Salute to the victims of the Wenchuan earthquake! I hope that the living can get out of the grief as soon as possible and rebuild a beautiful home!

Zhu Yinglong gave the ju flower wine that the queen Zhang Yan gave to Shi Kefa a small jar. He knew that most literati were good wine. Although Shi Kefa was not the kind that was good wine, he was still very eager for good wine. When he heard that the small jar in his hand was brewed by the current queen himself, there were only two jars in total. Prince Xin gave him a whole jar without thinking. This reward was enough to make Shi Kefa ecstatic and excited. He picked up the jar of wine and ran away. He said thank you all while running, afraid that Zhu Yinglong would regret it and care that he wanted to go back. Zhu Yinglong liked this very much. If he became serious, there would be a distinction between superiors and inferiors. When he became easy-going, everyone was the friend who came to talk to him. However, there seemed to be no one like this in front of Zhu Yinglong. It seemed that there was no one else except Shi Kefa. Zhu Yinglong also saw that he had a innocent heart and was willing to be honest with him.

There is still a jar, and Zhu Yinglong had already thought about it. A bad smile appeared between the corners of her mouth. Xiong Hu, who was brought to wash Zhu Yinglong, saw it at a glance. She felt strange in her heart, furry and weird, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

"What are you laughing at?" After having that relationship with Zhu Yinglong, Xiong Hu spoke to Zhu Yinglong much casually when there was no one. Most of the time, she directly replaced the "prince" and claimed by "the prince" and herself. Zhu Yinglong didn't think anything was wrong, but on the contrary she felt very considerate. After Xiong Hu called this for a long time, she felt natural. Only in front of outsiders could she remain calm.

"I heard that my Li Niang doesn't know how to drink. I don't know if this is true. It seems that this sentence is just someone else masturbating?" Zhu Yinglong sighed sarcastically.

Xiong Hu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She knew that this was a provocation method, so she was not fooled and retorted: "Who said that you should drink after the general? Drinking is the most likely to mislead things. Didn't Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide lose their lives because of drinking? So most of the generals who can drink are mediocre generals."

"Oh, that's a pity. This is the ju flower brewed by the Queen and she has given me her own hand. No one will drink it with me." Zhu Yinglong looked regretful and took the small jar of ju flower brew in front of him and said with self-pity.

Xiong Hu can't drink alcohol. The last time she was in Liaodong, Xiong Hu got drunk all night after just one sip of wine. He knew, but why did he say that? Of course, it was for the purpose of asking for it.

"You can go find Shi Dianbo, I think he will be happy to accompany you." Xiong Hu said.

"I'm afraid not. I've given him a jar just now. Now people don't know where to hide." Zhu Yinglong shook his head and said.

"Then you drink alone." Xiong Hu was a little moved. Under the moonlight, drinking and chatting with the person he liked. How many women yearn for the scene, but when they think of Zhu Yinglong's smile just now, they immediately stopped the fantasy in front of him.

"Oh, forget it, just be alone." Zhu Yinglong's tone was filled with infinite desolation, as if the world was so big that there was no place where he was.

Xiong Hu suddenly remembered that today was the Double Ninth Festival. He came to the capital alone and was far away from his relatives. The two of them had such an intimate relationship. At this time, she refused him so much. Isn’t it a bit cruel? Isn’t it just for me to accompany me? Then I will accompany me. At most, I won’t drink alcohol. With my martial arts, can he succeed again? Xiong Hu thought so in his heart and said softly: “If there is really no one, I will accompany you. Anyway, I, as a maid, still have to serve you closely.”

With the goal achieved, Zhu Yinglong did not show any joy, but said, "You can't drink, so forget it, I'll drink it alone."

First, he aroused Xiong Hu's sentimentality, and then took retreat as an advance. Xiong Hu unknowingly got into the trap set by Zhu Yinglong and agreed to accompany him to taste the jar of ju flower wine.

Beautiful wine and beautiful women, under the moon, are drunk with bears and corals, and everything happens naturally.

When Xiong Hu woke up the next day and found herself lying naked in Zhu Yinglong's arms, everything was understood, but she was still kidnapped by this man. Every time she was happy, she became more addicted to her. If she continued like this, she would probably have no resistance. If she waited for him to become emperor, she would have no resistance.

Xiong Hu struggled between love and ideals in her heart. She didn't know what to do. She could raise the courage to refuse the first time, but the second time, the third time?

"What are you thinking?" Zhu Yinglong was not drunk again, so he naturally had already discovered that the jade man in his arms had woken up, but he seemed to feel that Xiong Hu seemed to have something to do and couldn't help asking.

"What if Li Niang decides to have the prince forget what happened last night?" Xiong Hu asked seriously with her beautiful phoenix eyes open and her eyes widened calmly.

"Some things cannot be repeated, I will not answer this question." Zhu Yinglong also said seriously when she saw that she did not have a very intense emotional change.

"Does the prince have a beautiful lady in his heart?"

"Yes!" Zhu Yinglong said with great affirmation.

"But does the prince know what Li Niang needs?" Xiong Hu asked, lying down on his back in Zhu Yinglong's arms.

This question finally made Zhu Yinglong ask. The reason why Zhu Yinglong helped Xiong Hu was first because her father was a famous general of a generation. Secondly, he still had a good impression of this girl who sacrificed herself to save her father, but he seemed to have never thought about what she needed. He has always been self-centered and believed that what he needed was what the people around him needed. He never thought about what the people around him needed. The people around him seemed to be as happy as he did. This made him seriously ignore this point. It is important to apply the amount, but he also had to worry about the real thoughts and real needs of the person. It seems that he had to adjust his thinking well. If this continues, he could easily become a dictatorial master.

"Tell me, what does our Li Niang want?" After understanding this, Zhu Yinglong reached out to point Xiong Hu's Qiong Nose, hugged her tightly and asked.

Xiong Hu looked at Zhu Yinglong's sudden change in surprise, and of course the warmth from physical contact, and said carefully: "Li Niang has an ideal, she wants to fight on the battlefield like her father."

This wish scared Zhu Yinglong. This time and space where men are superior to women is inferior to women is impossible to let women go to the battlefield, let alone be the commander. Of course, there are some anomalies. In short, the female general will only appear in special circumstances, and it is almost impossible to have a fog-shaped edge.

"You are not willing to be with me because of this ideal, right?" Zhu Yinglong asked with his mouth wide.

Some things need not be said. When you see the fog rising in Xiong Hu's eyes, you will know how correct his guess is. She is really far-reaching, but even though she knows that something is impossible, she can make such a big sacrifice. Zhu Yinglong really doesn't know whether she scolds her or loves her.

"I know you won't let me realize this ideal." Xiong Hu said resentfully.

"Let me think about it." Zhu Yinglong felt a headache now and said, "I personally support your ideal, but I am not sure whether it can be realized."

"So, are you supporting me?" Xiong Hu was very happy and showed a joyful smile. Zhu Yinglong suddenly realized that Xiong Hu smiled very sweetly and sweetly.

"What's the use of supporting you? The key depends on the future. Do you think you can realize your ideal if you have nothing to do with me?" Zhu Yinglong asked angrily.

Xiong Hu replied in a low voice with his eyes dodged: "But if you become your concubine, you will have even less chance."

"I'll ask you, Xiong Liniang, in your mind, is it me important or your ideal important?" Zhu Yinglong didn't want to think about that deep and complex question, but asked very directly.

"Before last night, ideals are more important." Xiong Hu expressed her feelings directly.

"What about now?"

"Li Niang doesn't know, it seems that she doesn't want to lose both." Xiong Hu closed her eyes in pain and said.
Chapter completed!