The Fu Palace was built for hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. The carved beams and painted buildings highlighted the character of a trench. In addition, the construction time was not long, and the blue bricks and glazed tiles between the courtyards were shining brightly. No wonder Wu Sangui occupied his own Pingxi Palace here.

After drinking, Hou Xuanyan walked towards the backyard. At the door of the inner courtyard, several personal soldiers were stepping on a ladder and taking off the four-character sign with the words Pingxi Prince's Mansion. One of them stepped on it with his feet and stomped the gilded wooden sign under his feet. Hou Xuanyan blushed to his ears, and he could smell the smell of alcohol from a distance.

Several personal soldiers hurriedly smiled and clasped their fists to greet them. Hou Xuanyan stepped forward and hugged their shoulders, and said with a smile: "You did a good job. The things left by the traitors must be crushed by us."

After saying that, he spat on the wooden sign, with extremely low quality.

At this time, a beautiful woman in the inner courtyard was looking out through the curtains, just taking this scene into her eyes.

The beauty was frightened, and her chest was undulating as if she was jumping around with Jade Rabbit. She was not far away. The saying "What the traitor left behind should be trampled under her feet" was really true, but wasn't it just talking about herself. The maids and servants in the entire inner courtyard were all poor people who were forced to take over by Wu Sangui. Hou Xuanyan had already ordered them to be released, eliminated his slaves and returned to his own house. The one who left here was not someone else, but Chen Yuanyuan who escaped from the knife. She did not see the plaque on the ground, and she was so frightened that Hou Xuanyan's words were so terrified.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly sat on the bed, removed the royal palace clothes on her body, scattered her cumbersome bun, and tied a pretty slanted hair with two red ropes. She only had a pomegranate-colored strapless bra on her upper body, and a big red silk tied around her waist. She hooked her fingers and pulled out a bow. She removed the skirt on her lower body, leaving behind the soft and yellow pants.

In just a quick moment, Chen Yuanyuan completed the dressing change from a formal lady to a concubine who serves her master. If this craft was placed in later generations, it would attract countless fans. This is not only a matter of technique and speed, but also a perfect control of various styles and effects. Some people are born to charm the world.

A smell of alcohol came, and Chen Yuanyuan quickly got up from the bed. She now wanted to separate her relationship with Wu Sangui so that she would not be chopped up under her feet and would not be chopped up. So she no longer dared to regard herself as her master and stood respectfully in the room.

Hou Xuanyan was determined to compete with Wu Sangui across the air, and did not avoid anything, and asked his personal soldiers bluntly: "Which room is Chen Yuanyuan?"

The personal soldier smiled knowingly and pointed to an elegant room in the courtyard. Although Hou Xuanyan was drunk, he nodded and said, "Yes, this house is very similar to my intentions. He happened to attack the King of Pingxi here."

The two personal soldiers looked serious, drew their swords and held them in their hands, knelt on one knee and said, "I wish the commander to win the flag and promote the power of our Northern Expedition."

Hou Xuanyan came to the front of the room and kicked the door open. The joy in his heart was extremely high. Several of the closest people were not around, and he felt that he had nowhere to vent his strength. With the intention of drinking, he vowed to take Wu Sangui's forbidden body.

He saw a slim figure from afar. When he saw himself standing there in a daze, he didn't expect that Chen Yuanyuan was frightened by him and his legs were trembling. He thought that she was holding Wu Sangui's woman's airs and holding her up there.

Hou Xuanyan was angry. He had no malice towards this beauty, but because of misunderstanding, she relied on Wu Sangui's power and her tone became evil.

"What are you doing there? Light the lamp for me!"

Chen Yuanyuan was so scared that she was furious that her heart was broken and she secretly shouted: It’s bitter, it’s all rumored that Hou Xuanyan was a butcher who killed more than ten thousand people. She was a vicious and evil person, and she was indeed well-known.

She dared not disobey, so she moved her lotus steps lightly, holding a red candle and lit it with a fire fold.

Hou Xuanyan sat on the chair with a big golden sword, and accidentally looked at the candlelight, his eyes widened.

It’s not that he has never seen a beauty. Bian Yujing and Chen Yuanyuan are as famous as Chen Yuanyuan in his mansion, and are also a rare beauty. But this kind of charm that I still feel pity, coupled with the timid look at the beauty under the lamp, made Hou Xuanyan feel a sense of abuse.

With a pretty childish face, the strapless breast has been pushed into a deep curve, making it easy to imagine the huge ball inside. The red strapless breast is tied to the white neck with a tie, revealing a piece of snow-white, adding endless temptation. Such a person should be moved even if he sees the stone.

Chen Yuanyuan is born to be fought over by the powerful people in the world. After several twists and turns, he felt that this person was the most vicious one she had seen in her life. When other men saw her, their bones were half as weak as before, so they were so fierce. In addition, Hou Xuanyan was rumored to be a devil who killed people without blinking an eye. Even if Chen Yuanyuan was in the deep boudoir, she often heard of this person's power. At this time, sheep fell into the tiger's mouth and couldn't help but feel pity for herself. Unfortunately, her natural fox face, even if she secretly shed tears, seemed to be hooking up with a man.

Hou Xuanyan thought to himself that a yin woman, but at this time he dared to seduce herself. He slapped the whip in his hand on the table and scolded him: "Disprostitute Chen Yuanyuan, do you know that he is guilty?"

When Chen Yuanyuan saw that this lewd wanted to interrogate him, she felt ashamed and angry. She naturally regarded this as the other party's evil taste. In order to avoid being "trampled on the feet", she had to cooperate with him shyly and humiliately. If it was just cruel, it would be fine. Hou Xuanyan's reputation in the Qing court was too bad. Chen Yuanyuan was extremely worried that this devil would fry him. With great fear, she would have no courage to disobey him.

She knelt down, round her head, frowned on the ground, and cried, "Nu Nu knows his guilt, ask the master to be generous and bypass my family."

It doesn't matter if this sound is made, which makes Hou Xuan's whole body feel refreshed. This voice alone can make many men with weak minds vent their minds.

Damn it, it's true that it's well-known.

The King Kong under Hou Xuanyan was furious, and could no longer help it. He stepped forward and hugged her from the ground and threw her on the show bed.

Losing the red candlelight, no one was seen in the bed curtain. Hou Xuanyan thought to himself: Only ugly women have a statement like lamps. If I make this beauty, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources?

He untied his belt, walked to the candlestick, pulled out the candle and held it in his hand. He walked to the bed and handed it forward, and scolded, "Hold it, see how I dealt with you."

Chen Yuanyuan felt that the eyes were dark and almost died of shame and anger. After all, she was afraid of this devil and reached out to hold the candle pitifully.

Hou Xuanyan carried a gun and got on the horse. Chen Yuanyuan on the bed grabbed the candle with both hands, and soon it was like a small boat in the waves.

With the violent shaking, the candle had already been extinguished, and I could only hear it vaguely: "Say! Which one is better, Wu Sangui or me?"
Chapter completed!