Although the woman in red was angry, she still held back her strength. The ruffians were kicked away, but they did not feel any pain when they landed on the ground. They were startled for a moment, thinking that the woman was weak. Their courage was immediately boosted, and one after another they shouted and pounced forward.
The woman in red only had the maid in green. She angrily wanted to rush forward to help her, but her eyes were blurred, and for a moment she could not stop crying. The other men dressed as porters seemed to be hired to help. Seeing the fierce scoundrels, they were afraid and did not dare to move.
The woman in red saw that the scoundrels did not know what was good for them, and her face revealed an expression that did not know whether to laugh or cry. Her fingers were like a sword, and her delicate body was like a red cloud, lightly flitting past the scoundrels. Her fingers were already poking and pointing at those people's bodies. Wherever her body passed, five or six scoundrels immediately fell to the ground as if they were struck by lightning, their bodies trembling, and for a moment they did not have the strength to get up.
Liu Biao stood beside Yang Ling and said in a low voice, "Daren, this woman knows superior acupoint sealing kung fu. She is a master of internal energy."
Yang Ling looked at the woman whose face was slightly red, and then looked at the scoundrels who were struggling on the ground. He saw that their bodies were twitching, and their expressions showed that they were in extreme pain.
Yang Ling remembered that Han Youniang had said that the acupoint sealing kung fu was an extremely superior martial art. Even though her father had studied martial arts in Shaolin for more than ten years, he only practiced external martial arts. He did not expect that this delicate and timid beauty, who was like a willow branch brushed by the wind, would actually know this kind of powerful martial art.
But looking at those scoundrels who were knocked to the ground, although they were struggling powerlessly, they could still move. This was very different from the dumbstruck appearance he had seen on television when their acupoints were sealed. He did not know whether this woman's finger strength was weak, or if the acupoint sealing was originally like this.
He asked in a low voice, "Liu Biao, if you were to make a move, would you be able to subdue her?"
Liu Biao blushed and said embarrassedly, "Judging from her skills … I can only withstand twenty moves at most …"
Yang Ling did not know martial arts, but he had seen Liu Biao's skills. Looking at the woman's leaping over ten feet, her movements like the wind, and her superior acupoint sealing skill, he estimated that Liu Biao could only last ten moves against her. Twenty moves was an exaggeration to cover up his embarrassment. He chuckled and did not point it out.
The scoundrel leader viciously cursed, "Smelly woman, aiyo … what kind of evil magic did you use? Father can't move half of his body. Father will never let … let you go."
The red-clothed woman raised her jade-like nose and coldly snorted in disdain. She turned around and walked to the side of the green-clothed maidservant. Bending down, she sniffed the air and said with relief, "It doesn't matter. Let's go, I'll help you back and wash you with clean water."
At this moment, someone outside the crowd said slowly, "Who is causing trouble at the foot of the Son of Heaven? Arrest them all! "
The crowd suddenly parted and several low-ranking officials from the QING Five Cities Warlords swaggered in with chains and sabers on their waists. Seeing this, the scoundrel leader was very happy. "Si Ge," he called out, "Quickly arrest this woman. She scalded me and beat up my brothers. Take her to jail and eat her meals."
The scoundrel leader glared at him fiercely and then turned to look at the red-clothed woman. He saw that she was beautiful and her body was graceful, but her clothes did not seem to be that of a lady from a rich family. He immediately relaxed and walked up to her with a lecherous look. He laughed mischievously and said, "Little wife, the crime of causing trouble and hurting people in the capital is not light. Come, follow me to the yamen."
Yang Ling shook his head and laughed bitterly. This scene was very familiar. But then again, it made sense. Those scoundrels dared to bully a foreign woman at the foot of the Son of Heaven. It would be strange if they did not have connections in the yamen. He was too lazy to look at those people's faces. He lightly patted Liu Biao's shoulder and raised his chin. Liu Biao understood and walked forward in large strides.
The red-clothed woman had just suppressed her anger and said, "Sir, it was clearly these scoundrels who bullied …" Liu Biao had already walked forward with a grin and said, "Which one does Sir want to arrest? I think you should take these scoundrels back to the yamen and give them a good beating. "
The scoundrel leader made a living in the capital and knew that there were many high-ranking officials and nobles at the foot of the Son of Heaven. Hearing this, he did not fly into a rage. He waved his hand to stop the scoundrels from making a ruckus. He cautiously looked at Liu Biao and asked in confusion, "This young master is …?"
Liu Biao slightly lifted his robe, allowing the scoundrel leader to clearly see the silver medal hanging on his waist. He smiled faintly and said, "This foreign girl was kind enough to help the people, but these scoundrels were tempted by her beauty and blackmailed and made things difficult for her. I saw it with my own eyes. Aren't you going to hand them over to the yamen?"
The scoundrel leader saw that it was the inner factory's waist medal and was instantly scared out of his wits. He hurriedly nodded and bowed, saying, "Yes, yes, yes. With an official as a witness, how can I not believe him? I will take them back to the yamen right now. "
As he said this, he gave a look to a few of his subordinates. A few constables rushed forward and with a shake of the iron shackles, they locked up the scoundrels. The leader of the scoundrels was dumbfounded and called out, "Fourth Brother Jin, how did you …?"
The scoundrel leader's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face. At the same time, he glared fiercely at him to stop him from spouting nonsense. He shouted, "Take them away. Take them all back."
The constables dragged the scoundrels out of the crowd. Liu Biao laughed from behind and said, "The patrolling imperial censor of the western part of the city is Shen Dewei, right? Go back and tell him that when I have the time, I will go and see how he handles his case impartially. If I ever see these scoundrels causing trouble again, I will hold them accountable. "
The Golden Sabre Kuai's back stiffened. He had originally wanted to drag his buddies to a place where there was no one around and release them, but when he heard this, he didn't dare to act rashly. He turned around and said with a bitter smile, "Yes, the western part of the city is under the jurisdiction of Lord Shen. Rest assured, Lord, I will definitely punish these scoundrels severely."
The woman in red looked at this scene with some surprise. When she saw Liu Biao turn around, she hurriedly bowed and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you, Lord, for upholding justice."
She had just seen Liu Biao standing behind Yang Ling. She knew that when the patrolling constables saw Liu Biao, they would act like mice seeing a cat. This young man's identity must be even more extraordinary. After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling saw her look and nodded to her with a smile on his face. The woman in red's expression froze. She thought that this dog official had also taken a fancy to her beauty and wanted to buy her. She couldn't help but secretly regret that she had let her emotions affect her decision and came out to help the disaster victims. In the end, she attracted a group of wild bees and butterflies.
However, she had made an appointment with her husband to wait here and couldn't leave as she pleased. She could only brace herself and thank Liu Biao. She hurriedly led the servants and maids back to the courtyard.
Yang Ling saw that Liu Biao was still staring at the closed door in a daze. With a smile, he walked forward and patted his shoulder, saying, "Don't look anymore. I think that the young lady is already married."
Liu Biao said uncomfortably, "Lord must be joking. In the world, those who know how to seal acupoints are all first-class masters. This woman is certainly not simple. Look at how she swallowed the humiliation of a few ruffians. Now that we have helped her, she is afraid to build a relationship with us. I am just a little suspicious."
Yang Ling was deeply poisoned by wuxia novels. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "There are many strange people in the wilderness and most of them are unwilling to deal with the government. We can't be suspicious just because she has good martial arts, right? Moreover, she is giving out porridge to the people. Is there such a great thief in the world? Hehe, let's go. As long as she doesn't cause trouble in the capital, we can't be suspicious and investigate. Once the news gets out, it will become a fact. "
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When Yang Ling returned to the rear courtyard of the residence, he saw that there were three braziers in the reception hall. The hall was as warm as spring. The whole room was filled with silk and silk. Han Youniang, Cher, Yu 'er, Gao Wenxin, Cheng Qiyun and a few other outstanding and beautiful beauties. They wore Su silk embroidered bikinis and Shu brocade lined jackets. They were gathered together with sweet smiles and beautiful eyes. It was as if they had entered a Grand View Garden.
Yang Ling said with a smile, "Why are you so free today? You are all chatting in the hall. "
Cheng Qiyun was the most afraid of the cold and wore the most. But there were three braziers in the hall and there were so many people. It was so hot that her fair and delicate face was flushed. At this time, she had taken off her outer robe. Two of the buttons on her bikini were undone, faintly revealing her light pink main waist. When she saw Yang Ling come in, she hurriedly buttoned it up again.
Yang Ling only saw a pink and alluring cleavage and quickly turned his face away. He saw that Han Youniang was busy putting away the clothes on the table. Looking at the size, it should be clothes for a child.
Yu 'er and Cher saw that Laoye was looking at Young-niang. They knew that he was busy these days and could not accompany her at home. So when he returned home, he often stayed by Furen's side. The two girls were extremely obedient. After casually chatting with him for a while, they found an excuse to leave.
When the two of them left, Cheng Qiyun and Gao Wenxin had no reason to stay. Gao Wenxin waited here for a day and only saw Yang Ling once. She did not even have the chance to speak. She could not help but glanced at him with hidden bitterness. She also bowed and bid farewell, leaving with Cheng Qiyun.
Yang Ling saw that everyone had left. He walked over and kissed Young-niang's cheek. He placed the package in his hand on the table and sat down on a chair. Holding her slender waist, that round and perky little butt was already sitting on his thigh. Yang Ling's arms wrapped around her as he gently said, "Young-niang, are you tired today? If you're tired, then rest more. Don't overwork yourself. It's a pity that there are no fresh fruits to eat during this season. In another month or so, when the tomatoes in the cellar bear fruit, you can eat more. "
As he spoke, his palm was already caressing Young-niang's soft bosom. Han Youniang panted as she grabbed Yang Ling's hand. In a slightly pleading tone, she said, "Husband, don't … this is the living room."
Yang Ling smiled and said, "Husband misses you. Young-niang is already a month pregnant. Husband still has to wait nine … ah … no, almost a year before he can be intimate with you."
Han Youniang's pair of beautiful buds rose up from his caress. Her face blushed and her delicate body went limp. She softly wrapped her arms around Yang Ling's neck and said with a hint of jealousy in his ear, "Aren't there still Cher and Yu 'er? Husband often stays in their room these days. They can't … they can't serve husband. "
Yang Ling said, "I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and affect your fetus. Hmm … since Young-niang wants me to accompany them, then husband should go and find them." As he said this, he made a posture to get up.
Han Youniang became anxious and hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck. Her small mouth also unwillingly pouted. However, when her eyes met Yang Ling's somewhat mischievous gaze, she suddenly realized that she was being teased by him. Her face couldn't help but blush.
She bit her lip and gently nestled in Yang Ling's arms. Her two legs were somewhat unbearably twisted together. The movement of her perky buttocks aroused Yang Ling's impulses. Young-niang sensed the change in him and couldn't help but look at him. She shyly lowered her head and said, "Husband, sister Wen Xin said … said … Young-niang's qi and blood are full and her fetus is solid. If she is gentle, for the first three months … I can still serve husband …"
As she spoke, she couldn't control her shyness and her voice became as soft as a mosquito. Yang Ling was also aroused by her shyness, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no. Husband doesn't dare. Young-niang is still young and her body is tender. Husband doesn't dare to take the risk. Come, sit on the side. Husband will give you walnuts to eat. They are very nourishing for your brain."
"Hmm …" Han Youniang let out a soul-stirring moan. She couldn't resist shaking her body. Her eyes were so tender that they were about to drip water. The pair of peppery breasts on her chest also became more erect and firm from being caressed.
Yang Ling reached into her fiery arms. His fingers gently fiddled with the freshly peeled chicken head like nipples, which made her delicate body tremble.
Her eyes were burning hot as she looked at Yang Ling. She took the initiative to give him a sweet kiss, and then her cheek slid against his cheek to his ear. She gasped and said, "I … also want husband to love me. Husband has so many tricks … At worst, I … I will use other ways to serve you."
Yang Ling stared at her for a moment. Suddenly, he bent down and held her legs. He lifted her petite and light body and whispered in her ear, "Little vixen, you didn't learn good things from Yu 'er and now you know how to seduce husband."
Han Youniang's face was as red as fire. She let out a moan and covered her cheeks with both hands. She didn't dare to look at him again. She was carried back to the bedroom by Yang Ling in a daze.
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Gao Wenxin was a little disappointed as she walked on the winding path. She was now free, but Yang Ling had no intention of taking her in. Not to mention her brothers' opposition, she was a girl. How could she take the initiative to hint? Seeing that she was about to reach her twenties, her life …
She sighed softly and looked at a plum blossom in the snow with a bitter smile.
Cheng Qiyun was afraid of the cold as soon as she went out. She tightened her cloak with both hands and saw Gao Wenxin in a daze from afar. She looked at her thoughtfully for a while and then gently approached.
Gao Wenxin heard footsteps and turned to see Cheng Qiyun. She couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Miss Cheng, it's cold outside. Why haven't you returned to your room?"
Ever since she saw Cheng Qiyun put her life on the line for Yang Ling on the way back to the capital, and in addition to the days they spent together in the Yang House, Cheng Qiyun had always behaved very appropriately. Gao Wenxin's attitude toward Cheng Qiyun was no longer so repulsive.
Cheng Qiyun smiled faintly and said softly, "It's very boring to stay in the room all day. I used to think that my literary talent was not inferior to that of a man. These days, Sir has been busy with court politics, and there are many things that I can't understand. "
She laughed bitterly and said, "It seems that I'm good at conspiring and scheming. But the division of friends and enemies in the court, and political opinions can't be hidden. Instead, there are many open schemes, and I can't do anything. I've really become the number one idler in the inner court."
She sighed, and her eyes turned. She smiled and said, "Would Miss Gao be willing to sit in my room and play a few games with me?"
Gao Wenxin shook her head sadly and said, "The weather is cold, and I'm not in the mood. I'm going back. Miss Cheng, you should also return to your room to avoid catching a cold."
Cheng Qiyun saw her lonely face and suddenly smiled faintly. "Miss's appearance is outstanding, and you also have the position of a seventh-level Imperial Physician. You're already in your twenties. Don't tell me you don't care that your quilt is cold and you don't want to have a man by your pillow to talk to at night?"
Gao Wenxin's pretty face immediately turned red. She quickly turned around to look at Cheng Qiyun. Seeing that Cheng Qiyun's eyes were as clear as water, without any intention of teasing her, Gao Wenxin's anger lessened slightly. She couldn't help but ask, "What does Miss Cheng mean?"
Cheng Qiyun smiled faintly and said, "I just can't bear to see Miss being trapped by love, so I'm trying to persuade you."
She tightened her cloak and walked closer. She stretched out a beautiful hand that was as slender as jade and gently caressed a budding flower on the branch. She said softly, "Actually, you don't need to resent Sir Yang. Although it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, it's not a small number for him to have three wives and concubines before he's twenty. He also respects and dotes on his wife. Even if there's a woman he admires, I'm afraid … even if he admires her, he won't have the heart to bring her into his room."
Cheng Qiyun bent her finger and gently flicked it. That flower bud fell into the pure white snow with a flick of her finger. Gao Wenxin was lost in thought as she stared at that light red flower bud that was half-buried in the soft snow.
She could only hear Cheng Qiyun's voice continue by her ear, "However … now that she has entered Sir Yang's door and will accompany him until his hair turns white, this kind of woman is much luckier than those budding young girls that are only accepted into the Imperial Court when they're fifty years old and have white hair and beard."
Gao Wenxin stamped her feet in embarrassment and anger, "What does it have to do with me whether he's willing to take concubines or not? What is Miss Cheng trying to say? "
Cheng Qiyun looked at her rarely seen shyness with interest and said with a smile, "Since ancient times, marriage is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. But how many people are truly happy? If you marry an ordinary man, you will definitely look down on him. If you marry a talented man, he will inevitably take in a few concubines that are more beautiful than you.
So a smart woman should choose a man who is willing to cherish and love her, who is willing to treat her as an equal, and who will not neglect her because of old age. But how many such men are there in this world? Since you've met one, but you're just waiting for him to take the initiative to accept you. Could it be that being reserved is more important than a lifetime of happiness?
Miss Gao, think about it carefully. If you feel that marrying him will not bring you happiness, then use the sword of wisdom to sever your feelings as soon as possible and find another good man, so that you won't find trouble for yourself. If you have already entrusted your heart to him, you can obtain happiness by breaking through this layer of window paper, but if you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life. "
Cheng Qiyun leisurely said, "There are no bees and butterflies admiring your delicate fragrance, the red dress takes off the maiden's heart is bitter …" She raised her eyebrows and said, "A woman is not an ignorant flower. If bees and butterflies are willing to patronize her, she will feel happy. Do you have someone you like? If you do, are you just waiting for him to find you? Can't a woman choose her own good man? "
Gao Wenxin looked at her for a moment. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something but stopped. After a long time, she suddenly turned around and hurriedly ran back to her own courtyard.
A dainty smile gradually appeared on Cheng Qiyun's white jade-like face. She stretched out her hand to press down a branch of plum blossom and gently moved her nose over. The withered red flower, the tender face was like snow, appearing indescribably beautiful.
Cheng Qiyun's posture was lazy as she gently stroked her cheek with the soft flower petals. She softly laughed and said, "'When a flower blooms, it must be plucked straight, don't wait for the flower to fall and break the branch'. It is often said that women are like flowers … if men are also compared to flowers, it seems to be more fair …"
Cheng Qiyun's two white fingers gently twisted the stem of the flower, picking up a brilliant blooming plum blossom between her fingertips. She stared at it for a moment and her eyes suddenly revealed a sly and mischievous smile.
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