Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince Chapter 46: The joy of the boudoir

Yang Ling stood in the yard, brushing his teeth with green salt and melon flesh, he sighed, there was still a smell of alcohol in his mouth, and his head was a bit drunk. Tonight, Youniang didn't let him drink medicinal wine, but just bought the homemade sorghum from a small liquor store in the county, so he drank a few more glasses.

　　 In the evening, Youniang dipped wild vegetables and stewed a little chicken. Lian'er was invited to come over for a meal. I sent her back to the room before it got dark. I haven't come back yet. I don't know what the two of them are talking about. Yang Ling doesn't bother to bother.

　　When I keep breaking, I’m subject to chaos, I can’t tell anyone the truth about myself, I can’t tell Ma Lian'er a lie that will die within two years, if I let Han Youniang know it, I’ll be dead. .

　　Yang Ling was thinking, Han Youniang walked into the courtyard, Yang Ling had salt foam in her mouth, and nodded to her: "Sent back to someone?"

　　 "Hmm!" Han Youniang agreed, and walked to Yang Ling, not going into the house. Yang Ling rinsed her mouth and saw her standing next to her, her unconcealed face clearly said something to say, she couldn't help but smile, squeezed her nose, and said, "What are you doing here? , Go back to the house".

　　Yang Ling plugged in the door, sat in the hall, and reached out to touch the teapot. The careful Youniang did not know when he had built a pot of tea for him, and now it was warm and ready to drink. The chair against the wall is a heated sandwich wall that is uniformly burned by the post office. The wall is warm, and the room is warm.

　　 glanced at him in a blink of an eye, Han Youniang had a pair of slender fingers intertwined and kinked in a panic, and turned around aimlessly twice in the room, peeking at him like he wanted to talk and stopped, Yang Ling saw it was interesting and thought : "Youniang has never shown such an embarrassed expression. What is so difficult to say? Ah, yes, I heard my father-in-law said that he was raising money and wanted to say a wife to Han Wei. Is it necessary to borrow money?"

　　 When dozens of Yang clan members were here to eat or drink, she did not hesitate to buy food and clothing for them, and she was worried that she would blame her for not taking good care of the Yang Family people, so she borrowed money from her mother’s family. It's embarrassing enough.

　　Yang Ling couldn't bear her embarrassment any more, and took the initiative: "Youniang, do you have something to say?"

　　 "Huh?" Han Youniang shook his body and shook his head in a panic: "Yes, oh, no, um...is the tea cold? I'll go boil some more water."

　　 Yang Ling chuckled and said, "You, is it because your eldest brother is short of money to marry a wife? I heard that he and the girl Zhang who fled into the city together are very good. Zhang Luo's marriage is short of money, right? You don’t need to ask me about the matter. You are in charge of our family.

　　 "No!" Han Youniang pouted, sat down on the side chair, and gave him a charmingly white look: "It's not for my family's business, Dad said, brother If you want to marry a daughter-in-law, you have to earn money to marry yourself. husband has done a job for father and two brothers, and they are very grateful.”

　　 "Look at what you said", Yang Ling smiled eloquently: "I should be grateful to my father-in-law for giving me such a lovely and gentle daughter-in-law, and I have to be grateful that my eldest brother and my second brother gave birth to me earlier than you, otherwise it will be your turn Are we so good? Are you my little daughter-in-law?"

　　Yang Ling saw her cute appearance, couldn't help the evil fire rising, but forgot what he wanted to ask, he happily leaned over and took Youniang's fragrant shoulder, and kissed her on the cheek.

　　 Han Youniang shyly shy away from his shoulders, and pulled the long tone to whistle: "Shang...gong..., it smells like a big drink."

　　 "Wow, I think there is a smell of alcohol in husband's mouth. I want to enforce the family law and tell you to go to the yard with a naked ass.", Yang Ling borrowed wine and pretended to be crazy. I wonder if it was teased by Youniang. It's medium fever, and for a while, I can't help but use Youniang's crisp **** and hips.

　　 Han Youniang was so ashamed that he weakened his body, twisted his body to avoid his assault, and said carefully: "Fuck you, how can you... punish your own wife like this?"

　　 She lightly beat Yang Ling me in embarrassment, her eyes flashed, and she fantasized that if husband really punished herself like this... She was flushed with her bold thoughts for a while, and she covered it. Face, stomped and twisted shoulders: "husband is all nonsense, so shameful...".

　　The kind of daughter who looked at Yang Ling's bones lightly, really wished to immediately put Youniang on the spot, he took a breath, picked up Youniang's light body, put it on his lap, and kissed her lightly on the cheek. He took the initiative to turn back to the topic and said: "Okay, husband is no more trouble, tell me, what do you want to say to husband?"

　　Han Youniang glanced at him with a shy smile, and said playfully: "husband is going to enforce the family law. People will forget when they are afraid."

　　Yang Ling, seeing her smile flushed with flushed cheeks, her beautiful eyes flowed, her coquettish expression was quite charming, and the **** that had just been suppressed turned up again, and her lower body was as hard as iron.

　　Han Youniang Grid smiled and teased husband, the delicate round buttocks moved slightly, and suddenly she touched something hard, she was startled first, and then like a rabbit hit by an arrow, all of a sudden Jumped up from Yang Ling's arms, covered her face like Xia with both hands, stammered: "husband, you...you...me...me. ...., Youniang won't tease...I won't tease you anymore".

　　 Yang Ling gave a wry smile. He felt his nose was stuffy, as if he was about to have a nosebleed. He drank the cold tea and coughed twice, and said with a polite appearance: "Little girl, Then let’s talk about it, what are you going to tell me?"

　　Han Youniang opened his fingers and took a sneak peek at Yang Ling, then slowly lowered his hand, and said shyly: "husband, I...I know Lian'er likes husband very much, Youniang thinks... .... If husband agrees, I'll talk to sister Lian'er the next day, let's... let's pick her up, husband has outstanding character, the subordinate husband in the world is the best, we are not insulted To others".

　　Yang Ling's face changed, frowning and said: "Who did you listen to? Did... Mancang (full warehouse) said it?"

　　Han Youniang squeaked and said: "husband, Youniang have already...have heard people say that the women's festival is important. I heard that Brother Ma is leaving with the Southern Army, and sister Lian'er has not It’s not appropriate to live here without a name. Seeing that the seven-seventh period is about to pass, if you don’t let people pass the house now, it will have to wait for three years. If you agree, let’s give her a name first. , It’s okay even if the formal closing is late.”

　　 In ancient times, when parents passed away, filial piety was emphasized for children. According to the system, filial piety should be kept for three years. However, there are several situations that can be worked around, and the ancients were not so rigid. For example, Ma Ang’s military, as an important member of the imperial court, out of state needs, the monarch came forward to retain them, which is called "sentimental".

　　 In the folks, there is also a situation in which marriages are allowed within seven or seventy-nine days of the death of their parents. The folks call it "Chongxi". As the saying goes, "Thousands of coffins go out of the door, and their family is prosperous." It means that the death of the deceased will bring more lives to the family, many children and grandchildren, and the incense will last forever. That is not unfilial.

　　Yang Ling looked at Youniang for a long while, her clear eyes had a hint of grievance, a hint of jealousy, but it was more of Ma Lian'er's worry and unconditional trust in him.

　　Yang Ling shook his head slowly, and said: "Others are talking nonsense, don’t follow along. I have checked. Every April, there will be some skin dealers going to the south through **** crowing, and I will arrange them to take care of them. Just let Young Lady Ma help the coffin go south and return to his hometown."

　　Han Youniang blinked, and said in a puzzled manner: "But...you and her...".

　　 lightly pecked her cherry lips, blocking the words under her, and then Yang Ling slipped to her ear and said softly: "Between me and her, it’s not as complicated as you think, obediently, for a long time. Naturally, no one will mention it again, and Young Lady Lian'er will not think about it anymore, understand?"

　　 "Oh!" Han Youniang closed his mouth obediently. Although I don't quite understand what husband is saying, the brows are lightened and joyous. I want to be ridged but I can look at Shu. What's more unhappy?

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　　 Yang Ling was lying on the bed, with his head resting on his hands, closed his eyes and contemplated: Youniang also knows about himself and Ma Lian'er. It seems that many people know about it. However, when Ma Lian'er returned to Jinling to support the coffin, everything disappeared naturally. From now on, no matter how infatuated the girls are on separate sides, there is no substantial development between the two. Will she still remember herself?

　　 Presumably after a year or a half, she will let go of this relationship and start life again. Yang Ling believes this. He hasn't been so narcissistic that he thinks that if a woman likes him, he will never hesitate. He will never forget it. He is just an ordinary man without that kind of charm.

　　 Itchy cheeks, Yang Ling opened her eyes and saw Youniang sitting next to her, looking at herself tenderly~IndoMTL.com~Her long hair is a little wet and it touches the cool face, little girl Just took a bath and bidet.

　　 The pure and beautiful face in the hair, still with the ruddy after the bath, fluffy eyelashes, wet eyes, indescribably moving, the troubles and thoughts in Yang Ling's heart suddenly disappeared, he sighed After taking a sigh of relief, she began to wonder how to break the deadlock. Such a lively little Nizi was placed in front of her. She couldn't eat, but she was about to be ill.

　　Han Youniang doesn't know what's wrong, his face is full of joy, and there is unspeakable coquettishness, it seems... and a flattering smile, Yang Ling blinks, suspecting it is an illusion.

　　 She is in a short dress, lying on the kang, snuggling next to Yang Ling, pulling her hair to the front and combing, and smilingly, she starts to chat with him: "husband, today, my sister Lian'er and I went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables. I saw an old locust tree that was hundreds of years old and caught fire by Chunlei two days ago."

　　 Her body is petite and moving, her **** inadvertently turned to Yang Ling's elbows soft, smelling the fresh virgin fragrance of her body, Yang Ling's lower body that had just cooled down began to produce an irresistible transformation and expansion reaction.

　　Han Youniang’s delicate carcass came closer to him, with his face pressed to his chest, and he was telling the story enthusiastically: "I heard the uncle living in the mountain say that it is because the old locust tree is about to become refined, and Thor is angry. Yes. People were really half-believing before, but husband is also a person who has seen a fairy, I dare not believe it, I took sister Lian'er and walked away. husband, if the old tree can't die, it can really become a fairy Right?"

　　 "Girl, the old locust tree has changed. I don't know. I don't know. I only know that you are about to become a fairy. And I...I've prepared for the first level of the world cannon, you know? Little Fairy!" Yang Ling thought through gritted teeth.