I love the harem with my sweet mouth

Scary.

So scary.

When Han Qingyang stumbled and ran out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he bumped into Wang Shou who was also hurrying over.

The two gave way to the left almost at the same time, and then to the right almost at the same time.

In the end, there was an awkward confrontation in the middle of the door.

With lingering fears in Han Qingyang's heart, he stood a little to the side. Wang Shou saluted hastily, and led the imperial physician to the palace. When he passed by, he still couldn't help asking.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Wang Shou stopped and saw Han Qingyang under the shadow of the lamp with tears in his eyes and a pale face, which made me feel pity.Even if he, an eunuch, would feel amazed when he saw it, he asked suspiciously.

"Your Majesty didn't keep your empress?"

Han Qingyang also muttered.

"Your Majesty let me go."

Wang Shou nodded half-understood, his Majesty's intentions were the greatest.

"Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace earlier."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yanzong's furious sound came from inside, as well as the sound of smashing things.

Scary sound.

Han Qingyang didn't want to stay here for a moment anymore. When Zhou Yanzong's red eyes looked at him just now, he felt as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and his hot breath clung to his neck, following him. It was like being burned by fire, and the sting was severe.

There seemed to be a wind under his feet, and he disappeared into the night in a hurry.

He came with a heart full of heart, and returned with a broken soul.

I can't help but feel frustrated.

When he returned to Yuxiu Palace, he took a few sips of tea and felt a little better.

"ah!"

The multi-children screamed, "Master, why is your chin so red? Also, your lips seem a little swollen."

His voice brought Han Qingyang back to his senses.

Because the chin that was run over by Zhou Yanzong vigorously had a burning pain.

When Duofu heard this, he hurried over to take a look, and saw that Han Qingyang's clothes were disheveled, the corners of his eyes were red, and he was sitting there like a puppet without speaking, so a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Once upon a time, there was a maid in the harem of the Great Jin Dynasty who was bullied by the eldest prince, and she was like this at that time.

But this is the harem of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his master is also a concubine, who would dare to have such courage.

Duofu grabbed Han Qingyang's arm and asked anxiously: "Master, did that King Zhou bully you?"

Seeing that both of them looked worried, Han Qingyang smiled.

"Are you stupid? Your Majesty obviously can't do that. How can he bully me?"

Duozi muttered softly.

"Kiss, I don't need that thing..."

Han Qingyang: "..."

Ah.

I know a lot.

After calming down, Han Qingyang hurriedly ordered: "You ask people to go to the Yongshou Palace and the Yangxin Hall to watch separately, and just watch from a distance. Don't startle the snake. It would be the best if you can get some news."

Duozi and Duofu responded.

Han Qingyang simply washed up and went to bed to rest.

......

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Zhou Yanzong was lying on the bed wearing only obscene trousers, the wound on his thigh had been bandaged, and a small piece of bright red blood was printed on the cloth strip.

The bronzed skin covered with sweat exudes an attractive luster under the light.

He pursed his lips and frowned.

The imperial doctor gave him the needle tremblingly.

"Do you know what kind of poison this is?"

The hand of the imperial doctor holding the silver needle trembled because of the sudden question. He stabilized his mind, then injected the needle, then wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, knelt down in front of the couch and apologized: I am incompetent, I really don't know what kind of poison this is?"

Zhou Yanzong did not vent his anger.

Since the Empress Dowager dared to do this, she must be very sure, and presumably it was not a common love potion.

"Is this poison harmful to the body?"

The imperial physician considered his words and shook his head cautiously.

"This poison is used as an aphrodisiac. It is harmless to the body. It can be cured only when the poison is completely dissipated. It's just..."

The imperial physician showed a look of embarrassment.

Because of the acupuncture given by the imperial physician, the dryness and heat in Zhou Yanzong's body eased a little, and he didn't want to get out of his body like before.

"Just what?"

The doctor kowtowed.

"According to my humble opinion, if Your Majesty wants to quickly eliminate the remaining poison in his body, he might as well invite Concubine Rou over..."

There is no need to say the rest, as soon as Han Qingyang was mentioned, Zhou Yanzong's body began to agitate again, the faint fragrance seemed to stimulate his sense of smell, and the soft waist... .

There were big beads of sweat on Zhou Yanzong's forehead.

"Is there any other way?"

The imperial doctor said again: "Then we can only let the minister give injections to detoxify His Majesty, and he will be cured in five days."

Zhou Yanzong waved his hand to signal for the imperial physician to step down, and then told Wang Shou, "Someone get some ice cubes from the ice cellar." There was still residual heat in his body, and this discomfort was not caused by being cut or stabbed. The pain of a sword, but from the inside out, makes people have nowhere to vent, like thousands of ants gnawing in the body, but the kind of pain that is helpless.

Wang Shou agreed, and at the same time ordered people to pick up ice, and at the same time sent people to come to the hall to clean up.

The house was in a mess.

The palace people all cleaned up carefully.

Zhou Yanzong saw a little eunuch bring out a plate of pastries from the inner room, so he stopped him.

Wang Shou hurriedly took the cake and brought it to the bed.

"This is Peach Blossom Girl specially sent by Concubine Rou, Your Majesty, try it?"

Zhou Yanzong ate a piece.

The entrance is sweet and fragrant, soft and delicious.

Wang Shou put the tray on the low table by the bed, and poured a cup of tea on purpose.

Unexpectedly, just after pouring the tea, the plate of Peach Blossom Girl had bottomed out.

Wang Shou smiled and said: "If your Majesty likes to eat, I will ask Concubine Rou to make more and send them to you tomorrow." He has served Zhou Yanzong for two years, and His Majesty seldom eats these pastries and sweets. What happened today? ?

Could it be that the cakes made by beauties are better than those made in the imperial dining room?

Zhou Yanzong took a sip of tea, and there was a faint fragrance of peach blossoms on his lips and teeth.

Just now when he was in a trance, the person he was hugging had this faint scent of flowers.

"Is Concubine Rou just here?"

Wang Shou froze for a moment, feeling that His Majesty had completely forgotten what he had done?

"When the servant rushed back with the imperial doctor, he happened to meet Concubine Rou who ran out of the palace in a panic. Perhaps she was frightened a lot, her eyes were red, and it hurts her heart to see it."

Zhou Yanzong was silent.

That night, Zhou Yanzong slept extremely restlessly.

In his dream, he saw a beauty in peach pink clothes. The beauty was standing under the peach blossom tree, smiling and looking forward, and calling out sweetly, "Your Majesty".

The breeze is gentle, and the flowers are colorful.

The beauty ran towards him, her black hair raised high, her skirt fluttering, like a flying fairy on a mural.

He has been backing away, with his hands outstretched, in front of him.

"No, you don't come here."

But the beauty didn't seem to hear his words, she still ran towards him with a smile.

He said with a cold face, "If you dare to take one step closer to Gu, Gu will kill you."

As soon as the words fell, the beauty, like a boneless beauty snake, crawled up from the gap between his arms, and her thin white arms wrapped around his neck. The two were very close, breathing intertwined.

He could even see the fine lines on his moist and plump lips.

"Your Majesty, are you willing to kill me?"

There are thousands of amorous feelings in the beauty's eyes, and her voice is as soft as fairy music.

Following his lips were blocked.

He stretched out his hand to push the person in his arms away, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

The beauty's fingers were icy cold, gently brushing across his chest.

"His Majesty......"

"Are you going to kill me?"

"His Majesty......."

"Do you like me like this?"

.......

Zhou Yanzong tried his best to see the beauty's face clearly, when that bright face was getting closer, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

It was a familiar face.

Zhou Yanzong was a little puzzled, how could he dream of him?

Just because he ate the Peach Blossom Girl he made for him with his own hands, or because he kissed him when he was most unbearable?

He grew up in the military camp since he was a child, and he has heard countless dirty words.

The freshness has long since disappeared, but now I suddenly had a night of spring|dream.

He rubbed his forehead, it was all caused by the queen mother's love potion.

How else would he...

When the night watchman outside heard the movement, he hurried in.

"Your Majesty is going to wake up?"

Zhou Yanzong was just about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, only to find a strange feeling coming from his lower body.

He coughed lightly, and sat back on the bed.

"Go and prepare hot water, only to take a bath."

After washing up, Zhou Yanzong remembered something again, and ordered casually: "Wang Shou, you personally pick some smart people and send them to Yuxiu Palace."

Wang Shou answered yes, but was stopped again as soon as he reached the door.

Zhou Yanzong seemed to have thought of something, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Let's just pick four, and the names are given alone. They are called red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds."

......

Han Qingyang has always had a big heart, even if the disturbance last night was like that, he still had no dreams and slept peacefully.

When the sky is falling, there is still a tall one holding it up.

Besides, in this palace, there are traps everywhere, if you don't eat enough and sleep enough, how can you have the strength to deal with these crap?

Duozi and Duofu waited on him to wash and wash.

"Master, there is no movement at Yongshou Palace."

Han Qingyang said "hmm", "Where is Your Majesty?"

Dove replied.

"The servant heard that there was a half-night riot in the Hall of Mental Cultivation yesterday. They were making ice and boiling medicine, so they almost turned their backs on their backs."

Duozi followed with a sigh.

"It's really hard for our master to leave the tiger's den and then enter the wolf's den. Since His Majesty has been in a bad temper for the past few days, it's better for the master not to move forward, so as not to hurt himself."

Han Qingyang thought about it all night yesterday.

Although he didn't know what happened to Zhou Yanzong, he guessed that it must have something to do with Yongshou Palace.

Right now, Zhou Yanzong is in a fragile period when his emotions are hurt. If he doesn't come up at this time, who else can he count on?

"Duofu, in a while you will send some freshly boiled lily and lotus seed soup to Yuqian, the lotus seed lily is the best for reducing fire."

He doesn't have to go by himself, but care still has to be sent.

The three masters and servants were talking about this, when Wang Shou brought people outside.

Han Qingyang greeted him hurriedly, and asked about the condition of His Majesty's dragon body.

After Wang Shou answered one by one, he waved to the four maids behind him.

The four stepped forward to salute.

"Slave red date, please greet the concubine Rou, and the empress is blessed and safe."

"Slave servant Peanut, please greet the concubine Rou, and the empress is blessed and safe."

"Slave longan, please greet the concubine Rou, and the empress is blessed and safe."

"Slave Lianzi, please greet the concubine Rou, and the empress is blessed and safe."

Han Qingyang: "..."

Emperor Dog, are you planning to have children with him?