Hsu Fengnian walked into the bathtub, and Sweet Potato skillfully wiped his body. It was a long time since he felt so comfortable.
Sweet Potato saw a scar on his waist that hadn't faded even after the Great Yellow Courtyard. It was a ghastly sight, and her lips trembled. Hsu Fengnian, who was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, said calmly, "I was unlucky. Tuoba Chunsun brought two great devils to surround me. After I escaped, I was struck by Duanbo Erhui's thunder spear while I was hunting."
Sweet Potato remained silent. Her body was pressed against the wooden wall of the bathtub, and her head rested on Hsu Fengnian's shoulder. She asked softly, "It's not good to stand outside the tub. Do you want me to come in?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded.
She didn't take off her thin clothes. She half-squatted in the spacious bathtub, and her technique was delicate. Her clothes were soaked, and it didn't make much difference whether she wore them or not. At this moment, it seemed that wearing more clothes would make her even more charming.
When Sweet Potato swam behind him like a plump koi and touched the large patch of fine scars on his back, Hsu Fengnian laughed softly. "Not long ago, I fought with the devil Xue Songguan and broke two of her zither strings. She had the Eighteen Beats of the Hujia, which made me suffer a lot. Now that I think about it, I still have lingering fears. Sure enough, when I see those rare Finger Xuan experts, I still have to take a detour. At first, I thought that since she jumped into the Finger Xuan realm, her combat power should be about the same as Duanbo Erhui's. I thought that she could try to fight with them, but I was wrong. In terms of the three sects, there seemed to be no difference between the three realms. However, in Jianghu, the difference of one realm still made a world of difference. Sweet Potato, what realm are you in? "
Sweet Potato rubbed Hsu Fengnian's chest. Her eyes were blurred, her body trembled, and her voice trembled. "I'm both a fake Vajra and a fake Finger Xuan. It's enough to kill ordinary people. "
Hsu Fengnian smelled the natural fragrance of dragon saliva and ancient sandalwood. He said, "It's about time."
Sweet Potato nodded and took the lead to get up and leave the bathtub. She carefully wiped her hands with a silk cloth, and then she picked up a pile of clean clothes. On top of it was a purple robe of exquisite craftsmanship.. It was the purple robe of the imperial family of the Central Plains.
Xu Fengnian walked out of the bathtub and walked closer to take a closer look. He said in surprise, "Is this the python robe of the Southern Tang Imperial Weaving Bureau? How did it come came to Dunhuang City?
Sweet Potato smiled and said, "When the scholars of the Central Plains fled to the north, one of the leaders of the Weaving Bureau secretly hid this python robe and sold it for profit to an influential official in Dunhuang. The latter gave it to my aunt as a gift. In fact, there were two robes. The robe in my hand was originally intended to be given to a prince by the King of Southern Tang, so it fits you perfectly. The other robe is a yellow robe that is relatively small and delicate. It's more suitable for me to wear, but it's too tight for you to wear. Try it on. "
Xu Fengnian didn't refuse either. In Northern Mang, forget about wearing a fallen nation's python robe, even if he were to wear the Zhao Family's Son of Heaven's dragon robe in private, no one would be so bored as to impeach him. Under Sweet Potato's service, he put on the purple robe of the imperial family of the Southern Tang and put on the purple gold crown. There were two brocade ribbons on both sides of the crown that hung down to his arms.
Standing in front of a large bronze mirror with a red sandalwood frame, Sweet Potato's eyes were intoxicated. She said in a daze, "It's a pity young master didn't become an emperor."
Hsu Fengnian laughed. "You've tried it. You still have to sleep. Don't waste this robe. You should change your clothes too. "
After taking off the robe, Hsu Fengnian went to his room and fell asleep.
Sweet Potato walked over and sat on the bed. She listened to the soft snoring and felt sad. Before traveling, he had never snored. How tired must he be to be like this?
Laying down on her side, Sweet Potato gazed at the serene face that was just inches away from her. She whispered, "Gongzi, you're mine now. You're mine alone. I'm not greedy. Even if it's just for one day, it's fine."
Day and night in Dunhuang were like two seasons. The day was as hot as the summer, and the night was as cold as the late autumn.
When Hsu Fengnian woke up, he was the only one in the room. He put on his boots and felt a little hungry. He went to the desk and picked up a bell and shook it a few times.
A palace maid came over slowly. Hsu Fengnian ordered in the language of the Southern Tang, "Bring me a few pieces of sweet potatoes."
The palace maid seemed to understand, but she also seemed to not understand. She did not dare to ask too much. She just thought that she had met a strange guest. She went to get a plate and brought back a few pieces of sweet potatoes. Hsu Fengnian waved his hand to signal her to leave. He then carried a pile of books to the outside of the courtyard. He first lit the freshly cut branches and dug a small hole. Only then did he start to roast the sweet potatoes. The new branches were wet and were not suitable for roasting. This was what Old Huang had taught him in the past. Hsu Fengnian sat on a small embroidered stool and nibbled on a red heart sweet potato. He turned his head and saw the woman who was about to cry. She could be considered the empress of Dunhuang. He heard her sobbing, "Young master, is this what you meant by eating sweet potatoes? You didn't keep your word! "
Hsu Fengnian opened his mouth wide. He was speechless.
Sweet Potato had obviously dressed up. She was charming. Now that she was weeping, she was even more attractive.
Hsu Fengnian said helplessly, "What's the rush? It's said that only when one is full and warm can one have the strength to think about one's desires. Can't I eat sweet potatoes before eating them? You're too unreasonable. "
Sweet Potato smiled through her tears.
Hsu Fengnian carried a few pieces of sweet potatoes into the room and handed one to her. Sweet Potato shook her head.
Hsu Fengnian said softly as he ate, "When I was traveling, every time I ate a roasted sweet potato, I would think that when I got home, I would definitely change your name. Red musk, red musk, red musk, etc. How could it be more pleasing than sweet potatoes? Holding it to warm your hands, eating it to warm your stomach, and thinking about how it can also warm your heart, right?"
Sweet Potato's face was red.
A woman dressed up for her bosom friend. Previously, she had spent a lot of time putting on makeup, but it was worth it. A woman undressed for her bosom friend. Previously, when she wore beautiful and complicated clothes, she also liked it.
Perhaps it was because they were too close and had been together for too long, but when Sweet Potato's clothes were taken off, Hsu Fengnian realized how good she was. It was beyond his imagination.
Beneath him was a piece of mutton fat jade that emitted a sweet fragrance.
A gentleman's virtue was like jade, and a woman's body was like jade.
His fingers touched every inch of her body. Her body was sensitive and trembled incessantly. Like a fish in a pond caught in the crossfire, the pair of large twin peaks shook stubbornly.
When he went down, it was muddy.
Sweet Potato held her face with both hands, not daring to look at others. She also tried to suppress the soft moans that overflowed from her throat and mouth.
Hsu Fengnian leaned over and bit her earlobe, whispering, "Do you want to end the bitterness and enjoy the sweetness?"
Sweet Potato pulled his head down and squeezed it between her breasts.
Every moment of the night was worth a thousand gold.
It was a pleasure between a man and a woman. However, for a woman, the first time was usually painful and unbearable. There was no physical pleasure to speak of. As for those who became more courageous the night they had their first taste, in Hsu Fengnian's opinion, they were either heroines or heroines. It was almost impossible. However, Sweet Potato, whose limbs were as taut as bowstrings, seemed to be at the peak of pleasure. The psychological pleasure clearly far overshadowed the pain. She no longer hid and stared hard at Hsu Fengnian who was working on top of her. Her face was as red as a peach. Her legs and hands were wrapped around his slender body. Her fine black hair was scattered on the pillow, which set off her white and plump body. When Hsu Fengnian lay motionless on top of her, she licked his face with her nimble little tongue and asked provocatively, "Young Master, are you okay?"
"Don't ask such a question."
"Young Master, whip this servant to your heart's content. Don't take pity on me."
"I'll definitely fulfill your wish."
Every moment was worth a thousand gold. By now, he had probably spent a few thousand gold.
After the second time, he didn't feel tired. The woman under him was dripping with fragrant sweat, but there was still no sign of begging for mercy.
Gradually, they were getting better.
"Young Master, this is the third time. This servant is really going to die. "
"Now you know what it means to be in a state of ecstasy, hovering between life and death? Come on, turn over. "
The woman was weeping and complaining, her charming eyes like silk. "Young Master, this position is embarrassing …"
There were no more words, only the sound of panting.
Hsu Fengnian was like an old ox diligently plowing the fields. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and made a gesture of turning over and dismounting. The two sides looked at each other. Hsu Fengnian saw the messy finger marks on her chest. He held a plump bamboo shoot that was upside down in front of her chest and asked somewhat guiltily, "Does it hurt?"
Sweet Potato asked in return, "Is Young Master tired?"
Hsu Fengnian didn't puff himself up at his own cost. His five fingers slightly tightened and he exhaled a long breath. "Do you really think I'm invincible?"
Sweet Potato murmured. Her head tilted back slightly and she stuck a finger into her mouth.
Hsu Fengnian laughed and scolded, "You finally know what a disaster is."
She suddenly sat up and put on her clothes. She said, "Young Master, wait a moment."
Hsu Fengnian didn't know what was going on. He could only turn around and lie down on his side. He watched as she opened a secret room, walked in, and came out a moment later.
Hsu Fengnian was dumbfounded.
She put on a golden dragon robe.
Under the golden robe was a scene of emptiness.
Sweet Potato didn't walk to the big bed. Instead, she walked to the small couch by the window. She put her hands on the couch and bent over to turn her head. Then, she lifted her robe with one hand and smiled charmingly at Young Master.
Hsu Fengnian muttered to himself, "Let me just die."
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