An ignorant girl straddled the man's waist and sat with her butt raised. You couldn't expect her to be good at horsemanship in this aspect. Xu Fengnian, on the other hand, was very familiar with it. Just a moment ago, he was like a chaste woman who was awe-inspiring and righteous, asking the girl to respect herself. However, when he saw her taking the initiative, he immediately changed his attitude and started to undress himself without hesitation. Having illicit sexual intercourse in the wild, having a banquet in heaven and earth, and wantonly humiliating the Northern Mang woman. It should be the dream of many weak Northern Liang gentry children. Xu Fengnian had seen many of these poor rich scholars who thought that they could compete with the soldiers who led troops to kill the enemy by riding on the Northern Mang prostitute's body in the brothel. Xu Fengnian's eyes were clear as he looked at the herdsman who seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time. He stopped what he was doing, which was mostly acting. She undoubtedly had a pair of bright eyes, which were not the kind that directly pointed at one's heart, but the kind that was pure and untainted by dust and dirt. This kind of woman's eyes were destined to be like the clear lake on the grassland beside him, which would disappear into the yellow sand sooner or later. Once he saw her this year, he might not see her again next year. Even if she was a golden branch and jade leaf left behind in the grassland, even if she returned to the palace, what benefit would it bring? Hsu Fengnian did not have the charming thought of taking off his clothes to see her naked, but he was not allowed to take advantage of her. He smiled and shook his head, indicating for her to relax. At the same time, he held her extremely flexible and slender waist with both hands in an inappropriate position. The two of them looked at each other. The so-called "killing a beauty with a sword under the waist" was probably the true portrayal of Hsu Fengnian at this moment. No matter how innocent and naive the girl was, she matured early. No matter how ignorant she was, she was not a fool. She also knew what kind of evil was suppressed under her soft buttocks. Riding a horse and herding sheep would not be so embarrassing. This was not a woman who deliberately wanted to seduce people. Even though Hsu Fengnian had been untainted by flowers for a long time, he also felt that those fallen monarchs who never went to the morning court were not wronged.
Xu Fengnian's hands quietly slid down, and naturally squeezed. This was a skill that came with practice. Back then, during the three years of traveling, he had relied on this ingenious technique to make that brat Wen Hua prostrate himself in admiration. Unfortunately, this brat's comprehension ability was worlds apart from His Highness the Crown Prince's, and he could not maintain a righteous expression as a moral person. Unfortunately, he had a lecherous face that deserved a beating. Every time he mustered up the courage to go to the downtown area to take advantage of women, Xu Fengnian would inevitably have to step in to save the situation. If Wen Hua cooperated, saliva would immediately flow from the corner of his mouth, and then he would say that he was an idiot brother in the family. Girls with weak temperaments would be soft-hearted and let him off, but those who were more shrewish would be punched and kicked, implicating Xu Fengnian as a fish in the moat. Among the latter, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the most relentless, leading his vicious servants to chase after them for several streets. The young girl did not say anything and only stared at him with her eyes wide open. In his life, other than a girl's crying, Hsu Fengnian could not stand this kind of pure gaze. He could only withdraw his hands in embarrassment and laugh as he scolded, "You're the only one who's allowed to ride a horse, but I'm not allowed to flatter you?"
The young girl, who was not used to puns, thought carefully. When she had figured out the meaning, she clumsily revealed a slightly late bashfulness. Hsu Fengnian saw her charmingly naïve appearance and could not bear to do it. He sat up and held her in his arms, lightly smelling the fragrance of her fine black hair and feeling the delicate trembling of her virgin body. He sighed and slowly released her. Beimang's customs were bold and unrestrained. Not only were there illegal activities permitted by the law, but there was also the custom of kidnapping a bride, as well as the remarriage of a woman whose sister had passed away and whose mother had become a widow's sister-in-law. These were all excellent reasons for the scholars of the Central Plains to criticize the barbarians of Beimang. Hsu Fengnian picked her up and put her down beside him. Heng Chunlei sat on his lap and stared at the lake, lost in thought. A sixteen year old beauty's body was so soft that it was as if a hero had entered the grave. Perhaps if it were any other man who had suffered internal injuries from holding himself back, he would have already taken advantage of her reluctance and enjoyed the pleasure of having sex with her. After he had eaten his fill, he would not recognize her and would touch his crotch to laugh at the common people. However, His Royal Highness, who had begun to feel melancholy again, turned his head and laughed, "If only you were Pei Nanwei or Yu Youwei."
There was no woman in the world who liked to be compared with other women. Although the girl was ignorant about love, she could still hear the weight of the words. She did not dare to show her grievance and only turned her head away.
Hsu Fengnian stood up and made a plan in his mind. He wanted to see if he could help this group of fleeing herdsmen settle down. If he had the chance to return safely in the future, he would take her back to Beiliang Palace. Not to mention whether she would be a vase or eaten, it would be good for the eyes. Later on, when he evaluated the top ten beauties and spent some money, she would definitely be on the list. If word got out, it would be a happy thing to make those scholars envious. If he ate her now, would he take her to the north? If he ate her but did not take her back, Hsu Fengnian did not want to hear that she had become the exclusive property of some vigilant person in his tent. His Royal Highness, who had been taken advantage of by Shu Xiu countless times, had also learned some superficial disguising techniques. The finished product could only be considered a shoddy product, but it could still be considered a cover-up. However, was she willing? The herdsmen of the tribe could not reveal the secret? Especially some young and strong men who had left their homes and harbored resentment. They might even use a few bags of silver to win the favor of Xin Shili for the sake of wealth and future. The human heart was unpredictable. Even if he had saved the entire tribe, Xu Fengnian did not feel that he could sit back and relax. He did not want them to be his puppet. Hsu Fengnian thought about it and decided to stay in this ill-fated herdsmen's tribe for a few days. He asked, "What is your name?"
She said softly, "Huyan Guanyin."
Hsu Fengnian knew that many people in Beimang respected and believed in Buddhism. Many people liked to use Bodhisattva, Maitreya, and Manjushri as their names. It was not rare or strange. If it was in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Central Plains, the name was too big and would be regarded as ominous. However, in Beimang, it was very common to use such names as small characters. Even the women's clothing was deeply affected. In the winter, they painted their faces with yellow material, which appeared golden. It was called Buddhist makeup, which could only be washed away in the warm spring. When the emissaries of the Liyang Dynasty first saw the women in Beimang, most of their faces were yellow. They thought it was because of the illness caused by the miasma.
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