Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

He casually took the silk scarf placed beside him and wiped his nosebleeds. An Xining continued to fight on the front line of spring labor. Eye pupils seductively narrowed because of the color of lust, An Xining felt that a certain part of himself was extremely excited.

This old man pushing a cart is not bad, but Zihua's temperament is afraid that he won't want to, so when he flips through another page, An Xining's mouth widens. It turns out that he can still be on the tree, which is simply beyond his imagination.

When he finished reading and put the book down, An Xining felt a sense of enlightenment, that he lived two lives in vain, and was actually a frog in a well when it came to matters, no wonder Zi Hua felt disgusted.

With this realization, An Xining dragged out a few books from the box at the bottom. After picking and choosing, he took out one. It was called "Biography of a Martyr", which fit his current situation perfectly!

An Xining opened it immediately with great interest, skipped the prologue and went straight to the main topic. This book was about a teacher in a certain town who rescued a man when he passed by the foot of the mountain at night. The two fell in love for a long time because of The secular world can't be together, and the teacher is stubborn, even if his heart is tempted, he doesn't dare to move. In order to lure the teacher to have a good time with him, the man has exhausted his mind and tried every means, and finally embraces the beautiful boy.

Although the story is vulgar, the man's way of seducing people is not vulgar. An Xining was amazed and couldn't stop watching it. He never thought that the art of chasing people is really a profound knowledge. He has learned a lot today.

After swallowing a few more books, An Xining returned to the room with his head full of paste. At this time, the moon was sinking, and Zi Hua was sleeping peacefully with the quilt on his face. Ruyu's skin looked extraordinarily alluring.

An Xining leaned forward and pressed his lips to Zi Hua's cheeks, the soft and soft touch made him narrow his eyes happily.

"Are you back?" Zihua's voice sounded, with a hazy drowsiness. Just as he wanted to get up, An Xining held him down, lifted his quilt up, and said softly, "Don't get up, the wind in the night." Big, you go to sleep."

Zi Hua was not sober at all, so he closed his eyes and let An Xining take off his clothes and hands and feet and climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt with ease and got in, his hands loosely wrapped around him, his legs tangle restlessly. When it came up, its whole body was sticky like an octopus, and it couldn't be shaken off.Zihua wisely chose to lie flat and gave up struggling, but he didn't know that the corner of An Xining's lips curled up into a triumphant smile.

The two on one side fell asleep hugging each other, while Concubine Xian on the other side was tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, and finally got up after thinking for a long time.

"Spring branch."

The candles in the outer room were lit when the words fell, and Chun Zhi, who was wearing an underwear, walked over protecting the candlestick: "Ma'am, what orders do you have?"

Concubine Xian casually took a piece of clothing, put it on and got off the bed, frowned and asked: "You went to the imperial study with me today, did you see Eunuch Liang beside His Majesty?"

"I never did," Chun Zhi said tremblingly, "I have always followed the empress, and didn't go anywhere."

"Who is asking you these things?" Concubine Xian scolded angrily, "What I am worried about is that the incident of us poisoning His Majesty last time will be revealed."

Chunzhi's small face turned pale with fright, and stammered: "Mother, empress, what do you mean by that?"

Concubine Xian gave her a disgusted look: "I am in the imperial study today, and the one who served the tea was Eunuch Liang, but today it is a different face. I am afraid that something has happened."

Chun Zhi was already trembling a little, if something happened to Eunuch Liang, would he recruit himself out, don't talk about his own life, I'm afraid even the lives of his family members would be in danger.

"My lady, what should I do now, my lady, I don't want to die."

Concubine Xian shook off Chun Zhi and grabbed the hand at the corner of her sleeve: "I only know how to cry, isn't it all right now? Even if His Majesty knows that Bengong did it, if he wants to touch Bengong, he has to look at Bengong's brother." Answer or not. Chunzhi, go to His Majesty's palace tomorrow to see if Eunuch Liang is still there."

"Yes, slaves obey."

Waking up early the next morning, An Xining went to the study under Zihua's surprised and gratified eyes, and finished reading "Love for a Lonely Man", "Another Spring for a Scholar", "Longyang Fen Tao Just For You" , "Love You 360 Five Days", after that, An Xining was enlightened, and finally felt like he was about to achieve a positive result.

In these novels, the superior party is always the domineering type, who often smiles evilly, occasionally spends a lot of money to win the favor of beauties, or is icy and taciturn, making the subordinates want to stop.

An Xining carefully recalled that after he met Zihua, he was either on the way of being stupid or on the road of being stupid. No wonder Zihua kept calling himself a reckless man. Fortunately, he woke up early so that he would not be on the road of being stupid. Gone forever.

That being the case, start implementing your own temptation plan from now on!An Xining arrogantly took out a brush and listed a long list of strategies, and made a detailed record of the scene dialogue to ensure that Zihua can be taken down perfectly!

Plan [-]: Evil romance is the killer.

In the Nuan Pavilion, Xiao Yantai looked at his prince with a speechless face and smirked in the mirror all afternoon, finally stopped the self-torture after another lip-smacking smile, rubbed his cheeks and asked him: "Little Yantai, did the prince smile just now?" It’s very evil and makes your heart beat faster.”

Xiao Yantai lowered his head, and said honestly: "Is the heart beating faster, but it's true that I'm panicking."

An Xining's eyes lit up, and his smiling face froze for no reason, and he hurriedly asked, "Why are you panicking?"

"That's right, I'm afraid you'll be stupid again..." Xiao Yantai's voice finally disappeared between his lips and teeth in An Xining's increasingly cold eyes.

An Xining held back for a while before he stopped the urge to hit Xiao Yantai, and finally flung his sleeves, deceiving himself and others: "Forget it, you, an eunuch, probably don't know the fun between Fengyue."

Little Yantai dared to say otherwise, so he could only continue to show An Xining a mirror to practice smiling with a bitter expression on his face.

At dinner time, Zihua returned home from outside. He had an appointment with Lin Jingxuan to talk about the matter today, so he didn't see An Xining's crazy day. Just after changing his clothes, a little eunuch came to tell him about the meal, and it happened that he was also hungry , seeing An Xining left and right, went to the side room for dinner alone.

As soon as the person sat down, he heard a voice from outside the door: "Welcome to the lord!" The sound was huge and uniform, and Zihua was a little curious. When he turned his head to look, he saw An Xining wearing a purple gold crown on his head, wearing a purple robe of auspicious cloud brocade, all in one suit. She walked in luxuriously, and when she saw him, she didn't pounce on him like she did a few days ago, but instead looked at him with an inexplicable look, then stepped squarely, walked proudly across to him and sat down.

Immediately, a maid and eunuch set the table and chopsticks for him, and the chopsticks were still pure gold. An Xining glanced coldly,

Said: "vulgar, how can this king eat with such vulgar things, why don't you hurry up and exchange a pair of white jade chopsticks for this king and Zhengjun?"

The little inkstone next to her hurriedly agreed, and immediately a maid presented two pairs of white jade chopsticks. An Xining accepted it reluctantly, and said to the pair: "Beauties need to be paired with white jade, the same white and flawless." Zhuo Zihua smiled charmingly.

Zi Hua turned a blind eye to it, he was just curious about what stimulated An Xining tonight to draw like this, and when there were more gold and jade chopsticks in the house.

Seeing that Zihua was indifferent, An Xining was very puzzled, even if he didn't like it, he still needs some feedback, why is it completely different from what was written in the book?Strange.

But An Xining is very persistent in this matter, it doesn't matter if he can't impress Zihua during dinner, isn't there after dinner? !

When going back to the room at night, An Xining put one hand behind his back and the other around Zi Hua's waist, deliberately bypassing the garden in the mansion.

Zi Hua wondered, "Why are you here in the garden if you don't go back to your room so late?"

An Xining deliberately suppressed his voice to make his voice more magnetic, and said ambiguously, "Don't Zi Hua think that viewing flowers at night is more interesting?"

Zi Hua really didn't want to offend him, so he said vaguely, "It's kind of dark."

An Xining smiled charmingly again: "Zi Hua doesn't like darkness, this king can pick all the stars from the sky and light them up for you."

"You can't take it off." Zihua's expression was affirmative, but his voice was cold, and he directly gave An Xining a knowing blow.

"...What this king means is that I will satisfy any request of Zi Hua." An Xining said affectionately, his voice was so soft that water could be squeezed out.

Zi Hua raised his eyebrows: "Why are you talking about my king tonight?"

Can An Xining tell him that it's because he thinks calling himself king in front of his lover sounds more cool and domineering?Must not!

He rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "Zi Hua, don't care about these details."

Zihua is silent, and was pulled into a water pavilion by An Xining. The water pavilion is surrounded by wind, light gauze dances gracefully, and the surrounding water is full of scales. It is very artistic. There is a wooden table, two wooden stools, and blue and white porcelain wine on it. A pot and two teacups, obviously An Xining came prepared.

Zihua was not broken, and he sat down calmly with his robes lifted. Clear wine flowed from the slender spout, and the sound of water colliding with porcelain was particularly pleasant in the silent night.

The corners of An Xining's lips raised slightly: "How, do you like my king's arrangement tonight?"

Zihua picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down. The wine is good wine, with a tangy fragrance and a mellow taste. He glanced at An Xining indifferently, and jokingly said, "How can you say it's a good arrangement if you have wine but no fun?"

An Xining was confused, of course he thought of singing and dancing, but the attention of the sub-picture would be distracted, how could he show his charm to him, let alone let a group of disheveled women twist their waists and hips in front of the sub-picture , he is not jealous to death.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zihua smiled brightly: "Since you didn't arrange it, I'll give you ten thousand hectares of starlight, so why not have a feast."

An Xining heard the sound of his heart breaking.