The summer in Guanzhong is very hot, and Ganquan Palace is indeed cool and pleasant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It is even hotter after the blazing wind blows through the dry plateau, but the Ganquan Palace is built near the water. When the hot wind blew through the water, it became a cool breeze. The cool wind burrowed into the hall like a snake and burrowed through the wide robes. Silk clothes are slippery and greasy on the body, how can that feeling be described in two words.

Jing Er was a little overworked last night, and casually glanced at the piece sent by Gongsun Long, and then returned to take a nap. Wei Meiren was on duty in the afternoon, and it was Yu Meiren who was now accompanying Jing Er. Last night, Jing Erxin favored two beauties. In this regard, Yu Meiren's vinegar strength is not ordinary, and she has been made by Jing Er for a whole year. The belly is still shriveled, and nothing can be released except fart. Fortunately, Wei Meiren's stomach was also deflated, otherwise she would have gone crazy with jealousy.

The woman in the palace is helpless in this life. If the emperor did not give birth to an heir before his death, he could only be dragged into the mausoleum for burial in the future. It's better to die than to live, although Jing Er is now in the prime of life. But how can his body hide from the person next to him and enter this year. The king sleeps longer every day, and his body is skinny. It's like a beggar who has been hungry for many years, but fortunately, the robe is wide enough to cover it. If they really saw the king's body, many people would be shocked. No one could have imagined that the ruler of the world's most powerful empire would be as thin as a skeleton.

Yu Meiren has a strong sense of crisis in her heart, and God knows when the king of this body will hang up. On several occasions, when she was running errands, the king even fainted on her body. Or did she pinch the middle of the person and pull the king back from the line of death. Now I am afraid that there are few women who want to get pregnant more than Yu Meiren. A few times she even thought about hooking up with the guards, or some kind of imperial doctor.

Helplessly, Zhao Gao looked too strict, and Chengming Hall was so big a place. Even if you want to steal joy, you don't have a chance. Many nights, the beauties think of the majestic bodies of the guards. When I dream back at midnight, I often dream of spring without a trace. Every time I wake up, I sweat all over, and my hands are wet and sticky. Sometimes, even the mattress gets wet. Fortunately, the servant girl who served was brought from the country of Yu by herself, otherwise there would definitely be rumors of the beauty wetting the bed, which spread throughout the Xianyang Palace. If that's the case, don't live.

Thinking about things in his heart, he beat his leg and touched the side of his leg up along the root of his thigh. Soon, Yu Meiren felt a little wet again. He looked left and right and waved his hand. The chamberlain and the palace people retreated with interest, they were all old men on errand in the Chengming Palace, and they knew what the beauties were going to do at this time.

When everyone had gone out, the beauty threw her head down and slipped into her wide robe...... (Skip 50,000 words here, but you'll be happy to look back.) Lao Tzu's book is sealed! I've been writing for two years, just for you guys, don't do it! I won't do it even if I kill it! As for what the plot is, please make up for it yourself! ）

Jing Er was very teased by the beauty, and was about to pay his sword and shoes. It's not two times, but it's powerless, no matter how the beauty teases. The lethargic little brother just couldn't get up, and King Jing Er couldn't lift a gun and get on the horse a few times. The furious Jing Er was so angry that he yelled, "Take this king's immortal wine!" "Every time this happens, Jing Er will sacrifice the magic weapon of immortal wine. After every binge drink, Jing Er can climb the peak and explore the valley as if he were walking on the ground. Pick up the gun and fight for 300 rounds is not a problem!

Yu Meiren naturally knew Jing Er's habits, and ran naked to get the wine jug. But the wine jug was fluttering in her hand, and the beauty couldn't help but let out a "huh". The attendants in the Chengming Palace, even if they forgot to eat, would never dare to forget to add fairy wine to the pot. What's going on? Actually...... The flask is empty.

"Hurry up and get the wine!" Jing Er roared angrily on the couch.

"King, the flask is empty!" Yu Meiren said helplessly.

"Dog minion! It's a long life, come on! Come! As soon as Jing Er heard that there was no wine, the flame in his chest burned as if it had been poured with oil. But this fire could not be vented, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden, like a man-eating beast.

No chamberlains came in, and no palace attendants came in. Jing Er screamed a few times, but no one paid attention to it outside. Jing Er was even more furious, and pounced in front of the sword frame and pulled out his sword with a "swish". Carrying his sword, he went straight to the door, but he wanted to see how many heads these minions had grown, and how dare they ignore their own call.

Jing Er, whose eyes were blood-red, had just arrived at the door of the main hall, and the door of the main hall suddenly opened with a "squeak". Zhao Gao walked in with a smile on his face, although Zhao Gao almost smiled when he saw Jing Er every day, but today's smile was indeed a little weird.

Seeing Zhao Gao coming in, Jing Er said sharply: "Dog minions, where have they all died?" You're so bad! ”

If it was in the past, I would have seen Jing Er's appearance. Zhao Gao would definitely be scared half to death, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy. Unexpectedly, Zhao Gao was calm and relaxed today. looked at Jing Er with a leisurely look, and looked at Jing Er with a god. "King! That fairy wine is not a good thing, and drinking it for a long time will hurt your body. The king's body has not been as good as before, and he is often tired. It is because of the long drinking of this fairy wine that the slave persuades His Majesty not to drink this yellow syrup. ”

"You dog minion, are you going to rebel? Bring me wine, or I will kill you. Jing Eryi raised the bronze long sword in his hand and wanted to slash.

didn't see how Zhao Gao's body moved, Jing Er only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the common thing in his hand inexplicably came to Zhao Gao's hands. Zhao Gao smiled and didn't care, but Jing Erzhi felt that everything was burning. A stream of fire ran down his chest and into his head. Zhao Gao is just an inner servant, and he actually dares to snatch the sword in his hand. What is a chamberlain? It's just a slave in the palace, when did a slave dare to go to this point and dare to twist the king's tiger whiskers.

"Okay, you dog minion!" Jing Er was just stunned for a moment, and then pounced on him. He has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he still has a foundation in martial arts. However, he has been hollowed out by wine over the years, and this punch has gone all out, but before it hit Zhao Gao, he twisted his waist. Jing Er, who was out of breath, lay on the ground in pain, and couldn't stop "oops".

The slave maid said that the king's body was not good, but his waist flashed. Out of the way! Zhao Gao was still smiling, and Yu Meiren's eyes widened, and a strong uneasiness hit her heart.

(To be continued.) )