Quick travel god stick demeanor

Prime Minister Fu thought of the news from the palace, couldn't help but squeezed the chaohu, his face sank like water, and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, other officials also left the oppressive palace in a hurry.

After the emperor returned to the palace, the humble servant also avoided people and went to see him.

"Your Majesty." The servant said respectfully, "Fu Xianggong has always been respectful and polite. I have never seen him complain."

"Forgive him, he doesn't dare!" The emperor sneered, feeling guilty for a while, when he thought of the daughter of the Fu family, the mother of the Fu family was extremely honorable, and after Fu Cheng got along with him, the little bit of guilt disappeared.

Thinking of the old-fashioned and boring empress who advised him to be diligent and stay away from women all day long, the emperor couldn't help but feel annoyed, what a jealous woman!

If it weren't for the fact that she managed the harem well, I really couldn't bear her!

Thinking about it this way, I am really a wise and powerful monarch with a great stomach, the emperor thought jokingly, and couldn't help laughing.He waved his hand and said, "Keep staring!"

The servant retreated silently, as if blending into the shadow, not attracting attention at all.

Then the emperor couldn't wait to invite the young, lively, beautiful, and understanding concubines to spend the night together.

Changle Palace.

The nurse in charge walked around the screen and walked to the bed.

I saw Empress Fu lying on the couch with black hair hanging loose, no headgear on her hair, only inner clothes on her body, the corners of her eyes were reddish, and her eyes were dull.

"Your Majesty, Wanfu." The head nurse bowed her head and cupped her hands in the Wanfu salute.

Empress Fu stared fixedly at the void, motionless, and said numbly: "Wanfu? My son is dead, where is the blessing?"

The nurse in charge picked up the porcelain bowl on the tray in the hands of the maids. The porcelain bowl was as thin as a cicada's wing and as green as a lotus leaf. It contained a black decoction with a pungent smell. She waved her hand to order the maids to retreat.

The next words are not what they can hear.

Hearing the queen's words, the head nurse's eyes shivered.Empress Fu was born in an official family and has a noble character. She was once a talented woman with a reputation in Shengjing.

It's a pity that things didn't go as planned, the emperor was mean and ungrateful, once he gained power, he showed the face of a Zhongshan wolf, pampered the charming and charming lady, embarrassing the queen and the father-in-law, it was really ugly.

What's even more hateful is that the emperor actually disregarded the face of his son-in-law in the middle palace, and the prince openly flirted with the inner veil before he was over seven!

"Your Majesty, if the Eldest Prince Quan Xia knows, how sad it would be to see you showing no pity for yourself like this!" the nun in charge said sadly.

Thinking of his son who died of illness, tears welled up in the already dry eye sockets, and fell down to the pillow along the corners of the eyes.

"Ben Gong is like boiling oil now, wishing I could go with my son, I feel pity."

"If you don't cheer up, who will avenge the eldest prince?" Seeing this, the nun in charge had no choice but to provoke the queen. She has lived for a long time and has rich experience. She knows that the most important thing about a patient is that she wants to live, otherwise she will have a heart attack. It's hard to save the Immortal Da Luo.

"The eldest prince has always been filial, well-behaved, sensible, smart, how can he be near the water? Besides, are so many palace attendants just for show? Doctor Huang's medical skills are superb, and he said that he has rejuvenated his hands, why can't he save the prince? It's suspicious that all the people who served the prince died overnight." The nurse in charge analyzed bit by bit, with reasons and evidence.

Empress Fu raised her head suddenly, with tears still on her face, but her eyes were as sharp as electricity, she stared coldly at the nanny in charge, in an instant she changed from a resentful woman to an angry King Kong, and said: "Everything you said is true. ?”

"You little one can swear to the sky that everything is true." The nurse in charge quickly knelt down and swore.

She was lonely all her life, homeless and childless. To put it bluntly, she watched the eldest prince grow up, and it was no exaggeration for her to treat him as her son.Once the eldest prince died, she was the one who hated the most, and she was the one who was the calmest.Even if she loses her life, she will seek justice for him!

It's just that the people who served the eldest prince had long been executed by the officials on the grounds of ineffective service.Others are only the loving sons of officials, but the mother in charge doesn't believe it.

If the official family can have a paternal love for the eldest prince, maybe a sow can climb a tree!

Empress Fu was taught by her father as a son since she was a child, and she is more intelligent than ordinary men. If she hadn't been hit by the pain of losing her son, she wouldn't be so depressed.

Now that she thought about it, she immediately understood how many people had been blocked by the concubine of Zhonggong.

Empress Fu's eyes were red, hatred was slowly growing, and her heart was hot like magma.

She sat up, took the porcelain bowl from the hand of the nurse in charge, raised her head and closed her eyes and drank it, the bitterness seeped into her internal organs, the hand holding the brocade quilt, veins burst out, which made her more sober.

Was it the same pain when my son died?

I knew that the official family was not her Fu Jun's beloved, but I didn't know that he was so heartless and ungrateful!Fu Jun, you can completely give up.

Those who have hurt my son, I want you to suffer more than me, to suffer more than me!After death, they will also fall into Avici Hell, and they will not be reborn forever!

From then on, Empress Fu stopped admonishing the emperor to be diligent in politics, and even asked her father's family to select beautiful women from outside the palace to present to the emperor, even prostitutes from brothels.

As a result, Empress Fu gradually gained the trust of the emperor and gained more and more power.

Separated by a wall, outside the gate of the palace, rumors spread everywhere in Shengjing, and the reputation of the officials fell again and again, but the officials who were addicted to sensuality knew nothing about it.

The already chaotic situation became even more chaotic after Fu's family intervened.

The secrets of heaven gradually become ignorant, and are no longer easily predictable by manpower.

***

The heavy rain is pouring, and the sky and the earth are connected.

Clouds and rain stagnate in the south, so the north is dry.

As soon as the news of the frontier drought came, Xie Ange reminded Xiao Chen to go back to Ningzhou to store grain and prepare for disaster relief, but he caught up with a bloody female ghost.

The rain is like a bead curtain, flowing over the gray tile roofs of this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, over the green hills, and over the blue water.

A slender white figure jumped from the tallest banyan tree in the town, drifted into the alley like light smoke, and disappeared.

Behind the figure, there is a Taoist priest holding a long sword, chasing after him.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops made people's cheeks hurt. Looking at the rain, it seemed that there was a posture that would never stop.

In order to save his mana, Xie Ange did not release his mana to keep out the rain, his Taoist robe was already drenched, but fortunately he had achieved success in cultivation, had sufficient yang energy, and was not afraid of the cold, so he would not lose this female ghost.

This female ghost's mana is not profound, but she somehow concealed the ghostly aura on her body, making it impossible for Xie Ange to use her mana to track her down, and only then took advantage of the terrain to escape again and again.

Xie Ange chased the female ghost and finally came to an earth temple.

At a glance, the Earth Temple is very clean and tidy, obviously someone takes care of it.The statue has a tall nose and long beard, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. There are many offerings in front of the altar, and the incense is flourishing.

Xie Ange walked in slowly, every step was wet.

He took out the night pearl and lit up the earth temple. After looking at the statue for a while, he looked around again, but he still didn't notice anything wrong. Xie Ange put on three sticks of incense again, and said, "Lord of the land, poor Taoist Qinglian, yes Zi Zai Guan Chuanren, it’s getting late today, I hope I can stay here for one night.”

Seeing that the three sticks of incense were burning slowly and there was no abnormal phenomenon, Xie Ange gathered some firewood in the temple and lit a fire to dry the clothes.

In the flames, the wood crackled, splashing a few sparks.

The clothes were almost dry, Xie Ange quickly drew a stack of evil talismans, swung the mahogany sword to pick up the yellow talismans, and pasted them on the doors and windows.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems to prevent female ghosts from entering.

Then, he drew a square protective formation on the spot, and then sat in the formation, meditating and practicing without distraction.

After chasing that female ghost for several days, even copper-skinned iron bones should be tired. It's time to rest for a while to restore energy, Xie Ange thought to himself.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, who can bear it?

Xie Ange has been meditating and practicing for many years, and his patience could not be more abundant, slowly immersing himself in the cultivation.

"This stinky Taoist priest is really hateful! Cowardly as a mouse! Why are you drawing so many talismans!" In the statue, a female voice said bitterly.

The voice was contained within the statue, and Xie Ange outside the statue knew nothing about it.

"Alan, don't worry." Another voice sounded, "With me here, this Taoist priest won't be able to find you. After he leaves, it's not too late for you to leave."

But Alan didn't appreciate it: "If he doesn't leave for a day, will I be stuck here for a day? What if he never leaves?"

Speaking of the latter, her voice gradually became sharper.

"Impossible, didn't he say that he would only stay for one night?" The male voice concealed a trace of pain in his calmness, but he was actually not that calm.

Alan begged again in a low voice: "Azhu, go kill him, or tie him up! I want to go out, I want to go out..."

The statue looks small, but under the blessing of the believers' vows, the space inside is very large, but it is empty, very empty, and the sky and the earth are gray, which is not a livable place.

Not long after hiding in the statue, Alan felt that he couldn't take it anymore.There are no green mountains and green waters, no green wine and red lights, no handsome lovers, but nothingness, suffocating nothingness.

He thought he had been begging in a low voice for a long time, but Ah Zhu remained silent. Alan, who was not a gentle, courteous and frugal character at all, became angry suddenly, his nails grew violently, his long hair was automatic without wind, his pupils were bleeding, and he sternly said: "Are you going to help or not?" I?"

"Alan, didn't you hear? This Taoist priest is the successor of Zizai Guan." The man's voice was filled with exhaustion, as if he had undertaken too many things and was finally overwhelmed.

"So what? As a god, can't you help a mere mortal?" Alan said hysterically.

Even though he understood that Alan might not be listening anymore, the man tried his best to explain: "Zizaiguan has a profound foundation, and the successors have profound mana, countless magic weapons, and added merit. Not to mention whether we can kill him, if we If you kill him, you will definitely be in debt and become an enemy of the righteous world. At that time, I will not be able to protect you."

"I don't care! I don't care! I want to go out!" Alan described as crazy.

Although she was pursued by Xie Ange before, she was flexible and fast, and had never been attacked before, so she didn't realize how powerful this Taoist priest was, and secretly laughed at him.

Now, the 49 amulets of evil spirits coincided with the will of the Tao, forming an infinitely powerful nine-yang golden gang formation. Even with the cover of the god statue and the protection of the divine power, Alan still felt a burst of pain, the ghost fire flickered, and his ghost was unstable.

This is a feeling she has never felt after becoming a ghost.

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读者“willette”,灌溉营养液52018-02-2120:13:56

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