It’s hard to do it

When the Portuguese sent a few spies to land in Guangdong and sneaked to Anpu Town to inquire about the current situation in the Ming Dynasty with a wine inspector, the Ning Wang Zhu Chenhao had just been beheaded in Nanjing.

Yang Ling accompanied the emperor to worship his ancestors and court again. He was so tired that his bones were sore. When he returned to the imperial city office where the ministers lived, he fell head-on on the bed, weakly asked someone to boil a bowl of hot soup and drink it, and then covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.

He was sleeping soundly, and the postmaster tiptoed in and said softly: "Duke, Duke."

Yang Ling was awakened and agreed vaguely, but felt that his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open it for a while. He said lazily: "Well, what's the matter? I won't eat dinner anymore. I'll talk about it when I have the energy."

Then he heard a crisp voice and said, "Okay, go down, please keep your mouth tighter when this princess visits."

"Yes, yes, little understands." Yicheng smiled and bent down and retreated, and gently brought the door with him.

Yang Ling vaguely heard the princess talking about, and struggled to sit up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a ray of light. Then it became dark again, his forehead was cool, smooth and gentle as jade. Yang Ling was a little stunned, and then he could save it from a small hand.

"Isn't it very hot? Look at how you are so desperate that you can't stand the water you're so cold. I'll point you at you as a big tail wolf?" The movement of stroking your forehead was very gentle, but it was very choking when you spoke.

Yang Ling laughed, and sighed, enjoying the tenderness of his little hands comfortably, and said weakly: "Princess, I have a cold. I don't have to have a high fever, but I feel weak all over. The bones are sore and uncomfortable, and no medicine can get better so quickly, so I have to be strong... strong..."

"Hmph!" With a soft hum, his eyes lit up, and a beautiful face of Yixi Yichen appeared. Zhu Xianger sat on the chair and said angrily: "You, just go down and pull the emperor out, and you are still crazy with him. You have to lead the way? Look at your appearance, it makes people feel uncomfortable."

Although he still understands the taste of love and has never tasted Yang Ling's sweet love, at that time a woman's feet were touched and her mouth was kissed. Her clean body was seen by others. If she gave up, she would really not be able to marry others. Zhu Xianger had already regarded him as her husband who would accompany her for life. How could she not be in a hurry when she heard that he was sick?

However, although this heart is secretly a reason for being in love, Yang Ling himself has the conditions to make the girl fall in love with: young and handsome, outstanding, and has a high position and a high position. He has both civil and military, and has such conditions and many fates. Zhu Xianger naturally gave up half-heartedly.

If Yang Ling was a beating old man or a beggar on the street, there would be no such good thing. It would be strange if Zhu Xianger didn't kill him to silence him, and it would be strange if he crushed his bones and ashes.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Why did Your Highness leave the palace? You are a princess. It's not good for you to come to see me after all."

Zhu Xiang'er glanced at him with apricot eyes and mocked, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I'm not afraid of a big girl, you are a great Duke. Are you afraid of a big man?"

Yang Ling sighed again and closed his eyes slightly. Why did he forget that this is a Sichuan hot girl? Although peppers have just been planted in Sichuan now, looking at the girl's appearance, it is obvious that their personality is not about eating peppers, but about the soil and water. It is like this kind of girl with a stingy and refreshing temperament.

Seeing that he seemed to have no strength to fight, Zhu Xianger couldn't help but bent down nervously and said with concern: "It's so uncomfortable? Look at you who have no strength at all. Have you ever looked for a doctor?"

She bent over and brought a faint and delicate fragrance of flowers and plants. Although Yang Ling was in a drowsy state, she couldn't feel energetic after smelling it. He cheered up and said, "Well, I've found a doctor and prescribed some medicine. It's okay if I don't drink it, but my stomach and intestines are churning. It's not a problem, mainly because I just returned to the city and I can't rest. I'll sleep for two nights and it's fine. By the way, did you sneak out or told the emperor?"

Zhu Xianger smiled proudly and said with a little cunning voice: "It was neither sneaked out nor told the emperor's brother. Now that the war has been completed, we don't have to hide our identity. We originally wanted to accompany the emperor to Xiaoling to worship our ancestors today, but the emperor said that the ancestor worship today was to mourn the ancestors and kill the rebel royal family. We are the girl's family and should not be followed.

We couldn't go to Xiaoling with us. I thought it was because we had nothing to do, so we asked the Jinyiwei to take us around Nanjing City. The Jinyiwei commander could not stand the torture of the four of us. Besides, the emperor's sister-in-law promised not to let the emperor blame him, so he took us out. Look, do I look good in my clothes like this?"

Zhu Xianger jumped up happily, moved the chair a little, and gently showed her graceful figure in front of Yang Ling. Although Zhu Xianger is young, she has bright eyes and white teeth, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her waist and snowy skin, and her body is slender.

She was wearing a narrow-sleeved top with a lake green color, a light blue short armor, and an emerald green skirt. The belt of the same color made a very moving and slender curve, and the waist was narrow and thin, but soft. This kind of beauty was pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

Zhu Xianger was showing her beautiful figure with a smile, and suddenly she found that Yang Ling didn't pay attention to her clothes. Her eyes were staring straight at her slim waist. She couldn't help but blushed her pretty face, waved her fist, and said angrily: "Look at what, look, look at it and dig out your eyes."

She was the one who couldn't hide her worries. She was still fierce and had a very happy smile on her face. She pulled back the chair and sat down, and said with a smile: "Isn't it good to look if I don't wear a palace outfit?"

Yang Ling said "um" and knew that this little girl wanted the lover to praise her. However, he was short of breath and couldn't cheer up, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Of course, you are so beautiful, you look good in clothes or not..."

Zhu Xianger blushed and glared with almond eyes. Only then did Yang Ling realize that she had said something wrong without her brain, so she quickly changed her mouth and said, "Uh, I mean you are optimistic about whatever clothes you wear."

He was afraid that Zhu Xianger would be very coquettish with him again, so he couldn't bear the physical strength now, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "You are shopping with the Imperial Concubine, His Highness Yongfu and others, why are you here alone? Do they know?"

Xiang'er dared not let them know that Princess Yongfu's secret love for Yang Ling had not told Yang Ling yet. Now that the woman in Huanghua is a matchmaker, she cannot protect herself. The person who secretly lovesickness has not yet settled down. Her little matchmaker who matched her with Yang Ling secretly made a lifelong relationship with Yang Ling. On the one hand, Zhu Xianger felt a little guilty towards Sister Yongfu, but on the other hand, she also felt a little jealous. So this matter has never been mentioned to Yang Ling.

Zhu Xianger sighed and said, "I'm thinking that you are sick, but I'm embarrassed to come and see you, but I'm embarrassed to say directly, we are traveling around the Qinhuai River and Confucius Temple, and suddenly I saw the people rushing to the long street. I was curious and went to watch the fun. I didn't expect to see the emperor's brother's order to kill the rebellion of King Ning, and the streets were covered with blood. I had an idea and pretended to be frightened and said that I was going to go back to the palace first, and then I came here to see you."

As soon as Zhu Xianger finished speaking, she heard a voice outside the door saying, "Your Highness, Princess. This is the residence of the Duke."

Then I heard a sweet and gentle voice saying, "Well, I happened to pass by here today. I heard that the princess was feeling uncomfortable. Come and visit him, so you can retreat."

Zhu Xiang'er jumped up like a ball full of breath, and Yang Ling was also scared and sweaty, and in an instant, her body became much lighter.

Zhu Xianger said hurriedly: "What should I do? What should I do? I said I have returned to the palace. If Sister Yongfu saw it, it would be a good idea."

Yang Ling hurriedly pointed: "Hurry. Hide there!"

Zhu Xianger turned her head and said angrily: "Do you think I'm a mouse? Such a small cabinet, can I get in?"

At this time, the door buckled gently, and Princess Yongfu's voice said softly: "Duke, I am Yongfu, is it convenient for me to go in?"

In a hurry, Yang Ling suddenly lifted the quilt and said hurriedly: "Come in. Hurry up, hide behind me. Come in!"

Seeing Xiang'er hesitating, he almost roared with his last voice. Princess Yongfu heard it and said, "Okay, then I'll come in."

Zhu Xianger blushed and shook her head. When she heard this, she didn't dare to hesitate anymore. She immediately rolled onto the ground and climbed over Yang Ling. Princess Yongfu opened the door. When her figure walked around the screen, Yang Ling barely put down the quilt and covered Xianger's figure...

Xiang'er lay behind Yang Ling, clasped her fists and curled up in front of her chest, and her chest was pounding like a drum. Yang Ling was getting hot, and the quilt was already hot and stuffy. She squeezed inside and didn't dare to breathe. She was almost stuffy, so she had to quietly lift the quilt and inhale with her tongue.

Yang Ling made a move to get out of bed, but after 'struggling' for a long time, she couldn't get up. Princess Yongfu didn't know the inside story, and she also said that he was so sick. She hurriedly came up to support him and said softly: "Duke don't need to be polite. You should lie down well. You are so sick, so don't get up."

Seeing Yang Ling's breathing rapidly, her face was flushed, and she struggled and couldn't even sit up. She didn't know that this guy had a ghost in his heart. She was frightened by her. She also thought that she was in serious condition. As she spoke, her beautiful big eyes were filled with tears.

Since Yang Ling went to Shanglinyuan with him that day, he knew that the princess was quite affectionate to him. He just shuddered when he thought of the horror scene when Emperor Zhengde transformed into a Fire Spitfire Tyrannosaurus Rex in his dream. So he really didn't want to provoke her, but now he saw the girl's appearance, he was also a little soft-hearted.

Yang Ling said softly: "Princess, don't worry. Yang Ling has been practicing martial arts. He has been practicing martial arts for nearly two years. He is very solid and is not a weak scholar. In fact, when I came out of the water, if I ran a long distance like a soldier, it would be fine if I dispel the cold air. It was just because of my carelessness that I caught the wind and cold, and I would be well after two days of raising it."

Princess Yongfu nodded and wiped away the tears from her face a little shyly. Princess Xiang'er stretched out a green jade finger behind Yang Ling and gently stroked his back: "Big idiot, find a way to let my sister go, I'm going to suffocate!"

Yang Ling concentrating on the words she wrote, but didn't say anything for a moment. Yongfu saw it, but it seemed like Yang Ling was staring at her face blankly, and she couldn't help but feel shy. She said timidly: "Why does the Duke look at me like this?"

"Ah? Oh!" Yang Ling was not energetic enough, so he casually said: "Yang was used to seeing the princess wearing elegant and luxurious clothes in palace clothes. Now she is wearing ordinary women's clothes, which has a unique charm. She has never seen her. Therefore, she was stunned and lost her spirit, and prayed that Your Highness would forgive her sins."

Princess Yongfu was already happy when she heard her lover's praise, so how could she blame him? She lowered her head shyly, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

Yang Ling saw her pink neck hang down, her jade face was quiet, and her skin shone with the soft sunlight through the window. It seemed as if the pink and rosy blood was revealed on the smooth ivory. The pair of curved eyelashes were shyly trembling. The virginity was charming and charming, and she was really stunned for a moment.

The fragrance flowed, quiet and speechless. I was so nervous that I didn't know what to look for. Princess Xiang'er hid behind Yang Ling. When she heard him praise Yongfu, she just asked him to see the new clothes but he had no expression. She couldn't help but become jealous and reached out to pinch his waist and eyes.

Yang Ling said "Oh" in pain, Princess Yongfu was enjoying the pleasant feeling, and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

Yang Ling said, "Oh, um... the princess left the palace, have you ever reported to the emperor? You came to visit me, I am grateful, but if the emperor did not know the whereabouts of the princess, I will inevitably be anxious for you. In that case, I can't bear it. My condition is not inconvenient. The princess should go back to the palace as soon as possible."

When Yongfu heard his order to expel the guest, his heart was frustrated. He had just plucked up his courage to praise him for a few words, and then he was scared to this look again. Isn't it because of his identity as a princess? This layer of window paper is not broken, when will he dare to accept his feelings?

Do you have to set up a trap to let him hook? Men have their own self-esteem. If they know that they are plotting against him in the future, even if they dare not get angry, they will become cold to themselves from now on, which is not even more uncomfortable than killing themselves?

Thinking of this, Yongfu somehow developed a sense of courage. Perhaps it was because of the dark room that she was shy. She suddenly plucked up the courage and said, "Yang Ling, you... don't you really know my Zhu Xiuning's affection for you?"

When Yang Ling heard this, she was stunned. After a while, Yang Ling stuttered: "Your Highness, what did you... say?"

Princess Yongfu bit her lip and said, "When you chose the land of the prince-consort for me, I accepted my fate. The sorrow is no greater than death. I admit it. But you exposed the conspiracy of Sanye and gave me hope. Do you know? I once expressed to my mother that I would marry you as a wife in front of the three great scholars."

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails sinking into her flesh. Although her voice was calm, her delicate body was constantly trembling: "My mother refused to agree on the grounds that you are already married and the princess can't get married. Then I went to Huang'an to practice, just to get rid of this princess' identity."

"Yang Ling, isn't this okay? What else do you want me to do before you can be willing to do it?" The voice said in a sad and graceful way. Yang Ling felt trembling when he heard it. He never expected that Princess Yongfu's actions were all for him.

Yang Ling whispered: "Your Highness, what kind of virtue is Yang Ling? Besides, the emperor..."

"Everyone knows that it is the idea of ​​the emperor to build the imperial palace next to your Duke's Mansion. That imperial palace... that imperial palace, do you look like a nanny?"

Princess Yongfu's face seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge. She shyly moved her eyes and said, "That's...that's the dowry that the emperor bought for me."

Yang Ling was completely stunned. After a long time, Princess Yongfu whispered: "Why don't you talk? Are you still hiding from me now and avoiding me?"

"I...I..." Yang Ling secretly cried in his heart: "How could I know there is this happening? The emperor agreed. Don't say that you are very popular. Even if you are as ugly as salty and as wild as a fiery fire, I dare not want it. But now... there is a princess behind me. No matter how generous the emperor is, can he marry the two princesses into the Yang family?"

Princess Yongfu mustered up the courage to express her feelings, but saw Yang Ling just dazed, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry. She stood up and said, "Didn't you... you have never liked me in your heart? Forget it. It's all because of my own passion, I..."

She could no longer say anything, and was about to turn around with tears in her face. Yang Ling hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "Princess, I... I was just surprised to hear about this and was a little dazed for a moment. It was not unintentional to the princess."

Princess Yongfu was delighted and her eyes lit up and said, "Do you... do you like me?"

One was rushed and two were released, and Yang Ling decided to "stop the pot."

Princess Yongfu has reached this point today, so she must not let others down. Moreover, the emperor also said that, so it is unlikely that she would refuse. The current obstacle is actually Zhu Xianger.

There have been so many things happening between him and Xiang'er, and modern women might not take it seriously. But no matter how fierce Xiang'er is, she is, after all, a woman from the Ming Dynasty. If she says she abandons her, she probably either commits suicide or kills herself, and that little girl can't get rid of her.

For the current plan, we can only take one step at a time. The two princesses have to bear risks and have more guarantees. As the saying goes, there is no itch if there are too many lice. If there are too many debts, don’t worry. Are dead pigs still afraid of boiling water?

Princess Yongfu saw that he nodded firmly, she couldn't help but shed tears again, but this time, she was tears of joy. The bitterness was over, and her life had been settled. The sudden joy filled her chest.

Yongfu wiped his tears gently and whispered: "I know. Your wife... are all extremely outstanding women. Apart from being a princess, I am not much better than them. My temperament is too boring, and Yongchun and Xiang'er are much more cute than me. I don't want to rely on this identity to ask you for anything. Being with you is far better than being a cage trapped in the Ten Princes Mansion for life. As long as you... treat me as well as they are to them, I will be satisfied."

"How could it be? Your personality is gentle and quiet. Among the three princesses, you have the best temper. You must be a good wife and mother. Who said you Lian Yongchun and..."

There was another pain on his waist and eyes. Yang Ling groaned. This girl was probably a sadistic man. She was really a serious attack. It was probably purple in the place. He continued with a hoarse voice: "Who said you are not even as good as Yongchun?"

"Really?" Yongfu was happy and said shyly: "I saw that you and Yongchun and Xiang'er were together, and they were talking and laughing, but when I saw me, I was very restrained and worried that you would not like me. I... am I... really cuteer than them?"

As for being bitter, a little hand reached his waist again, and Yang Ling complained secretly. He looked at Yongfu quietly, and one hand quietly penetrated into the bottom of the quilt and held Xiang'er's little hand. Zhu Xiang'er only struggled for a moment, because he was worried that Yongfu would discover it, so he let him hold it.

Yang Ling looked at Princess Yongfu's expectant eyes, held Xiang'er's little hand tightly, and said word by word: "Among the three princesses, you are the most beautiful, gentle and touching girl!"

He grabbed Xiang'er's little hand, and when he said "Three Most", he deliberately pointed it on her three times, and looked at Princess Yongfu with the most sincere eyes.

Princess Yongfu was full of joy and looked down shyly. The shame was like the buds in the spring breeze, and suddenly it surged onto her cheeks and two brilliant peach blossoms bloomed.

The hand clenched with the fist at the bottom also relaxed. After Yang Ling relaxed his hand with confidence, the little hand reached his waist again. Yang Ling's heart tightened. As soon as his waist became stiff, he found that the little hand was gently rubbing the place he had just pinched, and his movements were so gentle... so gentle...

"If my wife is too strong, it is better not to enjoy the blessings of the people of the same family." Yang Ling lamented in his heart: "Two princesses, high places, can I, a king, stop and eat and eat?"

The two of them made this relationship clear, but Yongfu was embarrassed to stay alone with him again. After sitting in a daze for a while, she asked him to take good care of his health, and then reluctantly said goodbye and left.

As soon as she left the room, Xiang'er came out of the quilt like a little mouse. Her face turned red with a cunt, which seemed unique. Xiao Xiang'er pinched her nose and said, "So mysterious! So mysterious! Fortunately you didn't fart, otherwise I would have pinched your butt too."

Yang Ling sat up and said dryly, "That's okay. If you get sick, you can fart and smell it for me."

Zhu Xianger laughed with a "sneer". She punched him with a dizzy face, then pouted and said, "I don't know how to tell the emperor about our affairs. Now you promised the emperor again, how do you plan to arrange for me? You have a few heads, is it enough to cut it?"

As soon as she mentioned this, Yang Ling moaned and suddenly lay back on the pillow.
To be continued...