Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

Lin Xiu couldn't help it anymore as his Adam's apple rolled.

But you have to endure it.

His Highness's current body cannot hold it!

After putting on Shuangyu's clothes, he shouted to the door in a dumb voice.

"Xiao Dezi!"

Xiao Dezi, who was guarding the door, rushed in immediately.

Shuangyu was lying on the couch.

But Lin Xiu was a little strange, his back was turned to the two of them.

"Help His Highness go back and rest while I deal with the Guishui."

He ordered in a mute voice.

Although Xiao Dezi was suspicious, he didn't ask. He nodded obediently, picked up Shuangyu and walked out of Yuchi.

As soon as the people left, Lin Xiu couldn't bear it any longer and pulled Shuang Yu's robe off and entered the bath.

In the steaming heat, his cheeks were filled with drops of water and sweat. He raised his head and his sexy Adam's apple kept rolling back and forth.

Putting the hand holding the robe to his cheek, he kept smelling deeply the ambergris and the faint smell of medicine on the robe that were unique to Frost Feather.

"Your Highness..."

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On the other side, the original owner Yin Zihang finally learned the whole story from his mother and concubine.

He never thought that something like the Thousand Years of Dreams would happen to him.

He just slept for a while, and when he woke up, it was already three years later.

The most bizarre and terrifying thing was that while he was sleeping, someone else used his body to live on his behalf!

Yin Zihang didn't even dare to let his mother and concubine know this fact.

Because he is afraid that he will be burned as a monster!

He was panicked and frightened, but he couldn't find a solution at all.

He didn't know when he would fall asleep again.

Not to mention what else the other party would do with his body while he was sleeping.

I am even more afraid that if I fall asleep again, I will never wake up...

And the saddest thing is that he doesn't even have anyone to complain to.

Three more days passed.

This was the auspicious day that Yin Zihang was originally scheduled to be crowned king.

But he couldn't feel the slightest joy.

This depression and irritability became even worse after seeing the hordes of refugees gathering at the entrance of his palace.

"What's going on? Why are there so many beggars in front of my door!"

With a gloomy face, Yin Zihang questioned the boy beside him.

"Hui Xian Wang, these are the refugees who fled from the Jiangnan area and have been stationed in front of your palace for many years."

The boy on the side responded respectfully.

Refugees are driven away wherever they go, but only here at Yin Zihang, not only will they not be driven away, but they can also eat three meals a day.

So they simply settled around the palace. Although they were still living on the streets, it was better than going to other places.

Is that man crazy?

Why do you have to spend your own money to support these useless refugees? !

Yin Zihang's face turned darker and darker.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are kind-hearted, please save the civilian daughter... He has had a high fever for more than three days..."

When the refugees saw him, it was as if they were seeing a living Bodhisattva. They rushed up and hugged his thighs without letting go, and kept pleading.

Obviously, this is not the first time this kind of begging has happened.

As long as they cry twice, the gentle wise king will compromise and will definitely help them without asking for anything in return.

For a long time, they have regarded Yin Zihang as their sponsor father.

Even if the sky falls, the sponsor father will be there to support him!

The weather was hot and the refugees went many days without taking a shower.

The smell on my body is really smoky.

This Yin Zihang is not that Yin Zihang. Growing up in a class-clear system, he has no idea that everyone is equal.

The actions of these people were undoubtedly humiliating him.

Face turned red and white, Yin Zihang desperately covered his nose and struggled to free himself.

"You, please let go..."

"Your Majesty, please save us orphans and widows..."

The woman cried even more miserably when she saw this.

When other refugees saw this, they also gathered around him and looked at him like a vicious dog seeing a meat bun.

Unable to bear it anymore, Yin Zihang suddenly exploded.

He kicked the woman far away, raised his hand and slapped the boy beside him.

"You bastard, you just eat and don't do anything. What's the use of my king raising you!"

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

Just as the old housekeeper opened the door of the palace, the servants in the palace walked out pushing a huge cart. The big pot was filled with the porridge to be served today.

On the side are the maids holding baskets. The baskets contain steamed buns instead of meat buns.

They did not see the furious Yin Zihang not far away.

As soon as they went out, they were surrounded by a swarm of refugees.

"Everyone should line up and don't jump in line..."

The butler shouted at the top of his lungs.

Soon, everyone received today's porridge and steamed buns.

"Why is this porridge thinner than usual? Why is it steamed buns instead of meat buns today!?"

The refugees, whose appetites had been whittled away, saw that they were not satisfied with the food and immediately questioned the housekeeper, as if they were going to gather together to cause trouble and seek an explanation.

Yin Zihang's face turned green with anger.

Is this relief?

This is obviously raising a group of aunts!

It’s good to eat some, but how dare these people dare to be picky?

Sure enough, out of poor mountains and rivers, unruly people come out!

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. Come here, I will smash all their food. I would rather feed the dogs than feed these wolf-hearted things!"

He walked forward quickly and ordered coldly.

Everyone looked at him in confusion, wondering why the wise king seemed to be a different person today.

"What are you still doing? Your words are useless, right?"

Yin Zihang roared again, and then the guards realized what they were doing, put down their things, rushed forward to grab the food from the refugees, smashed it to the ground, and then stepped on it with their feet.

The place was as lively and smoky as a vegetable market, and there were constant cries and curses.

Out of sight and out of mind, Yin Zihang returned to the palace directly under the protection of the guards.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and all those who tried to cause trouble were beaten up by the guards and kept at a distance.

The refugees who had suffered so much did not dare to come forward anymore, but they sincerely hated Yin Zihang in their hearts!

"Why, do you also have objections to my king's actions?"

Yin Zihang looked at the butler who was hesitant to speak and asked aggressively.

"No, Your Majesty, I want to say that you have done a good job. All the money in the house has been used to help the refugees. Not to mention that the refugees don't have enough to eat. We are almost out of food, Your Majesty!"

The housekeeper burst into tears, feeling extremely emotional that his prince was finally normal for once.

That modern soul is a typical type of person who can drink today and get drunk tonight.

Sometimes I have a lot of flowers, and when they are gone, I beg my grandpa and grandma to look for money everywhere.

He is used to eating soft food, has no means of doing business, and will always lose money if he does anything.

When I came to ancient times, I found that I was still a noble prince, and he became more and more lavish on expenses.

He also tried to imitate time-travel novels to make money, but all the money he could invest was ultimately wasted.

In the past three years, as a modern soul, he didn't kill everyone and make money like in time-travel novels.

He also spent all the money saved by the original owner.

Originally, he didn't have much money in his hands, but he generously treated the refugees to meat buns. Every day, the palace's expenses were like running water.

The housekeeper mentioned it several times but he didn't take it seriously, so he had no choice but to reduce the amount of rice for porridge and replace the meat buns with steamed buns.

But I didn’t expect that such a big thing would happen after this change. Instead of remembering their kindness, the refugees would blame them for not giving them enough!