"Sanniang... No, Xijun, it's getting late, I should go to bed. If you have anything to say, I'll talk to you later."

Feng Yongyong was unwilling to use his hands and feet.

But how could Guan Yinping's strength be shaken by him?

After struggling several times, Feng Yong could only grin and shout, "It hurts, my dear Sanniang, please let go and say what you have to say."

Only then did Guan Yinping let go of his hand and said angrily, "You, you don't listen to me when I'm talking to you, and you don't know how to stop until it hurts."

Feng Yong said angrily, "On the wedding night, can we do it without moving anything?"

"Still saying that!"

Guan Yinping's face looked so pretty under the candlelight. When she heard Feng Yong's rogue words, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to do something again.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, you tell me."

Feng Yong saw it and quickly begged for mercy.

Guan Yinping then snorted and asked softly, "Alang, let me ask you, do you have a copy of the book you gave me to my brother?"

"Why do you want a copy?" Feng Yongqi asked, "Is there a double gift for this gift?"

There was something in his heart that he didn't dare to say out loud: If you're not marrying two people, why would you need double gifts?

"I've only read the beginning, and haven't read the rest yet. Brother, I've been reading it every day these days. I can't even take a look at my own betrothal gift."

Guan Yinping was a little angry.

Feng Yong took a look and hurriedly coaxed, "It doesn't matter. After I've been busy these days, I can ask Nanxiang to print more. You can just throw them away after reading them."

"Talk nonsense again!"

When Guan Yinping heard this, her heart felt sweet, her eyes were full of tenderness and honey, but she was also a little embarrassed.

"Alang is interested. It's just that this book should be circulated in our Guan family. It's better not to be circulated externally. Otherwise, if we print it out, wouldn't it be a true biography? Then others will say that our Guan family has passed it on.

I don’t know what’s going on at home.”

Feng Yong chuckled and held Guan Yinping's hand, "I'm not talking nonsense. Everyone knows that Confucius talked about benevolence, but few people mention Mencius' pursuit of righteousness."

"Xi Jun, let me tell you, everyone in the Han family uses the words of the saint to talk about things, but the court still has to accept this, and there is really nothing they can do about it."

"Isn't the purpose of the imperial court editing classics to promote the words of saints? But the interpretation of the classics has been controlled by aristocratic families for a long time. How can the imperial court be able to compare with the aristocratic families for a while?"

"So I thought, it's better to let them talk about benevolence, and we will get justice." Feng Yong said, his voice lowered, "Guan Laojun is unparalleled in his loyalty and righteousness. Everyone in the world knows it, so it is a good time to praise him vigorously.

"

Guan Yinping really didn't expect that his Alang would have such far-reaching thoughts. The more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, and his heart began to beat violently.

In this case, wouldn’t my lord...

In his ears, he heard Ah Lang continue to say, "The late Emperor Taoyuan and his three brothers were sworn brothers. Their loyalty is as strong as iron as gold. Who would dare to say no at that time?"

"Alang!"

Guan Yinping held Feng Yong's hand tightly, her beautiful eyes became more and more moist, almost dripping with water, "I really don't know how to thank you..."

"Thank you for what? You and I are one and the same, so why use the word thank you?"

Feng Tubiao was overjoyed when he saw it, and quietly took out a hand and put it around Guan Yinping's waist.

Guan Yinping took advantage of the situation and slowly fell into Feng Yong's arms.

Feng Yong was breathing rapidly, groping with his hands, found Guan Yinping's belt, and pulled hard!

Um?

Feng Yong was stunned.

Why hasn't it been unlocked?

Pull it again...

Feng Yong looked down at Guan Yinping with a sad face.

Just in time to meet Guan Yinping's confused gaze.

"Xijun...it seems like my belt has been pulled into a tight knot?"

Guan Yinping chuckled, then giggled in Feng Yong's arms, but he had no intention of helping at all.

Feng Yong secretly gritted his teeth and tried hard to get over Guan Yinping's body, trying to open the knot.

For a moment, I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely.

"Don't move!"

"Okay, I won't move. When do you plan to untie me?"

Guan Yinping had laughed enough, and finally raised her head, her face flushed, and she narrowed her smiling eyes and asked.

"It'll be ready soon."

Feng Yong struggled for a while. Looking from above, he saw that the collar of Guan Yinping, who was lying docilely on his lap, had become a little messy from the previous tossing, revealing a large piece of white inside. He was even more anxious at the moment.

"so stupid!"

Guan Yinping slapped Feng Yong's hand away and twisted away, unintentionally revealing her body's strong flexibility.

With three strokes, five divided by two, she took off the belt that Feng Yong had tied tightly.

Feng Yong was overjoyed and reached out to explore her vitals.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yinping grabbed his hand again and said softly, "Alang, I have one more thing to do."

"Xijun, the spring night is short, let's go to bed early? We can talk about it later."

Feng Yong couldn't bear it anymore, and he quickly tried to persuade him.

"Why are you so anxious? How long has it been dark now?"

Guan Yinping was not in a hurry at all. He spread a hand in front of Feng Yong and said, "Bring it here."

"What to take?"

Feng Yong was stunned.

"fireworks."

"What do you want on this big night..."

That’s not right, it’s appropriate to set off fireworks on a big night.

Feng Yong had no choice but to change his words again, "On this big night, you are a bride, what kind of fireworks do you want?"

"The fireworks are beautiful, I want to set them off."

"All these clothes and belts have been taken off..."

"Can we tie it again?"

And then ask me to tie a knot?

How could Feng Yong agree?

"Xijun, on your wedding night, how can you enter and exit the new house at will?"

Guan Yinping was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that he was being unreasonable.

At that moment, he said apologetically, "I am willful."

How could Feng Yong blame her?

He naturally knew that Guan Yinping was a little abnormal at this time, but it was actually to cover up some unknown panic in his heart.

After all, what she will have to face in the future is a brand new life.

For a while, I felt a little uncomfortable mentally, which is right.

He immediately hugged her and said softly, "It doesn't matter, you are my little prince, and it is right for you to be willful in front of me."

"Alang, you are so kind!"

Guan Yinping said movedly.

"Okay, you'll know later."

"Well……"

The candle was finally blown out.

Then amid a burst of rustling sounds, Feng Yong was heard saying in the darkness, "Xijun, you..."

"What did Alang say?"

Feng Yong fumbled around for a while and felt really happy, "Xijun, your posture..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a "pop" sound, and Guan Yinping's embarrassed voice rang out, "Young disciple!"

"Xijun is so unreasonable!"

"Bah! Isn't this your master's secret technique? It says it can make you pregnant easily..."
To be continued...