[Red House + Comprehensive] Respect to the water

Jia Jing was very serious this time. Apart from washing the prince's back from the back of his neck to the bottom of his thighs too seriously, and being kicked to the bottom of the water, he really didn't do anything with the prince.As for the prince, although he felt a little ecstasy during the double cultivation, as long as he was not really fascinated, it would actually be of great benefit to him. Well done, the prince's waist is neither sore nor his legs hurt, only the place is a little soft, but it doesn't prevent the prince from going to the court vigorously.

It's just that the prince's complexion is a little better today, and it's strange that Jia Jing didn't go incognito to go to court. The big grandson, who can't reach his head and body, hugged his neck and giggled, using his childish words and words to make it clear: Daddy smells like Daddy, it smells very good oh……

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that even though that brat had kept his promise to wait for Baocheng to grow up all these years, and hadn't really made a move on Baocheng, but yesterday, when he was proud of Baocheng and finally reached adulthood, That bastard, stinky boy, really is... right?

And I actually left little Lu'er behind, and let that bastard brat go!

If it weren't for the fact that the emperor had always paid attention to maintaining the emperor's face even in front of his personal servants, at this time he was crying bitterly. He had worked so hard to raise him for 18 years, but in the end he was taken away by a bastard monster!

Originally, the relief when he looked up to see the prince's good complexion turned into the anger of wanting to kick that brat to death!

——But that brat, firstly, he is not in front of him, and secondly, no matter how much he kicks him, he won't die.

Fortunately, the emperor can always find a punching bag.

——Comrade Jia Daihua who was left behind as usual.

Even though he already knew the destiny, and he was holding a round and thick little Lu'er who was less than three heads long, the emperor also kicked eighteen times in a row in one go, and he really deserved to be the prince's father.It's just that poor Jia Daihua, although he was quietly nourished by Jia Jing, has never practiced seriously, and his body and bones are much better than ordinary sixty-year-old people, but he is a mortal after all. Still wanting to protect the emperor who kicked so excitedly and accidentally staggered straight to the ground, Jia Daihua fell to the ground in embarrassment, twisting his waist in embarrassment.

Speaking of which, this Jia Daihua is also a weird person, usually when he is not really hurt, he always hisses to win sympathy, but now that he is really hurt, he just held back and stood up as if nothing had happened, his forehead was even pierced. There wasn't even a drop of cold sweat, but it was not in vain for him to beat the children in the military camp.But who is the emperor?He has known this old boy for most of his life, who doesn't know who?

With the emperor's current level of anger, Jia Daihua dared to cry out in pain, but in the end he was definitely kicked into a third-level disability, but he acted so nonchalantly, the emperor's heart skipped a beat, he wanted to hand over little Luer So concentrating on cleaning up Jia Daihua's hand, he withdrew it, and then told Liang Liang: "Tell the imperial physician."

Jia Daihua was still grinning: "Ah, Ah Shou really loves me."

The emperor didn't care whether he was joking or procrastinating, but the imperial doctor was still on duty in the side hall, so he came quickly. Jia Daihua was very helpless. Although he was full of reluctance, under the emperor's scorching gaze, he finally touched his nose and took off his coat. gown, let the imperial physician see you.

Sprained waist, bruised legs...

Imperial Physician Chen did not know much more than the old Imperial Physician Qi, but he was trusted by the emperor. He did not show any curiosity about Jia Daihua's injury at all. Then a sentence: "Master Jia is also getting old, and everything else is fine. The injury on the waist must be taken care of. Even if it is healed in the future, you must pay attention to your movements. The old man is no better than the young, and the waist and legs are the most vulnerable. on."

Up, up, year, year, up!

Jia Daihua supported his back, looked at the emperor's gray sideburns, and his handsome face even though he had crow's feet, and wanted to cry without tears.

The daughter-in-law has barely passed the bright road in front of her family, and if she still hugs her, is she already an elderly person who needs to pay attention to her waist and legs?

The emperor knew what he was thinking when he saw his eyes, curled his lips, but didn't kick his feet out again, and looked at the little Lu'er who was already very sensible despite his awkward words, and was looking at Jia Daihua worriedly at the moment He sighed, suddenly unable to care about anything else, just slapped Jia Daihua, who was struggling to sit up again after seeing him walk in, took the medicine bottle from Liang Liang himself, and slowly helped him Rub your waist.

The emperor's hand, um, in the words of Jia Daihua, is "very warm, very manly, and I really want to kiss". Although I can't kiss now, but I can get those hands rubbing on the back of the waist. It was really the first time that Jia Daihua was so rippling that his peach blossom eyes were blurred.

If it was normal, the emperor would never pamper him, but now that he is pitifully injured, and with Chen Taiyi saying "getting old", the emperor doesn't think it's just a few strands of white hair on the sideburns and two more lines on the forehead. The textured Jia Daihua is really getting old there, after all, his heart has softened a lot, so he didn't care about the old boy's all kinds of obscene thoughts whenever he caught the opportunity, he just rubbed his waist seriously, his movements were unfamiliar, but The strength was just right, and the smirk on Jia Daihua's face became more and more intense. In the end, before the emperor withdrew his hand, he twisted his waist, which was better, and quickly kissed him secretly.

The emperor quickly glanced around. Little Lv'er was young after all. Seeing that Jia Daihua's expression was not so uncomfortable, he just lay down on the kang, sleeping like a piglet, while the surrounding servants , headed by Liang Liang, all of them watched their noses, noses, noses and hearts, and did not see Jia Daihua. Therefore, although the emperor despised Jia Daihua for kissing his mouth full of medicine and wine and showing such a silly smile, he did not. Getting angry, he even pulled off the clothes he had uncovered, and covered him with a blanket that he used to rest on the kang, Fang slowly began to clean his hands under Liang Liang's service.

In fact, the emperor's hands are really not really stunning. Fairness is fairness, but after all, he is a person who knows his destiny. No matter how well maintained his fair skin is, it will inevitably be a little loose. If the fingertips are blunt, they don't look slender enough... In short, they are just the hands of a well-maintained rich man.But such a set of hands can make Jia Daihua secretly swallow his saliva, and stare sadly at Liang Liang who is serving those hands from time to time.

Liang Liang only felt that he was wronged, and because of some clues that had become more and more obvious recently, and thinking about Wei Zhu, who was equal to him or even slightly better than him, disappeared without a trace after the Palace of Compassion and Peace. In a cold sweat, he poured down.

Fortunately, the emperor seemed to be quite satisfied with him. After taking a sip of the tea he handed over to him, with a slight smile on his lips, Liang Liangfang forced himself to calm down and stood back in the corner.

Bisheng Jia Daihua has been cautious for decades, and recently—since the emperor allowed him to stand side by side in front of the prince and Jia Jing in the Taoist temple—he has become more careless and careless. For example, now, regardless of the palace people who are trying their best to eliminate their sense of existence, they turned over and looked pitifully at the half tea left in the emperor's hand, and deliberately licked their lips: "Ah Shou, I'm thirsty!" gone."

The emperor snorted, raised his head and drank the tea in one gulp. Although Liang Liang wished he could grow in the corner, he still walked out bravely. The emperor waved his hand and refused to let him make tea. Done yet?"

Liang Liang bowed: "I'll go and see for myself." Taking advantage of the opportunity, he went out of the palace gate and watched the little eunuch decocting the medicine in person, leaving the palace full of people watching that they couldn't get any remnants of tea, and the whole kang rolled around pretending to be pitiful until After the emperor condescended to help him rub his lower back again, Jia Daihua, who calmed down, wished to poke his dog's eyes blind, and at the same time envied and hated Liang Liang for running fast.

Nima!This old man actually had the nerve to rub his old face on Long Live's thigh, since Long Live is up to him!

Fortunately, although Jia Daihua made an inch of progress, he had to consider the emperor's face. He didn't dare to go too far. He just rubbed his face on the emperor's thigh twice, and he just lay on his pillow obediently and didn't dare to make a fuss. Even the pair of claws, Although I miss the feeling when I touched the emperor's waist, I dare not really offend it.

Also, His Highness Little Luer was really comparable to the great savior of His Highness the Crown Prince back then, and when he fell asleep, he turned over to Kang Yan'er. Whether it was the emperor or Jia Daihua, they both devoted at least half of their attention to this little dumpling. After a while, Jia Daihua took him to his side to protect him, which also made it easier for the emperor to take care of the two of them at the same time.

Even the palace people looked at Jia Daihua pillowing on the emperor's thigh, with his hands still protecting His Royal Highness the emperor's grandson, and thought about the appearance of the emperor's eldest grandson who inherited the outline of the Shui family and the unique peach blossom eyes of the Jia family. What, the drooping face contorted at the same time, and hid more and more in the corner.

The emperor looked at the smirking old face on his lap, and then at the rosy sleepy tender face protecting his little baby in his arms. When he came back, he asked the respect room to tell him about men and women, but the prince still... the emperor couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Alas, the thing about Baocheng is really true, there is nothing he can do except kick that brat a few times to vent his anger.

Daqing and majestic prince, he pampered, cherished and raised his precious son, alas...

No matter how entangled I am, I can't beat Baocheng's own happiness!

Cheap that brat!

The brat also consciously took advantage of it. Little Baocheng last night, whether it was the domineering one who took the initiative at the beginning, or the little appearance of being distracted and not forgetting to stare at himself with phoenix eyes, made the poor , I don’t know how many years he lived to eat meat for the first time, but when he thinks about it, he has a big appetite.

Little Chaos understands that Nuwa and Fuxi were just trying to demonstrate the fusion of yin and yang to the newborn human race at first, but in the end, they demonstrated enough time for the human race to reproduce for two generations, until Nuwa finally absorbed the golden light of merit and virtue , Completely achieve the status of a saint before giving up... Sure enough, that's what it feels like...

Little Chaos sucked his saliva, and in exchange for His Highness the Crown Prince mercilessly kicking his head and face, his big silly face was trampled under the broken bluestone bricks, and He Zhu almost lost his eyeballs It fell out—I thought that His Royal Highness’s foot-kicking skill was like a long live god, but I didn’t expect it to be so green out of blue and better than blue...

Fortunately, the little Chaos is really not ordinary, his whole nose was kicked and buried in the broken bluestone bricks, but not only was he unscathed, he even stuck out his big tongue and licked His Highness the Prince's feet.For some reason, even though he was wearing boots, the prince still felt a little itchy toes, and when he remembered something from yesterday, Jun’s face turned red involuntarily. When he noticed the heat on his face, he became more ashamed and angry. It just so happened that the important memorials had been dealt with, and nothing would happen if the rest of the memorials were delayed for a while, so he simply waved back the palace man, and threw himself on the ground. On the big monster with half a hairy face and broken bricks, after beating him hard, he sat on his waist, pulled the big tail and kicked his hind legs while tugging at his fur: "Transform for Gu!"

Jia Jing obediently turned into a human form. Of course, he did not forget to repair the broken bricks before being dragged away by the prince. He Zhu once again lamented that the hidden guards in the palace were really elusive, and their craftsmanship was rich and skillful-the bricks and stones were replaced quickly and quickly. In other words, there is no difference at all-not to mention these.

He only said that the prince was so angry that he dragged Jia Jing into the inner room, stripped his clothes and pulled his belt, as if he wanted to regain his glory so as to cover the two games he lost in the morning and his embarrassing weakness just after being licked through his boots.Jia Jing also cooperated, put away the clothes quickly, and let him bite on his neck and chest, and it was rare that he didn't stretch his hands randomly, just rubbing his back and waist.

The prince had been fully paying attention to his sudden counterattack, but unexpectedly he cooperated very well, the prince was puzzled, especially when he deliberately rubbed his butt against the strange thing under him for a long time, and the thing was only struggling in half soft and half Between the hard times, Never Really once again showed his ferocious power.Fortunately, Jia Jing's peach blossom eyes are quite deep enough to satisfy the prince, so His Royal Highness resolutely put aside the completely untenable reasons such as "lonely charm is not enough", reluctantly opened his mouth and asked the reason: "Why, what did Jia Qing give to you yesterday? Tired of loneliness?"

This is a good question, the prince didn't even believe himself before he asked, but after he asked, he was suddenly very proud, but Jia Jing didn't wink at all, he didn't know how to cooperate to break the prince's complacent imagination: " No, it’s just that I’ve been reciting the Qingxin formula silently.”

The prince is angry. When you pestered Gu, Gu Ke endured it twice before kicking you out of bed. Why did Gu want to tease you, so you played tricks on Gu?

Jia Jing looked at him quietly: "You have to strengthen your dual cultivation, and you will not be able to do well if you get tired."

The prince bared his teeth: "You are tired! Your whole family is tired!"

It’s rare for Jia Jing not to refute, anyway, he was really tired yesterday, first he was teased by Xiao Baocheng but he had to endure it because he promised to give him a birthday present, and then he almost completely devoured Xiao Baocheng during the double cultivation Scared or something.But the prince himself became entangled after he finished talking. Since the princess entered the palace, His Royal Highness already had the concept of the Shui Jia family, especially after his imperial father said that the father of the Jia Qing family was also his chosen one. , apart from state affairs, His Royal Highness is already a family in his heart...

So was Gu really dumbfounded?Refute but still refute yourself into something?

The prince unconsciously gnawed another bite on Jia Jing's neck, and then grinded his teeth with that small piece of flesh in his mouth. Bravely raised Feng Yan'er to declare war: "Gu will not continue to lose!"

Jia Jing nodded. It is a good thing for Xiao Baocheng to maintain his combat effectiveness, but although he really wants to do it now, it is not the time to do that. He was so scared yesterday that he stopped after only one week of operation. It hasn't been consolidated yet, and it still needs to be serious and double-cultivated.

... For the sake of a lot of meat in the future, it is necessary to hold back the meat in your mouth for a while!

A long time ago, Little Chaos was a master who was able to lie in ambush next to the Golden Light Cave in Yuquan Mountain for three and a half years in order to catch his favorite fluffy lion. Grass and other temptations, even if the little fluffy lion was snatched back before it could bring it back to its nest, it still lay in ambush several times without getting discouraged, for a total of 11 years, until the little lion became a big lion, and could no longer hit the little chaos As far as the fuzzy heart...

Now for the sake of the most beloved little Baocheng, what is it to bear for a whole day and half a night?

Jia Jing recited the Qingxin Jue over and over again—thanks to Daozu who specially passed down the formula with Sanqing in order to prevent his second senior uncle from falling into a trance and suddenly there was a little chaos on his head that was trembling with urine. Qingxin Jue, produced by Taoist ancestors, must be a fine product. Compared with the bald donkeys' Qingxin Mantra, it is simply weak——Jia Jingduan sat cross-legged in a serious manner, and even His Royal Highness sat down cross-legged slowly, The sweet and fiery place on his lower body slowly swallowed up the strange thing three inches below his navel, and he was able to hold back and just let the thing bounce, and continued to keep it half soft and half hard without completely becoming ferocious.

Even after the initial discomfort, the prince deliberately rubbed his buttocks on Jia Jing's buttocks mischievously, and the place was still wriggling. , put one hand under his navel, and when he adjusted his posture almost, he didn't ask to remind him, and directly used the dual cultivation method.

The prince is proud of his pranks, although while teasing Jia Jing, he also has to endure the strange numbness under his body, but the prince is never afraid of playing with fire, but he doesn't want Jia Jing not to cooperate, and without even saying hello, he throws him again To be dragged into that ecstasy feeling.

Although he had experienced it once, the prince still had no power to fight back against the feeling that his soul was melted into Jia Jing's breath.Fortunately, that aura belonged to Jia Jing. Although the prince was a little frightened at the moment when his reason seemed to melt, he didn't have any intention of resisting. Guided by the leader.

After a while, the prince discovered that this double cultivation was different from the last time. Although he felt that his soul and reason had been melted, he was not completely annihilated of all consciousness like last time.Although the current consciousness is lazy, it is even more lazy and exhausted after soaking in the hot spring for twelve hours in winter, but it is extremely sober. Surrounded and led by a wave of breath, he kept running repeatedly, and every time he cycled, his consciousness became stronger. Although compared with Jia Jing's vast sea-like breath, that point is really insignificant, but what about the sand in the sea?

The prince lazily wanted to show a smile, but he didn't know if he really smiled, but he was in a really good mood, completely surrounded by Jia Jing's breath, even if he was in ecstasy, he was at ease, especially, he could be sure that he It is the only grain of sand in this vast sea.

Surrounded, melted, protected, polished...

No matter what, always feel at ease, even if the aura occasionally boils and boils, the prince's consciousness is almost completely wiped out again.

The prince was originally taught in two lifetimes that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall, but this is Jia Jing, and only Jia Jing, he does not need any precautions.

However, if you are not vigilant, you are not vigilant, the prince is still very ambitious, he does not want to be just a small grain of sand in the sea forever.

Therefore, although his consciousness is extremely lazy, he still worked hard to run his mind, and while cooperating with Jia Jing's guidance, he carefully recorded the feeling of this way of Yuanli running.

Maybe it was because he was really talented, or maybe Jia Jing’s previous so-called entrainment of qi into the body really worked. By the sixth week, the prince’s dantian had been firmly formed, and the energy was running, except for a few important places in his body. Apart from Jia Jing's push to break through, everything else is already running smoothly.

And those places also changed from eight places, to five places, to two places, to none...

On the ninth day of the week, the prince's Yuanli was finally able to circle smoothly without stagnation.

Although the trace of energy belonging to the prince was still weak, Jia Jing was really relieved.

Xiao Baocheng's dantian was initially consolidated, so as long as he didn't do it on purpose in the future, at the time of double cultivation, at least there would be no disaster that could completely eat Xiao Baocheng if he didn't pay attention.

But Jia Jing forgot that the hidden danger of double cultivation is not limited to this point.

He was so relieved, so after more than two months, facing Xiao Baocheng who finally had enough energy to notice the condition of his dantian when he passed by his dantian, he could only helplessly remain silent.

…In Jia Jing’s dantian, which is N times larger than the crown prince’s, there is a little doll sitting cross-legged—a fat doll who is not much bigger than the three-headed glutinous rice balls in the state of the crown prince’s spiritual consciousness, the only strong point What’s more, it looks like a black dress, which is more decent than His Royal Highness’s naked buttocks, but that small appearance, ah la la, is more soothing than Honghui’s body version of the little turtle, which is too late for His Royal Highness to participate in Jia Jing What a pity in childhood!

If he hadn't had to be conscious, His Royal Highness would have laughed with his hands on his hips.