I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Fang Yiyi went downstairs to see his wife off to the carriage. He then saw someone selling candied haws across the street and immediately felt craving for them, so he went up to buy some.

As soon as he got the candied haws and before he had time to take a bite, he saw a familiar and charming figure falling from a magnificent carriage at the corner in front of him.

The pedestrians around avoided it and watched the carriage drive away with fear, and looked at the beautiful woman who fell to the ground and cried with amusement, but when they saw her clothes and accessories, they immediately restrained their expressions and walked away quickly.

You are tired of living, and you dare to have evil thoughts about the princess. There are so many beauties in Pingkangfang, you can play with them and sleep with them as you like, and you won't die.

If anyone touches a finger of this weeping beauty, all nine clans will have to pay for their wrongdoings with their lives.

Fang Yiyi frowned. Not wanting to meddle in other people's business, he turned around and went back to the restaurant.

As soon as their lovely wives left, the brothers started talking!

"Madam, call twenty girls to come over and drink with us!"

"Good fellow, Xingzhi, you are very good at hiding your abilities! The knife attack at Zui Xiang Pavilion was really elusive. When did you start learning martial arts from the princess?"

Chapter 154: Xingzhi is rich, madam, give me ten more girls!

Fang Yiyi casually explained:

"Hey, hey, hey, this was taught to me by my county lord. He told me to use it for self-defense. I never expected to use it in a fight!"

The crowd continued:

"Yi Ai, you are amazing. Last time you wrote a quatrain, and this time you wrote a great poem. It seems that your previous ignorance was all fake!"

"We are all good brothers. I won't hide it from you. The poem was written on the spot. I don't have the ability to compose a poem in a short time. However, from now on, everyone will say that I have an outstanding talent for poetry. It's really refreshing!"

"My dear, Xingzhi, when did you pass the poem to Yiai? How come we didn't notice it?"

"Let's not talk about that. Tonight, I earned 100,000 strings of cash. Let's drink and have fun. I'll treat you all!"

"Okay, let's not go home until we're drunk. This is a good deal. Madam, bring us ten more girls!"

"Oh my god, Xiaoshuang, you called so many girls, are you planning to die under the peony flowers?"

"It's really fun today. I've wanted to beat up those pedantic scholars for a long time!"

"That's right. By the way, when you duel with Yan-something later, you have to call us along!"

"Xingzhi, come on, my good brother-in-law whom I missed, let's have a drink first!"

......

After Fang Yiyi and Duan Yan and others had a great time talking and drinking, he, who was weak, was the first to give in. He refused everyone's offer to call him Hu Ji Meiji, begged for mercy and went home.

As Fang Yiyi staggered out of the tavern door, he was supported by Fang Liu who was waiting for him and prepared to get on the carriage.

Before getting on the carriage, Fang Liu said with a strange expression: "Sanlang, the concubine of the Prince of Yan wants to see you for something important. Do you think you can go?"

Fang Yiyi, who had not yet passed out from drunkenness, was immediately drunk as the wind blew. He did not hear clearly what Fang Liu said and just thought he was going home. He muttered, "Go, I must go!"

Fang Liu widened his eyes and took a deep breath, but seeing Sanlang got into the carriage steadily, he thought that he was not drunk, so he said nothing more and drove the carriage towards the edge of Pingkangfang.

In Pingkangfang, far away from the hustle and bustle of Sanqu, there is a quiet and elegant house.

The wheels stopped turning. Fang Liu, holding onto the broken fragment, watched Fang Yiyi, who looked as if nothing had happened, enter the room where candlelight was rising. After saluting to the concubine of Prince Yan, who was wearing a white gauze hat that concealed her explosive figure, he returned to the carriage parked in the yard.

As a book boy, Fang Liu knew very well the principles of not looking, not listening, not speaking and not moving. If the concubine of Prince Yan asked to see Sanlang late at night, she would definitely say something that he must not hear.

Moreover, my own Sanlang is flirting with Princess Changle, County Lady Lekang, and Second Lady of the Du family at the same time, and maybe he has something going on with the concubine of Prince Yan.

If he really were to guard outside the door and hear something he shouldn't hear, and if he accidentally let it slip, he would be dead!

Now I am guarding in the carriage and can't hear anything. Even if someone lets something slip, it's just that Prince Yan's concubine wants to see Sanlang for something important, and that's it!

in the house.

Fang Yiyi sat on the couch, swaying. He raised his hand to pick up the teapot that was dangling in front of him, but failed to get it.

In the open... Zhao looked at the drunk Fang Yiyi, smiled slightly, stretched out her plump hand, poured tea for Fang Yiyi, and said:

"Sanlang, did you help Erlang of the Fang family write the poem tonight?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. You stood in front of him and spoke to him."

Sizzle!

Fang Yiyi picked up the teacup, drank it, and smiled at the faceless beauty in front of him and said:

"Xueying, why are you wearing a hat?"

"Do you want to try something different with your husband?"

Chapter 155: It's Over, I Made a Drunk Mistake on a Beautiful Woman

Zhao's expression suddenly dropped, and he said coldly:

"Sanlang, wake up, I'm not your wife, I'm the concubine of the King of Yan!"

Fang Yiyi, who was staggering, suddenly said with a serious expression:

"Ma'am, are you jealous?"

"I swear, I didn't look at Zhao even once tonight."

"Although her breasts were magnificent and plump, I really didn't look at them much."

"Don't be jealous, okay?!"

"You are the only one in my heart. I won't even look at other women!"

Zhao was amused by the fact that Fang Yiyi still loved his wife even when he was drunk.

But after her red lips raised up and smiled a few times, they bent down.

She also wants to be cared for and loved by her husband.

But her prince only wanted to form cliques and recruit powerful officials.

She came from a humble background, and the only reason she caught the eye of Prince of Yan, Li You, was because of her charming face, impressive figure, and outstanding intelligence.

But once her well-designed plan failed due to Li You's own stupidity, he would blame her for it.

At the very least, she was insulted, and at the worst, she was beaten and punished, which made her miserable.

Thinking about the suffering I had endured over the years, and then thinking about how I was slapped in the face tonight, kicked out of the carriage, and my miserable appearance was watched by everyone.

Look at the playboy Fang Yiyi in the past, who would still dote on and care for his wife even when drunk.

Her plump body began to tremble, and the sobbing sounds fell into Fang Yiyi's ears.

Fang Yiyi hurriedly staggered over the wooden table, came to Zhao's side, hugged her body, and spoke softly to her with concern.

Even though Zhao knew that the man in front of her didn't want to coax her, at this moment, the soft voice she had never heard before and the warm embrace she had never had before made Zhao's heart warm, and her crying gradually dissipated.

When Fang Yiyi heard the crying sound weaken, he smiled innocently and said, "Madam, it's good that you don't cry, it's good that you don't cry!"

The next moment, Fang Yiyi grinned: "You are wearing a veil, why don't we do something fun?!"

Zhao panicked, and just as she was about to leave the thin embrace, her body shook.

The big hand passed through the veil and fell on her.

At the same time, her plump and boneless hands began to tremble, and her body became heavier.

Zhao bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, trying to break free and get up quickly, but she had used up most of her strength. Not only did she fail to stand up, she fell back down again. This fall completely left her with no strength left.

The sight of the man's head through the white gauze made her ears and temples red, and being captured in three places made Zhao feel numb all over. After drinking some wine, she had a crazy idea in her mind.

She quickly shook her head to dispel the crazy evil thoughts.

At this moment, Fang Yiyi pinched the cherry and said lovingly, "Madam, can you give it to me?!"

The last bit of Zhao's rationality disappeared like a wisp of black smoke rising from a candle flame, and she nodded shyly and said, "Okay!"

The white veil fell off, revealing scarlet slap marks on her foxy face, which made people feel pity for her.

The eyes were filled with amorous mist, and the hot red lips were stuck to the thick lips full of alcohol.

The plump body was revealed under the candlelight.

The sweet moans that made one's blood boil rang out in the quiet room.

A moment later.

Fang Yiyi was working hard and sweating all over. The alcohol in his body was quickly discharged with his sweat.

His mind became a little clearer, and the blurry face of his wife in front of him gradually became clear and looked a little different.

Sweat fell into his eye sockets, and the discomfort in his eyes made him blink, and then open his eyes again.

Chapter 156 What's wrong? Did I hurt you?

In Fang Yiyi's eyes, the wife in front of him suddenly turned into Teacher Mingli, and the seductive moans in his ears were also completely different from his wife's.

He looked around, it was not his room, and the wonderful hot touch he felt made his body tremble.

He knew it was not fake, and as bits of memory emerged, panic appeared on his handsome face.

He wanted to get up, but his neck was held tightly by someone, and it was difficult for him to get away. Just as he was in a dilemma, he was suddenly pulled down.

The suffocation brought by burying his head in the warmth and softness made him forget everything he was thinking.

"Sanlang, you are awesome!"

"Tonight, I am your wife, ah, I, I am your wife..."

The words of love that made the animal's blood boil floated into Fang Yiyi's ears. He felt the beauty and listened to the words by his ear.

Fang Yiyi concluded that the other party was enjoying a night of passion that would go awry.

He didn't say anything and just treated it as a beautiful dream he had while drunk.

But he didn't know that the owner of the melon who buried his head had complicated expressions in his half-closed eyes.

How could a woman who had been through many battles not notice the changes in her body and the people around her?

What Zhao said was just to deceive herself and Fang Yiyi, so as to avoid embarrassment for both of them after the truth was revealed.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Fang Yiyi, who had experienced three women but this was his first time experiencing such a satisfying and wonderful experience, gasped for breath. He turned over and lay on the wooden step, his face full of complexity.

Zhao's face was also full of satisfaction. She panted and tasted bliss for the first time. Complex tears slowly flowed from her eyes.

After Fang Yiyi separated from her, she turned her back, feeling weak all over, and offered the perfect curve of her back to Fang Yiyi.

The plump and soft hands lifted the scattered skirt to the side, half-covering the seductive curves.

Fang Yiyi also came to his senses at this time and didn't know what to do.

Pretending to sleep?

Or make it clear?

But now that it’s been made clear, how do you explain it?

I recognized the wrong person. Although the other party complimented me, I still defiled him.

And the other party is the concubine of Prince Yan.

Fang Yiyi, who was in a state of confusion, thought of what Zhao said when she was emotional, and hypnotized himself:

"I am in a state of drunkenness and blackout now, so I need to go to sleep."

As he thought about it, his breathing soon became steady, just as he was half awake and half awake.

A suppressed sobbing sound came from beside him, and Fang Yiyi subconsciously asked: "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

As soon as these words came out.

The two of them made the best of their mistake, and the window paper was broken.

Zhao whispered, "No, nothing happened between you and me tonight. Let's take a rest for a while and then leave!"

"Yeah!" Fang Yiyi responded and said nothing more.

The two people with complicated thoughts just lay on the wooden couch.

The nights in Chang'an in late spring are still cold.

Even though there was a charcoal fire lit in the copper basin in the room, the two men had just sweated a lot and couldn't help feeling cold at this moment.