It's late at night and the cold wind howls.
Song Huan had been practicing in the backyard for an hour. When the cold wind blew, he felt that the sweat on his body was about to freeze into ice.
But the strange thing is that he didn't feel any cold, not even a cold war.
Ever since he started practicing, Song Huan could clearly feel that his whole body was always filled with heat.
Even on a cold day, wearing only cloth clothes, there was no feeling of coldness invading my body.
In the past, Song Huan always thought that he was suffering from internal heat, but he ate a lot of cooling and heat-reducing ingredients, but none of them had any effect.
Later, after listening to Huo Qi's explanation, I realized that it was the true energy traveling throughout the body and speeding up blood circulation that made Song Huan feel like this all the time.
It's just that the whole body is always very hot, which is indeed quite uncomfortable.
Especially in the dead of night, lying alone in bed, that feeling of tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep...
It’s no different than being a monk!
"Your Highness, why are you standing here blowing the cold wind again?"
"What if I catch a cold?"
"I have reminded you many times!"
"Why do you always let your slaves worry about you?"
Su Yuru's coquettish voice brought back Song Huan's thoughts.
"It doesn't matter. I'm not cold, and I won't catch a cold."
After hearing Song Huan's words, Su Yuru rolled her eyes and said, "Why don't you catch a cold?"
"It's been extremely cold these days. Many of Wang Fuzhong's servants have already contracted the cold."
"How could you neglect your body, Your Highness?"
"You'd better put on this cloak quickly!"
"My slave has boiled hot water for you. Go and take a dip to get rid of the cold!"
This girl works very fast and speaks very aggressively.
Even Song Huan, the master, had no advantage in front of her.
Song Huan smiled helplessly, reached out and took the fox fur cloak presented by Su Yuru, and put it on his body.
"By the way, where is the Yue Ling that the King of Japan brought back today?"
Hearing Song Huan mention Yueling, Su Yuru immediately pouted, feeling a little unhappy.
"Yue Ling is in the room, she should have rested."
"Your Highness, there is something I say, and I don't know whether to say it or not!"
Before Song Huan could open his mouth, Su Yuru began to talk to herself.
"When I saw that Yue Ling, I felt very uncomfortable and felt that she didn't look like a good person."
"This slave can feel that this girl must have deliberately approached you, Your Highness, with some purpose!"
"Like...just like..."
"Just like when I approached you, I had some motives..."
Looking at Su Yuru's hesitating look, Song Huan couldn't help but feel funny.
It seems that this girl is really willing to go all out, and she even dares to dig up the dark history again!
This girl looked angry and nervous, as if she was afraid that Song Huan, the master, would get into trouble with others.
Song Huan smiled and said: "Don't think too much, I am just an innocent person who was touched."
"But I am really curious. What is her plan for trying so hard to get close to me?"
Seeing that Song Huan was so clear-headed and rational and had not been deceived by the unknown woman, Su Yuru smiled again.
"Your Highness has sharp ears and eyes, and is wise and decisive. He can naturally tell who is right and who is wrong."
"This slave is too worried!"
"ah!"
"I was so busy talking to His Highness that I forgot that the bath water was almost cold!"
With that said, Su Yuru hurriedly pushed Song Huan to take a hot bath.
Soaking in the warm and slightly scalding hot water, Song Huan felt that the pores all over his body were completely opened, and his whole body felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.
Everything is just right, except...
It would be even more perfect if there was another beauty bathing with him.
Song Huan was quite helpless about the idea that came to his mind.
There is no way, after practicing, the true energy flows everywhere, which inevitably makes people have some thoughts that only come after they are full and warm.
No matter how angry you are right now, you can only suppress it temporarily.
At worst, I can go to Tihu during the day tomorrow to have a heart-to-heart talk and relieve my worries.
Well, just chatting, really!
Song Huan closed his eyes, soaked his whole body in the hot water, and couldn't help but fantasize about some details that would happen during the chat.
However, the sound of soft footsteps outside the door suddenly interrupted Song Huan's endless thoughts.
"who?"
After drinking Queen Shangguan's tonic, Song Huan's vision and hearing have greatly improved.
Song Huan could also hear the extremely small footsteps outside the door very clearly.
Recently, Huo Qi seemed to be very busy and had no time to take care of himself.
Therefore, Song Huan is also extremely sensitive to all the disturbances happening around him.
He held his breath and listened quietly to the footsteps at the door.
The footsteps were very light. If she wasn't a slender woman, she must be a master of Qinggong.
The footsteps seemed to hesitate outside the door for a moment, and finally, he opened the door and walked in.
Song Huan was full of suspicion.
If someone really had ill intentions towards him, he probably wouldn't push in the door so boldly.
But the maids who serve her all know that they don't like anyone to be close to her when she's taking a bath.
The person who came is...
"Who is at the door?"
Song Huan asked sternly, but when he saw the face of the visitor clearly, he couldn't help being slightly startled.
"Yue Ling?"
"If you don't stay well in the middle of the night, what are you doing here with me?"
Yue Ling was seen wearing white obscene clothes, with a waterfall of black hair hanging on her chest. Her half-covered appearance gave people unlimited reverie and temptation.
After seeing Song Huan clearly in front of her, she was obviously shocked.
"Greetings to Your Highness!"
"Your Highness, I slept in a daze, and I am really thirsty..."
Song Huan's eyes were cold and he looked at Yue Ling quietly, with a "I'll just watch your performance quietly" attitude.
It's late at night again, a man and a woman alone are in the same room together in an ambiguous atmosphere.
Song Huan could no longer count how many girls this was sent to seduce him!
The other party is really a new trick that can be used all over the world.
Is it true that you never get tired of using the same routine?
No matter what, I had just finished practicing at this moment, and it was the time when my whole body was feeling hot and I was unbearably hungry and thirsty.
Whoever doesn’t want this beautiful girl who comes to my door is a bastard!
Song Huan stretched out his arms and pulled Yue Ling, whose face was full of tears, into the bucket.
"Isn't this what you want?"
"If I had known this, why would I have to work so hard and perform such a painful trick in front of this king?"
"If you want it, just say it, and of course I will satisfy you!"
Looking at the perfect figure outlined by the white clothes after touching the water, Song Huan felt a heat in his body, and he stretched out his hand to cover the woman's exquisite body.
Song Huan cut through thorns and thorns all the way, brushing the mountains and ravines with his palms. This ultimate hand feeling is simply the best in the world.
Just when Song Huan was planning to go straight to Huanglong and go to Yunyu together.
Suddenly, a sharp cry suddenly sounded in the ear, piercing the quiet night sky.
