Chapter 9 You are clearly trying to take advantage
He Fang went up to the carriage, but he was not with Diriya.
He was driving outside the carriage, while Diriyah and Qingwen were sitting inside the carriage.
He sighed softly, feeling that eunuchs really did rough work.
"Keep going forward and stop when you see Huawei Zhai!" Di Erya's clear voice came from the carriage.
"yes!"
Although He Fang is far away from Dilya, he can finally raise his head!
The moment he just raised his head, he felt that his neck was sore and a little itchy. The long-lost feeling of raising his head made him a little intoxicated.
There are three horses pulling the cart, all of them are red sweat horses. I don’t know if they are purebreds.
He picked up the whip, regarded the sweaty horse's butt as Diriya's butt, and hit it with a whip!
Snapped!
The sweaty horse neighed loudly and ran quickly.
There were two more snaps, and the remaining two sweat horses also started running.
The strong wind blew past my face in waves, and the trees on both sides retreated rapidly. My head was cool and my heart was flying!
Even so, Diriya was still not satisfied, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"
"Yes!" He Fang thought to himself, Di Erya is indeed a female military general, and her requirements for speed are very high!
He raised the whip high and hit the bloody horse hard on the butt!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The pain caused the sweaty horse to run wildly, and the carriage bumped more and more.
The trees on both sides of the street could no longer be seen clearly, and the oncoming wind was blowing against his face like a knife.
"Little Fangfang! Just keep it at this speed! Keep it up!" Dilya's voice in the carriage was cheerful.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the little one will definitely maintain this speed!"
He Fang waved his whip and continued to beat the sweaty horse. The sweaty horse ran harder, keeping the speed within the range that Dilya was satisfied with...
Following Di Erya's instructions, He Fang finally stopped the carriage at the downstairs of Huawei Zhai.
Four red lanterns hung on the upper floor of Huawei Zhai, illuminating half of the street. It was bustling with people upstairs and downstairs.
After Dilya stepped out of the carriage, He Fang quickly lowered his head and silently looked at the road under his feet.
Under the leadership of Di Erya, he and Qingwen entered the Aftertaste Studio together.
When the shopkeeper saw Dilya coming, he immediately stood up from his seat and bowed to say, "Welcome to your Highness the Princess!"
Not only that, the customers in the store and the waiters all turned to look at Dilya and said hello respectfully, "Welcome to your Highness the Princess!"
"Pingshen." Dilya replied lightly, and then walked towards the stairs.
She is a distinguished guest here, and the private room on the third floor belongs to her alone. No matter whether the business in the store is good or bad, there will be no other people in that private room!
He Fang followed Di Erya to the private room and found that the floor pattern here was very exquisite!
This is a picture of spring scenery in the palace. There is an exquisite palace, a warm spring breeze, and a concubine whose skirt is lifted up by the spring breeze...
Gudong.
He Fang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, feeling restless inside.
"Sit down!" Dilya said in a lukewarm tone, and at the same time ordered the waiter to serve the food.
This is a square table, with three people sitting on each side, leaving the remaining side open to the air.
He Fang just looked down at the floor, now he looks down at the table, feeling a little aggrieved.
Soon, the dishes arrived, including roasted whole lamb, roasted mountain deer, green leeks...
"What a good tonic. It's a pity that you are a eunuch..." Diriyah's tone was somewhat resentful, and her expression was unknown.
"It's a pity. If you eat these things, you will work faster!" He Fang replied immediately, his reaction and speaking speed were very fast.
"Oh? Then I would like to see your performance tonight." Diriyah's tone was somewhat meaningful.
"Young lady will definitely not disappoint Her Royal Highness the Princess!" He Fang's voice was sonorous and powerful.
What Diriyah just said made him think wrongly. Maybe Diriyah really meant that?
After eating this meal, He Fang felt hot all over and full of energy. He really wanted to find a woman to vent his anger!
My regret is that I didn't see Diriyah's face.
Not only that, he didn't dare to look up at Qingwen's face, for fear that he would see Diriyah's face in the process and cause his eyes to goug out.
Now he has basically forgotten what Qingwen looked like, he only remembers Qingwen's waves that are about to come out...
After finishing the meal, there was still a lot of food left on the table. Qingwen took out the box she had prepared in advance and started packing it quickly.
"Xiao Fangfang, please try your best, your food is terrible." Dilya's tone was lukewarm, but she still cared about He Fang. After all, He Fang helped her out, and there was still room for use.
.
"Thank you, Your Highness, Princess!" He Fang hurriedly packed up the meat and left with Dilya.
Just like when they arrived, Dilya and Qingwen were sitting in the carriage, and he was sitting outside driving the horse.
"Little Fangfang? Hurry up! Hurry up..." Dilya's crisp voice kept coming from inside the carriage, disturbing He Fang's heart.
Returning to the gate of Cining Hall, the three of them slowly got out of the car.
After a bumpy ride, Dilya and Qingwen's clothes were a little messy.
Especially Qingwen, her clothes don't feel like they are worn on her body, but like they are hanging on her body.
It's a pity that I can't see it anywhere...
"Wenwen, arrange a private room for little Fangfang, and give him a few poems and songs so that he can prepare well for the battle!" Di'erya said seriously, with a solemn expression.
Qingwen nodded in agreement.
"Xiao Fangfang, you must study hard these days, and you must outshine the second sister next time!" Dilya said firmly.
He Fang nodded in agreement and said nothing.
After giving the instructions, Diriyah left, waving her sleeves and not taking away a single cloud.
He Fangze followed Qingwen to her new home.
Now that he could raise his head again, he discovered for the first time that it was a pleasure to stand up and raise his head.
Soon, he saw Qingwen's face.
Childlike face with huge... eyes.
Her big, watery eyes were flashing constantly, looking innocent and innocent.
Her baby-fat cheeks are so swollen that people can’t help but want to pinch them.
The eyes are big, the face is big, but the mouth is small. I don’t know how hard it is to eat...
These were not the focus of his attention. His eyes continued to move downwards, and finally he saw a figure that could burst through his shoulder gown at any time.
Before she could take a closer look, Qingwen twisted her hips and walked away, "Xiao Fangzi, follow me."
He Fang followed Qingwen closely, watching Qingwen's twitching buttocks, he felt a war between heaven and man in his heart!
Because his attention was all on Qingwen's butt, he naturally didn't pay attention to the road ahead.
They all reached the door, Qingwen stopped, but he was still looking and walking forward.
The next second, he bumped into Qingwen's back. Qingwen's body was squeezed against the door and deformed slightly.
"Oh, what are you doing!" Qingwen turned around with an angry look, her eyes widened, staring at where she was.
"I want to enter my new home so much, I'm a little anxious." He Fanggan smiled and scratched his head.
"Hmph! You clearly want to take advantage of me! I'm ignoring you! I won't open the door for you! I won't even give you the key! You can figure it out yourself!" Qingwen pouted as she breathed rapidly and her chest heaved.
