Cui Zhiyang woke up very early, the sky outside the window was still dark, the arm of his left hand was a little numb, the kitten-like woman shrunk on his left side, his head rested on his left arm, it had been two or three hours, since the last time he was beaten for Qin Qing, Cui Zhiyang had an unexpected harvest, this woman like spring and snow, actually took the initiative to give him a hug, after a night of happiness, Qin Qing fell asleep exhausted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cui Zhiyang secretly walked on his left arm with internal force, and after the blood was unblocked, his hand was no longer numb, he looked at the woman in his arms, that face was really like another Xiaowei, when he was happy last night, there was really a moment, Cui Zhiyang couldn't tell whether the woman who was pressed under him was Xiaowei or Qinqing. Cui Zhiyang's cultivation in Kunlun allowed Cui Zhiyang to control himself very well, to control the strength of his moves, to control the ferocity of his internal force, including to control his desire as a man, for so many years, in addition to his feelings for Xiaowei, he has been controlling himself very well, until last night, when Qin Qing hugged him with tears in his eyes, he finally couldn't control it, and only he knew the taste of ecstasy.

"How can I have a feeling of reluctance for this woman?" Cui Zhiyang looked at the pink luan tent with wide eyes, and said in his heart: "She is just a chess piece in my plan, after all, she is the one who wants to die for Xiaowei, what do I do for her?" If Qin Qing wasn't still on the side, Cui Zhiyang would almost give himself a slap in the face, what kind of person is Xiaowei? How can I treat her as Xiaowei, this is simply a big blasphemy!

Thinking of this, Cui Zhiyang had no nostalgia, gently pulled out his arm, got off the ground, got dressed, took out two ingots of fifty amounts of silver and put them on the table, thought about it, took out two more ingots, put them on the table together, didn't look at Qin Qing again, pushed open the door and walked out, when the door was closed, there was a breeze that blew the luan tent, Qin Qing opened his eyes motionlessly, looking at the empty pillow, there was still a faint smell of man in the air, but the person was no longer there.

"Xiaowei...... It turns out that the woman in your heart is called Xiaowei. Crystal teardrops have slid down the snow-white smooth cheeks onto the sheets, Qin Qing sighed softly: "Your movements are so gentle, so jerky, you have been guarding Xiaowei until now, but you gave me the first time, should I be happy? or should I be sad?...... I should be sad, the person you are holding is me, when Hu Tianhu is in the ground, the innermost is muttering Xiaowei's name, am I just Xiaowei's shadow? Every time you come to listen to me, you only listen to me play those three tunes, it must be what Xiaowei likes, right?" The teardrops have turned into a stream, and the cheeks are already damp, Qin Qing clutches the sheets tightly, and her pointed nails dig into the flesh of her palms, but she doesn't seem to feel a trace of pain......

Once he returned to the palace, the tall and handsome Cui Zhiyang immediately became the old and humble Cui Gonggong, no one would doubt that such a eunuch was actually burdened with amazing martial arts, in order to rescue Xiao Zhou, Cui Zhiyang had imitated Cui Gonggong to the extreme.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the imperial study, he heard Zhao Guangyi shouting: "Is it Gonggong Cui! Come in and see me!" Cui Zhiyang immediately bowed his waist, lowered his eyebrows and came to Zhao Guangyi, made a deep bow, and said: "Long live the emperor, long live......

"Less nonsense!" Zhao Guangyi was wearing a snow-white nightgown, his face was full of red light, and he said with a little excitement: "You took sick leave last night, it's a pity, you didn't get sick this morning, you didn't get sick late, but you got sick last night, you are really unlucky!"

Cui Zhiyang has been pretending to be Grandpa Cui for some time, and this black fat man's temperament also has some understanding, looking at his happy face, something must have happened, and hurriedly said: "There must be something happy that happened, so that the saint dragon face is happy, the slave is really blessed, and it is a pity that he can't share the blessing of the saint." ”

"No regrets, no regrets!" Zhao Guangyi laughed and said: "Although you didn't see what happened last night, but what a happy thing, how can I not let you know, I found someone to draw everything that happened yesterday, this is the best gongbi painter in the palace, and it is almost the same as the actual situation, now I will let you open your eyes!" Zhao Guangyi carefully took out a scroll of paintings, spread them out on the bookcase, and said with a smile: "It's cheap for you eunuch, such a good painting is not something that everyone can see." ”

Cui Zhiyang originally just wanted to deal with it and take a look, casually praised two sentences, and glanced at it slightly, but he only felt a "boom" in his head, and he suddenly became angry!

The picture is actually a picture of the Spring Palace, the fat-headed and big-eared Zhao Guangyi pressed the petite Xiaowei on a fragrant couch, and was traveling in the clouds and rain, the painter who painted was very good, not only painted the figures of the two people vividly, but also portrayed the demeanor of the two to the fullest, Zhao Guangyi's greed, Lustful and satisfied, Xiao Zhouhou's powerless struggle, and his loveless expression was completely expressed, this can't be painted by the painter's thinking, it must have been painted on the spot, Zhao Guangyi in order to insult Xiao Zhouhou, he actually ravaged Xiaowei in front of outsiders, and asked someone to draw it, Cui Zhiyang's heart was almost uncontrollable, secretly looked at the two golden dragon guards at the door of the study, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, until the index finger of his right hand was broken, and he could barely control the killing intent that erupted in his heart！

"How about it, wonderful speechless!" Zhao Guangyi smiled: "I gave this painting a name, called "Xiling Xingxiao Zhou Hou Tu", Mrs. Zheng Guo was fortunate by me many times, but she still showed me a cold face, proud like something, I thought of this method last night, isn't she high? I will draw her **** appearance, if she shows me my face again, I will scatter this painting, I see how she still has a face and pretends to be high." ”

Xiaowei, who was as holy as a goddess in her heart, was ruined like this black fat man, Cui Zhiyang almost reached the point where he couldn't bear it anymore, and pinched off his little thumb, and the severe pain made him temporarily sober up, and said: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate, Mrs. Zheng Guo is embarrassed and ugly alone, the emperor is the supreme of the Ninety-Five, the king of a country, how can he ......"

"Don't worry, how can I be so reckless, that is, to scare the lady of my country. Zhao Guangyi said confidently: "This woman was also a country queen, no matter how shameless she is, she doesn't dare to let this painting flow out, with this painting in my hands, I'm not afraid that she won't be convinced, this will definitely be with the legend in the future, I can really be blessed with beauty!"

There is a saying that things must be opposed, Cui Zhiyang is like this now, he is angry to the extreme, but he calmed down, and said in his heart: "I make a move now, Zhao Guangyi must be a death, but the golden dragon guard is close at hand, and the last barrier in the legend of this dead fat man, the mysterious Imperial City Division may also be nearby, even if he is killed, Xiaowei and I can't escape from Ascension, anyway, my plan will be realized soon, let this black fat man live for a while." Then he thought again: "Xiaowei has suffered such a big insult, and I don't know if I can survive these days, I can't let her suffer this kind of shame again, yes! I want to carry out my plan in advance, I want to let none of the men who have hurt Xiaowei have a good end!"

"Hooray's trick is perfect. Cui Zhiyang said with a flattering face: "It's just that there are still a little shortcomings, and the slave doesn't know whether to talk about it or not?"

"Is there such a thing?" Zhao Guangyi laughed disdainfully and said: "You eunuch can still have this ability, what should not be said, just say it, I want to see what you can say!"

"It's naturally good that Mrs. Zheng Guo can follow the rumor. Cui Zhiyang said slowly: "But if you can always be by the side of the saint, and you can kiss Fang Ze anytime and anywhere, wouldn't it be better?"

"I still think you can say something! It's just this?" Zhao Guangyi snorted and said: "Anyway, this woman is also a person with a husband's family, although Li Yu is incompetent, but she is a disobedient marquis given by the emperor, and she still has to get by on this face, if you keep a married woman by your side, others will assign me." ”

"When Li Yu was alive, Zhou Wei was naturally Mrs. Zheng Guo, but if he was gone, wouldn't this ownerless flower be obtained by those who can?" Cui Zhiyang said gloomily, with a bit of scheming in his tone.

"Bold, eunuch!" Zhao Guangyi scolded: "You slave dare to instigate me to kill the ministers of the court, what are your intentions, dare to give me such an idea, are you tired of it?"

"The slave doesn't dare!" Cui Zhiyang hurriedly lay on the ground and said in a panic: "The slave didn't let the emperor kill the disobedient marquis, but if he drank too much and drank himself to death, no one can blame him, what does it have to do with the emperor? The emperor recruited Mrs. Zheng Guo into the palace on the grounds of appeasing the widow of an important minister, and stayed by his side to 'appease', who can say that the emperor is not?"

"Drink yourself to death?" Zhao Guangyi touched his fat chin, squinted a pair of small eyes and said: "You eunuch is still a little smart, you tell me, how can a person drink himself to death?......"

Author's words: "Xiling Xingxiao Zhou Hou Tu" does exist, Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty once witnessed it, and its current whereabouts are unknown, one says that it has been lost, and the other is that it has been passed down to modern times, and it was brought to Taiwan after 1949 and preserved in the Taiwan History Museum.

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