The bamboo shadows dance outside the window, and the water vapor blown by the lake breeze cannot penetrate the forest, but it ultimately makes the air in all directions fresher, the wind more peaceful, and the swaying emerald green color is also pleasing to the eye.
The sky is not yet too dark, and the top of the mountain is still coated with the spreading luster of molten gold. The lights far and near are already brighter. The fragrance of honey lingers when the lanterns and candlesticks are burning, making the entire Huiyin Changyin Pond enveloped in a hazy atmosphere filled with cigarette smoke. , it seems like the stars in the sky reflect the world.
Chong Huamei originally just didn't want to disturb her, but she soon felt that something was wrong. The two people were neatly dressed, the quilts were not rolled and wrinkled, and the pillows were not pressed under them. They were not hugging each other after doing something that consumed their physical strength. Rest together.
She took the smoke pipe and approached it. After calling twice, there was still no movement, only long and peaceful breathing.
So I tried the pulse, heartbeat and breathing of the two people again, and searched for various possible causes of the situation at hand.
Due to her physical condition, this noble woman often suffers from unexpected situations, such as syncope, coma, or chest tightness and so on.
The kind-hearted and enthusiastic Crown Prince would naturally lend a helping hand, but with his peak eighth-grade strength, he soon realized that ordinary delivery of Qi was useless.
So he sent his true energy to the large acupoints under his armpits without knowing what he could do, only to be sucked dry.
In the end, no one was able to revive him, and he himself fell into a coma due to the overwhelming feeling of weakness at that moment when his true energy was suddenly sucked dry.
The Qi condition that is currently recovering in his body is proof of Zhong Huamei's guess.
"What a good boy." Chong Huamei had a look of affection on her face, just like when she usually looked at Rong Baobao and His Majesty the Emperor.
Now that he's grown so big, he can already save people, but his method is a bit wrong.
"In the future, we must do our best to save people. The Qi of the eighth-level peak is insignificant." Chong Huamei stretched out her hand and gently touched Qin Shou'an's cheek, with gentleness between her brows and eyes:
"The four junior sisters I have at Ji Jingzhao Jian'an are many times more powerful than you. When they were sending this Qi to me, they didn't even dare to choose the big points under their armpits."
In the world of martial arts, the eighth-level peak masters are already respected and admired by everyone. They are among the top group of people and can be called powerful.
However, Kyoto is already rich in talents. Heroes and talents are coming from all directions. Many unparalleled masters have come here to sell their lifelong learning to the emperor's family.
What he can be proud of is his youth and the time it took to reach the peak of the eighth level. There are not many people in the world who are faster than him, right?
Chong Huamei recalled what happened many years ago. Chen Yizhai determined that the prince's physique was unique in the world, and he was also the only "prescription" for the Queen Mother's hidden illness.
It's just that the process of using this "prescription" was completely unacceptable to the Queen Mother. She should have arranged it as soon as possible after the prince returned to Beijing, but the Queen Mother seemed to have forgotten what happened back then and never mentioned it. Instead, she was keen to let the prince give Rong Baobao or There is a seed in girl Shengjun's belly.
Chong Huamei knew very well the importance of healing the Queen Mother's body. Even if she was the most noble woman in the world, there were some things she could not do as she pleased.
What's more, the Queen Mother should not reject such a handsome man in her heart, but just feel ashamed.
She couldn't give up her face and reserve. A noble person like her would never agree to it on her own no matter what.
Zhong Huamei looked at the unburnt silver cloud and dragon pattern furnace, and decided to crush Chunxiao Baimei Incense and stuff it into the smoke pipe.
The amount of Chunxiao Baimei incense she carried with her was very limited. If she burned it in an incense burner, the smell would spread throughout the bedroom, and the effect would be much reduced.
It would be much better if you put down the bed curtain and just stay in this bed area.
As for why a female official in the palace would carry around such a spice with a name that doesn't sound very serious, it's not too surprising - when Miss Shengjun used Chunxiao Baimei Incense and Yuntai tea, it was because of the emphasis on Meijiao.
After living in the palace for a long time, everyone will learn a little bit about aphrodisiacs, poisonous drugs, aphrodisiac incense, witchcraft, voodoo, and even sexual intercourse, midwifery, and breastfeeding.
These skills and abilities have nothing to do with Riyue Mountain. It's just a coincidence that the sisters in Riyue Mountain are interested in these, so Chong Hua Mei will naturally teach them, or exchange research with each other.
For example, the four masters of Jingjing Zhaojian'an are particularly good at making spices. Some of them are particularly good at collecting raw materials, some are particularly good at making recipes, and some are better at recommending spices based on individual needs.
Hei Ji is interested in intoxicating drugs, which often makes Zhong Hua Mei worry that she will not be able to charm others, but will fall into the trap herself. She is especially worried that Hei Ji actually took some Chunxiao Baimei Incense and Yuntai tea, which lasted nine times in a row. Even a master of fine arts can bring down her. Zhong Hua Mei had suspected that Hei Ji would lose her virginity sooner or later because of this kind of drug.
Zhong Huamei now only uses Chunxiao Baimeixiang, because her purpose is not to stun the two people on the bed and sleep all day and night.
Lighting the spices in the smoke tube and sending the aroma into the tent, Zhong Hua Mei took out two more "flavors" that could replenish physical strength, speed up blood flow, and keep the body in excellent condition for a long time. "Guanghan Toad Palace Pill".
Naturally, the palace has the best elixir in the world. It is said that the Guanghan Toad Palace Pill can even bring someone who has just died back to life.
Chong Hua Mei carries it with him in order to be prepared and be able to rescue him at critical moments. In a sense, one Guanghan Changong Pill is equivalent to a life.
Using it now... is also necessary. Maybe it can turn two people into three people, which also means adding one life.
Zhong Hua Mei went to pour water and fed them both a Guanghan Toad Palace Pill. He had just put down the water bowl and was about to get up when Qin Shou'an, who was still sleeping, suddenly grabbed Zhong Hua Mei's wrist and pulled it. .
"Ugh..." Chong Hua Mei moaned and fell into his arms, her body limply next to the man's hot chest. She quickly reached out and pressed his chest to break free. A spring-like charm appeared on her cheeks. She gently She stroked his cheek and said pityingly: "You will have to work harder later..."
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Darkness enveloped the mountains to the west and the city walls to the east. On both sides of the straight road leading to Fuxian Lake and Jingzhaojian Temple, large and small manors and villas were either brightly lit or quiet.
Dragon Yin Guards and Imperial Guards were scattered everywhere, like tigers and wolves hunting in the dark, peeping around vigilantly.
Another hearty game ended at the Grade A polo ground.
The Langya Prince's women's polo team completely crushed the Nanjun Prince's team.
The chief steward opened the rosewood box, took out the banknote and handed it to King Nanjun.
Prince Nanjun took it in his hand, patted it, and handed it to Tang Wanrong with a smile.
Tang Wanrong would not check the denomination, seal and inscription of the bank note in a petty manner. She loosened her two soft white fingers, and the bank note fell lightly into the wood beside her like a leaf carried away by the autumn wind. In the box.
When King Nanjun turned his head to pick up the tea bowl, his smile disappeared, and a hint of gloom appeared on his fair and rich face. Tang Wanrong was too greedy.
Prince Nanjun put pressure on Zongzheng Temple, which affected Prince Langya's succession to the throne. The Queen Mother was very dissatisfied with this.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Wanrong extorted money and increased the winnings of the polo match tenfold. Prince Nanjun always had a good reputation, so how could he not accept it? As a result, they couldn't win a game.
He had always known that there was a gap in strength between his polo team and the opponent, but he never thought that the gap was so big.
In the past, Nanjun Wang's polo team was considered the best in Longyin City, but later one of his confidante also became obsessed with women's polo. After adding this confidante to the team, the team's strength dropped significantly.
Originally it was going to go down, so what's wrong with a beautiful smile? Every time he had no choice but to lose the game, it gave King Nanjun a reputation for spending a lot of money to be romantic, and he could let go of it.
But now that she met Tang Wanrong, she lost the game, lost the money, and the key point was that she couldn't sell it well. Tang Wanrong would only think that this was what she deserved, and it was the Nanjun Prince who asked for it.
"I really had a lot of fun tonight." Tang Wanrong had just noticed that there were not many silver notes in Nanjun Wang's box, so she stopped with a smile and asked people to reward the team members for their hard work.
The money is a trivial matter, but the key is to give Prince Langya's palace some relief. Tang Wanrong's order to them is that it doesn't matter if they lose to the polo team in the palace, but the Nanjun Prince will not let it go even once!
"You have enjoyed yourself to the fullest, but I can only enjoy myself when I go back to my room." King Nanjun squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at Tang Wanrong, feeling increasingly unhappy.
I have to say that Qin Heng, a short-lived ghost, really enjoys his role as a human being.
Not to mention the oiran who competed with Qin Heng when he was young. As for the most recent one, the princess of the Western Regions in Wang Xie Fengyue Tower is very coveted.
Although she is the princess of a small country in the Western Region, she is still a princess. Prince Nanjun has never tasted the taste of a princess, let alone the princess of a subjugated country, which adds a different flavor.
Not to mention Tang Wanrong. She was originally a stunning beauty, but now she has become a newly widowed widow, which makes people have evil thoughts ready to stir up in their hearts.
Qin Heng, Qin Heng... even if he died unexpectedly, King Nanjun still felt jealous in his heart. A man's lifetime is enough for him to be romantic! If King Nanjun can sleep with a few more of these stunning beauties, what will happen to the wind?
"Your Majesty, you should be more careful. The Queen Mother doesn't like to hear you speak so vulgarly." Tang Wanrong's face was expressionless. The bridge between Langya Palace and Nanjun Palace has been forged. Even if the Queen Mother intervenes to mediate recent events, it will still remain the same in the future. It is impossible to become a close friend of the alliance, so Tang Wanrong does not need to care too much about the other party's face when speaking.
"Haha - the Queen Mother is wise and noble, but if she has to take care of even a few gossips made by her uncle, she would have to worry too much." Prince Nanjun would not show timidity in front of Tang Wanrong.
Anyway, as a wealthy and idle prince, as long as he does not covet the position in the court, the more arrogant and extravagant he is, the more tolerant and trustworthy he is in the palace. Even if he has a reputation of immorality, it will not matter. Saying a few foul words is nothing more than being punished. It's just inappropriate training.
"That's what you said." Tang Wanrong saw Prince Nanjun's attitude of not being afraid of boiling water, but she knew in her heart that Prince Nanjun was already a heartless person. After the title was downgraded, there were no outstanding talents among his descendants who could take the lead. , the decline of his lineage in the clan is almost certain.
Prince Nanjun's current life can be said to be like a pheasant's head and a fox's armpit, and it is precisely because of this that he will hardly leave much savings and industry to his descendants.
In recent years, Tang Wanrong has purchased a lot of land and minerals from the Nanjun Prince under the guise of others, and has gained a lot.
Now Tang Wanrong is even more interested in a medicinal garden owned by Nanjun Wang near the Kunlun Mountains. She originally thought about seizing it through this incident, but it is now a bit difficult.
The Queen Mother did not seem to intend to make Prince Nan pay a high price. A small punishment would be enough, and Tang Wanrong would not go too far.
The medicine garden still makes Tang Wanrong a little envious. This is the most valuable and promising industry in the field of agricultural mulberry fields in the New Qin Dynasty.
"By the way, sister-in-law, there is one thing that I have always remembered." Prince Nanjun muttered, as if he was talking.
Tang Wanrong glanced at him. She actually really didn't like the name sister-in-law, but she couldn't explain it. She not only wanted the protection of Langya Palace, but also wanted the reputation of being innocent and unmarried. So why? possible?
"Say it."
"My nephew, after he succeeds to the throne, marriage should be brought up, right?"
Tang Wanrong was slightly startled, then stretched out her hand to hold down the tea bowl.
"When the time comes, the palace will definitely ask us uncles to help think about it and provide some candidates. I do have a few good girls..."
While Prince Nanjun was speaking, he saw Tang Wanrong's face was gloomy, as if she was wearing the same veil as the Queen Mother. Her originally clear and transparent eyes exuded an icy aura, which made Prince Nan feel like a spring night. A cold wind mixed with ice and snow blew.
"Mind your own business." Tang Wanrong pressed down the tea bowl. The cups were swaying here and there, and the table was in a mess.
After saying that, she snorted coldly, stood up and left without looking back.
Prince Nanjun was stunned for a moment. When Prince Langya just returned to Longyin City, there were rumors that he and Tang Wanrong had a big fight. Many people died in the mansion. It seems that the rumors that they are still at odds are true.
After Qin Shou'an got married, it would have been harder for Tang Wanrong to please Tang Wanrong if the Yue family had provided strong support. No wonder she had such a big reaction... Nanjun Wang also sneered in his heart, does this bitch really want to control the Langya Palace with one hand?
After Tang Wanrong left, she gradually slowed down and felt some incredible emotions in her heart. Why was she so angry just now?
It seems that there is no effort to nourish Qi at all.
Are you angry at Prince Nan for being too nosy, or...
still……
Or... Prince Nan's words finally pierced the unspeakable secret in her heart, which made her cheeks turn crimson, like the shy cloud edge that was burned.
It's all... It's all that Qin Heng who had to write that sentence "Shou'an should marry her", which Tang Wanrong knew was impossible, but still thought of it from time to time, seeping into her heart like venom.
He can't marry, and she can't marry, but when someone else proposes marriage to him, he feels depressed to the point of getting angry. This should be a normal person's psychological reaction, right?
It's definitely not because you really have the idea of marrying him in your heart that you're so angry, right?
Absolutely not.
Tang Wanrong hurriedly confirmed this, and then breathed a sigh of relief. She was not crazy, and she was not a shameless woman. How could she be as ridiculous as Qin Heng.
The only thing she thinks about him now is to draw an elephant on him. After avenging this, the obsession in her heart will naturally dissipate. It is estimated that he will be able to deal with it calmly by then.
"Princess, have you seen my senior sister?"
Tang Wanrong was walking absentmindedly when she met Hei Ji and Bai Ji.
"Huh? No." Tang Wanrong shook her head.
"I don't know if she is with the Queen Mother. I don't know where she went. She didn't show up at the banquet, and neither did the senior sister." Bai Ji frowned.
Just as he was talking, he saw the Queen Mother and Chong Hua Mei walking over from the Bamboo Tower.
Everyone saluted quickly.
"No gift."
Tang Wanrong raised her head and was about to speak when she saw that the Queen Mother seemed to have a smile on her face. She seemed to be in a good mood. Her thin bangs were trembling gently with the evening breeze. Her delicate face exuded a feeling that seemed to have just happened. It is infused with vitality, fresh and full.
The white skin is so delicate that no flaws or pores can be seen. The fatigue that would have accumulated in the evening has completely dissipated. The smile between the brows and eyes gradually converged into gentle tenderness, and with the slightly raised corners of the mouth, it spread out A special taste.
What does this smell like? It's hard to say, but Tang Wanrong always feels that it's because she has never experienced anything before, so she only has a vague feeling but cannot be sure of it.
"The Queen Mother, the evening breeze can easily cause chills, which can make the cheek muscles stiff." Chong Huamei saw the three untouched women in front of him, staring at the Queen Mother in confusion, and quickly warned implicitly.
The Queen Mother came back to her senses and lowered her eyes slightly. After Zhong Huamei put on the veil for her, a faint blush crept onto her cheeks, turning her neck and earlobes red wantonly.
Are they looking at themselves like this because she has really become a little different?
"Prince Nanjun has prepared a show for the evening, and I want to see if Rong'er will go with him?" The Queen Mother looked at Tang Wanrong with a smile.
"Go...go." Tang Wanrong did not dare to stare at the Queen Mother, but she was full of doubts in her heart. Did the Queen Mother suddenly encounter some happy event?
Generally speaking, she would only call Tang Wanrong "Rong'er" very affectionately on rare occasions.
In the past, people from the Tang family in Junhai, especially Tang Qingwu, liked to call Tang Wanrong this way. Later, when the late emperor mentioned Tang Wanrong in front of the Queen Mother, King Langya and the regent, and asked them to take care of her, he would also call her "Rong'er". .
The Queen Mother will not like Tang Qingwu, so she will not like this title that is obviously related to Tang Qingwu.
Unless you are in a very good mood and look at Tang Wanrong particularly pleasantly and intimately, you will call her this way. Usually you will call her "Wanrong".
Tang Wanrong quickly looked at Chong Hua Mei, but Chong Hua Mei just smiled gently as always, and her eyes told Tang Wan Rong not to think too much.
Tang Wanrong was relieved.
"The Queen Mother is as happy as if she has a grandson in her arms." Bai Ji whispered from behind.
"People are in high spirits when happy events happen. In short, the Queen Mother must be very happy."
Heiji folded her hands in front of her chest, feeling that there was no progress in the "huge benefits plan" in the short term. It was difficult for him to have any happy events to make Heiji feel refreshed, so he frowned and said, "I wonder if we can have fun together. ?”
The two sisters' unintentional murmurs were still heard by the wind. The Queen Mother's figure froze for a moment, and the delicate and soft little feet in the black phoenix embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls and gold silk were clasped to the ground without a trace. , these two heartless guys! ——
It only costs 5,000 a day to write, am I going to wilt again? No, no, no, no, I must cheer up, I will continue to try tomorrow, I must recover! ε＝ε＝ε＝(#д)
