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The Illegitimate Son of the Song Dynasty Volume 4 Chapter 707 Pan Jinlian is in bed

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    The outer hall was not as warm as spring in the room. Ruan Rou and Gu Meiniang didn't know whether they were cold or afraid, their bodies lying on the ground were shaking constantly.

    Yang Yi put the tea cup on the table and said calmly: "Get up, I never like others to kneel, except for enemies."

    In fact, as long as there is no man hiding in the room, Yang Yi has nothing to be angry about. He just hopes to nip it in the bud.

    Gu Meiniang and three women live here, and he comes less often, so it is necessary to warn these three women.

    Yang Yi didn¡¯t feel how sorry he was for them. If he didn¡¯t want them, these three people would be sent to the Jiaofang Division like other women from the Jiaozhi royal family.

    This is because the Jiaozhi Li Dynasty invaded the Song Dynasty twice and killed more than 200,000 innocent people in total, so the Song Dynasty punished the Jiaozhi royal family particularly severely.

    Now Gu Meiniang and the three of them can live here, with adequate food and clothing, and people to take care of their daily life. Overall, it is very good, at least it is much better than being charged as a prostitute in the Department of Educational Visits.

    The thing that made him most unhappy was that the maid was bribed with just ten dollars. If everyone was like her, wouldn't this house be open to anyone?

    Now that she learned from the maid that it was Xiao Yingying who bribed her, Yang Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This at least showed that Ruan Rou and Gu Meiniang were relatively passive.

    At the same time, Yang Yi couldn't help but feel angry and funny about the "Pan Jinlian" in the room. Yang Yi knew exactly what she was thinking. He had the opportunity to eat her many times before, but Yang Yi held back.

    But what Yang Yi never expected was that she would actually lure Gu Meiniang and the two girls into playing the trick of pretending to be a phoenix and a phoenix.

    It¡¯s really unbearable, what can¡¯t be tolerated!

    Gu Meiniang and Ruan Rou were still lying on the ground and did not dare to get up.  Yang Yi suddenly stood up from the chair, so frightened that the two of them begged for mercy again and again.  Yang Yi said calmly: "Didn't you hear what I just said? Get up."

    After speaking, Yang Yi ignored them both.  I walked into the room by myself and just arrived at the door.  He couldn't help but stop his steps again.

    Because at this time, "Pan Jinlian" had already lifted the quilt and was kneeling on the couch, hurriedly tying her bellyband. The off-white mandarin duck and acacia bellyband was stretched high, like a strange peak. Although she was twenty-six or seventeen years old,  No, but that graceful and charming body, the skin is as white and greasy as fat, and the spring curve of the jade legs is fully visible.

    Seeing Yang Yi suddenly appear at the door of the room again, she was stunned.  As soon as her hands were loosened, the bellyband that had not yet been fastened gently slipped down. Suddenly, a pair of white snowballs popped out, trembling, matching her delicate snake waist, that  The graceful curves are breathtakingly beautiful.

    After being dazed for a while, she quickly woke up and let out a sweet cry.  He hurriedly picked up his bellyband and pulled up the quilt to cover himself tightly.

    Yang Yi suddenly had the urge to laugh loudly, and at the same time, the image of Pan Jinlian from The Plum in the Golden Ping appeared in his mind, refusing to welcome her.

    He first walked over and picked up the soft and hard-horned deer antler, and saw what it was.  Academician Yang couldn't help but think of the piles of discarded cucumbers downstairs in a certain girls' dormitory, and this time he really couldn't help but laugh.

    It is said that deer antlers are very expensive, and ordinary women really cannot afford this kind of treasure.  But compared to that cucumberwell, Grand Scholar Yang suddenly realized.  As men, we have no say in whether the precious antler is better or the popular cucumber Hahaha.

    Academician Yang sat beside the couch.  He crossed his legs and asked very leisurely: "Mrs. Pang, this Mr. Xie should be yours, right?"

    There was movement under Luo's quilt, and a vague cry came out.

    "Back to you."

    Yang Yi gently reached under the quilt with one hand, and by chance he came across a warm, slippery, soft thing with a small hard grain at the top;

    "Pan Jinlian" under the quilt once again let out a soft groan, shrank inward, and then stopped, letting him hold the warm fragrance of nephrite.

    Ruan Rou and Gu Meiniang outside the hall were still full of fear at this time. Although Yang Yi asked them to get up, he didn't say anything else. His tone sounded cold and indifferent, which didn't mean he meant to forgive them.

    The two looked at each other quietly, and saw deep fear in each other's eyes, and the other's fear in turn infected themselves, making them almost unable to stand up, and feeling sad and regretful at the same time. This kind of thing  I don't even know how to explain it.

    Judging from Yang Yixian's actions in asking the maid, Ruan Rou and the others felt that he was really angry. It was not difficult to figure this out. In addition to serving them, the ten or eight maids in the house must also be under surveillance.  what they mean;

    It¡¯s better now, the people sent to monitorIf the person under surveillance was bribed, everyone would be angry if this happened.

    Ruan Rou and Gu Meiniang don't know what kind of fate awaits them. Now they can't think of any other way except to beg Yang Yi.

    The two of them walked into the room, supporting each other, and saw Yang Yi sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, holding the shameful horn in one hand, and reaching under the quilt with the other, moving it gently, although it was thick  Covered with a quilt, one could still hear the woman's increasingly rapid panting coming from below.

    Seeing this scene, Ruan Rou and Gu Meiniang found it difficult to advance and retreat. They were stunned by the door and were at a loss.

    Yang Yi didn't expect that they would dare to come in. He meant to scare these two women. Mr. You can be forgiven for playing a role, but the fact that he bribed the maid made Yang Yi scruple and bribed the person.  Yes, if you can play this today, you might be able to recruit men tomorrow.

    He glanced up and saw these two miserable and frightened women who were so frightened that they had even forgotten to tie their clothes. The clothes were still half-covered, with the pink light reflecting the snow on their chests and the jade half exposed, such a wonderful look.  It can really make a man bleed;

    Especially Ruan Rou, a virtuous concubine with a face as dignified as Guanyin Bodhisattva, but she has such a wonderful state of being half-sexed that even a man will have evil thoughts.

    Yang Yi couldn't help but squeeze his hand hard, and a moan suddenly came from under the quilt.

    "Close the door." He ordered Ruan Rou and Gu Meiniang, and then pulled open the quilt on the bed. "Pan Jinlian"'s white flowers and delicate body were immediately exposed, and her slightly curled body was like a beautiful snake.  , The curve of the spring-bent jade stock is amazing.

    She gasped and covered her red and hot face, and her jade body curled up like a snake. Yang Yi picked her up and let her kneel on the bedside. Although "Pan Jinlian" was extremely embarrassed,  But with full expectation, they all obeyed.

    With a sound of "Pa!", Yang Yi hit the pink snowy butt with a palm, and "Pan Jinlian" suddenly let out a high-pitched cry. The snake's waist was soft and boneless, and it collapsed softly.  , a pink butt shaped like a full moon was raised high

    The house with hundreds of acres is like a prince's mansion, with carved beams and painted pillars, overlapping eaves and deep courtyards, especially the sparsely populated backyard, which makes it even more quiet and profound;

    Due to the appropriate layout, there is no shortage of flowers and trees in all seasons, and it does not look bleak even in winter. There are still green bamboos covering the courtyard, leaning pines growing horizontally, and lush ivy growing beside the rockery pavilions.

    At this moment, in this unique, quiet and ancient courtyard, a string of melodious cries floated out from the tightly closed windows of a small building. Sometimes they were low and gentle, sometimes they were breathtaking, and sometimes their breath was like a wandering thread.  , I want to die but come back to life.

    The little maid Chun Laner who was guarding downstairs vaguely heard that this was Mrs. Pang's moan. She had heard it just now when she was standing at the door of the hall, but it was far less ups and downs and exciting than now;

    She was an inexperienced girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. When she listened at the door of the hall just now, her heart was swaying. So Yang Yi went up to the second floor and realized that even though he was scared to death, he still couldn't help but feel the voice when he heard it.  The ants are walking, and the heat is unstoppable.

    I don't know how long it took, Chunlan stood until her feet were numb, and then Mrs. Pang's delicate begging for mercy was faintly heard, but it seemed that the begging for mercy had no effect, and what she got was an even more intense impact.  His voice was already hoarse, like a person whimpering in the middle of the night.

    Chunlan could imagine that Mrs. Pang was probably very angry at this moment. In the past, when this noble lady came over the house, she would always have eyebrows as bright as daisy, her hair tied up high, her jade hairpin swaying gently in her steps, and her long skirt swaying in the breeze.  She is a student, every frown and smile, every gesture and gesture is full of the charm of a lady with flowers and letters, she speaks in a gentle and pleasant manner, and she is also very friendly to others.

    That touching beauty is hard for any woman to forget after seeing her. Chunlan once envied her endlessly.  It was only when she was doing this with her two mistresses today that Chunlan remembered that Mrs. Pang's husband was a grey-haired old man who needed help when walking;

    ¡°I think Mrs. Pang looks glamorous on the outside, but she must be very miserable on the inside, otherwise she wouldn¡¯t come here and do such shameful things with her two mistresses.

    Chunlan's mind was racing, and she was terrified when she thought about her fate. Mrs. Pang's wail had long since ceased to be heard. At this moment, a string song started playing upstairs again, but it was the voice of her mistress. These two people had  They are all high-ranking concubines, especially the Virtuous Concubine. She is usually dignified and elegant, and looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva. It is hard to imagine that she would make such a shameful voice.

    Chunlan was downstairs alone, thinking about her thoughts, unaware that time had passed.  Her legs were so numb that she couldn't stand anymore, so she went to sit by the railing of the corridor until there was no sound from upstairs, but Yang Yi didn't come downstairs.

    Chunlan didn¡¯t dare to go away, so she waited uneasily. It wasn¡¯t until late in the evening that she saw her.??Yishi Shiran came downstairs, and when he passed by her, he said softly: "Come with me."

    Chunlan's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She followed Yang Yi cowardly through several winding corridors and arches, and arrived at the study room in the backyard. The surroundings were so quiet that Chunlan panicked.

    After she entered the study room, Yang Yi closed the door and Chunlan immediately fell to her knees with a thump and begged for mercy.

    Yang Yi ignored her and took a look at the study here by himself. Although he did not live here, he had a lot of history, poetry, calligraphy and painting. There were maids cleaning and cleaning various furnishings on weekdays.  It is spotless, and Ruan Rou and her three daughters often come here to read and spend their lonely time.

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