Mu\Can\Wenxue: After talking with Liu Bei, Ma Chao slept in Cai Yan's room for almost the whole day.
He didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning.
During this period, although he did not go to the battlefield, his efforts were no less than that of fighting bravely on the battlefield.
With two consecutive negotiations and all the strategic plans and bits and pieces before his eyes, Ma Chao's body and mind went through a period of continuous high-pressure exhaustion.
During this tiring period of time, the deep sense of anxiety prevented Ma Chao, who was in the midst of a raging fire, from having any fun with any of his wives.
Last night was an exception, though.
When Cai Yan still put her head on Ma Chao's broad shoulder in distress, she saw the familiar sly smile at the corner of Ma Chao's mouth.
There was still some uncertainty at the time, so Cai Yan deliberately put her long leg between Ma Chao's legs intentionally or unintentionally, and her soft and hot body naturally leaned closer.
This obvious temptation immediately elicited a very energetic response from Ma Chao.
He seemed like an evil beast waking up from hibernation, in desperate need of rich and lingering comfort.
Before Cai Yan even reacted, her red lips were violently blocked.
She subconsciously raised her hand to block it, but Ma Chao's hand had already attacked her plump body, and then The strings all over his body were lifted slightly.
The tight mental defense line finally opened, and the suppressed emotions poured out like an erupting flood.
In just a moment, Ma Chao and his wife in his arms were wrapped together.
This time, Ma Chao almost skipped many necessary steps.
But the turbulent attack also made Cai Yan feel Zhang Yang's wild charm, as if Ma Chao was a huge pen like a rafter, painting on her white and soft Fu Feng paper.
The tip of the pen was soaked in thick ink, and the juice splashed everywhere during the swipe, leaving spots on the smooth paper.
The edge of the paper curled up slightly shyly, as if to resist, but was forcefully pressed straight and flat, allowing the long and hard pen to move freely, horizontally, vertically, horizontally, hooked, and returned.
Every stroke of the painting was so unique.
Vigorous and powerful, the force penetrates the back of the paper.
Cai Yan's slight pain soon turned into submission with blurred eyes.
In the midst of her joy, she couldn't help but start murmuring muffledly.
After her fiery body was completely ignited, she felt that her whole body was extremely full, waiting for the giant pen to finish its work and draw a beautiful and beautiful chapter.
However, this giant pen seems to have endless amounts of thick ink, and it will take longer and more energy to render this painting wonderful.
Cai Yan, who was no longer able to cater to her, could only shout out her inner joy in the tenderness and sweetness.
He curled up his legs slightly, hoping that his thin Fu Feng paper would not be dizzy by the giant pen.
Cai Yan didn't get out of bed until Ma Chao got up at noon.
Seeing Ma Chao dressing on his own, she forced herself to hold up her arms, wanting to fulfill her responsibility as a wife to serve Ma Chao.
But when she stretched her body with incredible curves slightly, she found that she was still soft all over.
Powerless.
At this time, Ma Chao turned back and looked at Cai Yan with a smile, watching her hair hanging down casually, with a little sticking to her face, as if she was surviving a disaster.
He just felt that such beautiful scenery had given him enough satisfaction to forgive Cai Yan for his small crime of not dressing with him in person.
After a passionate kiss with Cai Yan, Ma Chao went out and even wanted to embrace the sunshine: the most hectic and tiring time had passed.
As he walked slowly, he seemed to be saying to himself: "Cao's negotiation is done.
And it’s a bumper harvest; if Liu Bei’s negotiation is completed, it’s a bumper harvest; if I ask Jia Laoxu for advice, well, it’s considered settled.”
Yes, negotiating peace with the Cao family is a perfect explanation of the past for the Ma family; asking Jia Hu for advice reflects Ma Chao's current complacency; and tying Liu Bei to the Ma family's chariot is Ma Chao's borrowing It’s a sharp scimitar that can cut through the obstacles to the Ma family’s development in the next three years.
With such a clear conclusion to the past, present and future, Ma Chao indeed deserves to have a joyful and surging good mood.
What he had to do next was to announce to the world that he had become King Yong.
At the same time, he threw the reform outline and requirements he had planned in his mind to the Zhongshu Province, and asked the Zhongshu Province to come up with a detailed three-year plan.
Development details.
Then, let the Han people watch the Ma family change step by step with eyes of wonder, until their wonder turned to numbness, and finally turned into various kinds of inner recognition.
Of course, as a result, Ma Chao will also be very busy in the future.
However, the strategy has been decided, the road has been revealed, and the next busy thing is to fine-tune the Ma family's pace according to the situation.
Such busyness is just a more interesting adjustment for Ma Chao, who is in an ambitious and enterprising year.
At this moment, in the sky, the breeze blew away the shallow clouds, and Jinxiu Bailian vaguely appeared, lighting up the northern sky, where his own light was.
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Ma Chao feels that starting from tomorrow, this white practice should make the sky of the entire Three Kingdoms brighter.
Therefore, what he needs now is a rich and nutritious meal.
Afterwards, he will hold the most shocking and important meeting in the history of the Ma family at Shangshutai.
However, just as he was about to walk to his study and order his servants to deliver the food, he heard a slight sound of talking at the door.
The Cavalry General's Mansion is heavily guarded and it is impossible for ordinary people to enter at will.
The appearance of this unusual sound at this time made Ma Chao frown slightly.
After he stood still, he couldn't help being curious, turned his body, and walked away thinking about the source of the sound.
"Sister, you'd better get up."
The voice was very familiar.
It was Fu Shou: "My husband hasn't gotten up yet, and you don't know how long you will have to kneel like this."
No one responded.
Ma Chao could imagine that the other party must be kneeling on the ground stubbornly without saying a word.
After arriving at the inner gate, Ma Chao saw Fu Shou's figure as expected.
At this time, she was surrounding a petite body, and seemed to want to reach out and pull up the kneeling woman, but was blocked by the woman's stubbornness and strong hatred, so she had to persuade her softly.
Ma Chao really couldn't figure out why a girl who seemed to be crying out for injustice could appear in his inner house.
However, when he came to the girl, he suddenly had a guess that the girl was none other than Yuan Shu's daughter, Yuan Hui, who he had personally arranged to live in the palace of General Hussar.
"General" Yuan Hui saw Ma Chao finally arriving, and completely bent his body to the ground: "Don't blame Yuan Hui for being ridiculous and immoral.
If you don't mind, please take this little girl as your concubine."
As soon as these words came out, a look of disgust immediately appeared on Ma Chao's face.
Fu Shou on the side felt angry at first for being repaid with kindness, but then when he saw Yuan Hui's sad and desperate kneeling posture, he felt angry and pitiful for a moment, and murmured: "Sister, sister, what are you talking about?"
Yuan Hui raised his head, with a look of determination and no regrets on his pretty face: "Please take me as your concubine, general."
This sentence was clear and slow enough for Fu Shou to hear clearly.
However, the despair in his tone made Fu Shou's already big eyes widen even more.
This kind of request without beginning or end was so ridiculous that Fu Shou was stunned for a moment.
He had no choice but to subconsciously focus on Ma Chao, and his little hand unknowingly grabbed Ma Chao's right arm.
Seeing this, Ma Chao gently held Fu Shou in his arms, gave him a reassuring smile, and then turned back to Yuan Hui and said, "Why?"
Why Yuan Hui seemed to have been punched hard.
Her delicate body and the fatigue from kneeling for a day made her shake for a moment.
However, after her eyes were confused, she seemed to suddenly realize something Not bad, why?
What qualifications do you have to become Ma Chao, concubine?
Although, this slightly shameful status was something she had once looked down upon.
But now, my father is dead, and 400,000 heroic soldiers have been wiped out.
At this time, after losing the big tree that has been shading my head, I am just like the fallen leaves falling to the ground and being trampled on by others.
As for Ma Chao, she had known for a long time that he had never been a person who was greedy for beauty and cherished beauty.
Therefore, her beauty is of no value to Ma Chao.
With a miserable smile, Yuan Hui finally burst into tears from the corners of his eyes.
She looked up at the dazzling white brocade cloud, suddenly pulled out a sharp blade from her sleeve, and applied it hard on her fair and long neck.
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