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Zhu Jianshen was superstitious about elixir because he was afraid of death and wanted to be the emperor forever. Naturally, his body was also destroyed by the so-called elixir that could live forever. The emperor's impotence, whose body was getting weaker and weaker, became an open secret in the harem.

But Ma Xiaohu didn't know this. Yuhuatian didn't allow Ma Xiaohu to touch the women in the harem because he was afraid that he would show his flaws. Yuhuatian only asked Ma Xiaohu to be obedient and seemed to forget to tell him the reason, so that when Ma Xiaohu was in Concubine Wan Gui felt strangely strange after having lunch there.

It's normal to have a meal and drink a little wine. Ma Xiaohu thinks that he won't get drunk because of those two small glasses of wine. He thinks that drinking liquor and foreign wine didn't knock him down when he was running a business, but at this time his mind is a bit confused. The feeling of burning cheeks makes people feel a little flustered, and it feels uncomfortable to breathe as if being strangled by clothes.

"It's so hot today." It was only the beginning of April and it was so hot that it was like summer. Ma Xiaohu, who was tightly wrapped like rice dumplings, wanted to take off her clothes but didn't dare to do so in front of Concubine Wan Gui.

"The emperor must be wearing too much." She smiled softly.Concubine Wan Gui reached out to straighten Ma Xiaohu's collar, but the fingers touching his neck seemed to move a little too much, and Concubine Wan Gui looked at him with a provocative look.Fortunately, there was still a table of dishes between the two of them, otherwise the body as soft as a water snake would have been lying in his arms.

They are all adults, how could Ma Xiaohu fail to see that Concubine Wan Gui is seducing her, but even if Ma Xiaohu can ignore that Concubine Wan Gui is ten years older than herself, and Concubine Wan Gui is also very beautiful when she is well maintained, but That pretty face just looks like his dead ghost's mother, which makes Ma Xiaohu ignore everything and be able to do it.

It's just that the strange reaction of the body is not under her control, and Ma Xiaohu finds it very embarrassing to find out that it is even more difficult to stay in Concubine Wan Gui's bedroom.If he knew it earlier, he would have stayed in the Qianqing Palace and not come to Concubine Wan Gui to act in order to calm his suspicions. Although he had 1 things in his heart that he didn't want to come, but Yuhuatian went out of the palace to run errands. Without him, Xiao Ma Hu can only bite the bullet by himself.

"It should be. I was sick in bed a few days ago and got used to wearing it out of fear of the cold. I will change my clothes when I go back." The strange reaction of her body and the pressure on the face of Concubine Wan Gui made Ma Xiaohu feel that her forehead was about to sweat. Hurry up and take the opportunity to drive back to the palace, regardless of the resentful gaze of Concubine Wan Gui behind her.

For Concubine Wan Gui, taking the Spring Date was a way for her to enhance the relationship with the emperor. In the eyes of Concubine Wan Gui, who fled Ma Xiaohu, she was mistaken for the fact that the Spring Date was not effective enough, and because of the impotent Emperor’s self-esteem, Concubine Wan Gui felt that it was necessary for someone to find a better spring date, but Concubine Wan Gui's silent concern made Ma Xiaohu even more miserable in the days to come.

"Hot, hot." Ma Xiaohu took off her coat as soon as she returned to the Qianqing Palace, but this could not relieve the hotness in her body at all.Because she had never taken a certain medicine before, Ma Xiaohu didn't know that it was a reaction to a certain medicine.

"What kind of ginseng wine is that? Why is it so effective? This is too nourishing, will it cause nosebleeds?" Ma Xiaohu, who is in good health, is afraid that she will overdo it and stare at the mirror again and again.

The boss next to Yuhuatian who was in charge of protecting Ma Xiaohu's safety, even though he knew what was going on with Ma Xiaohu, still kept silent, with a stern expression on his face.

"When will he come back?" Ma Xiaohu turned to the second bodyguard Ma Jinliang and asked.Because she didn't dare to see the imperial physician lightly, even if Ma Xiaohu felt unwell, she could only wait for Yuhuatian to come back.

"Return to the emperor, tonight at the earliest." Siji Yuhuatian had told Ma Xiaohu that he must notify him immediately of anything, and Da Tantou always answered Ma Xiaohu's questions.

"Jinliang, help me take it off." Unable to bear the heat in her body, Ma Xiaohu turned her attention to the old ancestor.

"Back to the emperor, it's 'zhen'." Unexpectedly, the first sentence of the head of the stall Ma Jinliang was to correct Ma Xiaohu's mistake. It really was Yuhuatian's loyal dog bodyguard, and the execution procedure was first Yuhuatian and then after that. Yu Huatian ordered Ma Xiaohu to let Ma Jinliang obey the emperor's orders.

"I order you to take it down." Ma Xiaohu became irritable because of the heat, and the strange thing is that Ma Jinliang didn't get angry at him like before. Leaped onto the beam and took the ham ancestor down.

"If you have nothing to do, you can just read books, eat snacks, and don't practice boxing." Because the big boss has to protect himself, he can't leave the Qianqing Palace. Ma Xiaohu wants to sleep with his ancestor to cool off the heat The chicken mother gave orders to the big stall and rolled the sheets, making the cold big stall next to him stare at Ma Xiaohu on the dragon bed for several seconds.

Ma Xiaohu didn't pay attention to Da Taitou's gaze, anyway, both he and Yu Huatian knew that the old ancestor was his property, and no one could control what he wanted to do to the old ancestor.

"It's still the coolest for the ancestors." It can be described as a good product for cooling down.It's just that the initial coolness couldn't counteract the turbulent heat in her body. Not long after she sighed comfortably, Ma Xiaohu twisted involuntarily again, resting her left hand and left foot on the old ancestor's body and clamping it like a pillow. The left side was cold and comfortable, but it made the right side hot and dry, so I had to turn over and change my right hand and right foot. If it didn't work, I just lay on the ancestor's body.

"Is the emperor trying to rape a corpse?"

When Ma Xiaohu opened his eyes and looked at Yuhuatian who had come back early in the afternoon above his head, his brain, which was so hot and steamy due to the onset of medicine, was no longer working, and his misty eyes just opened their reflections in such a foolish way. Shang Yuhuatian's extremely monstrous face also forgot to refute the evil corpse's slander.

"Hot..." The sluggish brain finally recognized Yuhuatian, but Ma Xiaohu turned her head and rubbed her ancestors back and forth, looking at the old man whose clothes were rubbed to pieces on the dragon bed Ancestors, if ancestors have spirits, they must also feel that they are ashamed to death by these descendants.

"I don't know if I took aphrodisiacs from Concubine Wan Gui. Didn't the emperor say that he only eats what the ministers feed?" Yu Huatian pulled the horse octopus off the ancestor's body. The ancestor pushed to the corner of the dragon bed two meters away from Ma Xiaohu, and then suppressed Ma Xiaohu who was twisting around.

"Aphrodisiac?" How could Ma Xiaohu know what it would feel like after taking the aphrodisiac.For this ancient legendary drug, he has never seen it with his own eyes, let alone tried it himself.

"If I don't find a woman to detoxify me, wouldn't I be going to explode and die?" I was so anxious that I forgot the word "Zhen" again.Because Yuhuatian didn't allow him to find a woman, Ma Xiaohu's first reaction was that he was going to cry.Thinking of those lucky ones in martial arts dramas and novels who had to drink aphrodisiacs to survive, Ma Xiaohu wailed in her heart why she was so tragically recruited!

"Where did the emperor hear that aphrodisiacs must be detoxified by women? As long as the Yuanyang is vented, the antidote can be cured, or is the emperor still a child?" Looking down at Ma Xiaohu's face, Yu Huatian It was no surprise to see him showing the panic expression he had when he was fed the whitening pills last time.

"That's all right." Ma Xiaohu, who turned his head and wanted to pretend to be asleep, was unfortunately hit by Yuhuatian's teasing words. He was indeed a virgin, who made him so weak that he couldn't handle his old ancestors, otherwise he I can get married and have children early and leave the ancestors to the next generation.

Seeing Ma Xiaohu's embarrassment before he closed his eyes, Yu Huatian immediately understood, and after a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he even reached out his hand to Ma Xiaohu's hardened part.

"Well, I, I will do it myself..." The more embarrassing thing made Ma Xiaohu have to open her eyes to face Yuhuatian.

It's just that Yuhuatian never likes others to disobey him, even if the initiative of masturbation is in the hands of whoever has it.The eyelids were half-lidded to cover the dark pupils, and Ma Xiaohu clearly realized who was in charge here with her silent attitude.

The four eyes met, and Ma Xiaohu, whose breathing gradually became disordered, simply closed her eyes and locked herself in fantasy.He fantasizes that a beautiful woman is masturbating to him at the head office right now!

The effect of the aphrodisiac is more powerful than imagined, and Ma Xiaohu's fantasy is even more powerful. In the pleasure of not knowing the time, Ma Xiaohu, who has forgotten the existence of Yuhuatian, can't help touching Yuhuatian's waist. He wrapped his arms around him like an ancestor, the coolness of the clothes made his exposed skin feel so comfortable that it all stuck to it.

Half of it was forced to break free from Yuhuatian's confinement, and the other half was because I lost my calm emotionally and was addicted to the double joy of imagination and reality.Being so close, with the turbid breath spraying on Yuhuatian's neck, and the hot lips inadvertently touching the cool but slightly warm skin, Ma Xiaohu, who is instinctively demanding, has completely forgotten who she is.

Tighten your arms and hug the waist that is not as cold and hard as your ancestors. When the lips and tongue winding on the smooth skin explore two soft and elastic new areas, you are not happy with the hard obstacles under the softness. Ma Xiaohu The moment he opened his misty black eyes, he realized that he had actually kissed Yu Huatian's lips and intended to stick out his tongue for an unruly French wet kiss, his heart was paralyzed instantly and completely cooled down.

The author has something to say: Er Biyin

On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, all the people in the group are forced to do so, so they write this soy sauce poem for fun. Guess who is the slave's family name?

When the moon falls and the stars meet you, the sun shines obliquely on the small bridge.

The color of the trees is new, and the new leaves are just born, and if the leaves are fluttering, they will reflect the purple cherry

The water is light, the ink is fragrant, and the words are Qingwei, thank you for going to Sanchun Jianjiaqian

The eyebrows are like black thorn hairpins, and the chrysanthemum is big in the misty moon and autumn.

In the whole world, there is only the fragrance of calligraphy and ink, and the idle clouds and wild cranes are leisurely and immortal

Qingmei lights up the lights like beans, but Xu Youran forgets each other

The white dew is like frost and condenses like snow, the west wind can't solve the marriage

Erlai is as beautiful as the Su family, and it will be difficult to embroider the family and country in [-] years

Leisurely wandering among the flowers is only drunk with ink, and I just want to listen to it.

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I originally planned to update the broth (or even add ingredients) after guessing all the authors’ names, but I was so stupid that I forgot to post the poem of Dayou 2B Literary Youth yesterday.

Sure enough, yesterday was too 2, so that 2 was too much, 2B Literary and Art Youth obediently updated.

PS: Dead JJ, it took me to update several times before I spit out the broth, I fell!