Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

Chun Lai didn't dare to ask more, and nodded in response: "...Minion invite Master Fenghe to stare at it?"

This person Wei Yansi knew that the guard was armed with a sword, and he didn't like to talk. There was a knife mark on the bridge of his nose, which was very personal.

"Very good."

She felt weak and sore in her hands and her feet were almost untenable. Fortunately, the spring came and her hands quickly supported her, so she didn't fall to the ground.

"Hurray! Ouch, hey, quickly declare a doctor."

"No."

The symptoms that should be present during the fever period are nothing more than the lack of a good rest, the glands under the collar are extremely hot.

When she returned to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, her symptoms became worse, so that when she closed her eyes, Qu Jinying's figure appeared.

The scent of jasmine and mint, the woman struggling under her canine teeth, the smell of rust spreading on the tip of her tongue...

Immediately he was embarrassed, his face spreading red in despair

She bypassed the spacious bookcase, sat in the carved golden dragon chair, coughed tiredly, and scanned the first assistant Lu Chijing and the second assistant Ge Changliu who were standing under her eyes.

One of them is rigid and serious, the other is gentle.

The temperament is different but equally difficult, especially Lu Chijing.

The topic of discussion is related to the drought in Yuzhou, as Chunlai said.

She wouldn't say much about things she didn't understand, and after listening and asking questions, she left it to Wenyuange for full control, and said a few words of consolation by the way.

"I'm tired, let's retreat the two Aiqings."

But the two Aiqings did not retreat, obviously there was something else.

Wei Yansi reluctantly sat back, leaning softly on the bookcase, picked up a memorial as a fan, and waited for them to follow.

Lu Chijing dangling a white beard on his chest, his back was stiff like a door panel, and he said straightforwardly: "I heard that Long live favored a thin horse."

Ge Changliu was unwilling to show weakness: "But the lady in the palace is not serving well?"

Wei Yansi: Can you not ask so straightforwardly!

"Aiqing can be straightforward."

The two adults threw themselves on their knees: "Long live the harem."

The harem is admitted to the harem, why does it seem like a deathly meeting.

As a yellow girl, this topic is quite embarrassing. Do not choose, it will cause doubts and reveal the identity of the daughter. Choose, and you must be pampered, otherwise it will still lead to suspicion.

Wei Yansi was caught in a dilemma and adopted a middle-of-the-range attitude: "This matter will be discussed later."

Unexpectedly, the Aiqings were determined.

Lu Chijing: "The emperor's imperial power has been four years, it is time to fill the harem and extend the heirs, so as to protect the great wild goose rivers and mountains."

Ge Changliu: "I implore the emperor to think twice!"

Wei Yansi was too lazy to deal with them. Wei Yansi ordered Yi Dongpo to pass the meal, and ordered a cherry ice cream to relieve the heat.

Yi Dongpo boldly reminded her that in accordance with the ancestral rules, no additional meals were allowed for the main meal.

Wei Yansi asked, "I don't seem to be the chief **** who hasn't been executed by Ling Chi yet, right?"

"The minion will go to the imperial dining room and cook for himself."

As soon as he left, spring came and told Wei Yansi that her two elder brothers, King Yichuan and King Boshan, had heard that she had been assassinated. They came to visit and were already waiting in Yushuge.

Wei Yansi got away with this, and went away without looking back.

The poor two old patrons are both elderly people. If they were twenty years younger, they would definitely try the stunt of being unable to kneel long enough to fight Wei Yansi to the end.

Man!

Have to obey the old.

So, using a curve to save the country, he went to the Palace of Emperor Ji and asked to see the Supreme Emperor.

After four years of retirement, the Emperor Taishang loved the flowers and plants that filled the yard on weekdays. The only drawback was dementia, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

Today was just when he was sober, he heard about the "Skinny Horse Gate" incident, and heard that they had something important to ask for, and hurriedly announced their visit.

After understanding their intentions, I felt that it made sense. The emperor was old and full of blood. There should be a few caring girls in the harem, so he completely agreed with the emperor's suggestion of accepting the harem.

"Leave this to the Queen Mother!" he said, shaking the rattle in his hand.

The two adults went away contentedly.

That night the Queen Mother summoned the emperor to go to Cining Palace again.

"Emperor, if you don't choose this show girl, you have to choose." The queen mother sighed with a sad face.

"The queen doesn't want me to choose a concubine?"

"You are a girl, and I blame the Ai family for not being resolute enough..."

She hesitated to speak, and then asked: "Good job, what do you call a thin horse into the palace?"

Wei Yansi perfunctorily: "Yangzhou thin horses are famous all over the world, the emperor just wants to see it."

"Hey, choose the concubine when you choose the concubine, the Ai family will take care of you, and choose some well-behaved and sensible people, and the courtiers will not stop."

Wei Yansi watched a lot of palace fighting dramas, knowing that this harem is the place where the youth of the innocent girls was ruined, and reluctantly said, "It's all up to the mother."

"Good emperor, I have wronged you."

Seeing Mother Lan came in with a bowl of soup, the queen mother said again: "You are not in good shape yet, so let the small kitchen make a warm stew for you."

"Thank you, empress."

The queen mother patted her cheek lovingly, feeling as soft and warm as sunlight shining through leaves on the cotton wool.

In the world outside of the book, her mother died very early. She has been living with her father. As a rare S-level alpha, she is the pride of her father, but her glands were destroyed by a high fever.

The honor turned into shame overnight, and the disappointed father sent him back to his mother's hometown to live with his grandparents.

The two old people became all the comfort in their lost lives. The warmth at this moment made her miss the spring before she wore the book. In the rainy season, they passed away one after another and became people who can only live in memory forever.

She choked for a while, pinched the soup spoon and took a sip of the soup. It tasted delicious and tasted fresh bamboo shoots and rich gravy.

I wandered happily in my throat, and took another sip. Well, there is also the fragrance of lotus leaves. After the entrance, the nostalgia stays between my lips and tongue for a long time.

The soreness and fatigue of the whole body have also been relieved a lot.

"Thank you, empress."

The queen mother was pleased: "You just love to drink...My poor child, you should have a great time."

After using the tonic soup, she found that the moon was shining brightly tonight. She intimately accompanied the queen mother for a walk on the stage of the Ci Ning Palace, and then personally served her elderly home to sleep in the hall.

Two days later, the fever period passed, and Wei Yansi went to visit Yi Dongpo alone.

This old slippery identity is different from ordinary little eunuchs. He has his own small courtyard, and he has a stern name-Haitang Courtyard.

He entered the palace at the age of ten and spent many years in the flower room. Every day he would take care of the flowers and plants planted by the emperor himself, so he was so liked by the emperor, so he stayed in the temple.

One stay is thirty years.

As soon as Wei Yansi stepped into the door of Haitang Garden, he listened to him howling miserably, crying and cursing, and scolded the little **** who would give him medicine and ran away.

Wei Yansi couldn't laugh or cry, and walked into the house.

"You still have the face to come back dog stuff!"

Wei Yansi slapped his skinny butt, so painful that he cried for his father and his mother, only then did he see that the person in front of him was the Ninety-Five Supreme.

Scared to disregard the sick, he got up and kowtowed to plead guilty.

Wei Yansi held him down: "Lie down."

Yi Dongpo said with gratitude: "The slave is a stubborn life, so how can Ho Tak bother Long live to come and visit in person."

And swears that the person who is born to her in this life is her ghost.

Wei Yansi: "..."

"Bang bang bang," someone was knocking on the door.

"Long live, Wei Chen Fenghe has something to play." His voice was cold, like a killer with no emotions.

An hour later, Wei Yansi stood in the bustling Shili Long Street.

On the left, Goulan Wasi, and on the right, Qinlou Chu Pavilion, Yingying and Yanyan all over the street were talking the same words of soliciting guests.

—Master, come and have fun!

Wei Yansi saw such a scene for the first time. It was really novel and anxious: "Fenghe, are you sure that the county lord Qinghui is here?"

"Back to the master, it's in this full house." Feng He stood with his sword in his arms, his black clothes and black boots matched his swarthy face without any expression.

Yi Dongpo looked wretched and looked at her with a look of "Hurray, you really know how to play".

But there was a hypocritical, unfaithful saying: "Master, there are so many people in this place, we'd better not go in, you are the body of ten thousand gold."

While talking, he stared at the girl in front of the door.

Wei Yansi was speechless, raising her foot inward.

"Master, I can't use it." Yi Dongpo regained his senses and limped in front of her. "The thin horse hasn't passed yet. You are visiting the brothel again, I'm afraid it's wrong..."

Wei Yansi pierced him: "Are you afraid that your **** will hit the board again?"

"Woo, please have mercy on the slave."

Wei Yansi would not pity him, bypass him and move on.

A gorgeous and elegant costume successfully attracted the attention of Madam Man Tingfang, leaving other guests to trot and pounce.

He said the classic line that belongs exclusively to the bustard: "The son looks at the face, let's come and play for the first time!"

Wei Yan thought about the rules, took off the swollen money bag around his waist and threw it over.

The old bustard opened his eyes when he saw the money, and shook the kerchief in his hand, and called the young man: "Hurry up and invite all our best girls in Man Tingfang!"

"No, please give us a clean room."

"Look at what you said, don't you look down on the girl in our building?" The old bustard led the way upstairs, "You sit in the room for a while, I will let the Oiran lady come to accompany you to have a drink, you must have heard of the Hongjin girl Bar."

Wei Yansi: "No."

Madam: "..."

Hongjin is very busy now, greeting the distinguished guests in the room.

"Thank you Miss Hong for helping me this time."

"Country Master Qinghui, don't say that, a little job is not enough."

"The kindness of dripping water should be reported by the spring." Qu Jinying twisted the skin of the melon seeds carefully, put the nuts in the mouth, chewed them carefully, and said, "I would also like to thank Sanniang for giving me an idea."

Her third mother was Wen Caixiu, who was a few years older than her. She was an official prostitute. She fell into the dust and worshipped her sisters with Hongjin.

That day, Hong Jin came to the Hou Mansion to visit Sanniang Wen, but was accidentally seen by the second room.

Wen Sanniang couldn't bear it, so she contradicted her words, and the trouble was so great that she had to be asked to preside over justice.

She is the daughter of the long house, she has never dealt with the second house, so she naturally turned to them.

After the matter was resolved, they saw that her face was not good, and they cared a few words.

Prostitutes are inferior, well-versed.

She was desperate and asked if there was a way to cover her wounds, but she never thought she had found the right master.

Serving people all day, the girls in the brothel will inevitably encounter a stubborn master. Even if they are injured, they will welcome the guests the next day. They will make some thick powder and apply them to the wounds to cover them. It's hard to see the difference.

Hong Jin immediately returned to Man Tingfang and took the pro-made powder, which made Qu Jinying escape.

Tonight is the night of Baiguan Criticism, each brothel will send the best girls to participate in the competition, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry and poetry will all fight each other.

Literati and sorrows gathered together to see the beauty of Baikui, even the young ladies who were raised in deep boudoirs would meet up.

It can be described as an annual event.

Qu Jinying took this opportunity to take Wen Sanniang to thank you.

He also said: "This matter is no trivial matter, please refrain from talking to others."

Hongjin has a cheerful personality: "I heard Sanniang talk about you a long time ago. I know that it is not easy for you to be a housekeeper on weekdays. You always take care of her. You are Sanniang's benefactor and my benefactor. Don't worry, I will be tight-lipped."

Speaking out of the door, he called in a table of good food.

When I met a madam, she asked her to serve the guests in the elegant room of Tianzihao.

Hongjin declined: "The competition is about to begin. I am practicing tunes. Mother Lao will shirk for me."

"Knowing that you are busy, my mother can't bear to disturb you, but the guests of Tianzhao are really precious, so please go and say a few nice words, just have a glass of wine."

Hong Jin was embarrassed, and entangled with her.

After a few rounds, there was already a failure.

Qu Jinying was grateful for her kindness, and naturally wanted to intercede for her, put a veil to block the true face of Lushan, and turned her eyes to ask the maid.

"How much did that guest pay?"

The author has something to say:

Not irritating~