Wei Fufeng turned his head a little and whispered: "Yu'er, if you don't see clearly, you might as well go into the water and touch it."

Yu'er was shy and said whispering: "Don't blame me, it's up to you, it's up to you. We need to have our own descendants and we can't marry in a daze."

"Since you don't want to marry in a daze, why did you get married to me in a hurry today? The marriage should be very cautious. You and I are just the first meeting." Wei Fufeng said whispering.

"The lady admires the Han family, looks down on many leaders of the stream cave, and is unwilling to marry. The husband is of noble origin and extraordinary skills. It is difficult for us to meet such a good match for the husband." Yu'er answered and explained.

Wei Fufeng could understand after hearing this. After all, the Liaoren tribe is a mountain barbarian. The Tian clan in Sizhou is like the local emperor of the Liaoren tribe. Tian Wen'er is very enthusiastic about choosing a spouse.

Wei Fufeng nodded to express his understanding, and Yuer smiled and whispered: "Langjun, my mother is more beautiful than me. I like it. Will you look up to them in the future?"

Wei Fufeng replied: "The state has its own laws and family rules. Your dowry will naturally belong to you forever and will be handled according to your rules."

As the two of them whispered, the servant tapped the slave's left thigh with the head of the bamboo pole.

The little girl snorted lightly, and the snow-white body, who was kneeling, turned around and sat sideways. She faced Wei Fufeng's bathtub, and then the snow-white left leg bent and stood up gracefully.

Wei Fufeng subconsciously turned his head when he heard the sound and saw a vivid and fragrant beauty. His eyes focused on his standing jade legs. His legs were slender and straight, and his slender jade feet were slightly bowed like the moon, and his fairness was as white as jade carved.

Wei Fufeng's eyes also saw the face of the mother-in-law clearly, with a melon-shaped face, a curved eyebrows and a small mouth, a tall and straight nose, and a delicate and gentle expression, like a spring-sleeping crabapple, gorgeous but not without being elegant, about 28 years old.

The eyes were facing each other and they saw each other clearly. The mother-in-law's delicate face was slightly stunned, her beautiful eyes were obviously widening, which made her delicate and lazy expression quietly lose and her temperament changed to elegant and elegant.

The mother-in-law was stunned for only two or three seconds, and suddenly she turned her head shyly, her erect legs bent and closed, and her fair cheeks flew on her dizzy, as if she was a mimosa, delicate and bright.

Bomb! The head of the bamboo pole gently hits the slave's round buttocks, and the earthly words are shouting.

The maid snorted lightly, raised her legs again, smiled at Wei Fufeng, her beautiful eyes were affectionate, and she threw a charming look at Wei Fufeng.

Bomb! The head of the bamboo pole gently hits the slave's round buttocks, and the earthly words are shouting.

The maid turned over and lay on her back, her two jade legs curled and spread out, and a pair of slender jade hands hooked the legs.

"Yu'er, let her leave." Wei Fufeng leaned over his desire and turned his head and said calmly.

"Mr., this mother slave is here to try the marriage." Yu'er whispered in embarrassment.

"Trying marriage?" Wei Fufeng was surprised.

"Well, the marriage rules of the nobles of Dongxi are. When they are engaged, the girl's family will send a dowry slave to the man's family to test the marriage to verify the man's reproductive ability. If the slave comes back, the marriage will be abandoned." Yu'er explained whispered.

Wei Fufeng thought about it and whispered: "It's not that I don't like it, but I don't want to have sex casually. You know I'm a normal man."

"I know that Langjun is a normal man, but if you don't try to get married, you can't explain to the lady." Yu'er insisted.

"If you think you can't explain it, you can leave." Wei Fufeng said coldly.

Yu'er was silent, and after a while, he ordered: "Take her back."

The servant responded, waved the bamboo pole and beat the slave gently, and shouted in the earthly words.

The mother-in-law hummed, turned over and stopped again, looked at Wei Fufeng, and shouted softly: "Dear guest, please ask me for my family."

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Wei Fufeng's heart was beating, and he seemed to ignore it if he hadn't heard of it.

Yu'er walked over and took the bamboo pole handed over by the slave. He scolded him in the earthly manner, waved the bamboo pole and beat the slave's round buttocks.

A crisp sound was obviously stronger than the whip of a servant.

The mother-in-law hummed and turned over and knelt down to recover from her posture. Yu'er handed back the bamboo pole and turned around and walked back.

The slaves outside walked in and covered them with linen cloth and carried them away from the wooden platform.

Yu'er combed Wei Fufeng's hair again and whispered: "Mr., Peony has never been touched by men. The two mother slaves we raise are virgins like us."

Wei Fufeng was slightly stunned and whispered: "Then she shouldn't be allowed to serve her."

Yu'er said in surprise: "Why? I thought my husband was to keep his own love and felt disgusted."

"It's very simple. She is your dowry. Now that I have asked her to serve, I owe her and give her at least one title in the future." Wei Fufeng explained gently.

"Langjun, Mudan is our slave. Letting her serve is our dedication. Langjun should have owed us." Yu'er argued.

"Before you officially passed by, that peony is in my heart. Like you, you are all women. What is a dowry? After you bring it into your husband's house, it is a dowry. Before you pass by, it is called a marriage preparation." Wei Fufeng said gently.

Yu'er was light, and Wei Fufeng asked again: "Why do you want to raise a mother slave?"

"In order to compete for favor, the leaders of Xidong have many married wife. Raising mother slaves can make the leaders get closer. Mom slaves can arouse the leaders' interest. Aren't Han nobles also raising songwriters and dance maids in captivity?" Yu'er replied.

Wei Fufeng was speechless. The powerful and powerful Han family had the habit of raising singers, and most of the status of singers belonged to slaves.

The Han slaves are different from the female slaves of the Liaoren clan. The slaves of the Liaoren clan are equivalent to the livestock of the master. They can not only be slaved by the torture instruments, but also do not hurt to be killed.

Wei Fufeng could not argue anything. As a prince, he could only embrace all kinds of favorable things. If he wanted to achieve hegemony in the southwest, he must respect the customs of the human race and not harm the fundamental interests of the human race leader.

After taking a bath, Wei Fufeng put on a man-in-law dress and Yu'er left.

A moment later, a servant reported at the entrance of the bamboo building that Wei Fufeng's subordinates had come down.

Wei Fufeng walked out of the bamboo building and saw ten guards. The leader Li Pengjunli, the leader, said, "Sir, my subordinates are obstructed for a long time when they want to see him."

Wei Fufeng nodded and said, "It's okay, I have been engaged to Miss Tian. Please wait with peace of mind and go."

The subordinates took the order and left. When they were in Tian Wen'er's boudoir, Wei Fufeng couldn't leave ten guards. He also deliberately acted as if he trusted Tian's free and easy attitude.

If Tian wants to attack, the two hundred guards will not be able to resist.

Wei Fufeng returned to the bamboo building, sat down calmly, patiently enduring the time. About half an hour passed, suddenly Yu'er walked into the bamboo building, and her delicate face showed obvious anxiety.

"Langjun, the eldest lady is here, let me go over and see you." Yu'er whispered anxiously.

Wei Fufeng was stunned and stood up and said, "What? Is there anything wrong?"

"Mr. Langjun, the lady's biological mother died. The eldest lady has the right to interfere with the lady's marriage. Suddenly, she came over and wanted to see her husband." Yu'er explained.

Wei Fufeng nodded and said calmly: "The eldest lady is an elder, I should go and see her."

The two left the bamboo building and under the guidance of Yu'er, they arrived at a staggered bamboo building.

The layout of this bamboo house

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The same Han Dynasty buildings include square bamboo walls and gatehouses. The gatehouse is a hall road and a piece of flowers and trees. It is the tallest bamboo building on the front and bamboo buildings similar to ear rooms on both sides.

At the end of the hall, in front of the highest bamboo building, more than a dozen slaves from the human race were established in an orderly manner.

Wei Fufeng followed Yu'er and stepped on the stone steps in front of the bamboo building. He climbed up the stairs and entered the highest bamboo building. He saw that there were many women in the spacious bamboo building.

The middle ground of the bamboo house is covered with a square animal skin, about ten square meters.

There was a beauty on the animal skin with a white skin and only covered her bellyband, dancing lightly. Her body was curved and convex, stretching her arms and legs, swaying with charming hips.

Wei Fufeng's eyes passed over the beauty dancer and saw a middle-aged beautiful woman wearing the costume of the Liaoren people, sitting upright in the middle.

The beautiful woman was kneeling in the lower left corner of the beautiful woman. In front of the beautiful woman, a beauty with a red bellyband was kneeling horizontally, looking like a mother-slave peony.

Wei Fufeng followed Yu'er past the beauty dancer, walked to a meter away from Tian Wen'er, and saluted to the middle-aged woman, saying respectfully: "Chu Yu is here to see you, and pay homage to the eldest lady."

"Empress Chu is polite, please sit down." The beautiful woman responded calmly.

Tian Wen'er waved her hand and Wei Fufeng knelt silently while Tian Wen'er's head.

The beautiful woman looked at him and whispered: "Wen'er likes you, I won't stop her, but Wen'er is young and has some things that require me, the lady, to stand up for her."

"Chu Yu listened to the teachings." Wei Fufeng responded respectfully with a low posture. He was in a dangerous place and should not offend this eldest lady.

The eldest lady raised her right hand and stroked the maid's buttocks, and whispered: "This maid is as fat as jade, with plump breasts, slender waist and long legs. Men must like it very much."

The eldest lady looked at Wei Fufeng and whispered: "The envoy of Chu is young and does not want to try marrying this slave. When she came in, she did not have the slave who looked at Meiwu."

Wei Fufeng was so angry that he was so angry that he was nakedly questioning his fault. He refused to serve his mother, mainly because he was in a dangerous place and was unwilling to indulge in desire to affect his vigilance, followed by a kind of arrogant resistance.

"Madam, I am definitely a normal man." Faced with the question of "shamelessness", Wei Fufeng could only defend himself shamelessly.

The eldest lady looked solemn and said, "Chu envoy, our Dongxi women admire brave men the most, but they value men's fertility the most. The offspring is more prosperous than heaven. The nobles of the Han family are well-educated and well-educated, and there are many wanderers who are littered and emptied their bodies."

Wei Fufeng frowned and the eldest lady said again: "Wen'er is willing to marry Han Jialang. I can't help but worry about her future. She must have your son and spread for you."

Wei Fufeng sighed in his heart, understanding what mistake he made, and the mistake was that he ignored the famous sayings of following the local customs.

The eldest lady's "shamelessness" is actually a normal word and deed for the human race. His rejection is questioned as unwilling to expose her physical defects.

"Madam, I am willing to accept the service." Wei Fufeng made a compromise and did not want to escape from the influence of exaggerated situations.

"Yu'er, send the envoy Chu back." The eldest lady smiled.

Wei Fufeng stood up to say goodbye and walked out with Yu'er. This time he looked at Meiwu Mother Slave generously.

My mother is fifteen or sixteen years old, with her lotus arms and jade legs, and her body-covered moon-white bellyband embroidered with magnolia flowers. Her fair face and eyebrows are picturesque, beautiful and beautiful.

Facing Wei Fufeng's viewing, the beautiful mother slave did not express any emotions, as if Wei Fufeng did not exist, and he danced with a charming and gentle dance.

Wei Fufeng looked at it with a pleasant look and walked by with a smile.

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