Han Ze was overjoyed when he heard that, but he refused to admit it. He frowned and said loudly,"Hmph, can a mere honey trap lure me, Han Ze, into surrendering? Alright, I admit that the beauty you found is indeed very beautiful, but…"
Before Han Ze could finish, a hoarse voice said,""Oh my, so Young Master also thinks that we're pretty!”
When Han Ze turned around, he was almost scared out of his wits on the spot. He saw four extremely familiar women, ranging from thirty to fifty years old, standing behind him, all of them throwing coquettish glances at him shyly.
"Who are you?" Where are those beauties from earlier?"
A woman smiled and hugged Han Ze." Young Master, we are the four beauties of Apricot Blossom Village. We are Chun Tao, Xia Zhu, Qiu Ju, and Dong Mei.”
Dong Mei was an old woman in her early fifties. She helped Han Ze take off his pants very directly."Those four were the chief's wives. Young master, don't even think about it. Enjoy our service!”
Han Ze was so scared that tears came out. His usual confident look was gone. He opened his throat and shouted,"Help, help!"
Lu Guan's cold voice sounded at the door,""Han Ze, are you willing to surrender?”
Han Ze was stunned." A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Why are you torturing me with these methods?"”
Lu Guan stomped his foot in anger."F * ck!" he thought."You're indeed loyal to 200%."
In the prison cell, the four beauties of Apricot Blossom Village heard that the Fort Master had left without saying anything. They smiled coquettishly and surrounded Han Ze…
"No!"
Han Ze, a famous official in River East, had left behind an indelible humiliation in his life…
……
In contrast to Kan Ze's miserable weather, the Phoenix Screen Mountain Village was in jubilation. The party between the new and old Yellow Turban Revolutionary Army was entering a high stage. Lu Guan held a wine bowl and gave a passionate speech. On behalf of his deceased classmate Zhang Jiao of the Path of Peace, he expressed his heartfelt gratitude to the followers of Yellow Heaven.
Drinking until their eyes were red and ears were hot, the women captured from the counties these few days put on a little makeup and danced on the open space of the mountain stronghold, making the Yellow Turban thieves drool.
After several plundering, the village was now saturated with food and women. Lu Guan held a bowl of wine and planned to find some village women and Yellow Turban thieves who knew how to farm to plant some fruits and grains at the back of the mountain tomorrow. That way, if the soldiers came down from the mountain, they could hold on for a while.
As Lu Guan was thinking, he suddenly heard a scream. He saw a new Yellow Turban thief carrying a woman into the grass.
"You guys play, I'm going back to sleep!”Lu Guan laughed." Hehe, you're all trash. Do your best. I'll teach you a few moves when I'm free. I'll make you all little bullies on the bed!"”
His words were honest, and everyone's eyes revealed envy. The three wives of the Fort Master were as beautiful as flowers and jade, but his sister-in-law and the team of female soldiers were also very beautiful.
The most important thing was that the Fort Master's Godly Fire Poisonous Dragon Spear was unparalleled in the world. According to his wives, even three to five people, including his wife and personal maids, could not withstand his extremely high martial strength. Every day, he was so tired that his bones and muscles were weak, and his footsteps were weak.
What made people even more speechless was that the two talkative servant girls had already secretly spread the news. They said that the Fort Master had practiced divine arts and could always make all kinds of postures on the bed. It was as if he was practicing some strange martial arts, which was why he was so powerful.
The heavens had mercy on him. It was really scary to be uncultured these days. He had actually turned some common postures from Earth into divine protective techniques and cultivation techniques…
Today, Lu Guan was drunk. He had taken off his shirt before entering the bedroom.
Lu Guan kicked open the bedroom door and heard a soft scream in the dark. It seemed to be Da Qiao's voice.
"Madam, we should rest early.”
Lu Guan showed a silly smile and threw himself onto the bed…
The bedroom in ancient times was different from today's. A small red lamp could be lit to liven things up.
Lu Guan could only see Da Qiao's face through the bonfire outside. It was Da Qiao. However, he felt that Da Qiao, who was usually as docile as a cat, was struggling very hard. Not only did he not want to take off his clothes, but he was also struggling desperately.
F * ck, they're already an old couple, yet they're still so pretentious!
Lu Guan couldn't help but feel angry. He raised his hand and slapped her.
There was a loud slap in the bedroom. Da Qiao seemed to have been beaten senseless and lay motionless on the bed.
Lu Guan cleaned both of them in a few moves. As soon as he started to move, he heard a painful scream...
"Great King, what's wrong?"
Da Qiao's gentle voice came from outside, and the three madams came in with candlesticks.
The candlestick's light shone into the bedroom and the women were stunned. They saw Xiaojiao lying on the bed crying her eyes out. There was blood on the corner of her mouth.
As for Lu Guan, he was also covered in blood. Apparently, he had just occupied Xiao Qiao…
" Sister…" Xiao Qiao cried even harder when she saw Da Qiao come in. She threw herself into Da Qiao's arms and cried loudly.
Lu Guan wanted to cry, too.
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