Chapter 526 Birthday Party
It snowed all night on the night of the 19th. On the 20th, Bianjing was covered with snow, and crystal clear ice hung on the treetops in various shapes.
At this time, the snowflakes were flying again, and they were like goose feathers, dyeing the sky and the earth white.
Lifting the car curtain and looking outside, Ling Qingyu covered her mouth and slapped her, and then was dragged back again.
Looking at the man who was tugging at the hem of her clothes, huddled in her arms, and rubbing his head against her chest, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but chuckle. The older he got, the more coquettish he became. Thinking of last night She was deceived and drunk by this guy, even though she had lived for more than fifty years, her old face was still red.
When did this guy who has the legacy of Zhao Yinfeng and the added attribute of coquettishness become crooked?
"Sister~" She called out in disgust. Ye Shiyi raised his head and pressed a kiss on her neck. He leaned on her shoulder, held her hand and reached through his clothes, with a cool fingertip. When he traced the skin along the chest and abdomen until he reached the little brother who had raised his head proudly, Ye Shiyi let out a low **** and breathed heavily.
Gently flicking the little guy who nodded towards her hand, Ling Qingyu said: "Stop playing, we will be at the Han Mansion later."
"It's still far away. Han Zong's birthday banquet this time will be held in a villa in the countryside." Ye Shiyi's body trembled slightly, his voice was hoarse and sexy, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes when he looked at her, making her His phoenix eyes were as bright as a flash, and he gently licked the corners of his red lips, hooked her head with one hand, and kissed her lips delicately and softly. A sound of gasping and uncontrollable lust escaped from the corner of his mouth. He came and said, "Sister, Eleven is your forbidden wife, right?"
Uh..., Ling Qingyu's face turned red again. He had not completely lost his memory of what happened last night. When he thought about it carefully, he seemed to be able to see himself using a very **** weird aunt expression while stroking that perfect breast. Body, while sighing at his beauty, and then viciously said the word "forbidden", it is really..., so embarrassing!
The woman's face seemed to have two burning clouds. Ye Shiyi laughed softly, loosened the belt of his clothes, and hugged her tightly. The hardness underneath rubbed against her abdomen while sucking on her. He touched her earlobe and whispered: "Sister, I like Eleven so much. My sister said that she would take Eleven back, lock her in a dark room, lock the shackles, and not let others see or touch Eleven. Eleven, you have to play with Eleven like you did last night every day, sister~"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Ling Qingyu, who was blushing so much that he could fry an egg, interrupted him loudly, pushed his close body away a little, his eyes were wandering and he tried to say in a more serious voice: "Forget it! It's all a dream. ! Forget it quickly!"
"I don't want to forget it!" He threw the woman down directly, and out of sight of the woman, Ye Shiyi showed a triumphant smile on his face, saying: "Sister said, if you go to my sister's world, let Eleven will be your captive, Eleven is happy to let sister play with her, Eleven is very happy, Eleven is willing to be imprisoned by sister, and will be imprisoned by her side forever..."
"Stop, stop!" Sparks appeared on Ling Qingyu's face. The words "forbidden and forbidden" were like a mountain in her mind. She unconsciously shouted: "Stop talking! I know, stop talking!"
If she continued to play, I'm afraid this person would be really annoyed. He picked up her hand and rubbed the dishonest little brother, while kissing the lips that were like burning. Ye Shiyi hugged her tightly and said "***" several times. *After a low growl, he was released.
She glared at him helplessly. Facing that face that was filled with happiness and was too beautiful to be ordinary, and eyes that were narrowed by a misty smile, Ling Qingyu really couldn't get angry and could only look at it. He put on his clothes and sighed: "They're all dirty!"
Ye Shiyi took out a set of clothes from the cabinet in the carriage and put them on for her skillfully. Ling Qingyu stared at him in shock for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Shiyi! You did it on purpose!"
It was Han Zong's 40th birthday. Although it was snowing heavily, the Han family's birthday banquet was still held at the mountain villa in the suburbs. There were still a lot of guests in front of the mountain gate. Not only people with whom he could get along in Bianjing came, but also those who came back to Beijing from other places to continue. Officials on duty also took the opportunity to visit.
Following the servant around the corridor in front of the mountain gate, the scenery in front of us is amazing.
Elegant and exquisite pavilions are built along the mountain. A winding corridor is built next to the lake dug out of the lowland according to the mountain. Plum trees are planted on the tops of several consecutive mountains. Amidst the white snow, there is a tree. The red plum blossoms are like fire and the white plum blossoms are like snow, just like heaven.
Along the corridor, officials kept wanting to come up and strike up a conversation. With a smile on his face, Wang Xuanzhi bowed to each other modestly and politely, and then continued forward through the blocking servants until he was taken into a corridor halfway up the mountain. among.
The banquet banquet in the Han Mansion was placed along the corridor that went around the mountain several times. Outside, the red plum blossoms stood proudly and the snow fell lightly, but inside the corridor, it was as warm as spring. Every seat in the corridor There is a slight distance between the two sides, so that people inside can communicate while avoiding interruption.
Glancing at the servants who retreated quietly and the maids standing quietly beside him, Wang Xuanzhi's smile grew stronger. As soon as he sat down, he heard someone next to him say: "I heard that this entire arrangement was planned by Mr. Mei. Yes, with such exquisite thoughts, he is the son of an aristocratic family. Even if the Mei family is in decline now, as long as Mr. Han is willing to support it, I think the Mei family will rise in no time."
Wang Xuanzhi's eyes darkened unconsciously, and he once again glanced at the mountain forest that looked vaguely like a fairyland in the heavy snow.
After sending Zhu Weili in, Han Shuo turned around and walked towards the mountain gate. He smiled stiffly while greeting people along the way, his face relaxed slightly, but he was holding back a fire in his heart. Recently, he was busy arranging the preparations for the two armies to go out separately. , he was so busy that he didn't even go back home. Su Wanyun said she wanted to give him a surprise, and she was still somewhat happy in her heart, so she didn't ask anything. Unexpectedly, she was dragged to the villa last night, only to find out that Mei Chuqi had basically sent out invitations. Not to mention Bianjing, they actually created such a model.
"Young master Mei, what you mean is that none of us can get in?" The laughter coming from the door was cold, which made Han Xing startled. He quickened his pace and rushed to the door. He saw Gao Liu and several people outside the door. Riding a horse with his personal guards behind him, Mei Chuqi blocked the door. Just when he was about to raise his voice, he heard the elegant young man in white standing at the mountain gate said loudly: "Generals, today is Master Han. My fortieth birthday is a day that I celebrate with you all, but isn't it too rude for you to come in like this with a knife?"
Han Shuo's face suddenly darkened, and he took a few steps to stand behind Mei Chuqi. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Gao Liu blink his eyes, and after a slight pause in his voice, he heard someone on the mountain road shout: "In front of you! The road is blocked!”
Gao Liu smiled and made way for Gu Cheng and others to both sides.
A team of four horses came up the mountain road like a walk. The knights on the horses were tall and tall in silver armor and red clothes. The carriage guarding the middle had no sign, only a line of wind chimes hung on the purple-black carriage.
A faint smile appeared on Han Zong's face. That person came here not as an emperor, but as the head of the Ling family and his close friend and confidant.
"Who is here? Can he ride like this in front of the Han Mansion?!" Mei Chuqi glanced at the warm smiles on the faces of the Gao Liu people who had stepped aside, and shouted loudly.
All the people in front of the mountain gate were stunned. The faces of Gao Liu and others turned dark, while other civil servants who were blocked by the dispute at the door looked stiffly at the man they had been praising just now, like fools. young man.
Red clothes and silver armor are the only ones in Bianjing who can wear this kind of clothes, and only the Rakshasa Army who are now the Empress's Guards.
Are you stupid or intentional?
As if they did not hear his voice, the horse team stopped quietly in front of the mountain gate. The man riding beside the carriage lightly knocked on the door and said: "Master, we are here." After saying that, the red cloak fluttered in the wind. Yang, the man jumped off the horse, opened a clear oil paper umbrella, and waited quietly by the car door.
After a long while, the car door slowly opened, and a corner of dark red clothes was exposed, and then Shi Shiran got out of the car. A man wearing dark red clothes, with long satin-like hair hanging casually behind his head. Tied up, dark waves overflowed in the phoenix's eyes, and a smile filled the corners of his lips. In the flying snow in the sky, the wind god showed his unparalleled beauty.
Amid the sound of inhalation all around, the man turned around and stretched out his hand to help a woman down.
Suddenly a gust of mountain wind blew by, causing the snowflakes to scatter in all directions. Amidst the wind and snow, the woman was wearing a white fox fur, her hair was simply tied into a bunch at the back of her head, and she smiled slightly when she was chatting and joking with the person behind her. Yanyan, let the snowflakes fall on her face with a gentle look.
The man three feet behind her, one of the thin clothes fluttered into a beautiful afterimage in the falling snowflakes, and the other man in black clothes stood close, holding a clear oil paper umbrella in his hand, and hit the woman's head steadily. top of head.
Just like she did more than ten years ago, the woman walked over with a smile, as if more than ten years had passed... In the afterimage of that time, there were his happiest moments, the most respected general, and the invincible three. Ye, with her hearty laugh, even the snowflakes are floating in the air.
Li Yan regretted it...
"Why are you all standing at the door?" Ling Qingyu rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "They are all waiting here specially for me, right? Come in, it's a bit cold today."
After calling Mei Chuqi, Han Ju came out and said nothing. He just bowed deeply, then smiled apologetically at Gao Liu and the others, and said, "Aren't we all here waiting for you? Without a master, how could I, Han Ju, be here today?" Forty birthday?”
Ling Qingyu took the lead, and the group walked into the mountain gate with laughter.
After even the last knight in silver armor and red clothes entered the door, Mechuqi's feet gave out and he fell on the steps. His back was completely soaked with sweat, and a large amount of cold sweat was still gurgling on his forehead. That man! With just one glance, the murderous aura seemed to make his heart stop beating.
That is Rakshasa King Ye Shiyi...
That is the real king!