Peach Blossom Song + Fanwai

King Han's royal aura was much weaker, only a few wisps of light blue lingered faintly, as if they would disappear at any moment, but these few wisps of blue light were enough for Ju Kong to follow her to find her bedroom.

Ju Kong leisurely headed towards the Han King's bedroom. He has practiced for more than [-] years.

When he approached the sleeping hall, Ju Kong's usual calm expression suddenly sank, and he felt that there seemed to be something wrong in the hall, but when he took a closer look and felt it carefully, the trouble disappeared again, as if it had never happened before. .

Ju Kong's heart immediately sank, his spiritual resources are extremely high, so he can cultivate profound Taoism, he is even more sensitive to the traces of demons, and his intuition has never made mistakes.

There are also differences in the depth of the monster's Taoism, and the great monster who has entered the realm of transformation can hide his breath with his will.If it's not because of his wrong perception, there must be a big monster in the bedroom.

Ju Kong suddenly felt very uneasy, but now that he has reached this point, there is no reason to return without success.What's more, there are three thousand roads, if you want to become a fairy, you must go through some setbacks and trials. Is there any reason not to face the difficulties, but to take a detour instead.

Ju Kong waved his fly whisk, walked towards the sleeping hall.

The sleeping hall was brightly lit, and there were several maidservants standing under the eaves, but they didn't make any sound.Ju Kong glanced over there, walked around to the window, pierced the window paper a little, and looked into the hall.

I saw a young man in the hall, except for his hair crown, his hair was still tied up in a neat bun, his outer robe was taken off, and only his snow-white middle coat was left.She stood in front of a painting, observing it carefully, raising her hand to make gestures from time to time, with a serious expression on her face.

This is the King of Han.Ju Kong had seen her once before, after many days, King Han grew taller, his face was still childish, the corners of his eyes and brows were all bland and peaceful, just like a child for a day.

It's a pity that such a young man was born in an emperor's family, and if it wasn't for the emperor's aura that came from nowhere, he would have lived a stable and wealthy life.

Jukong sighed secretly, but he didn't feel guilty at all, he just looked inward intently, seeing that King Han's aura was much weaker than when he saw him last time, so he frowned.

In a country, it is unique to have two kingly spirits coexisting. There is only one throne, and it is reasonable for one to prosper and one to decline. Great monster, if the king's qi dissipates at this time, all the painstaking arrangements in front of him will all be in vain, and the great cause will be hopeless.

Ju Kong thought to himself that he would be passive if he just waited blindly, and he might need to rearrange it.

After checking on Wang Qi, his trip today is considered to be a result, he was about to retreat when he suddenly saw a woman walking out from the inner room in the hall.Ju Kong was slightly startled, but in an instant he thought that His Royal Highness the King of Han is already seventeen years old, so it is not surprising to have a princess.

The girl was extremely beautiful, and she came slowly from the room and walked to the side of the King of Han.When the King of Han saw her, he immediately smiled, as if just seeing this person was the happiest thing.She couldn't help pulling the corner of the princess's clothes with her little hands, and her little eyes were full of joy: A Yao, Mr. said that I have achieved something, after a few days, choose a good day, and I can paint your portrait.

The concubine looked at her softly, and when she heard this, her eyes also showed joy, but she didn't say anything, she just took the hand of the king of Han, and said in a warm voice: It's getting late, Your Highness should rest.

The king of Han always went to bed early and got up early, and he was really tired after working hard during the day. Hearing what the princess said, he didn't struggle, and obediently followed the princess and walked towards the inner room.

At this moment in Ju Kong, Fang Jing felt that he had peeped into someone's boudoir. He felt extremely ashamed, and was about to walk away, when suddenly Wang Hao turned her head and looked straight at him. My mind was empty, and fear was born from the bottom of my heart.He has a stable temperament, and he is even more of an outsider. Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of his eyes, he can still keep his expression on his face. Potential, densely filled my heart.

This was out of instinctive fear, Ju Kong was dripping with cold sweat, he was busy meditating on his thoughts, concentrated his mind, and clenched the fly whisk with one hand, and looked at the hall, but there was no one there.The King of Han and his concubine have entered the inner room.

The bedding has been spread on the couch, which is so soft that it makes people sleepy just by looking at it.The King of Han wiped off his wooden clogs, climbed onto the couch and lay down, and pulled the brocade quilt to the bridge of his nose, so that only a pair of dark eyes were exposed, staring at the princess.

The concubine smiled slightly, but she was not in a hurry to lie down, she sat next to the edge of the couch, and asked with a smile: "What does Your Highness want?"

King Han blinked his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, and said seriously: I want A Yao to kiss.

Where are you kissing?

The king of Han lifted the brocade quilt a little, stretched out his small hand from under the quilt, touched the tip of his nose, and closed his eyes: here.

The princess obeyed and leaned over to kiss the tip of her nose.The King of Han immediately raised the corners of his mouth, but did not open his eyes, and nodded his left eye again: A Yao kissed her eyes, and the nightmare would stop.

The princess smiled deeper, kissed her left eye, and then kissed her right eye.

The king of Han laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth were crooked. She opened her eyes and met the eyes of the princess. For some reason, she felt shy in her heart, and a little blush appeared on her delicate cheeks. She pinched the quilt with both hands and looked at the princess. He lowered his voice: There is one more thing, Ayao wants to kiss her too.

As she spoke, she pursed her lips in embarrassment. The princess stroked her temples, and this time, she put a kiss on her lips.