Chapter 138: Spring Scenery of the Tent (Part 2)

"What is this? It's so smelly!" Pei Ying pinched her nose and frowned. She pointed to a pile of burning black things in the brazier and shouted: "Where is our charcoal?"

"This is dry cow dung, there is not much charcoal anymore, so save some use!" Zhang Huan pulled out the cow dung with tongs and smiled: "You are with a bunch of cow dung every day, I think you are used to it."

"When will I be with a pile of cow dung?" Pei Ying suddenly reacted. She smirked and jumped forward to pinch Zhang Huan's back neck, "Let me take a good look at this pile of cow dung."

Zhang Huan couldn't squat steadily and sat on the ground. He picked up Pei Ying's petite body with his backhand, and lie her in his arms.

"Oh! You guy is so strong." Pei Ying couldn't struggle, so she had to reach out and shave on his face, "Are you shy or not, you just want to take advantage of me all day long."

"Do you think I'm really going to the Western Regions to join the army?" Zhang Huan smiled, "Who said this? Since you don't want to join the army, what should you do with me?"

"You annoying guy!" Pei Ying's face suddenly turned red, her body gradually relaxed, and her beautiful eyes became hazy. She gently touched Hu Tsui on Zhang Huan's chin with one hand and whispered: "Kiss me!"

Zhang Huan lowered her head and sucked her plump lips gently, put her hands on the plump and small hills on her chest, and rubbed them slowly. Pei Ying had forgotten everything. She hugged his neck tightly, stirring the fragrant tongue between his lips, her breath gradually became rapid, and her hands were weak and ineffective to push Zhang Huan's hand.

At this time, a primitive desire rose in Zhang Huan's heart. He kissed her lips, her earlobes, her neck, and his hands moved down inch by inch.

Pei Ying was completely intoxicated. She suddenly felt Zhang Huan's hand reaching to her most secret place. She couldn't help but hold it down and gasped in a low voice: "No! Get rid of the disease, don't......"

Zhang Huan ignored her and continued to move forward stubbornly. Pei Ying kept the last trace of clarity of the spirit platform, and used all her strength to grab his hand tightly, and said extremely resolutely: "It's not possible to get rid of the disease!"

Zhang Huan stopped moving, like a basin of cold water poured his head. His desire suddenly faded, and a hint of anger suddenly arose in his heart. He straightened his body and said coldly: "Miss Pei, I'm sorry!"

"Get sick, what are you calling me?" Pei Ying was a little scared. She hugged Zhang Huan's neck, kissed her lips, begged, "Don't blame me, wait until we get married..."

"I didn't blame you."

Zhang Huan interrupted her and gently pushed her away. He stood up silently and said, "I'll squeeze you, brothers, you go to bed earlier!"

After saying that, he threw off the curtain and walked out strode. The air outside was cold and fresh, and the wind was cold. His head suddenly woke up, and he felt a little regretful. What's wrong with him? He could agree to Cui Ning wait for the wedding night, why was he so harsh to Pei Ying? He glanced into the tent and saw Pei Ying motionless, his eyes filled with tears of grievance.

Zhang Huan suddenly remembered that she was running around with her bumpy and rushing around, even men could not stand the hardships and fatigues. She was a famous lady with a delicate body, but she never screamed bitterness, never blamed anyone, always kept a smile and cheered up her frustrated self. How deep is this infatuation and love, but she herself.

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Alas! Zhang Huan knocked his head hard, turned around and walked back to the small tent quietly.

In the tent, Pei Ying was still kneeling there, her head buried deep in her knees, covering her face with her hands and sobbing in a low voice, her thin shoulders were twitching gently, Zhang Huan felt heartbroken, he slowly knelt beside her, stroked her hair and apologized: "Ying'er, I'm sorry, I was so stinking just now, it was really a pile of cow dung, no! It was even more smelly than cow dung."

Pei Ying could no longer help but threw herself into his arms and cried sadly. Zhang Huan felt ashamed and hugged her shoulders tightly, allowing her to vent her depression.

After a long time, Pei Ying's crying gradually stopped, but the grievance in her heart became deeper, "You don't pity me at all, they keep riding a horse... The legs hurt!"

"Ah!" Zhang Huan hurriedly straightened her, looking at her pear blossom-like face, and he felt extremely heartbroken, "Why don't you tell me where? Let me see!"

Pei Ying burst out laughing and punched him twice in the chest, "Can you show you, you fool?"

Speaking of this, her face turned red with shame, and she turned her head and didn't dare to look at him.

When Zhang Huan saw her laughing, he felt relieved. When he saw that he was ashamed, he felt a little embarrassed. He hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear: "I will hug you tonight and let me touch you gently. Where did you get hurt?"

Pei Ying nodded shyly. Suddenly she remembered something, frowned, and said with a pout, "Then you want to move this cow dung out. I don't like it smells like this, so I'd rather be colder."

Zhang Huan smiled, "Okay, I'll leave now!"

Pei Ying grabbed him and said anxiously: "It's not your pile, it's that pile."

Zhang Huan laughed loudly, patted her hands and said, "I'll go and ask my personal soldiers to change a basin of charcoal."

Pei Ying also stood up with difficulty and smiled, "I'll go out for a walk with you, and we'll come back when the stench here disappears."

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The night in Hexi is extremely cold, and the snow makes the night look particularly bright. There is no moon, only the stars in the sky, which is incredibly numerous. The night is already very deep. The mountains of Qilian Mountains are already unclear, and they appear darker and darker, hanging heavily on the edge of the starry sky. This is a cold and quiet warm night.

Zhang Huan rode on the horse and hugged Pei Ying tightly in his arms with a thick cloak. The two of them leaned against each other and walked slowly in the snow. The horse's hooves stepped on the dry snow, making a sound of "creaking!creaking!". There were piles of bonfires in the distance. This was the people of Hexi who were spending the night by the bonfire, and from time to time, there were faint singing and laughter.

"Did you see that they have their own way of living, so we don't have to worry about it."

"Yes! Seeing them so miserable and miserable during the day, I feel really heavy in my heart. Now I suddenly feel hopeful."

"As long as there is hope, we can survive. Next spring, I will send someone to Chang'an to buy a batch of oxen and farm tools, let the soldiers farm, and then bring their families here so that they can take root in Hexi with peace of mind."

"What about you?" Pei Ying suddenly smiled softly, "Do you want to bring Cui Ning too?"

Zhang Huan was stunned, and a bitter smile gradually appeared on his face, "So you know everything."

"Of course I know." Pei Ying raised her head and shook her eyes and smiled at Zhang Huan, "We broke up on the boat last year. Since then, I have been paying attention to your every move. You kidnapped Cui Ning and sent her back, but I was arrested. I knew there must be something wrong with it. Later, at the night banquet in Qujiang, I saw Cui Ning receive a note and ran out in a hurry. As a result, you left the next day. Needless to say, it must have been a secret meeting with you. After you left Chang'an, Cui Ning lost weight day by day and remained silent all day long. You said, how could I not know?"

"You cunning little witch, I have been so sad." Zhang Huan suddenly thought of his oath to Cui Ning, and couldn't help but sigh, but couldn't continue.

"Actually you don't need to sigh, it's me who needs to sigh."

“Why?”

"Because you knew me first, but you like Cui Ning, which made me think about it day and night, and in the end I ended up suffering with you."

Pei Ying became more and more angry as she spoke, and twisted Zhang Huan's arm hard.

Although she was talking angry, Zhang Huan felt extremely sweet in her heart. He hugged Pei Ying tightly in his arms, and turned his head to block her mouth with a kiss.

Pei Ying's body immediately softened. She put her back on Zhang Huan's neck and raised her head to kiss him deeply.

"Let's go back!" Zhang Huan said gently in her hot ear.

Pei Ying nodded shyly and buried her body deeply in his arms.

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"Come in!" Pei Ying exclaimed lightly in the small leather tent, and Zhang Huan lowered her head and entered the tent. The leather tent had been replaced with charcoal, the light was soft and warm as spring. There was a vent above the leather tent, so she didn't feel stuffy. Pei Ying had finished washing. She was wearing an emerald green tight double-breasted shirt and floral mid-trousers below, outlining her soft curves so clearly that she had not tied her hair, and she was just casually spread on her shoulders, emitting a faint fragrance all over her body.

Looking at the carpet again, she had already laid two beds with big and small beds. Pei Ying pointed to the larger bed and said, "Miss, for your love for the people, you are allowed to spend the night here and sleep there." She took another rope and pulled it between the two beds with her, and couldn't help but smile and said, "This is our Chuhe Han Realm. You are not allowed to cross the boundary at night!"

Zhang Huan looked at her busy like a bird, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. He took off his coat and lay comfortably on the bedding, rested his head under his hands, glanced at her again, and said with a smile: "You must know that in the end, the Overlord was destroyed by Liu Bang."

"So you are the overlord, and you would rather commit suicide than cross Jiangdong in the end." Pei Ying smiled and stuffed a pillow for him, then climbed into the bedding, and finally stuck her head out and said, "You go and blow up the lights and sleep obediently, do you know? Don't have bad thoughts."

"Okay! OK! OK! Okay! I will listen to you." Zhang Huan sat up boredly, and he let out the stuffy air in his chest from a distance. The light went out and the tent was pitch black.

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"Are you asleep?" Pei Ying suddenly stretched out her feet and kicked him.

"You have crossed the line." Zhang Huan said lazily.

"I can cross the line, but you can't."

After a while, Pei Ying kicked him again, "You are not allowed to sleep, you have to wait for me to fall asleep first."

"Then why can't you sleep?"

"How can I sleep so noisy outside?"

"But there is no sound outside!"

"I don't care. I just can't sleep anyway. Otherwise, if you tell a boring story, I will fall asleep after listening to it."

When Zhang Huan heard the story, he suddenly felt energetic. He lowered his voice and said slowly: "There was a mansion that had been in jail for hundreds of years, and there was no one. One night......."
To be continued...