Chapter 14

After Yan's death, I kept wondering if it was because I killed my adoptive father and that God gave me this retribution.

Sometimes when I look at my baby daughter, I feel very disgusted, and I feel that she has killed her mother.

I also handed over the military affairs in the camp to Zhang Liao for treatment. I just drank alcohol every day and wanted to numb myself for alcohol.

During this period, Bian had come to see me several times and advised me, but I didn't listen at all. Over time, she stopped coming again

One night, I was drunk again, and fell on the couch and looked at my head in a daze

The sound of the curtains, and a beautiful figure walked in

I tried to turn my neck and looked over, but unexpectedly saw Yan Shi

She is still so beautiful, wearing her favorite pink dress, her hair tied up a bun high behind her head, and stood there smiling gently at me.

Madam... I stretched out my hand with difficulty. Madam, where have you been these days? I miss you so much for my husband...

Yan didn't speak, just smiled gently

I got up, staggered over, hugged Yan, and couldn't help but shed tears, wet her clothes on her chest.

Madam... I named our daughter Qiling. I hugged Yan and murmured to myself, "She looks really like you, but I never dared to see her." I am afraid that when I see her, I will think of you and the fact that you have left. Fortunately you are back, and fortunately you are back."

Yan's body shook slightly in my arms. She raised her head and looked at me, stretched out her hands to gently stroke my face. I could feel the tenderness, and a hint of pity.

I gently held her hand and rubbed it on my face. I really wanted to listen to her, to hear where she went, who she met, and what kind of stories she had.

But she just kept smiling, smiling gently...

I held up her face and suddenly wanted to kiss her. Her lips were cold, making me feel a little cold.

But she responded to me so enthusiastically, our tongues tangled with each other and kissed wildly

I gently took off her clothes, and the curtain was lifted up at some point. The moonlight outside the tent filled the entire big tent. Under the moonlight, she was shining with glory all over her body, but the light made me feel very warm and relieved.

I gently picked her up and walked towards the couch. She hooked my neck with her hand and snuggled in my arms, but she still didn't say anything

The bedding on the couch has become new at some point, and the bright red brocade quilt covers the entire couch. I feel like I am back on the day of getting married.

Worship the world...

Second worship of the high hall...

Sent into the bridal chamber...

Another figure appeared in front of me, that old and kind figure, the figure lying in a pool of blood but still remembering me

Fengxian, I don’t want you to be like me, and you have always been a warrior...

Adopted Father!!!

I shouted...

Everything in front of me suddenly disappeared, Yan was lying on the brocade quilt and looked at me gently, but she still didn't say anything

But it's really like Ah, but it's really like you when you got married.

Madam, how many years have we been married?

Yan stretched out his hand and gestured a seven-character character

Seven years have passed. From our marriage to our foster father’s death, to moving the capital to Chang’an, seven years have passed. But after moving the capital to Chang’an, something seems to have happened, but I can’t remember it.

No matter what, if you can't remember, you can't remember it

I lay on the couch and hugged Yan. She became more proactive than ever, kissing from my forehead to my chest, kissing my lower abdomen, and holding my penis in the last mouthful.

I lay on the couch and gently stroked Yan's hair, enjoying her tenderness, and only one thought in my mind

If this continues, it would be great

Yan seemed a little tired. She raised her head and smiled playfully. She turned over and sat on me. Her scattered hair drooped down to cover her face.

I reached out to remove the long hair in front of her face, but the other face that appeared in front of me was another face, another face that broke my heart.

Husband~ When will you marry your sister? Hehe

I will go to Hulao Pass in three days, and we will get married when I come back.

That's great, sister, come and call me husband, we will be a family in the future

Husband...husband...

Water is about to drip from the red face

Husband!!!

I remembered the figure who was kneeling down by the hands of the Xiliang Camp, and the screams of the stern voice at the top of my lungs.

Husband!!!

I suddenly wanted to struggle to get up, but I found that the face in front of me turned into Yan again. She sat up and down on me, and the sweat beads on my body shone slightly. She felt my struggle and stopped immediately, with a look of concern in her eyes.

I was shocked and stopped struggling. Yan stroked my face with his hands. I smiled at her and signaled that I was fine.

Yan smiled gently and started to stroking me again

In the past, Yan would moan softly every time, but tonight he didn't say a word.

Yan pressed his hand against my chest, raised his head up, his body was trying hard to rise and fall, his mouth slightly opened, but there was no sound at all.

I reached out and held Yan's breasts and rubbed them gently. Her nipples stood tall, as if they were demonstrating to me.

Perhaps it was the long-term exercise that made Yan a little tired, and her movements gradually slowed down. I let go of her breasts with both hands, surrounded her, and gently stroked her buttocks.

Yan gently pounded my chest and signaled that she was tired.

I sat up and hugged her. Her legs hooked against my waist and her hands wrapped around my neck. We just looked at each other quietly. Time seemed to have frozen.

After a long time, Yan seemed to have recovered a little more physical strength. She refused my request to let her lie down, hugging my neck and undulating.

My penis was squeezed in Yan's honey path, and the pleasure was getting higher and higher. I held her buttocks with both hands to help her exert force. She lowered her head and sucked my lips.

We hugged each other tightly, as if we wanted to press each other into our bodies, and our lower bodies were tightly connected and rubbed, and there was no gap in the slit of a piece of paper.

We keep rubbing and squirming

Yan's body was so cold, even the sweat beads scattered on her body were cold. I hugged her tighter and tighter, hoping to use my body temperature to help her dispel the cold

Yan seemed to have reached orgasm. Her cold skin was red all over her body, her head was raised, her mouth slightly opened, but she never made any sound.

After a long time, I saw a tear slowly slipping from her face and falling on my chest, extremely cold

A slight sigh rang in my ears, and the sigh was filled with nostalgia and reluctance.

Husband...

Then, I watched Yan's figure slowly fade until it disappeared...

I finally remembered that she was dead and she would never come back

A sound sounded, as if something was broken, I knew, it was my heart breaking...

The news of Yan's death spread quickly, some people regretted it, and some secretly happy it

After Dong Zhuo learned about this, he comforted me and said that as long as I liked the women in Chang'an, I could choose any of them, and even the concubines of His Majesty in the palace could.

I politely declined Dong Zhuo's kindness, but just stayed in the military camp, either drinking or practicing martial arts all day long. I wanted to anesthetize myself until time heals all this.

In the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year is coming, and the whole Chang'an City is getting more and more lively, but I have been staying in the military camp and never going anywhere.

Until one day, Bian came to me and asked me when I would send her back

I almost forgot that Bian is still in my military camp. During the days when Yan is away, I have been in a daze and have never even visited my daughter.

Bian saluted me, then sat down opposite me, and before he could speak, he sighed

General, why are you doing this? Bian sighed again

I picked up the wine pot and poured myself a bowl of wine, looking at the slightly turbid wine in the bowl, which was amazing.

My love passed by your side, but you were powerless and could only watch me pick up the wine bowl and drink it all. Can you understand the taste, madam?

Bian didn't say anything, just looked at me quietly

I have a concubine who has not passed the door. I picked up the wine pot and added wine. Before going to war, Dong Zhuo killed the sacrificial flag. At that time, I was not far from her, but I could do anything. Could my wife understand this feeling?

Bian looked at me with shock and asked for a long time, "Since that's the case, why does the general still have to work hard for Dong Zhuo?"

Because I want to survive, my Bingzhou army will also live. I picked up the wine bowl. When I was greedy and mistaken for a moment, I harmed my adoptive father, and then followed Dong Zhuo to be accomplices of the tiger, everyone in the world despised me. Only my wife silently supported me, my concubine who had not passed away, until the moment before her death, she was still my name. After saying that, I raised my neck and drank the bitter wine.

Bian silently picked up the wine pot and filled me with wine, and then slowly said, "Actually, I used to be a performer."

My family has been an actor for generations. My husband, Prefect Cao, only likes my talents. In his eyes, I am just a toy. Haha, Mrs. Bian snatched my wine bowl and drank the wine inside in one breath.

I seem to be a concubine of the Cao family, but in fact I am the same as an actor. However, as long as I sing an opera, I will still be bullied by the Cao family's wife.

It turns out that the wife is also a miserable person. Come and toast to our similar fate. I raised the wine pot in my hand.

Similar fate... Bian murmured to himself, is it because he can't get what he wants or can't keep what he wants? Come, General, toast to our similar fate