By decree and pro

Chapter 84 Strong Kiss

"Wow! That's awesome!"

Tonight's banquet was held in the garden of the Swan Palace next to the mountain wall. During the day, Yalta led people to lay gorgeous carpets and set up colorful lantern stands.

It is said that this is also to please Prince Yonghe, and the selected lanterns are all in the shape of lotus, peony and other big swallows.

A rectangular table filled with fresh melons and fruits and about [-] plates of delicacies is placed in a corner of the garden; large freshly baked naan cakes are piled higher than a person, and the visiting guests will put them in a silver basin after greeting the host's house. Wash your hands, and then go to get a pair of naan cakes that are roasted fragrant and sprinkled with yellow sesame seeds, and then you can go to the table to choose the delicacies you want to eat.

They can put half-lean and half-fat mutton, beef, grilled fish and other meat in the naan bread, or some roasted vegetables covered with spices, as much or as little as they like.

As for the spicy sauces contained in these silver plates, it is even more exciting. The red, green, yellow, yellow, white and white colors are as bright as pastel rouge. No small surprise.

Then fold the large round naan cakes filled with gourmet food and mixed sauces in half, and then fold them in half to become "hand-held burritos", which can be eaten in your hands. You don't need to stick to any posture, eat as you feel comfortable, and go Eating, eating while sitting, eating while chatting, it is obvious that Xiliang people prefer this relaxed way of drinking and banqueting.

It is true that in case of a drunken fight, the burrito in this hand is also a hidden weapon. The pancake covered with spicy powder will smear on the face, and the tears and snot will come together, and the spicy taste cannot be removed by washing the face several times. It can be uncomfortable for several days.

Princess Mingyue was telling Yan about the last time she attended a tribal banquet, there was a fight with someone throwing naan bread.Yan was stunned at first, and then laughed until he laughed.

Since Usman and Feralas were not here, Yan, who was originally the host and guest, became the host instead.

Every civil and military minister who stepped into the garden first asked him to greet and salute. Yanzheng had a headache and how to deal with it. Princess Mingyue offered to help and taught him the process of welcoming guests in Xiliang.

They also chatted about more local customs and customs in Xiliang, and Yan learned a lot in less than half an hour.

Mingyue suddenly looked at Yan, and said with a smile: "Yan, you will make a very good queen."

"I..." Yan was about to say how it was possible, when all the ministers bowed and saluted, it turned out that Usman had come.

"Usman." Unlike the previous avoidance, Yan took the initiative to greet him, "You are here."

"Why, you miss me so much after not seeing you for a long time?" Usman smiled slightly.In his eyes, there are no ministers, only Yan.

The ministers were all savvy, and hurriedly retreated to the side after saluting, where they should eat and drink, and those who should watch the show watched the show.

There are a lot of juggling with knives, guns, fire and fire today, no wonder they have to be moved to the garden.

At this time, in the middle of the garden, there were three young men on tall canoes performing torches, and the torches illuminated the faces of all the people, making it extremely lively.

"How are the characters on the ancient scroll?" Yan asked after glancing at Usman.

"Your Majesty just heard about the ancient tomb scrolls, and she was also very interested." Princess Mingyue spoke with a smile.

Usman glanced at Mingyue, and then said: "At present, I can only recognize the meaning of a few words, and it is difficult to form a sentence. I will tell you when there is a coherent meaning."

"Okay." Princess Mingyue nodded happily.

Yan felt a little upset in his heart, this was the first question he asked, why did Usman only focus on answering Mingyue.

But soon I felt that this kind of discomfort was really naive, like a child snatching candy.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Yan noticed that Usman's eye circles were a little red, "Isn't it because you've read too many books and are tired?"

"Probably." Usman couldn't help rubbing the corners of his eyes, "It may also be that there is too much dust in the library."

"Don't rub it, it will be even redder." Yan said, "Go to bed earlier tonight."

"Yanyan, are you feeling sorry for me?" Usman put down his hand, and then went to pull Yan's hand.

Yan stepped back, but he didn't let him hold it: "Don't be too sentimental, if you burn out, who will translate the ancient scroll for me? And you have to recharge your energy..."

"Are you ready for the bridal chamber?"

Princess Mingyue blushed, coughed lightly, and turned to "watch" the torch-wielding performance.

"Don't think that because there are so many people here, I won't dare to beat you!" Yan stared at Usman, and then said, "I want you to get ready to deal with my brother."

"Emperor Dayan?"

"Yeah." Yan crossed his arms, "Shen Fangyu wrote to Brother Huang about all the 'good things' you did to me... I wanted to marry you secretly, and then secretly

Divorce, so that the emperor doesn't need to know anything, but once Shen Fangyu's letter is gone, it is impossible to marry secretly, and the emperor will definitely stop me from marrying you. "

"No wonder when I came here just now, I saw Shen Fangyu and Yiliya standing in the open space outside, and I thought they were so leisurely, counting the stars." Usman realized something.

"Hmph, standing for one day is still a light punishment."

"But Yan Yan, there is one thing I don't understand. What did Ilya do?"

"He's too skinny." Yan finished speaking and called Yalta to stop, asking him to do a favor and release the two wooden men counting stars.

"That's right, Yanyan." Usman said after thinking for a moment, "Don't worry, no matter how Emperor Dayan stops me, I will marry you."

"It's good if you have the determination." Yan nodded, "My emperor brother is very simple but also accepts death. If he thinks you are bad, no matter what the reason is, he will not agree to this marriage."

"Being able to get Emperor Dayan's permission is naturally more joy than joy, but if he really disagrees, Yanyan, elopement is also a way."

"You are the king of Xiliang, where do you want to elope?" Yan lowered his arms, "You don't have any heirs, so do you want to pass the throne to your brother?"

The smile on Usman's face suddenly dimmed, Yan noticed the gaffe, and quickly said: "I mean you can't leave."

"Yeah. Yanyan is right." Usman smiled slightly.

"Wow! Wow! It's amazing!"

The performance of swinging the torches seemed to be at its climax. The three performers sprayed wine on the torches in their hands at the same time. They paraded past in front of them, and the scene was very spectacular!

Yan was attracted by them, Usman said: "Go, go and have a look."

Yan and Usman came to the young jugglers performing. Although Princess Mingyue couldn't see the fire dragon, she could feel the fiery breath and applauded excitedly.

"Mingyue, you're standing too close." Yan stretched out his hand and gently pulled Princess Mingyue to make her step back.At this moment, an entertainer was choked by the smoke from the torch or something, the torch that was thrown deviated from the direction, flew over the head of the opposite artist, and flew towards the bright moon!

"Oh my God!" Everyone saw the torch that flew out by mistake, Mingyue didn't know the danger and still stood still, Yan was the closest to Mingyue, and flicked the torch away with a wave of his hand.

"Flame!"

Yan's sleeve was on fire, but Yan looked at Mingyue, wanting to see if she was injured.

Instead, Usman grabbed Yan's arm and reached out to extinguish the fire on his sleeve.

"Woo." Seeing that the bright moon was unharmed, Yan felt a pain on the back of his hand as if bitten by fire aphid ants.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" The three entertainers fell from the wheelbarrow in a panic, and the torch also fell to the ground, which was extinguished by the crowd.

"Drag it on and behead it for public display." Usman's eyes were extremely cold.

"Wu...Your Majesty, they just stumbled." Yan endured the pain and said, "The crime does not warrant death, please forgive me."

"Yan, are you seriously injured?" Princess Mingyue didn't know the danger at first, but Yan just knew it as soon as she took care of her, and now she is so anxious that she is about to cry.

"It's okay." Yan smiled, "It's just a little skin trauma."

"Call the doctor." Usman said with a straight face, "lock them up."

The guards came and took away the juggler who was so panicked that he couldn't walk straight.

Looking at their devastated appearance, Yan knew that they were not assassins, but just accidental misses.

An old imperial doctor came in a hurry and brought good medicine for burns, but there were too many people here, so it was not convenient for treatment.

"Let's go to the side hall." Usman grabbed Yan's wrist involuntarily and led him forward.

Princess Mingyue was worried and followed behind in a daze.Yan was worried about Mingyue, fearing that she would fall, so he kept looking back.Later, he simply shook off Usman's hand and went to leave with Mingyue.

"I'm fine, don't cry." Yan said to Princess Mingyue with a smile.

When they arrived at the side hall, the imperial physician cut off Yan's sleeve with scissors.The wrist and arm are fine, but the main injury is on the back of the hand, a large area is hot red, and there are two blisters, one large and one small.

The imperial doctor was about to pick out the blisters with silver needles, and then apply medicinal powder to bandage them up, but Yan made a "shh" gesture, and the old imperial doctor couldn't help looking at Jun Shang, who nodded slightly with a livid complexion, the old imperial doctor The doctor didn't say anything and started to treat the inflammation.

"How is it?" Princess Mingyue sat on the bench beside her and asked anxiously.

"Of course it's nothing." Yan said with a smile, "otherwise the imperial doctor will definitely yell."

"Is Your Highness really alright?" Princess Mingyue asked the imperial doctor again.

"Go back to the princess, Your Highness is fine." The old imperial doctor said kindly, "Apply some cooling herbs, and the swelling will subside in a few days."

"...Then, you should be gentle." Princess Mingyue looked trembling, as if she was administering medicine, and said, "Your Highness already has several scars on her hands, so I can't leave any more scars." .”

"I'm a man, so I don't pay much attention to these things." Yan was in severe pain, and the imperial doctor was picking up his blisters with a silver needle, but he still said in a relaxed tone, "Not to mention that the injury is not serious, it won't hurt at all. leave scars."

"Yan, don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you." Yan stretched out his left hand and stroked Mingyue's head in a comforting manner.

Princess Mingyue's ears turned red, and she whispered, "Yan, you have such a kind heart. Not only did you protect me, but you also interceded for that juggler."

"They didn't have any malice in the first place." Yan said, frowning slightly, enduring the pain of being disinfected with herbal juice.

After about half a stick of incense, the old imperial doctor treated Yan's wound well.The gauze is covered with three or four layers inside and outside, and it is tied tightly at the tiger's mouth.

"Your Highness, don't get water on your wound these few days." The old imperial doctor urged.

"I see, thank you for your hard work." Yan nodded.

"This is what a humble official should do." The old imperial doctor said to Yan, and then saluted Usman, "Your Majesty, the humble official will retire first."

"Mingyue, you go out too." Usman chased away the guests expressionlessly, "Go with the imperial doctor."

The old imperial doctor stood by, waiting to go out with Princess Mingyue.

"Huh? But I..." Mingyue still wanted to stay by Yan's side.

"There are too many people outside, Mingyue is better to stay here. After the banquet is over, I will send her out." Yan looked at Usman, and suddenly remembered, "By the way, your hand is fine. ?”

It was Usman who extinguished the flames on his sleeve for him before.

But at that time, he was only worried about Mingyue and failed to take care of Usman.

Usman suddenly walked towards Yan.Yan sat on the stool, much shorter than him, and couldn't help looking up at him.

The emerald-like green eyes shone with a hair-raising sharp light. When Yan was startled and wanted to dodge involuntarily, his waist was hugged by Usman. The next moment, Usman unexpectedly Pick him up and put him on the long table.

Yan was forced to lie down, kicking his feet on the bench, his eyes that were about to look away had to meet Usman's, and his heart became angry: "What are you doing..."

Before Yan could ask the question "what are you doing", Usman answered it with actions.

The lips and tongue that were crushed strongly did not give Yan any chance to dodge or resist, just like rabbit meat in the lion's mouth, there is only a difference in how to eat it, but there is no thought of letting go.

Do you want to swallow it whole and feel the deliciousness slipping into your throat and fill your stomach instantly, or chew it slowly and savor the fresh taste of the tender rabbit meat between your lips and teeth.

Usman's method is obviously two ways at the same time, first let Yan accept his forced kiss almost roughly, swallow his sobs and resistance all at once, clasping his chin with both hands, and adjusting his lips to fit best Close your eyes, ignoring everything around you.

When Yan was trembling with annoyance, but the breath in his nose became extremely hot, Usman suddenly became gentle, and his lips rubbed slowly, luring Yan to feel the joy of the moment with him.

Such a fierce kiss, it is impossible to be completely silent, the old imperial doctor hastily turned around the moment they kissed, and turned his back on it.

Only Princess Mingyue, who didn't know why, opened a pair of innocent big eyes and "looked" straight at them.

"What's the matter..." At first, Princess Mingyue thought Junshang and Yan were whispering, but the voice sounded a bit strange.It was sweltering and humid, and there was also the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the sound of the stool being stepped on and then toppled over.

"You didn't fight, did you?" Princess Mingyue became worried.

The voice sounded like they were fighting each other, but it was not the same, Yan lowered his voice very low, as if covering his mouth deliberately to keep silent.No, it seemed to be eating something again, and there was an obvious wet swallowing sound in the throat.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Yan, who was hot from head to toe, slid from the table and sat on the floor.To be precise, he grabbed Usman's silver hair, finally pulled his estrous head, and broke free from Usman's embrace.

Yan wanted to get up, but his legs were weak, and he slid directly from the table and sat on the ground.

Trembling in embarrassment, he suppressed the sound of rapid inhalation towards his lips as if he was about to sink into the mud, so those rapid and burning gasps were only between Yan's crimson and soaked lips It turned into a cloud of white mist that spread out silently.

Usman didn't look so "breathless", after all, he dominated all this with ease.

"Yan, do you have a pain in the back of your hand?" Princess Mingyue felt like she was falling into a cloud, not knowing what happened and she was even more worried.

"He's fine." Usman replied, "Doctor, take the princess away."