To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, then straightened up, cleared his throat, and prepared to call Luo Ying and Luo Li, who were guarding outside the door, in.

"Luo..."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan had just uttered a single word and hadn't even had a chance to shout it out when a voice that made one's bones melt suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother Mofeng~~"

The voice was melodious and sweet, almost dripping with water, carrying a hint of shyness and a touch of allure, standing out starkly in the quiet tent.

Zhang Fan's body stiffened abruptly, and the words that were about to come out were abruptly stuck in his throat.

He turned his head in disbelief, only to see that the fierce Xiongnu horse that had been glaring at him had suddenly become a completely different person.

Luan Diyun had turned around at some point, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, her eyes sparkling, her large, watery eyes seeming to hold a pool of spring water as she gazed at him tenderly.

Holy crap!

Zhang Fan immediately got goosebumps all over his body, feeling a tingling sensation from his scalp all the way to his heels.

Did this woman take the wrong medicine?

Or was it possessed by a weasel from the grassland?

During the day, she acts like a chaste and virtuous woman who would rather die than submit, so what's wrong with her in the middle of the night?

Zhang Fan curled his lip in disgust, not wanting to pay any attention to this drama queen, and was about to turn around, get out of bed, and leave this place of trouble.

Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, Luan Diyun, whose hands were bound, crawled over to the bed like a nimble snake!

"Brother Mofeng, please don't go!"

Luan Diyun, with her impressive assets, recklessly rubbed against Zhang Fan's thighs and waist. Through the thin fabric, the amazing softness and breathtaking touch instantly spread throughout her body.

"Are you crazy? Get away from me!" Zhang Fan was shocked and tried to push her away.

But Luan Diyun was determined. Although her hands were tied behind her back, she used her shoulders and chin to hold Zhang Fan back tightly. Her waist twisted like a water snake, and she kept breathing out fragrant breaths: "Brother, you have been working hard all day long. Don't you want Yun'er to serve you properly?"

Yun'er was ignorant before, but now she understands. As long as brother loves me, Yun'er will do anything you ask~~

As she spoke, she deliberately tilted her head back, displaying her snow-white neck and deep cleavage to Zhang Fan without reservation.

It has to be said that her exotic looks, coupled with her stunning figure and deliberate attempts to seduce him, would be an extremely potent poison for any normal man.

I am a modern young man in my early twenties, full of vigor and vitality.

Two thousand years ago, in the harsh borderlands, the days of fighting had already filled him with pent-up anger.

At this moment, being teased by such a stunning beauty, even though he rationally knew that this woman definitely had no good intentions, his body's instinctive reaction was completely beyond his control!

He felt a surge of rage, his blood rushing to his head, and his youthful passion instantly boiled, causing him to uncontrollably erect on the spot.

"Damn it! That vixen!"

Zhang Fan's breathing became heavy, and his eyes turned somewhat red.

This woman is definitely trying to take advantage of my confusion and passion.

If you can't resist and do it with her, things could get really bad, and she might even bite you in your sleep!

"If I can't afford to mess with them, can't I at least avoid them?"

Zhang Fan roughly pushed Luan Diyun, who was clinging to him, onto the bed.

Then, Zhang Fan scrambled off the bed and ran to a corner.

On the bed, Luan Diyun, who had been pushed down, was stunned at first, then a smug and cold smile appeared on her lips.

"Heh, I thought you were a saint who didn't get close to women! Turns out you're just like those stinky men in the royal court, a good-for-nothing who can't control his lower body."

Luan Diyun watched Zhang Fan's retreating figure and sneered inwardly.

She had clearly felt Zhang Fan's violent physical reaction just now.

She was certain that the man was hiding in a corner, enduring the pain.

Before long, when he can't hold it in any longer, he'll pounce back.

At that time, the initiative will be completely in our own hands!

Luan Diyun adjusted to the most alluring position, lying lazily on the bed, quietly waiting for her prey to take the bait.

A minute passed.

Ten minutes have passed.

Half an hour passed.

The corner of the tent was quiet!

Just as Luan Diyun was getting impatient and even began to wonder if Zhang Fan had frozen unconscious in a corner,

A steady sound of footsteps came from the shadows.

Zhang Fan slowly walked out from the corner and returned to the bedside.

However, when Luan Diyun saw Zhang Fan's appearance clearly, she was instantly dumbfounded.

The Zhang Fan before me was dressed neatly, showing no trace of the confused and flushed look he had just had.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's expression was as cold as ice, his eyes were as still as a deep well, and his face was as serious as if he were going to attend a grand court assembly.

He exudes an eerie aura of detachment from worldly affairs and emptiness!

"Brother, you've finally decided to come back."

Although Luan Diyun was filled with doubt and uncertainty, she still gritted her teeth, raised her voice again, and threw out her seductive eyes, trying to make a final struggle.

She twisted her body, trying to get closer to tease her again.

Zhang Fan stood by the bed, looking down at her with no trace of lust in his eyes, as if he were looking at a comical clown.

He uttered a sentence calmly:

"Have you had enough fun?"

Luan Diyun was completely stunned!

She stared wide-eyed at the man before her, her face filled with disbelief.

What on earth is going on?!

Just a moment ago he was blushing and had a full erection, how did he become like this in less than half an hour?

Is this man's willpower made of iron?!

Before Luan Diyun could figure out the problem, Zhang Fan had already lost patience.

"Luo Ying, Luo Li!" Zhang Fan shouted directly towards the outside of the tent.

The curtain was suddenly flung open.

In fact, Luo Ying and Luo Li had been eavesdropping at the tent entrance for a long time.

When that "Brother Mofeng" came from inside, the two girls outside were trying so hard not to laugh that their stomachs hurt.

Upon hearing their master's summons, the two women quickly entered, a mischievous smile playing on their lips.

"Master, what are your orders?" Luo Ying asked knowingly.

Zhang Fan pointed to the dumbfounded Luan Di Yun on the bed and ordered without any mercy, "Carry this crazy woman out! Throw her on your beds and keep a close watch on her! Don't let her set foot in this tent again tonight!"

"yes!"

Luo Ying and Luo Li immediately stepped forward, one supporting her shoulders and the other lifting her feet, lifting Luan Di Yun up without any hesitation, as if carrying a dead pig, and walking straight out of the tent.

"You...you bastard! Let me go!"