Chapter 120: Sisters in Southern Xinjiang

King Hangui looked at the food that was burned to black carbon, and his lips kept trembling. After a long time, he said hoarsely: "Who is this? Who is this?" The sound became louder and louder. He suddenly turned around and almost shouted: "Who did this do it! A group of people in gray, who are they?"

"I don't know, but I can guarantee that they are definitely not Han Chongdao's people. Although they only have more than 300 people, they are very powerful and can compete with thousands of us."

"More than 300 people!" King Hangui sneered, "You have thousands of people and the benefits of the city. They are almost killed by them. They are so embarrassed to say that they only have 300 people."

He pointed at the guard kneeling on the ground and almost roared with anger, "How did I tell you when I left, but what did you do? Now that the food is gone, how do you ask me to support the army!"

The more he spoke, he became more and more angry. He drew his sword and chopped off the guard general. The younger brother Han Rijin, who was standing behind him, hugged his brother, "Brother, it's just that the food is damaged, don't kill anyone!"

"Hmph!" King Hangui angrily took the sword back into the sheath, "Get out!" The guards and soldiers kneeling on the ground saw the Lord's public favor, and ran away with their heads in their arms.

King Hangui sighed and said to his brother: "Rijin, I regret not listening to you at the beginning. What should you do now? We only have 3,000 stones of food left in total, so how can we eat tens of thousands of soldiers?"

Han Rijin had a thin face and cold eyes. He was a strategist. On that day, he advised his brother to use heavy troops to protect food and grass. However, Han Guiwang believed that Han Chongdao had no power to fight back, so he did not listen to his advice, but instead concentrated his troops to attack the eastern city of Dian. Now something happened, but the appearance of this surprise soldier was beyond his expectations.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, "The only way to settle peace is to temporarily discuss peace, disband some soldiers, and then deal with them after summer harvest."

"Things can only be like this now," King Hangui looked regretful, and he was defeated, a pity!

At this time, a fast horse ran towards him. This was a messenger from the East City of Dian. He sent a letter of peace talk. After seeing it, King Hangui saw it, his eyes were full of surprise. He handed the letter to Han Rijin and said, "Nanzhao is here, he is willing to be a guarantee and ask me to go to the East City of Dian to negotiate peace talks."

He put down the letter, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "I want to go, I want to see which god has seized my way of retreat."

"I'll go too!" At some point, Ruyu quietly appeared behind him, and a sad expression appeared on her face, "My sister has become a widow, of course I want to go and see her."

Although there was still a little depression in the eastern city of Yunnan, vitality had begun to appear. The envoy from Nanzhao completely dispelled people's fear of war and gradually began to live a normal life.

On this day, Li Qing was so painful that he couldn't sleep. He got up from bed early. Since he arrived in Dongdong City five days ago, they were welcomed like heroes, but Li Qing was a little uncomfortable with the climate in southern Xinjiang and always had a little headache every morning.

Facing the early morning mist, he ran around in the morning and walked into the woods behind the house. There was a hot spring in the woods. The water temperature was about 40 degrees, which was very suitable for the human body. Since he discovered that there was a hot spring here, Li Qing developed the habit of bathing in the hot springs. He even had a little doubt that his headache was because he had too many hot springs. The hot springs were not big, and were covered by a grass pavilion. It was blasting white air, and the air was emitting a scent of sulfur. Li Qing came to the pavilion and seemed to find someone inside, and a young woman, kneeling on the ground to rinse her hair. Her clothes were thin, and the sun shining on her, revealing a soft and plump curve, just like a woman in a famous painting in the world.

Li Qing hesitated and stood aside and waited. The status of women here is much higher than that of Central Plains. Women can attend the banquet for guests, and many official positions are also held by women. Almost all housework and labor are carried out by women. Men seem to have only one task, fighting. Moreover, the relationship between men and women is not as taboo as that of Zhongyuan. It is somewhat like later generations. Young men and women can interact normally and naturally. If they like each other, they can form families. The elders do not interfere. However, the wedding is very cumbersome and they also require each other to be loyal after marriage.

"Ash! Master Li", his hair was tied up like a waterfall, revealing a white and red face, and his eyes were like a deep pool, and the joy of encounter was revealed. It was Awan. Her husband's death did not bring her much sadness. Five days after attending the funeral, Awan returned to her unmarried dress. Widows were not allowed here. The sparse population required women to have more children.

"morning!"

Li Qing felt relaxed in her heart. Seeing her bright smile, she was also happy that she could get rid of her husband's sorrow, "Why haven't you seen these days?"

Awan gently rubbed her hair dry with a thick scarf. She stood up. Her long black hair was like a waterfall, and her white robe decorated with silver silk made her tall and slender, like a budding flower in the morning of early spring. However, the purity also contained a mature woman's taste. Her plump lips were slightly pouted, as if they were naughty and coquettish. "You are not allowed to see outsiders within five days, but I will be free from today."

Speaking of freedom, Awan seemed to have become a different person. She swirled in front of Li Qing like a swallow, and her skirt floated up, revealing two white and tender legs. The silver bell-like laughter penetrated the mist, "I can attend the banquet tonight."

"You are the most beautiful now!" Li Qing blurted out.

"Is that true?" A Wan's face turned slightly red, she lowered her head embarrassedly, glanced at him gently, and sent a fascinating Qiubo.

Li Qing was infected by her happiness and smiled happily, "Yes! The peach blossoms and flowing water go wildly. This is your true character, and I don't like it either."

"Then I'll ask you to dance tonight, don't refuse." Awan's eyes were hot and she looked at him with expectations.

Li Qing didn't understand the meaning of dancing, so he smiled and nodded slightly.

Seeing that he agreed, Awan could no longer suppress her excitement. She smiled and pounced on him, hugged his neck, kissed him heavily, and ran to the path shyly, and her slim figure disappeared into the pink peach blossoms.

Li Qing was still standing there in a daze, with a soft feeling on his face still. After a long time, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, took off his clothes casually, and immersed himself in the hot spring in just a pair of shorts. The hot water made him soft all over, and he moaned comfortably, but his mind slowly appeared with his legs like white jade.

"Hey! When will you soak?"

In a daze, Li Qing was suddenly awakened. Ten feet away, a girl dressed in a maid was seen with her waist on her waist and staring at her impatiently. Behind her, there was a young woman standing, looking quite like Awan, but her eyes were frivolous and her eyes were not on him. Seeing Li Qing wake up, she chuckled and showed two rows of fine shells. "Are you the Han Dynasty Li Qing who sneaked into Anxi City?"

Seeing that there were clothes and utensils for bathing in the large basin under their feet, Li Qing immediately understood and apologized repeatedly: "Ah! I'm sorry, I'll let you do this."

He hurried out of the water, his thin shorts pressed against his skin, and his whole body seemed naked. Li Qing quickly found a thick cloth to surround his lower body, looking a little embarrassed, but the woman smiled in her eyes and stared at his masculine body. Seeing that his hair was still dry, he covered his lips with a sneering smile and said, "Mr. Li is a distinguished guest, so you can't neglect it. If you don't have any soaking well, you might as well continue. I'll wait a moment."

"Okay! Okay!" Li Qing put on his clothes randomly, and complained in his heart, "I never saw anyone taking a bath in the past, but today I'm fine, two at a time!"

Seeing this woman frivolous, he didn't like it, and didn't care about wearing socks, putting on her shoes and leaving. When passing by her, the woman stretched out her bright red fingers of her nails, as if she was trying to touch his arms, and laughed softly, "I am like jade, from Nanzhao."

Li Qing flashed away from her jade fingers, suddenly woke up, pointed at her and said, "You are Awan's sister." Didn't Piluoge have two daughters who married Dongdong Dian? So she is the one who married the son of Hangui Wang. Li Qing secretly looked at her. Although the two sisters looked like alike, their temperaments were different from one hundred and eight thousand miles. One was pure and lively, enthusiastic and loved by people, and this one seemed to be more explicit than Yang Huahua.

Ruyu saw that he knew his sister, but when she looked at her, she felt a little disgusted and she felt a little annoyed. She also knew that she could not compare with her sister, but men liked her body, and some people hated her for the first time. Ruyu shook her pretty face and turned to the hot spring. She didn't care whether Li Qing was leaving or not, nor did she need a curtain. She walked to the hot spring and took off her clothes gently, revealing her snow-white and plump celestial body. This was her habit, but when she turned around, she found that the man had already disappeared.

But just behind a big tree five feet away, there was a pair of turbid old eyes staring at her body in a daze, with a dirty expression, and there was no grief of losing her son.

Ruyu came to look for her sister after taking a bath. From the window, she could see her charming back. She was sitting on a chair, lowering her head and focusing on embroidering something. Her long eyelashes looked smart and her mouth was filled with a slight smile.

Ruyu waved her hand gently to the maid beside her and quietly leaned over her head. She saw her embroidering a picture of a general. The young general in the picture immediately stood on the hill, full of heroic posture, looking into the distance. He was wearing Tang army's armor, his golden helmet shining in the sun, his straight and high nose, and his clear contoured face slightly raised, showing that he was extremely confident and proud.

Ruyu was stunned. Although she had only seen each other once, she still recognized at a glance that the girl was embroidered by Li Qing, who had turned a blind eye to him in the morning. She even thought of him as a general of the Tang Dynasty. Ruyu's heart was sour and astringent. When she remembered his contempt for him, it turned out that he actually liked Awan in her heart. She stood up quietly, with a strong jealousy flashing in her eyes. When she walked to the door, she suddenly turned around and walked into her room.

She walked back to her room, and the curtains were pulled, making the room look dark and cold. Ruyu pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and smashed it hard on the ground. Her sister was given priority since childhood. Finally, she died of her husband, and she was secretly happy. Unexpectedly, what she liked was someone else, which made her pride fail, and her loss and jealousy gradually blinded her reason.

Suddenly, she felt her waist tightening and her arms hugged her from behind. She didn't have to think about who she was. She couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "You old ginger, I just washed my body, you're going to slap again. If you have the ability, you can go to the next door, and you will only bully me."

"You slutty woman, who told you that you are so easy to get started? The one next door, I don't want to spend that energy." King Hangui bit her earlobe. This was Ruyu's life gate, which was a long time to try. But today it seemed a little unfailed. King Hangui's words hurt her heart. She threw him away and said with a cold face: "Dadfather-in-law, please put the rules, I am your wife."

The King of Han Gui was surprised, as if he was looking at a new thing. He looked at her up and down, and suddenly he pounced and pressed her down on the bed. He struggled for only a few times, and Ruyu was lost in extreme excitement.

After a long time, King Hangui got up from her body and sneered, "Bitch is a bitch. Do you think you will become a saint if you put on a face?"

Ruyu was furious and jumped up to catch him, but he grabbed his wrist. King Hangui leaned on her face and smiled lewdly: "Although he is a bitch, no man doesn't like it."

"That may not be!"

Ruyu suddenly remembered Li Qing. The man who didn't care about him and her sister were savoring the taste of love she had never had before. Ruyu felt a jealousy in her heart and asked Han Guiwang in a low voice: "Are you men not lustful?"

When King Hangui heard his question childishly, he couldn't help but laugh, "Is there any cat in the world that is not fishy? It's just the difference between being able to control and being unable to control."

When he saw Ruyu as if he had realized something, he changed his mind and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"What I'm talking about is the Han man who took away your nest." Ruyu sighed and told King Hangui about what happened in the morning, but he saved the passage of his sister's embroidery painting just now.

While listening, King Hangui looked down at her, thinking about the burned granary, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes and said with a grim smile: "I can teach you a way to reveal his true form."

"What method?" Ruyu was so energetic, "Tell me quickly!" As long as she could ruin her sister's happiness, she was willing to do anything.

King Hangui smiled sinisterly and leaned in her ear and whispered: "Have you forgotten what your mother gave you?" The voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible.

Awan embroidered the last stroke in his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. She looked around and felt that his nose was not very satisfied. "Yeah! I understand, he is actually not proud." She smiled to herself, "Don't care! I just like him to be proud."

She looked at his portrait like a girl, holding her cheeks and staring at her pretty face with a faint blush, and a look of intoxication appeared in her eyes, "Don't you really know what I meant to ask him to dance, so she agreed casually."
Chapter completed!