"Don't shout, don't shout, girl...Madam!"

It is said that thieves are guilty, but good ministers are even more guilty than thieves. They are too nervous. They call the girl first, but then think that it is wrong. The title of wife is better. After all, Zhu Ying said that Guarja had given birth to two children.

Guarjia was talking about the Jurchens, but Liangchen was talking about the Chinese language. The two answered the two quite inconsistently.

However, Guarja's father, Thorhe, had been doing business with the Han people in his early years, so Guarja has had a lot of contact with Han people since he was a child, and he can not only understand Chinese but also speak.

Later, after marrying Shurhazi as her concubine, Shurhazi was close to the Ming Dynasty and admired the culture of the Han people, and was very polite to Han scholars. Therefore, in order to make Shurhazi happy, Guarja also invited Han teachers to teach her, which made Shurhazi like her even more. In addition, she was as beautiful as a flower and known as the third beauty of the Jurchens, which made her the most favored among the Shurhazi concubines. The great concubine Tong Jia was suppressed by her.

"When did you come in, what did you do?"

Guarjia never dreamed that the man that Ju Ying asked her to accompany her was the boy in front of her, and she thought that this boy was either a thief or accidentally broke in.

"Me?"

Liangchen waved his hand to signal Guarjamo to yell, and took a few steps back and smiled apologized: "I came in when my wife was washing her hair just now."

"ah?"

Guarjia was stunned. She didn't know that the other party had come in for so long. She thought she was too tired and thought about the sad things, but she didn't pay attention to the surroundings.

"You...you turn around." Guarjia was both ashamed and angry when he found that the boy's eyes were still staring at his chest.

"Yeah, where."

Liangchen nodded repeatedly, but he didn't move, and he didn't even take his eyes away.

"You slave, if you don't go out, I'll call someone!" Guarjia's face was extremely dark. Although she was a sinner, she had no choice but to agree to Feng Ying's guest with him, but she was not so humble that everyone could see her.

"Call someone?" Liangchen scratched his head and looked innocent, "Who do you want to call me, Big Baylor? Oh, I forgot to tell my wife that Big Baylor asked me to come."

"ah?"

Guarja was shocked and was stunned in the bucket.

He is the one I want to accompany?

Guarja couldn't believe it. The boy in front of her looked like he was a round smaller than her. What a joke about Ju Ying? How could he ask herself to sleep with such a young man?

Moreover, isn't this young man a Jurchen?

Only then did Guarjia notice that the boy in front of her did not have braids, but had the hairstyle of a Han Chinese. This was obviously not a slave in the Fengying Mansion.

I couldn't help but wonder who this Han boy was, and why did Ju Ying force his uncle to do such an indescribable thing for him.

Seeing Guarjia stunned in the bucket, the good minister was so kind to the beauty and glad that he had soft-heartedness made Feng Ying, otherwise he would have never seen such a lovely woman.

Judging from the appearance alone, Guarjia is actually not inferior to Dong Ge, nor is it inferior to Baba and Xili. If you really want to compare, Liangchen can't tell you one or two.

Everyone has their own advantages and their own strengths.

The title of the first beauty and the second beauty is sometimes not actually judged by beauty. Family background and identity may play a greater role in judging.

If Dong Ge was not the princess of Yehe's tribe, it would be hard to say whether she would become the second or third beauty.

Anyway, Xiao Qiansui is very satisfied now.

Be ready to move.

The beauty who comes to the door will be strikingly politely with airs and will be struck by lightning.

As for the fact that Jianzhou has not been destroyed and why the family has such ambitions, it is too heavy. Let’s just pile it up first and reduce the burden on yourself.

The wise men said that you have to do big things lightly.

Besides, this is also a war - a war on the bed.

This battle is fought well, and it is a great man.

Of course, the relationship between the two is also somewhat subtle at the moment. After all, neither of them know each other and hurrying to get to the point is a bit too dry.

Fortunately, the "matchmaker" Jun Ying is not here, otherwise Liangchen would be quite embarrassed.

When a man and a woman are alone in the room, they must not expect the woman to take the initiative. The good minister is kind-hearted to step forward. He wants to break the embarrassment and silence in the room and make the atmosphere liven up.

"What's wrong with Madam?"

"I…"

Guarja was indescribable, but she was still sober. She blocked her chest with a towel and shrank her body into the bucket.

She really couldn't accept doing that with a young man who was more than ten years younger than her. Although most Jurchens got married and had children in their teens, she had read too many books by Han people, and she still knew the etiquette and shame. Otherwise, she wouldn't have resisted Feng Ying so much before.

However, she would not admit that she was pretentious. Because she could accept being her nephew Mangguertai's concubine, why bother to sleep with a stranger? She was sleeping all over the place, and the same trick, how could she have so many concerns and so many shame?

Women are such a combination of contradictions.

She will subconsciously ignore what is beneficial to her; she will never let go of what is harmful to her.

She still hugged the pipa and covered her face halfway, and the business woman didn't know the flowers in the back garden.

Guarjia's action combined the essence of wanting to welcome but rejecting, which made the good minister very moved.

What he wants is this taste, the taste of old sauerkraut.

This suddenly came out of the barrel and shouted "I want it by myself". It was more active than myself and was the one that Liangchen disliked the most.

A sense of rhythm is very important.

Foreplay is more important than rhythm.

What the good minister enjoys is the indescribable and unclear taste in front of him.

The time you don’t get it is the best time in this world.

"Madam seems to be treating me..." Liangchen wanted to find a breakthrough and lure Guarjia out of the barrel.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, the naked beauty in the bucket actually started to cry.

This cry, tsk, the pear blossoms are filled with rain, whoever sees them is intoxicated.

OK, why are you crying?

The beautiful scenery is too unconventional, right?

Didn’t Feng Ying explain to you in advance? Why are you still pretending?

A good minister can bear everything, but he can't bear the woman crying.

He was upset and secretly scolded Feng Ying for being unsuccessful in his work and did not train Guarjia in advance.

I thought about it again and again, it would be better to cry a few times, but it sounded realistic.

He is familiar and expensive, and he is still a sinner. Now he is forced to accompany guests. It is too fake not to cry a few times.

Cry, cry a few more!

So that Xiao Qiansui can make a decision for you.

Liangchen grinned, and then leaned his body closer to the wooden barrel again, whispering: "Madam, are there any sad things?... Although I am a little older than my wife, I am not a person who is ignorant of human feelings. If Madam really has any grievances, I can tell you to me... Don't worry, if Madam really doesn't want to, I will definitely not force it." This was almost slapped in the chest.

But Guarja just lowered his head and cried, ignoring him at all.

Can cooked ducks still make you fly?
Chapter completed!