Mei Gongqing

Almost as soon as Chen Yong's words fell, she sensibly discovered that the people behind Sima Yan's eyes had changed and become a little impatient. Then, looking into her eyes, she seemed to blame her for not knowing how to move in and out.

At this time, standing behind him, Prince Sima Jing's Yin Yang strangely said: “The fairy aunt was closed to honor the ancestors of the Sanqing Master. This red and dusty affair has nothing to do with her. Brother 12, Auntie is in the wrong place. ”

Speaking of which, Sima smiled with a pointy voice.

When he smiled, the people next to Sima Yan looked a little ugly.

Sima Yan smiled. He looked gently at Chen Rong and smiled. “Aunt Xian is truly heartless. It seems that Xiao Wang will not be able to return home this time. ”

Chen Cheng bit his lip and thought darkly: If you refuse again, it doesn't make any sense.

Thinking of this, she returned a gift to Sima and said softly: “The king is very kind, and Hiroko dares not resign. ”

She responded.

After accepting the offer, Chen Rong turned to Sima Jing. It was also a gift to him. “It is truly rude for the two princes to drive despicably and not welcome Hiroko far away. Please come in. ”

“Fairy aunt, please! ”

Chen Yong just welcomed the two princes into the Dao Guan, and another drumming noise came down the mountain.

Less than half an hour later, the sixth group poured into the mountains.

Therefore, Chen Yong had a very lively day. In just a few hours, eight groups of dignitaries arrived. Turns out she wants to know who's watching her every move and who doesn't want to let her go. But now, the people came one after the other, and each of these eight people walked their own way, and the tide fluctuated between them. Where did Chen Yung tell who his enemies were?

Nippon West Mountain.

In the Taoist view, the birds were flying, and the voices of the people became silent.

Looking at the last of the distant cars, Ping went behind Chen Yong and muttered: “Girls, this is a very lively day. ”

Yeah, it's been a hell of a day.

In Chen Rong's bitter smile, Ping looked at her with concern and asked: "Woman, are you sure you want to go to the King's Palace tomorrow? ”

At the invitation of the royal family, which is today's mother-in-law, she is invited to the house of Simayan.

Chen Yong nodded and mumbled with his eyebrows: “We have to go.” She took two steps and suddenly turned around and looked at Ping, “you said," if I asked His Majesty to go home to practice, would you? "”

Flat blinked, and when he was still a little confused, Chen Yong raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said to himself: “Not right, not right. And when I got home, these people were going to write on me, and they couldn't refuse. ”

She looked up at the gloomy sky ahead, and when she dazzled, a high song came from the mountains on the west side of the forest, "Talking about pride and shame, let His Majesty the King look like him, he could not escape the earth. Today's prosperity, the smoke of the Ming Dynasty, is King Xie Fanglan. In this world, punishment is spared. ”

The high song came, mixed in the wind whimpering, the birds roaring, lined this west mountain sunset, raw stained with a cool wind cream.

Chen Rong listened and muttered: “This is Wang Xiefang Lan. In this world, only punishment is spared?” Reading this, she turned back to look at Ping Qing. Her eyes were empty and she looked at Ping Qing. When Ping couldn't help but want to ask her a few questions, Chen Rong smiled silently and lowered his voice: “Is it true that the share of peace and prosperity that I always wanted to ask for was out of reach? ”

By that time, the song had gone far.

Chen Yong raised his head and looked at the singer. Suddenly he frowned and said: “This song is even strange. I've never heard it before. ”

Heard, this long and short mixed body of songs, first puked out of her own mouth, was only performed once by Wang Hong. She didn't expect to hear it again in places like Jiankang, at this time.

When Chen Rong was thinking, he just stared at her. He tried to answer Chen Rong's questions several times, but didn't know where to start.

Turn around, the day is over.

The following morning, the servants of the Imperial Palace appeared out of sight.

Chen Yong took the five servants with him, held them on the ground, got off the dojo and got in the carriage.

The carriage was spacious, with thick tiger skin on it. When Chen Rong sat on it, he saw the carriage lit a incense stove on the left and right, and the scent was very hidden. “What kind of incense is this?" he asked. ”

Behind her, they glanced at each other, one of them smiling in disguise: "Ah, it's a dark fragrance. ”

To Xiang, Chen Yong had no research, she nodded her head and didn't care.

The carriage entered Jiankang City.

Jian Kangcheng is still so busy, the freshly clothed Chinese clothes children are passing away, leaving a hint of scent.

Through the curtains, Chen Zheng quietly measured the surrounding scenery and thought of his own mind. Perhaps sitting still, gradually, Chen Yong felt tranced, so she pulled the curtains further apart.

I don't know how long it's been since a voice came, "Here it is. Please get off the train. ”

Chen Yong answered.

The curtains were lifted and the two maidens walked up to them. They helped Chen Yong get off the carriage from left to right.

Here, already in response to the royal palace. Stacked houses are set amidst trees, fake mountains, streams, new willow branches and constant singing.

Chen Rongquan looked at him and said, "This place is huge. If no one leads the way, you won't find the gate for a day."

As soon as Chen Rong landed, he measured the scenery around him. A young woman in her thirties approached him and smiled intimately: “Fairy Aunt, please come this way. ”

“Yes.”

Walk slowly along the north stone road.

The more you walk forward, the more flourishing the trees surround you. Chen Yong quadrupled and asked: “I don't know what to call your old lady. ”

The young woman watched her all the time, and when she saw her asking, she laughed and said: "Aunt Fairy doesn't know anything. This time, you are meeting with the birth mother of my king. All you have to do is call her old lady. ”

The king's birth mother? Chen Rong covertly said: Looks like a woman with no seal and low status.

One pedestrian crosses the stone road, conveniently in front of a huge lake, on the corridor road, across the corridor to the shore of the lake, a sophisticated loft appears in front of Chen Cheng.

“Aunt Fairy, please. ”

Chen Zheng nodded and stepped inside.

The attic is made of wood, carved all around it, and the windows cover the gauze, then the scent is hidden as it flies.

This place, luxurious, is nothing like a believing old woman who loves to live in it.

Chen Yong thought of this and smiled. "I don't know where the old lady's room is. ”

The young woman in her thirties laughed: "Thirty steps ahead. ”

Chen Yong answered, and she was still looking forward to it.

The young woman glanced at her and seemed a little nervous to see her. She couldn't help laughing, nor did she explain anything, but accelerated her steps.

Through a hall, a beautiful hall appeared in front of Chen's eyes.

The young woman turned to Chen Rongfu, “Aunt Xian, please. ”

Chen Yong didn't go.

She suddenly understood why she kept feeling wrong. As a matter of fact, the old lady lived in a place where the maid was constant, whereas women usually had a broken mouth and where women were present, it should not be so quiet. And this fragrance, it's a bit more intense, and it shouldn't be a tune that an old lady enjoys.

These, she should have found out. Chen Rong, though a man for two generations, has never stayed in a real big house. When he used to be the wife of Min, he didn't like luxury, and his mother didn't have many girls. In and out, there are more guards and butlers.

More importantly, she's a little dizzy today, not as responsive as usual.

After Chen Rong stopped, he smiled and asked carelessly: "Does the old lady have any children? How can it be so quiet? ”

No one answered her question.

Chen Rongteng turned around.

Against her were the crowds who lowered their heads and slowly backed away, and the doors and windows that were closed by a fan.

Just as Chen Yong's face changed slightly, a clear laugh came from the eastern corner, "What a beautiful woman. That's good. That's smart. ”

In a loud laugh, the wooden shoes of ‘Da Da Da' dragged the sound, only to see the gauze on the east side floating, a man in Chinese clothes, appeared in front of Chen Rong's eyes.

The man in Chinese clothing, about 26 or 27 years old, he is a gorgeous man with a slight hook on the tip of his nose, looks very similar to the Emperor and Sima Yan Shima Jing.

As soon as she saw the man, Chen Yung had to step back. She stared at him and was waiting to be drunk.

However, the man simply glanced at her and retracted his gaze carelessly. He walked to the middle of the east hall and just stood still. Several maidens moved in and burned the incense furnace.

When Chen Yong was a little confused about his behavior, the man sat on his own.

Then he slapped his hands.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft...”

Three crisp applauses.

Almost with this applause, the entire hall of silence becomes something else. The curtains moved on all sides, and a dozen wonderful shadows followed the steps of the dance. Along with them, there's that distant, louder and louder chorus.

The scent in the palace is getting stronger and stronger.

In the music, the dozen shadows came through the flowers like a willow. In the blink of an eye, they opened the veil and appeared in front of Chen's eyes.

As soon as I saw them, Chen's face changed slightly.

These dozen beauties, one with a look like a spring flower, eyes like autumn water, and a beautiful figure. And secondly, and most importantly, these dozen beauties, they all have a thin light veil, which is quite shrugged * *, that slightly deeper private area, under the veil is hidden!

Chen Rongchun turned around.

This turn led her to realize that Ping and others had disappeared sometime, and that the maids who brought her had disappeared. She matches closed doors and windows, and that increasingly intense fragrance in the palace.

Chen Yong's face was cold.

Without saying a word, she rushed towards the palace door.

Just as she rushed forward, the man laughed, “How dare a beautiful woman attack? It doesn't look like much of a dark fragrance. After smelling it for so long, the fairy aunt is still very powerful... Tsk, she is a dangerous woman who dares to be alone. ”

As the man laughed, Chen Rong had rushed to the gate of the palace. Her hands just pulled towards the door, and four faceless maidens appeared behind her.

As soon as the girls showed up, the man clapped his hands and said slowly: "Don't be nervous... It's so wonderful. How could Aunt Fairy want to leave? Don't you think so, Aunt Hiroko?” Speaking of the last five words, he was biting the words, spitting them out one by one, how to listen to them, and how they all meant biting the teeth.

Chen Yong has pulled the door knob.

She reached for it and pulled it.

But where can I rip it off? No matter how hard she used it, the door was still intact, like Tarzan!

Unconsciously, two drops of cold sweat seeped from behind Chen Yong's neck.

And just then, a footstep sounded, and then a cold hand touched her back neck, and only heard the man's voice, coming from behind her low, "Beautiful skin. ”

The man exhaled turbidity and slipped his fingers into her collar like a snake. He whispered in a thick, turbid breath: "Smells good, slippery! But you don't know or you're not a virgin? ”

By the time he said these words, the scent in the palace was so intense that it could not breathe. It was mixed with the fragrance of a woman's body, the dark scent of clothing incense, and it penetrated her nose wirelessly.

Chen Yong's hands pulled toward the door, she couldn't help but feel soft. She clearly felt that her strength was losing, her body, becoming manic.

The man, who seemed to be very excited, slowly stretched out his hand and touched Chen Cheng's cheek from behind. While feeling the warmth of her skin with his back, the man gasped and said in an exciting, cruel tone: “Wang Hong,” when he spit out the name, Chen Cheng's chaotic brain instantly cleared.

Behind him, the man continued to speak in a low voice, "Wong Hong's heart is really moving. I don't know how it feels to climb under the king's crotch if he takes off his clothes as a fairy aunt's 'rhyme'? ”

He got excited, the wheeze was already in a hurry, and the breath was even more dull, “The King has taught countless beauties, this is the first time you've encountered... I really want to know if Wang Hing would be crazy if he saw the heart he was begging for and knelt under the king's crotch and sucked his dick. ”

This time, as soon as his voice landed, he heard the beauty in his arms coldly say: "The king is wrong, he will not be mad or stupid! ”

With the sound, and the sore throat!

But it was a golden chai of Cold Forest who fell under his throat!

The man was shocked, he never thought, how could he fight back if he had become a muddy beauty? Did she, like herself, immerse herself in this dark fragrance for years?

But this man doesn't know, and in this world, no matter what kind of drug, it's different from person to person. Those who are determined have always been the most resistant to ecstasy.

At this moment, Chen Zheng, staring at the man coldly, Jinchai in her hand, has pressed against the man's throat. A strand of blood is flowing down the tip of the tea.

This golden chai, unlike the usual golden chai, has a sharp and long tip. No one can doubt at first sight that this golden chai in Chen Yong's hand is a weapon that can cause death!

The man was pushed back by Kim Chai, and he was white-faced and warned himself, “Fairy Sister, you know who I am? ”

Chen Rong smiled cold and was about to answer. Almost suddenly, a very familiar, very clear voice came from outside, “Wang Qi, please see Wang Jian Kang. ”

The sound came too suddenly, whether it was Chen Yong or the man, he was stunned.

When I saw that there were no voices coming from inside, Wang Hongrun's voice was slowly coming as if it were water. "Please forgive me, my lady, she is a character... Let her out. ”

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