Chapter 159: Speed ​​Pass Mrs. Hu
The night ends and the day dawns, the morning light is dim.

The spybird glided across the sky and landed on Bai Feng's shoulder.

Bai Feng stroked the spybird gently and took a note from its leg.

After reading it, he couldn't help but frowned, and was silent for a long time, and decided to act according to Mo Ya's plan. This was related to the lives of Mo Ya and Yingge, and he would not be willful about it.

Ji Wuye burst into laughter after listening to Bai Feng's report.

"Since Liusha wants to continue testing Mo Ya, it seems that Mo Ya and Yingge's plan is not bad. As long as Liusha can be destroyed, I will just go along with Mo Ya and perform a show."

Bai Feng reminded: "Liu Sha's Wei Zhuang and Cheng Jiao's subordinate Jing Wei will also follow. What if..."

Ji Wuye stopped laughing and nodded: "It is indeed a problem. Wei Zhuang's Kung Fu is stronger than Tianze's. With the addition of Jingwei from Luowang Tianzi, who knows if Liusha will take the opportunity to assassinate this general. In this case, I will watch this big show performed by Liusha with the Marquis tonight. Don't let this general down."

Bai Feng did not say anything else. Mo Ya had told him that he should talk less and do more in front of Ji Wuye, and not learn from Hong Xiao, who said too much and would make mistakes.

Ji Wuye waved his hand and asked Bai Feng to go down and make arrangements.

He was thinking whether he could use Liusha to get rid of the Bloody Marquis tonight. If Jingwei and Weizhuang took action, with Moya Yingge's cooperation, this would not be impossible.

He had been coveting the 100,000-strong army led by the Blood-Robed Marquis for a long time.
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In the small garden of Liu Yi's mansion, Mrs. Hu was sitting in a rattan chair, reading a book leisurely and quietly.

Cheng Jiao didn't come to see her for several days, allowing her to enjoy this rare leisure time.

It’s not that Mrs. Hu hates Cheng Jiao. After all, it’s hard for a woman to feel disgusted with a young, handsome guy who can give her a sense of security.

The main reason was that Mrs. Hu was a little tired of being with Cheng Jiao. After all, it was not legitimate and it was like being a thief. In addition, the absurd thing that happened when her sister came to her place a few days ago took her a long time to recover. She was really shocked.

Suddenly, Mrs. Hu's eyes were blindfolded.

"Guess who I am, sister-in-law?"

A joking voice was heard, causing the stunned Mrs. Hu to quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sir, is that you?"

Cheng Jiao picked up Mrs. Hu, sat on the rattan chair, and let Mrs. Hu sit in his arms.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. My sister-in-law has become much prettier. It seems that you have had a good rest."

Mrs. Hu felt a little uncomfortable in Cheng Jiao's arms.

"Let's go inside, just in case we get caught."

Cheng Jiao didn't take it seriously: "I saw it. My sister-in-law is a widow now. Isn't it normal for her to find another man?"

Mrs. Hu looked at Cheng Jiao with some resentment.

Although the atmosphere in this era was indeed very open, it was very common for women to remarry. Especially widows who had given birth to children were quite popular in the matchmaking market during the Warring States Period.

After all, the seven countries had been fighting for years, and many young and middle-aged people had died. The most recent one was the death of Bai Qi, the god of death, who slaughtered 400,000 Zhao soldiers, causing Zhao to almost become a widow country.

But Mrs. Hu doesn't think so. Her situation is somewhat special.

After all, she is a mother with a daughter named Nongyu, who likes a prince of Qin named Chengjiao.

If her affair with Cheng Jiao were to be known to her daughter, how would she face her daughter again?

Cheng Jiao looked at Mrs. Hu's sad and resentful expression and sighed softly.

In the bright and clear world, in the small garden, in broad daylight, it still doesn't work.
He picked up Mrs. Hu and walked three or five steps to their former love nest, and Mrs. Hu finally felt relieved.

Only when no one was around could she feel more comfortable having an affair with Cheng Jiao.

Sometimes escaping is shameful, but it can help you enjoy a better life.

"Sir, why are you here today?"

Cheng Jiao kissed Mrs. Hu on her little face.

"I'm taking the time to come here and tell you to get ready and leave at any time."

Mrs. Hu was startled. "Going to Qin?"

Cheng Jiao nodded: "That's right, Xinzheng will soon become a vortex, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take care of you by then."

Mrs. Hu hugged Cheng Jiao's waist and fell into his arms.

"Will Nanyue come with me?"

Cheng Jiao stroked Mrs. Hu's cheek and said, "Nongyu will be with you, and a few of my men will go to Xianyang with you. Don't worry, the journey will be safe."

Mrs. Hu didn't expect to leave Xinzheng so soon, but Cheng Jiao had told her a long time ago, so she was mentally prepared. The only ones she couldn't let go were Nongyu and her sister.

"Is my sister in danger?"

Cheng Jiao recalled the romantic night he had with Lady Hu and Lady Mingzhu, and said with a smile, "No, I have arranged for someone in the palace to protect your sister."

Madam Hu was a little worried: "Madam Mingzhu in the palace is the tide witch of the night. Can my sister defeat her?"

Cheng Jiao untied the belt around Mrs. Hu's waist.

"I forgot to tell you that Madam Mingzhu is also mine, so she will naturally not harm your sister."

Mrs. Hu widened her eyes, not knowing what to say.

"You and Madam Mingzhu, if King Han finds out."

Cheng Jiao grinned: "Come to think of it, not only Madam Mingzhu and Concubine Hu are my women, but Princess Honglian is also my woman." Madam Hu was a little confused and didn't know how to digest the amount of information here.

The wife, beauty, and daughter of the King of Han.
Mrs. Hu felt very exploded. She thought her life was miserable enough. In the future, not only would she have to serve Cheng Jiao with her sister, but she would also have to hide it from Nong Yu.

I never expected that there was someone in South Korea who was even more miserable than me. His wife and daughter became someone else's, either secretly or openly.

While Mrs. Hu was in a daze, Cheng Jiao had already stripped her naked.

It was not until Cheng Jiao carried her to the bed that Mrs. Hu came to her senses and looked at Cheng Jiao with a complicated expression.

If someone had told her before that someone could take away the beautiful princess from the King of Han's harem, she would have thought it was a joke.

Cheng Jiao pressed Mrs. Hu under him and bit her ear.

"Sister-in-law, we may not see each other again for more than a month. How about having some fun with Cheng Jiao today?"

Mrs. Hu's pretty face turned red all of a sudden, and she no longer cared about sympathizing with Han Wangan.

"This, I, that I haven't yet"

Before Mrs. Hu could continue speaking, Cheng Jiao had already taken action.

He blocked Mrs. Hu's soft and tender little mouth, almost suffocating her.

"Sir, don't do it yet, just in case... um."

Mrs. Hu felt a pain somewhere and was speechless.

Her body suddenly became out of control, and she subconsciously hugged Cheng Jiao tightly with her arms, fearing that if Cheng Jiao did something wrong, he would break her fragile body.

However, Mrs. Hu soon adapted to the pressure from Cheng Jiao, and found a chance to recover her strength in the midst of thunder and lightning, so that she would not be defeated before she could enjoy the mystery.

Today's Cheng Jiao made Mrs. Hu very helpless.

It’s not like before at all. Be gentle with her first and let her slowly get into the mood.

Now Cheng Jiao has satisfied her wish of finishing work early and resting early.

But what I got was not relief, but a feeling of emptiness.

Mrs. Hu's mind was in a mess. She wanted to ask Cheng Jiao to go slower and slower, but she just opened her mouth and could not utter a single word. Only grunting sounds could be heard.

The road became muddy and Cheng Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Hu's eyes were a little moist and red and swollen, obviously she had been crying for a while.

Cheng Jiao felt a little embarrassed. He just said he was in a hurry and only cared about enjoying himself, without considering that Mrs. Hu was still a weak woman who didn't know kung fu. It was difficult for her to withstand his lack of sense of propriety.

Mrs. Hu's sobbing gradually became inaudible, and she asked cautiously.

"Sir, are you done?"

Cheng Jiao patted Mrs. Hu's jade back.

"I'm sorry for making you suffer. I won't let you suffer again next time."

Mrs. Hu forced a smile and said, "It's okay, as long as the young master treats Nongyu and my sister better in the future."

Looking at Mrs. Hu who always thinks of others and seems to let him bully her, Cheng Jiao sighed softly: "Sister-in-law, with your temperament, you will easily get angry and become unhappy."

Mrs. Hu did not understand what Cheng Jiao was trying to express and did not know how to answer, so she was a little hesitant.

"As long as Nanyue and my sister can live well, I'm fine."

Cheng Jiao rubbed Mrs. Hu's little head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't let you be bullied or unhappy. On the contrary, I will make you happy and make you happy."

Mrs. Hu was somewhat touched and was very grateful for Cheng Jiao's promise to her. A touch of sweetness filled her heart and made her feel very comfortable.

"Thank you, sir. My sister and I will serve you well in the future."

Mrs. Hu endured the pain, knelt on the bed, and bowed to Cheng Jiao to express her gratitude.

Cheng Jiao didn't say anything. He laid Mrs. Hu flat on the bed, changed the wet sheets, gently covered her with a thin quilt, and kissed her on the cheek and smooth forehead.

"Rest first. I'll send someone to pick you up when you need to leave. Don't tell the servants, and keep a low profile."

Mrs. Hu blinked and signaled to Cheng Jiao that she understood.

It wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but she was too tired and in too much pain. She had already used up all her strength to express her gratitude to Cheng Jiao.

She had already made up her mind about Cheng Jiao's instructions. Before leaving, she left a letter in the house and gave some money to the servants to divide.

Cheng Jiao tidied his clothes and slowly opened the door.

"I'm leaving now. If you have nothing else to do in the next two days, try not to go to see Nong Yu."

Mrs. Hu turned sideways and nodded to Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao smiled and closed the door, and soon the room fell into silence. The previous charming atmosphere gradually faded, but the blush on Mrs. Hu's face had not yet faded, as if she was still recalling the boiling days just now.

Cheng Jiao left Madam Hu's mansion in a low profile. He just told the girls that he came to deliver a message to Madam Hu. Now more than half an hour had passed and it was already dawn.

If it's any later, his weakness will be exposed and he won't be able to make excuses.

(End of this chapter)