The light in the room was a little dim, the candles on the candlesticks gave off an orange glow, there was some moisture in the air, and there was a faint fragrance.
"This slave has met Duke Yue..."
There was a charcoal basin burning in the tent, which was very warm, but could not dissipate the moisture. Several Silla maids were wearing thin white gauze skirts. They were surprised when they saw someone coming in. When they saw it was Fang Jun,
Quickly bend your knees and bow, and salute respectfully.
For these Silla people who were attached to the Tang Dynasty, Fang Jun was their biggest supporter, and he was also allowed to set foot on the Queen's bed...
Fang Jun said "Hmm", walked in, looked around, and asked curiously: "Where is your Majesty?"
Behind a screen, there was a slight sound of water rushing.
Fang Jun's ears twitched and he waved to the maids.
The maids understood this and did not dare to hesitate for a moment. They filed out with their heads lowered and took small steps, then turned around and closed the tent door...
Fang Jun raised his feet and walked behind the screen.
A small and sweet voice sounded in panic: "You, you, you, don't come over yet..."
Fang Jun's lips curled up and he kept walking: "I'm here to take a bath for Your Majesty."
While he was talking, he had already arrived behind the screen. A bathtub was placed there, and among the mist of water, a pure white body was hidden under the water. The light was dim and somewhat hazy. A beautiful and charming face on the water was covered with blush.
The wet black hair all over her head spread out on her round and white shoulders, half blocking her delicate collarbone.
Kinderman crossed his arms, feeling extremely embarrassed, and said quickly: "You go out first, and I'll change my clothes first."
Although the two of them had flirted with each other countless times, she had a strict temperament and it was still difficult to accept such a naked and sincere relationship, especially the man's eyes, which were as bright as electricity and seemed to be able to penetrate the water in the bathtub and capture her.
Her beautiful body can be seen at a glance.
Fang Jun smiled, undressing and taking off his belt, and said jokingly: "We are an old married couple, why are we so shy? Let me serve your Majesty today and show my loyalty."
Kinderman was at a loss. He made a sound and said angrily: "Where can I find a minister like you? This is so audacious and rebellious! Go away quickly... Oops!"
There was a "pop", but Fang Jun had already jumped into the bucket, and water splashed on Kinderman's face. When he subconsciously exclaimed and closed his eyes, he had already been hugged into his broad and strong chest.
As the water rippled, the ship had already entered the harbor.
…
I don't know when, a light rain started to fall outside the tent, and it hit the tent, making a thin and dense tapping sound.
The maids changed the water in the bathtub again, and with a blushing face, they served the two of them to take a bath again, made tea and prepared cakes, and then they all left.
Fang Jun sat at the table, ate two pieces of pastry to replenish the lost energy, and sipped tea. He was very leisurely. He couldn't help but think of the comfortable relaxation of smoking an "after-event cigarette" in his previous life, and he felt a little nostalgic...
On the soft couch, Kinderman was draped in a thin white robe with a loose collar and ravines looming. At the hem, two white python-like long legs were curled up and sitting under her hips. Under the lamp beads, her jade face was beautiful and white.
His cheeks were rosy and shiny.
Her Majesty the Queen was so lazy that her desperate counterattack had almost exhausted all her energy. Until now, her heart was still pounding, and she said softly: "The situation in the East Palace is in danger now. You, the commander of the army, don't want to think about what to do for you."
You are loyal to the country, but why do you want to come here to harm the women of the people?"
Fang Jun took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "How can the majestic Queen of Silla be called a daughter of the people? Your Majesty is so humble."
Kinderman frowned his slender eyebrows, sighed, and said quietly: "The king of a subjugated country is like a bereaved dog. In the end, he is not the plaything of you, the powerful people of the Tang Dynasty? He is worse than the daughter of the people."
This is half true and half false.
Half of them are pretending to be coquettish and taking the opportunity to act coquettishly, hoping that the powerful man of the Tang Dynasty who has entered the palace will take pity on him, and the other half is full of sadness. The king of a dignified country can only be imprisoned in Chang'an after embracing the Tang Dynasty, and he is not allowed to do so like a canary.
Freedom, how can he express the anger and loss in his heart in just two sentences of complaint?
Moreover, she was in Chang'an and had no freedom at all. It was not easy for her to meet a sympathetic person like Fang Jun to protect her. Once the East Palace fell, Fang Jun would be unlucky. Then she would either die in the rebel army or become a prisoner.
The plaything of the Long nobles.
People are at the end of the world, and they can’t help themselves, so they feel miserable and uneasy...
"Ah!"
Fang Jun chuckled lightly, drank the tea in the cup, stood up and came to the couch, put his hands on the woman's side, looked down at this dignified and beautiful face, and teased: "It's not me who is in love with women, but it's you.
My sister couldn't bear to see you sleeping alone on a cold night, so she ordered her husband to come and comfort her and do her best."
This is really not nonsense. He doesn't believe that Jin Shengman said "my sister doesn't know how to play mahjong" just casually. That girl is really good at it.
"You damn girl is lawless and extremely ridiculous!"
Kinderman's face was red, and he stretched out his jade-white palms to press against the man's chest, which was getting lower and lower, and pursed his lips in shame and annoyance.
Where can a younger sister push her man into her sister's room?
It’s okay to do some things secretly, but never put them on the table...
Fang Jun stretched out his hand to wrap around Yingying's small waist, turned her over, and then leaned on her body. He whispered into her crystal ear: "What bad thoughts can my sister have? I just feel sorry for my sister."
…
The soft couch swayed gently, like a boat floating in the water.
…
At the end of Yinshi, the patter of spring rain outside the tent stopped, and the interior of the tent became quiet.
The maids came in to clean the two of them, and helped Fang Jun put on his clothes and armor. Kinderman had already exhausted all his energy, and his black hair was spread on the pillow, his face was demure, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing Fang Jun's upright figure walking out of the tent, all the maids breathed a sigh of relief. They turned back to look at Her Majesty the Queen, who was sleeping soundly. They couldn't help but secretly gasped. Last night, the Yue Duke fought fiercely, and the battle was very fierce.
I really don’t know how Her Majesty the Queen got through this...
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The sky is still dark and the air is moist and cold after the rain.
Fang Jun had not slept all night, but he was full of energy at this moment. He led his soldiers to patrol around the perimeter of the military camp, inspecting the open posts and hidden sentries. When he saw that all the soldiers were energetic and unyielding, he praised a few words with satisfaction.
Then he went straight to the Xuanwu Gate, called for the city gate to be opened, and entered the palace to see the prince.
When entering the city, he happened to meet Zhang Shigui. Fang Jun came forward to greet him, and the latter took him to the Xuanwu Gate.
At this moment, the sky is slightly brighter. Looking down from the city tower, you can see the vast sky. The guard camps on the left and right of the city stretch for several miles, and the soldiers walk through them. Looking far into the distance, you can see the majestic city wall of the Daming Palace to the west, and the distant mountains to the north.
Dragon, continuous ups and downs.
Zhang Shigui asked: "Have you had breakfast?"
Fang Jun returned to the table from the window and sat down. He shook his head and said, "No, I was thinking of entering the palace to see His Highness."
Zhang Shigui nodded: "That's just right."
After a while, the soldiers brought the food, placed it on the table, and placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of the two of them.
The meal was very simple, consisting of white porridge and side dishes, which was refreshing and delicious. Fang Jun, who had worked hard last night, drank three bowls of white porridge, two steamed buns, and cleaned several plates of side dishes before he burped.
Zhang Shigui asked someone to take away the dishes and make a pot of tea. The two of them moved to the window and sat down, feeling the cool wind blowing from the window and the warm tea.
Zhang Shigui said with a smile: "I really envy young people of your age. Everything you eat tastes delicious. However, when you are young, you must know how to maintain your health. The most important thing is to avoid overeating. Each meal should be seven to seven times full. When you are hungry, eat a few more meals. Only in this way can you recover."
Good body. When you reach my age, you will understand that fame, fortune, glory and wealth are all dispensable. Only a good body is the most real thing."
"The younger generation will be taught."
Fang Junshen agrees. In fact, he also pays great attention to health care. After all, the medical level in this era is too low. A cold can sometimes kill someone, let alone those chronic diseases? Once the body is in trouble, even if there is no
Even if you had registered early, you would still have to suffer day and night, and life would be worse than death.
It's just that I worked too hard last night and my stomach was empty, so I couldn't help but eat more...
Zhang Shigui was very pleased and motioned to Fang Jun to drink tea.
What he likes most is that Fang Jun can listen to his opinions. He doesn't have the arrogance of being a young man or a high-ranking official. Generally, as long as the opinions are correct, he can always humbly accept them without any embarrassment.
As a result, there were rumors outside that this man was unruly, arrogant and arrogant. The rumors were really going too far...
Fang Jun took a sip of tea, looked up at Zhang Shigui, and said with a smile: "If you have something to do, you might as well say it directly. I am impatient, so it is really uncomfortable to go around like this."
Zhang Shigui smiled, nodded and said: "Since Erlang is so straightforward, I will speak frankly."
He looked into Fang Jun's eyes and asked slowly: "Everyone knows that peace talks are the best way out for the East Palace. But the current predicament can be solved in one fell swoop. Even if we have to endure the rebels continuing to live in the court, it is better than dying together. But why?