Da Bong fights more people

Forget it, let Erlang stay in the capital first, and then find a way later.Perhaps, he can find a backer by himself.

"By the way, I don't know if His Highness is interested in dialogue books and novels?" Xu Qi'an looked at him poorly.

"I never look at those things."

Princess Huaiqing's haughty tone was like a female doctor saying: Internet novels?Oh, I never watch that stuff!

"I found a good book. Your Highness can read it when you have nothing to do. Please keep it a secret for me." Xu Qi'an took out "The Domineering Lady Falls in Love with Me" from her pocket and put it on the case.

Huaiqing didn't even look at it, just nodded politely.

After sending Xu Qi'an away, she was just about to order the maid to put away the novel and deal with it by herself, but when she glanced over the cover, her eyes suddenly froze.

Domineering lady fell in love with my lady? !

Huaiqing immediately became interested in such a rebellious title, so he simply had nothing to do, so it didn't hurt to take a look at it.

So she sat down again and let go of the novel with a treacherous name.

The story is about a scholar who strayed into the devil world. He is full of talent and knowledge.But the residents of the Demon Realm want to eat the scholar, so they set up a frying pan to fry him.

At this time, Nvjun appeared. Nvjun is the only scholar in the devil world, with super wisdom and culture.She rescued the scholar and raised him in her harem, and the two recited poems against each other, talking about the past and the present.

During the process, the female gentleman fully demonstrated her domineering and ruthless style, but she cared about the scholar very much, but she didn't know how to show it. Her favorite catchphrase was: Man, you are playing with fire.

Huaiqing has never seen such an interesting novel, it has no depth at all, let alone knowledge, it is as different from the obscure ancient books she loves to read.

But, I don't know why, it's just some trivial things in life, boring conversations, but it seems to have a special magic power.

Huaiqing couldn't help but want to see the heroine's various people appear in front of her? !

That’s right, it’s the appearance of the Holy Spirit in front of people.

Trample men under their feet, raise men in the harem, and treat men with domineering and cruel attitudes, but even such a cruel queen has tenderness in her heart.

And the scholar, he was obedient to the female monarch, and thought of her in every way.He will also get angry and jealous because the queen and the generals of the devil world drink.

Before she knew it, at dusk, she actually watched it for more than two hours.

Huaiqing discovered another advantage of this novel, it, it does not need to use brains.

The fun is over.

After having fun, Huaiqing suddenly felt angry, what did I do?

I read such a book without nutrition and knowledge for two hours? !What is the difference between this and wasting life, how can we waste time and energy on such nutrientless things.

She felt deeply guilty about it.

"Just an idle book"

Huaiqing dismissed the book aside, got up and left the living room, a few minutes later, she turned back, hid the book in her sleeve and took it away.

It's definitely not for reviewing it when you sleep at night, but this book can't be seen by others, just like those secret books in the boudoir, it can't be seen.

At the same time, Shaoyin Garden and Lin'an were immersed in "The Great Sage of Love" and could not extricate themselves.

"Yuan, it turns out that the love between men and women is such a thing, ah, how can a dog slave show this kind of thing to me."

Lin'an was lying on the bed rolling, her face was flushed, seeing the 5000-word content of Fairy Zixia and Long Aotian's sex, she yelled: I hate it.

While reading it word by word, I made up the picture by the way.

Then she felt her body was hot, her legs rubbed against each other from time to time, her round face was as red as a ripe apple, and her peach blossom eyes were already charming, but after being covered with a layer of water mist, they became more seductive and seductive. .

However, the embellishment of the story of the love between men and women, the core of the story is the love story between Fairy Zixia and Long Aotian.

The first two-thirds are high-sweet love, and the last third is the knife.

Seeing that Long Aotian was skinned and boned, sent into reincarnation as an animal for eternity, and Fairy Zixia was imprisoned in Guanghan Palace forever, Lin'an found that the pillow was wet.

She sniffled and said angrily, "Why is there nothing down there? Dog slave, why is there nothing down here."

After scolding indignantly, she called the maid to come in and said, "I want to take a bath, so prepare hot water."

"?"

The palace maid said in surprise, "It's time to eat, how about taking a bath?"

Zhan Zhan suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "Go as soon as I tell you."

Soon, the hot water was ready, and after the maid adjusted the water temperature, she served Lin'an to take a bath.

Her white body was soaked in the water, with petals floating on the surface of the water, revealing round and thin jade shoulders and a pair of delicate collarbones.

"Tell me, among the guards around me, which one is the most handsome, the most talented, the funniest, and the most loyal to me?" Lin'an asked suddenly.

"They're all very loyal. As for being interesting and talented, I don't know about it. However, if it wasn't for the guards, I would have someone in my mind."

"Who is it!" Zhuangjia immediately asked.

"It's Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu is handsome, talented and funny, and he often makes your highness happy. Although he is not a bodyguard, he is your confidant, and he is not a scholar, but a watchman. He can barely be considered a bodyguard."

Lin'an bit her lip, gently moved the petals, the petals spread out, she saw her own face vaguely reflected in the rippling water waves, her face was beautiful, her face was blushing, she seemed a little shy.

The imperial city, the palace!

In the study of Shoufu Wang Zhenwen, the golden-red sunset shines in from the lattice windows. Wang Shoufu, who is over fifty years old, has finished approving the papers and sweeping them all to the corner.

But spread out a piece of rice paper, press it on the paperweight, and pick up a pen to write. At this moment, Miss Wang came in with a bowl of wolfberry and ginseng soup.

Wang Shoufu ignored it, took advantage of the spirit in his chest, and wrote.

There are tens of thousands of sake bottles in Jinzun and tens of thousands of dollars in jade dish.

It’s hard to walk, it’s hard to walk, and there are so many divergent roads.

There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung upright.

Miss Wang put down the ginseng soup, leaned over to take a look, couldn't look away for a long time, and murmured: "Father, you have written a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

"When this poem of yours comes out, the court must be shocked."

As a female literary youth, I still have the ability to appreciate.Miss Wang was overwhelmed by the spirit in this poem.

Wang Shoufu shook his head, took a sip of ginseng tea, and breathed out comfortably: "I didn't write this, it was written by the new Huiyuan. Didn't you go to the Gongyuan today, didn't you see it?

"It is said that he is a handsome man, a rare handsome man."