"Oh--"

After Meng Hu and Meng Bao left, Meng Tian turned her neck and yawned, feeling a strong feeling of sleepiness.

The hour of Hai is about to end, and the night is already dark. In ancient times, when there was no entertainment, it was the time to take off your clothes and fall into a deep sleep.

"I've been tense for so long, so I should be able to have a good night's sleep tonight."

He led his army to cross the Taihang Mountains and raided Jingxing Pass. After he succeeded, he rushed to Shiyi without stopping. Meng Tian's nerves were always in a highly concentrated state. At any time, leading troops to fight was both mental and physical work for the generals. Many famous generals fell into physical fitness and left behind eternal regrets.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

At this time, Meng Tian rested and remembered the sound of his personal soldiers knocking: "General, the slaves from the county government brought the foot wash water!"

"Let her come in!"

Meng Tian took off the knife on his waist and put it on the couch on his left hand, and kicked off the cowhide shoes on his feet. After working hard for a day, it was a rare pleasure to soak a foot with hot water before going to bed.

With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened. A servant held a foot basin made of cypress, bent over and lowered his head, and walked in slowly. The wooden basin was steaming hot and splashing with water. The servant seemed to be a little weak, and the wooden basin shook from time to time.

After seeing the slave in, the personal soldiers felt nothing was wrong and closed the door wisely.

"Please let me serve the general to wash my feet!"

A subtle, crisp sound came, which seemed very pleasant.

Women with good voices generally have no bad appearance. The servant lowered his head tightly, and Meng Tian did not see her appearance. However, because of this, Meng Tian was interested in seeing the true face of Lushan.

"You, lift your head!"

The servant's head slowly raised up, his hair wrapped in a blue cloth towel covering his forehead, and his face was stained with black ash, as if he had just crawled out of the woodshed. She lowered her eyelids, and a hint of ethereal gaze flashed across her eyes. The light green collar of the clothes was buckled around her neck, and with the gait under her feet, one high and one low, the fair skin on her neck appeared and disappeared from time to time.

The skin is as white as jade, and the hair is as snowy as it is.

A surprised look flashed through Meng Tian's pupils.

The servant moved his steps and slowly approached, leaving less than one step away from the couch where Meng Tian was.

"Thief, go to die!"

Suddenly, a low shout came, and the servant's face became tightly tense, his eyes showing a firm look. His hands were thrown in the direction of the wooden basin, and he threw them hard and smashed them to Meng Tian on the couch.

It was a long time to say that, Meng Tian grabbed the ring-headed knife with his left hand, pulled the quilt with his right hand, and covered the flying wooden basin with a thunderous momentum.

At this time, the woman followed and hit her hard. She was holding an iron dagger tightly in her hand. The dim light shone on it, reflecting a cold and cold light.

Damn, where is this woman's dagger hidden? Why didn't the personal soldiers guarding the gate discover it?

Meng Tian's pupils shrank suddenly. Before he was about to rest, his armor took off one side. With his flesh and blood, he hit such a sharp dagger, and the woman almost used her strength to feed her. Meng Tian would not think that she could be safe and sound.

Fortunately, the woman had never practiced martial arts, but she chose the most used assassination method with all her strength.

In Meng Tian's eyes, the woman's courage is commendable, but her movements seem a little clumsy. It is impossible to deal with a general like Meng Tian who practices martial arts for many years, which can unexpectedly cause some minor trouble.

Meng Tian took a little step and jumped onto the couch lightly, flipped his right hand, pinched the woman's wrist, and exerted a little force.

Only when the "moaning" moans sounded, the dagger broke away from the woman's palm. Meng Tian's right foot kicked forward on the handle of the dagger.

Like a geese with broken wings, the dagger flew obliquely across the edge of the bed and fell to the ground.

With the power of inertia, the woman fell forward on the couch. The mat on the couch was a little smooth, and Meng Tian's footsteps were a little unstable. She fell down and pressed on the woman's back.

"Ah—"

Meng Tian felt that a small ball under her crotch and a woman's buttocks came to hit the earth.

"General, what happened?"

Hearing the sound in the bedroom, the personal soldiers outside the door felt something was wrong.

"It's okay, I just clumsy and knocked over the foot basin."

Meng Tian's nose was pressed against the woman's neck. A faint body fragrance came, refreshing. This was not the smell that people who were slaves all year round should have.

"Tell me, why did you assassinate me?"

After the personal soldiers retreated, Meng Tian asked curiously. But his hands were still tightly controlling the woman, not allowing her to move at all.

Half of the woman's face was tightly pressed against the mat, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was determined and she didn't say a word.

This woman is quite tough.

This is the first time Meng Tian has been assassinated when he is so old, and it is the assassination of a woman. The target of the assassin was Ying Zheng, not Meng Tian.

"Speak quickly, who are you?"

The woman did not respond and seemed to have accepted her fate.

"Okay, if you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude!"

Meng Tian rolled her eyes and smiled badly on her face: "Since you are in my hands, you are my captive. I will rape you first and then kill you tonight..."

As he spoke, Meng Tian touched her hand through the gap between the woman's clothes.

The clothes of ancient people were inconvenient to wear, but when men ate women's tofu, they had many ways to advance. The woman's skin was very smooth and delicate. When Meng Tian's hand touched the skin of the woman's waist, she suddenly felt a rippling feeling.

"rogue!"

The woman opened her eyes suddenly and cursed, her face covered with a thick blush appeared.

"A woman, who is still such a beautiful woman, doesn't study well, why should she learn from assassin?"

Meng Tian pulled over the quilt stained with water, used it as a towel for the time being, wiped off the ash on the woman's face, revealing a beautiful and beautiful face.

The quilt was filled with heat, and I thought the water in the foot basin was very hot. I thought that if I was splashed with such hot water, I would be disfigured even if I didn’t die. In the era without sulfuric acid, boiling water was the best beauty tool.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian felt a little bit of gratitude and anger: I have no grudges and no grudges with this woman, why did he treat me like this?

Is it just because I am from Qin?

Meng Tian originally planned to give it a try and threaten the woman, but since she had eaten tofu, it wouldn't matter if she had eaten some more.

"Say, who are you?"

Meng Tian's eyes met the woman's angry gaze, and the movements in her hands were not retreating but advancing...
Chapter completed!