The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

The General's Mansion, located at the head of the East Avenue, has changed from the previous bustling, deserted and desolate, full of birds.

Veteran Murong Jingmin was sitting in the hall, the door was wide open, gusts of cold wind rushed in quickly, constantly blowing and lifting the brown Xuanwen robe.

The setting sun was slanting and the temperature was extremely low. Murong Anran came up from the back hall wearing homely clothes, the apricot-colored golden brocade robe with a stand-up collar wrapped around his body, and the sky-blue ruby ​​and jade belt tied his narrow waist tightly. After a while, my body became thinner and thinner.

In the dimness, Murong Anran's face was slightly pale, and her phoenix eyes did not have much brilliance. She sat down in the lower chair and opened her mouth, "I don't know how long this situation will last. The empress... hates me."

There are some things between father and daughter that cannot be shared after all, Murong Jingmin tilted his face to avoid eye contact, "Father is a rough man, he doesn't understand your daughter's thoughts.

But if you mention hatred, according to what this old man knows about the Empress, I will beat you up long ago, and after that I will send you three thousand miles, and I still need to keep you outside the tent?Can you still expose the ugly things about the house in front of your eyes?Your Majesty is out of his wits, taking the body of an emperor for your entertainment? "

The grievances and grievances between lovers are most clear to the parties involved, and Murong Anran remained silent.

"According to my old man's foolish understanding, this matter is out of anger, you can comfort me with words, don't you just let it go?"

"Father, I have already promised Concubine Chen not to enter the harem, and I will do what I say. If I keep my ties broken, it will make no difference whether I enter the palace or not. There are still other unresolved matters between the child and His Majesty, so we cannot let go of our burdens and hang out together. " Murong Anran raised his face, coughed a few times, and said hesitantly: "Leave this aside, there is an important matter that needs to be resolved urgently."

Seeing people hesitating, fearing that something serious happened, General Murong hurriedly leaned forward and asked, "What's the matter?"

Murong Anran's face was extremely ugly, and she prepared several times to speak, but she didn't know where to start, so she said slowly: "The regent... has been persecuting Er, and she... and her to be a pair of mandarin ducks."

"What?" Murong Jingmin stood up abruptly, with a face full of disbelief, he asked in surprise, "Prince Regent?"

"It's her, Qiao Jiuyou." Looking at each other, Murong Anran caught a glimpse of the joy in the old father's eyes, and said with a cold face, "It turns out that she has already made up her mind to be a child. Before she was fledgling, she had to hide her thoughts. Now that the power in his hands is getting stronger and stronger, he will be exposed again and again."

"This..." The old general wandered back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, "I never thought that His Highness would be so thoughtful. Then how far have you and her... developed?"

"She used the elixir to save His Majesty from poisoning as a bait, and forced me to take the bait," Murong Anran pressed her finger on the edge of the table, biting her lower lip, like a child who made a mistake, very restrained, "Kissed, touched, and I'm just one step away. .”

Veteran Murong clicked his tongue heavily. The old and new rights have not been completely changed. He is stuck between the two emperors, and it is easy to capsize. Offending either of them, the consequences are beyond the Murong family. He is ashamed when he sees people, so he can't help but comfort him: " Forced to helplessness, there is nothing you can do about it, but you and His Highness have reached this level, and you have never thought about it..."

Murong Anran interrupted abruptly, raised her head and said in dissatisfaction: "But the child doesn't like her, not at all. It's boring to do that kind of thing, it's like chewing wax."

"Hey." Murong Jingmin rubbed his head and sighed for a while, his child has a special personality, how can he be viewed with ordinary people's eyes, but according to the relationship between a man and a woman, the person under him does not need to be beloved, in order to complete the task, he has to go in and out a few times, But Qiao Jiuyou is not an ordinary woman, she can't be satisfied, how can she let her go.

Both father and daughter had ugly expressions.

"Father, maybe in your opinion, it's a good thing. Even being favored by two emperors, Murong Sheng's momentum should go all the way for several years. But Qiao Jiuyou is not a good person, and he is definitely not expected to be an emperor."

Murong Anran saw the impetuous mind of the other party, she got up from the chair, walked up a few steps, closed the hall door tightly, turned back, and said bluntly: "Once the words are spoken, you must make it clear. When she becomes the new emperor, we will If they don't follow, the ancestors of the Murong family might have their graves opened and their corpses flogged, so they will attack this Yin Qi, which shows that they are perverted and terrifying.

Since she treats me like this, when she is mad and furious, if she says a word, the world may suffer catastrophe!

Just this morning, in order to coerce his sons and ministers to have a good time with him, he regarded the people as ants and used their lives as bargaining chips.The implication is to stir up disputes and personally ruin the lives of soldiers...the methods are cruel, the mind is terrifying, and it is frightening..."

Murong Jingmin frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth, he couldn't believe what he heard, he took a few steps back to the top chair, waited for a while, and slowly uttered a few words: "The people are the emperor's son. So cruel, how can I be a human being? I, Murong, sacrificed countless sacrifices for her, Qiao, and in the end, I dug the grave and opened the coffin for the bed|bed matter?"

Murong Anran took a step forward, and continued: "Furthermore, the sudden death of Grand Tutor Zhang Wenliang, and Zhao Fulai's rapid promotion to the chief internal officer, has nothing to do with her. It's all because of one sentence, one death and one promotion. Abuse of imperial power to this extent, In less than three to five years, the whole court will be full of smog, and to put it bluntly, Yuqiong will produce a subjugated tyrant."

A few words in a row, like a hammer blow, hit the chest, and the veteran Murong fell to the seat like weightless, dumbfounded.

"It's not that the boy wanted to rebel, it was Qiao Jiuyou, who is not worthy of being an emperor." The general lowered his voice, hesitated for a while, and said frankly: "In the morning, if I didn't have a sword, even if I punish the nine clans of the Murong clan, the boy will kill her! "

"Bastard... I think that the ancestors of the Murong family have regarded the Qiao family as the master of the country, and they have been proud of throwing their heads and blood. It is an ancestral motto and an indestructible belief. How can we kill him!"

Murong Jingmin cursed in a low voice, his skinny body couldn't stop trembling, he said in the tone of someone who had been there: "Your Highness is cruel, but after all, he just talked about it, and it was far from being punished. The emperor's virtue is at a disadvantage, how can he say it out of emotion?" Cutting is cutting. As a courtier, it should be taken for granted, and needs to be comforted and corrected fundamentally."

Murong Anran was reprimanded, heard the meaning in the words, felt aggrieved, very displeased, choked her throat and said: "Father, you want Anran to twist her body and straighten her?"

Veterans who have been on the battlefield for many years know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and exchange the minimum loss for the maximum benefit.

He didn't dare to accept the crime of exterminating the nine clans, and he couldn't bear the crime of blood flowing into rivers all over the world. He had to sacrifice the happiness of his young daughter.

Making a good balance, Murong Jingmin took the tone of a strict father for the first time, and had no choice but to say: "Your Highness is just taking your life to force you to submit, love the people and protect the honor of the Murong family, so what if you sacrifice it?

Now, the relationship between you and His Majesty is on the verge of breaking down, and His Majesty Jiuyou has a crush on you and you pick them, so what is there to say? "

"Being favored by the emperor is something that many people desire but can't achieve. You are good, but you just complain about Nacho?"

"I'm complaining about taking Joe?" Murong Anran stiffened her body, never expecting to love her father, saying such words, deep disappointment enveloped her incomprehensible heart, she lost the respect and love in the past, and burst into tears He said: "That's right... What an honor to be favored by two emperors. Regardless of the lintel of Guangyao, who doesn't envy the person who bullies the emperor and is the one who is above tens of thousands of people."

"For an imperial decree, I need to travel thousands of miles to use blood to lay the foundation stone for Qiao's throne; for a verbal decree, I need to let go of what I love and fill the void with my body. To put it bluntly, isn't it just a tool? It belongs to Qiao's The weapons and tools are her Qiao's acupoint tools! Anyway, I want to use this body to fill their shameful desires!"

After a series of words, two lines of tears fell straight down, what a heartache, no one understands what, complaints and resentment are weightless, and when the cold wind blows, they disappear without a trace.

Murong Jingmin's anger also followed, in his opinion, intercourse is just a waste of energy, there is no need to lose one's life, what is there to do with such ideas out of thin air, as a courtier, don't you have to solve the master's worries and problems?

"I don't know what's good or bad, you have to be careful, you are not a three-year-old child!"

Murong Jingmin slapped the table vigorously, the teacup shook, and the crisp sound was really ear-piercing, he said in a cold voice: "Father put the words aside, I, Murong, must not disobey the imperial order, if you want to die, you must die; If you bring utensils, you have to serve people honestly and comfortably. Don’t tell me that you are unwilling, under the king’s power, there is no right to question or refuse... Whether it’s female or offensive, you have to give it to me. I will obey my orders, and I will not disobey them!"

His heart sank suddenly, Murong Anran raised his eyes dim and teary, he thought he could get comfort from his family and discuss a solution together, but what he never thought of in exchange was a father's order like a mountain.

Some people are willing to use their sons as pawns for the emperor's entertainment.

The emperor's humiliation for many days, met with a cold order, the general broke out in an instant, "Okay! Isn't it just fucking people? It's not like the child can't do it. It's easier than marching and fighting. As for rewarding me for sex, it's just as good as it is!" Watching a play can also be used as a chatting material.

If there is another baby from the royal family and nobles, all comers will not be rejected. If you want to take money to be happy in a windy and stormy place, how can you miss the royal jade fat delivered to your door. "

"Hey!" Murong Jingmin patted his thigh, angry and helpless.

The father and daughter were angry, and there was a report outside the door, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, and the Xuanren entered the palace again, guarding the Hall of Huanhe, watching the emperor and concubines rejoice.

The man stepped back, Murong Anran wiped away the excess tears, looked at his old father, and said in a trembling voice: "This time I will enter the palace, the child will definitely disappoint the father."

After all, the general didn't wait for a moment, Meteor strode out of the hall, to the outside of the mansion, took the whip from the servant, got on the horse, braved the cold wind, and rushed towards the palace.

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Everything was well arranged, and the progress was not delayed. The Empress undressed after drinking the flowers and wine.

A tacit and full of dripping love | story, moving and bold.

Shaoqing, someone came out of the mandarin duck's tent covered in fragrant sweat.

The gold thread gauze hangs obliquely on the shoulders, and it seems to be hanging down, but it has not been fastened in time.

Three steps away from the tent, the empress stopped and faced the general.

Three thousand blue silks were tied up with ribbons, scattered but not messy, the sweat oozing from the skin, round like beads, slipped quietly along the deep 'gap'.A few strands of long hair were soaked, winding like a snake, following the arc, lying prone on the bed.

The lips were swollen and red due to rubbing and sucking, and a transparent saliva remained at the corner of the mouth.The empress raised her head and held her chest high, not concealing her beautiful figure that was driven by love|things, she asked: "Does it look good?"

Murong Anran scanned the person up and down, her eyes stayed in the ravine that was faintly steaming, she replied: "It looks good."

"What looks good?"

"Autumn solstice, I came all the way, and saw the berries are ripe, very attractive."

"Do you think it's sweet?"

"I tasted it, it's very sweet."

"Would you like another bite?"

"No, it's addictive."

"Hehehe," the empress laughed a few times and shook her head, "I know you want to take revenge on me with ten times as much power as you want. Tears and begging for mercy are what you like to see."

Murong Anran was silent, she looked away.

"What are you hiding from? It's not that you haven't seen it, you haven't rubbed it, remember the feeling, the feeling of controlling the emperor is not easy to forget..." The empress raised her chin, revealing her pure white neck.

The general lowered his eyelashes, and said in a calm tone, "Your Majesty, my minister, please be less provocative."

The empress smiled slightly, "In this case, then less provocative words and more actions."

Before the general could understand, her right hand had been drawn to one place.

Someone spoke, seemingly chatting about homework.

"Did you sleep soundly during the day?"

"fragrant."

"Is there someone waiting on you?"

"No."

"What's for dinner?"

"steamed stuffed bun."

"Is it tasty?"

"Okay... delicious." The general blushed, and his breath was a little messed up by the movement of his hands.

"What's a delicious way?"

"Crystal and soft, with a... long entrance, and a... endless aftertaste."

"Who made the buns?"

"At home... lowly maid!"

"Oh? How to be cheap?"

"Standing outside the window every night, disheveled and posing..."

"You haven't been beaten or punished, but you still eat her steamed stuffed buns, which means you have her coquettish look in your heart, so why pretend to be aloof?"

"I just love to see her... low | mean."

The empress gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and swallowed a mouthful of hatred, but did not leave her palm from the back of the general's hand, "She seduces you every night, you are not a saint, how can you relieve the heat?"

The general clasped his five fingers tightly, swallowed and said, "Still accumulating."

"When the moon is full, it overflows. How can I bear it?"

Murong Anran let out a breath of turbid air, the temperature of his palms became hot from kneading, and the familiar pleasant feeling enveloped his limbs and bones, "I don't know for now, but soon, there will be results."

"Have a girlfriend?"

"No... It's just that I'm under the influence of the lowly servant girl, I can't bear it, and I'm a little out of control."

"Then you have to hold on. If you want to make waves, you have to be hard-hearted, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night, tossing and turning, and making the bed creak." The empress said.

With five fingers wantonly, Murong Anran's body tensed up, "I'm not that lowly maidservant, if you are Huai Chun, whoever picks up a knife and wields a sword, which one is not to cultivate righteousness?"

The empress laughed even wider. She looked down and said truthfully: "The general lied, and his face didn't change..."

Murong Anran stared at his hand, then counterattacked, "This is His Majesty's order, minister, I didn't mean it."

"Wuxin? That sounds good!" The empress suddenly dropped her kind expression, pressed the person against the cold wall, and tested with her hands downward. Shaoqing, with a pair of long eyebrows raised, asked deliberately: "After bathing, did you change your clothes?" Dry clothes? Why is it wet and greasy?"

"Impatient," Murong Anran gasped and vetoed, "I didn't care."

"The crime of deceiving the emperor will be exterminated." The empress sniffed her water-stained fingertips with a playful expression.

"Your Majesty, how shameless..."

"Can there be a general who is shameless?" The empress wiped her finger on the man's body, mockingly said: "The mouth is too upright..."

"Your Majesty, what exactly do you want?"

"Concubine Ren said that she doesn't know how to grind tofu. How can she not know how to do this homely craft? If she is not beautiful, I am afraid that she would have to experience all kinds of hardships in the world."

"Your Majesty may dispatch you for three thousand miles at any time," the general sneered, and jokingly said to the Master's red lips: So, do you still need to learn this skill early?Good for future rich clothes and jade food? "

"Smart!" The empress nodded the tip of the other's nose, and praised: "You can understand it with one point, and you will definitely learn it in one go."

"Your Majesty, you are really bad..." Murong Anran twitched the tip of her nose, as if begging for mercy, neither said to learn nor said not to learn.

Someone was in a hurry, and begged slightly: "Are you going to learn or not?"

The general smiled, approached the empress's ear, and murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty is really forgetful, minister, I learned it a long time ago... Your three-legged cat's kung fu was taught by me... It's really ridiculous to play tricks and tease."

At this moment, a snow-white arm raised the gauze curtain, looked at the two figures standing in the darkness, and asked puzzledly, "What... are you doing?"

The empress turned her face to the side and smiled at the person to show her comfort.Then his lips moved close to the general's ear, and he said with a smile, "How about... join in?"