Blow out the light? No!
Hide under the quilt and take off her clothes? No!
Under the control of her tyrant husband, Han Youniang closed her eyes and took off her clothes, revealing her smooth and tender body.
Seeing Yang Ling's infatuated gaze, Young-niang was so shy that she moaned and hurriedly turned around, only showing her pink and tender back to him.
Yang Ling swallowed his saliva and touched Young-niang's firm and beautiful calf with his fingers. Young-niang's cute little feet suddenly shrank, and her delicate ankles were nervously pressed together.
Feeling her nervousness, Yang Ling chuckled softly. Young-niang felt that her body had never produced such a feeling before. It made her flustered, but there was also an indescribable strange feeling of joy. She was so shy that her skin turned pink. She pleaded with a sweet and trembling voice, "Husband, please … please … turn off the light."
"No!" Yang Ling kissed her back gently and said with infatuation, "I want to look at you. If I let such a beauty stay silent in the dark, even the heavens won't forgive me. I want to look at you. Even if it's a hundred years or a thousand years later, I want to remember that beautiful Young-niang dedicated her love and body to me that night! "
Han Youniang covered her blushing face. She was almost intoxicated by her husband's poetic praise. Yang Ling's fingertips gently twisted the knot of her dudou and gently pulled it. Young-niang's back straightened, forming a shallow and beautiful valley line along her back. The knot of the vest was undone. When her light body was turned over, the exposed part of her face that was covered with her hands was bright red.
Yang Ling comfortably propped up his upper body. His eyes flashed with the lust of love. Just as he was about to move closer to her cherry lips, Han Youniang suddenly screamed and suddenly moved her hands away. She suddenly moved her hands away and nervously opened her eyes. "Husband, did you bring a Buddha statue?" she asked.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Ling's bare chest. There was a cross swaying gently on it. Young-niang was embarrassed and quickly closed her eyes.
Yang Ling deeply looked at her eyebrows, his eyes suddenly became dark and bright. He softly called Young-niang's name, "Young-niang, your husband is here."
"No! Wait, husband! "Young-niang suddenly exclaimed. Yang Ling hastily reined in his horse and asked in surprise," What's wrong, Young-niang? You … you don't want to …? "
Young-niang blushed and said, "No, no, husband, please get up. I … I forgot about the white handkerchief …"
As she said this, she shyly turned her head away and stretched out her hand to reach the quilt that was still folded. When she came back at night, she found the red and white handkerchief that her family gave her when she got married and quietly stuffed it under her quilt. At this critical moment, she finally remembered that she didn't make a mistake.
Yang Ling watched her pull out the white handkerchief as if she was waving a white flag. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was his most beloved wife. He only wanted her to remember the sweetness and joy when they shared each other's first time. He didn't want her to lie trembling on the small handkerchief and wait for him to test her loyalty. He hoped that Young-niang could also enjoy it, and not blindly devote herself to him.
Young-niang was biting her lip and shyly trying to put the white handkerchief under her buttocks. Yang Ling grabbed the white handkerchief and threw it aside. Young-niang opened her eyes wide in surprise and stuttered, "Husband … husband, you … what are you doing?"
"I don't need that. I'm too stubborn. My wife, you have to be passionate, understand?"
Yang Ling had a charming smile on his lips that made Young-niang charming. He whispered in her ear, "Go here. My husband doesn't want a positional battle. Tonight, my husband wants to attack the city and seize the stronghold. Let my excellent martial arts wife raise her hands and surrender … "
…
* * *
The wholehearted devotion and integration, in addition to the pleasure and carefree, also made people feel endless fulfillment and satisfaction. Young-niang, who had her first time "surrendered" three times, and Yang Ling fell asleep with her in his arms, as if he had ascended to heaven.
He slept very sweetly. He didn't know when, but Yang Ling suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Young-niang sitting beside him in a small dress and a robe. She was gently pushing him, "Husband, it's time to get up. Husband, we have to go to court today."
Yang Ling looked out of the window lazily. The paper on the window was still dark. Looking back, under the light, Young-niang, who had just had her fill of tonight's rain and dew, was flushed and her black hair was messy. The charm of a young woman was breathtaking.
Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her gently on the lips and said with a smile, "It's still dark. You woke me up so early. Do you want me to talk to you? Last night, I was too tired. As a result … I fell asleep while kissing you. "
Young-niang was held in his arms. Her heart was fluttering. When she heard him mention that sweet and shameful thing, her face blushed even more. She felt her bones soften for a moment. She pushed Yang Ling lazily, but she felt that her hands were soft and powerless when she was held by her husband. She couldn't help but say shyly and anxiously, "Husband, get up quickly. It's getting late. It's almost the hour of the wee hours. I've already prepared breakfast. You're going to see the emperor today."
"Ah?" Yang Ling jumped in fright. He didn't have a deep impression of the hour of the wee hours at this time. He didn't think that it was only four in the morning and it was already time.
This time, Yang Ling also became anxious and quickly sat up. When Yang Ling sat up, he suddenly found that there was a square patch on the quilt. This quilt was brought out from the Yang Family's courtyard by the two of them. They didn't have time to buy a new one. Although there were several patches on it, Yang Ling remembered that this spot wasn't broken. He couldn't help asking in surprise, "Young-niang, when did this spot break? Don't mend it. If it doesn't work, buy some cotton and make a new one. "
Young-niang's eyelashes drooped, and her face was like a piece of red cloth. She shyly took out a neatly folded thing from behind her and said shyly, "It's all because of you … This is … a girl's big event. I can't stay there. I'm so embarrassed."
Yang Ling looked at it. The cloth looked like it had just been cut from the quilt. Although the cloth was folded, there was a faint red on it.
"Uh? … Eh? Oh … "
* * *
It was late in the morning. Yang Ling stood outside Zhonghe Palace. He was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. The emperor's father was really arrogant. If he didn't want to meet so early, why did he let him get up so early?
It was Yang Ling's first time to go to court, and he was not familiar with the capital, so he didn't have time to eat and hurried to the Forbidden City. Speaking of which, the officials of the court got up quite early. When Yang Ling arrived, there were already many ministers waiting outside the Meridian Gate.
When Yang Ling was led by Liu Jin into the palace through a small door, he thought that he would receive special treatment. However, he did not know that he was led all the way to the Central Harmony Palace, only to be told that the Emperor had already left for the morning assembly and would only receive him when he returned.
Yang Ling waited from the hazy sky until the sun rose, and then waited from the sun rose until now. He looked at the shadow under his feet weakly, and then looked around again. Liu Jin led him to the place and slipped away. Yang Ling waited there, and the guards in front of the palace did not look at him. Yang Ling didn't dare to take the initiative to strike up a conversation, but the palace maids who occasionally came in and out seemed to be very interested in him, always looking him up and down.
Yang Ling also stole a glance at them. Although there were no ugly women in the world, most of these palace maids only had good looks and well-proportioned figures. They didn't have the charming and moving appearance of a random maid or palace maid on TV. Yang Ling looked for a while, and then began to look straight ahead.
His intestines grumbled in protest again. Yang Ling suddenly saw a group of people turn around the front hall. In front was the Han general holding the ceremonial guard, and behind them was a carriage under a yellow umbrella, carried by eight eunuchs. Yang Ling suddenly became spirited.
Seeing the palace maids, guards, and eunuchs all kneeled on the ground. Yang Ling, who had just straightened his back, quickly followed suit and knelt on the ground. The majestic group of people passed by him and went straight to Zhonghe Palace as if there was no one else around.
Kneeling on the ground, Yang Ling secretly shook his head. The Emperor was working in his own home, why did he have so many idlers? What he didn't know was that this ceremonial guard was small. If there was a court conference today, there would be two tigers and leopards, four elephants, and five ceremonial carriages. The procession would be even larger. Of course, the Emperor had the demeanor of an Emperor, and demeanor needed to be dressed up.
Under his eyelids, a mosquito rushed past his knee. Yang Ling bent his finger and flicked it to the side. The ant rolled a few times on the ground, curled up, and pretended to be dead. After a while, when it didn't find any danger, it got up and hurriedly ran away.
Yang Ling couldn't help but reveal a trace of a smile. In the Emperor's eyes, he was probably just like an ant. He slightly raised his head. The ceremonial guard was still moving forward. There were people holding flags, umbrellas, and melons in an endless stream. Under the cover of the flags, there was a corner of the blue sky.
Yang Ling watched leisurely, fascinated. Today, to be able to come to the center of the world's power, I am no longer a small ant. If I was given time and opportunity, then under this historical sky, would I be a flag that swaggered by, or a pavilion that stood tall and unshakable?
The ceremonial guards stood on both sides of the Palace gate, silent and motionless. Perhaps the Emperor was also hungry and couldn't help but drink some tea and eat some snacks. After a long, long time, he finally saw a eunuch walk out of the Hall of Zhong He's front door. With a wave of his horsetail whisk, he shouted in a sharp voice, "Summon Assistant Reading Officer Yang Ling for an audience!"
Before Liu Jin left, he had already taught him the etiquette of the Palace. Hearing this, Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "Subject Yang Ling requests an audience."
The little eunuch smiled slightly and said, "Yang, please come in with me." As he said this, he turned around and went in first. Yang Ling lowered his head and hurriedly followed in.
In his previous life, he had also been to this Hall of Zhong He when he visited the Forbidden City. But now, the layout and decorations inside were clearly different. Yang Ling didn't dare to look around and only followed the footsteps of the little eunuch inside. When they reached the end of the scarlet carpet, the little eunuch flashed to the side and said in a loud voice, "Subject Yang Ling greets Your Majesty."
Yang Ling knew that the person sitting above must be the current Emperor, Hongzhi. He knelt on the ground, his palms facing up on the carpet, his forehead touching his fingertips. He raised his breath and said in a clear voice, "Subject Yang Ling kowtows to Your Majesty."
From above, a graceful and elegant voice said, "You may rise."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yang Ling stood up and respectfully retreated to the side. Although he wanted to see the appearance of this Hongzhi Emperor with his own eyes, his eyes didn't dare to look around. His eyes only moved slightly and saw a pair of official boots in front of him. It seemed that there was another official present.
He heard the graceful and elegant voice say again, "Minister Liu, let's do it like this. Write an edict to the King of Korea. Say that the Crown Prince is young and doesn't need to offer women. But we still remember his kind intentions. Although these women are damp, short, short, fat, and not very good, we have all made them female officials."
Hearing this, the corners of Yang Ling's mouth crooked and he almost couldn't help laughing. He guessed that when this Liu Daren drafted the edict, he wouldn't write the original words so directly. But to be able to personally hear such an interesting edict from the Emperor was extremely rare.
He heard that Liu Daren chuckle and said, "I think the King of Korea also knows that the Crown Prince is young. Even if he offers beautiful women, it will be difficult to win the Crown Prince's favor. So he chose some of them and didn't feel bad sending them to Your Majesty."
Hearing this, the Hongzhi Emperor laughed heartily and said, "You have a sharp mouth! Hehe, he is stingy, but we cannot be stingy. The gifts given in return must not lose the grandeur of the Heavenly Court. Go, go, write the edict yourself. "
"Yes, this subject obeys the edict." Liu Daren responded and bowed before retreating.
Yang Ling had also heard that this Hongzhi Emperor only favored the Empress and had no other concubines. Now that the Crown Prince was young, it was possible that the King of Korea really had this idea.
This Liu Daren dared to laugh in front of the Emperor, so he must be one of Hongzhi's favored officials. But he didn't know who it was. He has the authority to write an edict … thinking of this, Yang Ling's heart was moved. He suddenly remembered that people used to comment on the three Grand Scholars in the court: "Li Gongmou, Liu Gongduan, and Xie Gongyou spoke frankly." Could it be that this Liu Daren was the Grand Scholar Liu Jian?
At this time, he heard the Hongzhi Emperor say, "You are Yang Ling? Oh, you are not much older than the Crown Prince. Very good, very good … Eh? You are … Minister Yang, raise your head. "
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