Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The bed in Cu'en Hall is not the kind of big bed in the main hall's bedroom, it looks like a folk wooden bed, and the size is not big. However, many fine patterns were carved and painted on the wood above. Guo Shao didn't take a closer look at the patterns, but at first glance, they looked very high-end. Everywhere in the imperial city was exquisite, and he really didn't have the time to think about them one by one.

Guo Shao lay down wearing a thin layer of obscene clothes. There is a book of "Historical Records" next to the pillow.

Dong Sanmei folded his coat neatly and put it on the bedside cabinet. She carefully and cautiously put Guo Shao's shoes on the bedside. Seeing her appearance, Guo Shao secretly thought it was funny, even though she was so serious, she still didn’t know much; according to the attention of high-ranking officials at this time, shoes should not be placed in front of the bed when sleeping, they should either be a little messy, or placed a little further away... Maybe it’s because the shoes are placed like this, and the person on the bed seems to be holding a dead body, which is unlucky. However, Guo Shao is also a person who has come through hard times, so he doesn't care about these things at all, so he didn't say anything.

Dong Sanmei stood beside the bed, bent down, and lay down on the bed to get the quilt inside, and shook it loose so that it could be covered by Guo Shao. At this time, Guo Shao discovered that her body already had the characteristics of a woman. He moved his eyes away from the increasingly rounded area behind Dong Sanmei, and found that her front was also bulging when she lay on her stomach to make the quilt. This girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is indeed developing her body.

"Yulian asked you to come and serve me?" Guo Shao asked casually.

Dong Sanmei nervously replied: "Yes."

Guo Shao nodded his head, he understood it clearly.

She went on with her work, putting up the bed net. There are two layers in total, first is a layer of semi-transparent tulle silk to keep out mosquitoes; then there is a thicker layer of purple silk on the outside, it is for sex.

For a while, Guo Shao was in a relatively closed and narrow space, but he didn't feel oppressed, because sleeping in such an environment gave him a sense of security; on the contrary, he was not very used to the empty feeling of sleeping in the palace.

The light also became dim. The candlelight in the room was originally bright, but it was blocked by the purple curtains, and the light on the bed became hazy. Dong Sanmei was still standing inside the bed tent, she looked even more nervous, a little overwhelmed, with her head down and her face flushed.

Guo Shao glanced at her, and he understood in his heart: Yulian asked her to come to bed!

If it’s just a matter of love between men and women, Guo Shao really doesn’t like little girls very much... Shui Ling is actually Shui Ling, which is very cute; but Guo Shao thinks that little girls don’t have much demand for that, and they can’t bear it, so it’s really hard to have fun. Moreover, they will make Guo Shao feel like he has plundered something from the little lady, and he feels a bit evil. According to Guo Shao's psychology, he can't help but feel that he should compensate others.

At this moment, Sanmei Dong might have sensed Guo Shao's passivity, so she said aggrievedly, "Ah Lang, am I not pretty enough?"

"Who said that?" Guo Shao immediately responded, "Third Sister is getting|more and more beautiful."

Dong Sanmei whispered: "I know that Alang is a nice person, and he always comforts me with nice words."

"No, I'm just telling the truth." Guo Shao looked at her, this little girl really looks good. When I met her a few years ago, she was a skinny and pitiful little girl, but she had enough food, warm clothes, and a good environment in the Guo Mansion. After a few years, her body developed very well, and her face and bones were naturally not crooked; Guo Shao thought of the budding flowers that had just grown out of the water, and was overwhelmed by the feeling of being shy in the cool breeze, showing their beauty to the world for the first time. He couldn't help being fond of it.

Dong Sanmei said again: "I know I don't understand anything, and I don't know much, so it's useless to A Lang..."

Guo Shao said kindly: "Everyone is useful. Without you, who will take care of my basic necessities? If I do everything, I won't be exhausted."

"Ah Lang..." Sanmei Dong blushed.

"Huh?" Guo Shao turned to look at her. She gritted her teeth, clenched her small fists tightly, and after a while tremblingly said: "Let me sleep with you!" Her sparkling eyes turned, watery as if she was about to cry, "I have nothing, I want to give my body...a body that no one else has seen, to A Lang..."

Guo Shao was stunned there.

Sanmei Dong asked nervously, "Does Ah Lang still dislike him?"

Guo Shao shook his head hastily, and said simply: "Take off your shoes and sleep next to me."

Dong Sanmei heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, buried her head in shame, she dared not look at him, and took off her shoes and socks.

Guo Shao thought to himself, he once thought about letting Sanmei Dong marry a good family to live her life, but now she can't... What's the matter with an emperor marrying a court lady, or accepting a court lady as a righteous sister? It's just ridiculous.

Dong Sanmei is destined to stay in the palace for the rest of her life, it seems that touching her is not a bad thing.

She had already gone to bed, and was lying beside her stiffly and nervously. Guo Shao turned over, and with a hint of guilt, he stretched out his big rough hands to the teenage girl next to him. He put his hand on Dong Sanmei's face, and her small body trembled slightly.

Guo Shao couldn't help stroking her face and her hair gently, and put his thumb on Dong Sanmei's cute and small lips to caress. The thumb accidentally pressed into her mouth and touched the tip of her tongue.

Seeing that she was still nervous, Guo Shao smiled and said, "Do my fingers smell?"

Dong Sanmei whispered honestly: "It's a bit salty."

Guo Shao said: "It's a bit hot, I might sweat a little after taking a bath..." He comforted me gently: "Relax, don't be afraid, I will be very light." After that, he himself became a little nervous, and looked down at Dong Sanmei's neck and collar. It was Guo Shao's first time to untie the breasts of a teenage girl, see her innocent body that had never been desecrated before, and feel her shyness and novelty. His inner feelings are more complicated, not only guilt, but also excitement.

The purple curtain made the light inside rather dim, and the hazy light that came in was very soft. Warm colors warm up all the scenery, a subtle emotion and passion hidden in this obscurity, low and ambiguous.

...

In the Duke of Qin's mansion, Meng Chang paced back and forth in Mrs. Huarui's room, but his face was full of worries. Mrs. Huarui sat in front of the dressing table, looking at him with a little amused expression.

Meng Chang said: "The other day you wore such revealing clothes, did you want to seduce Blacksmith Guo?"

"Where did I show it?" Mrs. Huarui said calmly, "I just showed my face and neck, who wants to cover it up? I even have my hands in my sleeves."

Meng Chang said: "Don't think I don't know, your collar is too wide, you can see everything when you bend over!"

Mrs. Huarui said: "That kind of dress looks like that. I don't want to wear such a flowery, red and purple dress. What can I do? Ah Lang is really strange, why is it so easy to get jealous all of a sudden?"

Meng Chang frowned and said, "My country is ruined and my family is ruined. This duke of Qin is a prisoner! If Blacksmith Guo misses you, wouldn't he kill Laozi and bring you into the palace?"

Mrs. Huarui felt that Meng Chang's mind seemed to have cleared up a lot after quitting the alchemy elixir, and she could think of such a small matter... But she thought about it, if Guo Shao wanted to kill Meng Chang, he would have killed him earlier, and would not have waited until now; Meng Chang was indeed a little scared, too worried.

She said: "You are too scared... Besides, you are so worried, why are you talking about a blacksmith? That is the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty! There are so many people from the Zhou court in this courtyard, if someone listens to it, it is a crime of disrespect. Instead of being so timid and worried, it is better to pay attention to your words."

After hearing this, Meng Chang snorted, looked Mrs. Huarui up and down, and said, "No wonder I was fascinated by you back then, you are indeed attractive to men."

Madam Huarui was also a little annoyed, and said, "Are you thinking that my clothes, words and deeds are inappropriate, and that I am attracting bees and butterflies?"

Meng Chang frowned and looked at her, then shook his head: "I don't know why."

Mrs. Huarui had a smile on her lips, and she didn't say much.

Her dress is not gorgeous, her face is just delicately groomed, with only a little light powder, which looks very elegant and white; the clothes she wears are also the most common pattern and skirt style, even a little plain, but they are very carefully cut, without revealing the flesh, but carefully highlighting the important parts more clearly.

Mrs. Huarui was born as a singing girl, but she knows how to please high-ranking people better than ordinary singing girls... If she dresses up too brightly, it will be easier to attract attention, but a man of status will feel that the smell is too heavy, and then subconsciously guard against dirty; But Mrs. Huarui will decorate herself with jewelry. If it is too plain, it will make people feel aloof and ignorant of fireworks, and they will feel respectful and far away. So those jewels, gold and jade can give her a woman's breath.

Ordinary women don't understand these things, let alone a careless man like Meng Chang. Of course he doesn't understand.

Meng Chang looked at Mrs. Huarui, his eyes changed a little. But Mrs. Huarui knew that he would not dare to act recklessly. Now Meng Chang's situation and thoughts are very complicated. On the one hand, he feels that Mrs. Huarui belongs to him, which was originally a fancy name he gave to him;

Now she feels that she is equal to Meng Chang, and even overwhelms him. She is no longer a plaything at his mercy.

Sure enough, Meng Chang sighed "Oh", without any excessive action, he flicked his sleeves a little unhappy, turned around and left.

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