Without contrast, there is no harm.

When all the people in this huge courtyard fell into the quiet of the night, there was a bright light and a scene of singing and dancing between the pavilions in a garden.

Here, rows of bronze butter lampholders are lit from the promenade of the water pavilion to the top of the main hall.

In that unique observation hall, candles made of natural beeswax that can withstand the breeze are used as the main lighting facilities, and the number of them is lit here, which makes this huge hall no less bright than the day.

In the corners of this, there are various silk and bamboo musical instruments, and the bronze wall clock on the side is also struck by a girl with a peak waist and hips, in a bright rhythm.

If you listen carefully, this is the music played at the banquet prepared by the guests in the court.

To be brought to this place to play, maybe only the most favored Taiping, can do it.

There was a lot of space for the performances, but they weren't bigger than the ones that were used for the performances...... High above the grounds.

The venue is not as big as the naked eye, but it reflects the extraordinary details in every detail.

The bright red satin, like the cheapest linen cloth, was spread all over the high platform, but this cloth of too thin material could not provide too much comfort for the people watching the performance on the stage, whether sitting or lying.

As a result, the fabric of another material has become the main material of the soft collapse on this platform.

That's soft fur.

The woollen blanket woven from the fluff of the most delicate little lamb is only used as the most inconspicuous scrap to fill the lining of this priceless fur blanket.

The outermost delicate whole calfskin, through a special process of tanning, makes it full of elastic texture, so that the person lying on the top is just lying on the side is not soft or hard, and the softness is moderate.

But this is too ordinary to show the luxury of their owners, and on this elaborate soft couch, there is a whole white tiger skin.

As if for fear of scaring the wonderful man lying on it, its head, as well as its overly sharp claws, were artificially cut off.

Only the most beautiful part of the back, the smoothest fur, was laid out as a cushion, as a blanket, and the whole sheet was laid on the top.

Such a luxurious enjoyment, but the person lying on it did not feel any joy.

Instead, she glanced at her eyebrows, as if she had some difficult problem, and only sorrow remained.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, graceful and luxurious.

The years have left enough traces on her body to let those who see her know that she is no longer a cardamom girl of no grace, but this does not detract from any point in her, not even her beauty.

This woman in her early thirties, proudly maintained, the charm that belongs to a mature woman, makes people who see her only have one feeling, a young young girl, standing by her side, can only be ashamed of herself.

Because the beauty of youth is too thin, like a book without too much ink and ink, dry, it can only attract the attention of those hairy young men who are not experienced enough.

Doesn't arouse the interest of any real man.

But this woman is different, she is just lazily lying on this soft couch, but the red brocade robe she is wearing is also a little tarnished by her thin skin.

A little cinnabar, on the right side of her chest, trembled with her unconscious lifting movements, and with this plump chest.

Like a red plum on the smoothest milk pudding, it is tempting at the same time, but it is a little less vulgar sensuality and a little more noble beauty.

And the reason that can make this woman get up is also very simple.

Outside this ornate hall, a man walked.

Dressed in a cyan robe. Casually on the shoulders, the simple obscene clothes and pants inside, the white texture of silk, under the breeze, fluttering like a fairy.

Seeing this, it makes people sigh that only such a man can be worthy of such a woman.

And it makes sense for such a woman to get up for such a man.

Sure enough, after seeing the people coming under the candle flame clearly, the woman on the couch issued the most pleasant greeting today: "Zhang Lang, are you here?"

And the man who walked very slowly, until his whole figure appeared under the candlelight of this hall, everyone saw his current appearance clearly.

His feet were naked, and he was not wearing any shoes and socks, but he walked naked all the way to the only place in the mansion where the lights were still lit.

Seeing this, the woman on the couch could no longer care about the nostalgia given to her by this soft comfort, and she turned over and sat up from the couch in a panic.

"Changzong, why did you come here like this? I asked someone to send you a message, saying that they were anxious, but they were not so eager. ”

When he saw that the woman on the couch was about to get up and get off the stage to greet him, he ran two steps tightly, and greeted her without waiting for her to stay.

"Princess, don't come down, when you hear the princess summoning at this time, there must be something important to receive me, how can you delay the princess's big event?"

Ah, the person on this couch is Princess Taiping.

That kind of luxury instantly became what it should be.

But hearing her Zhang Lang say this, Princess Taiping was moved, she held the hand handed over by Zhang Changzong, and immediately dragged this man who was eager to see her and thought her as the sky to the soft couch, so that his feet would not be affected by the collision caused by the rough floor.

"Come on, no matter how important my affairs are, where can they compare to your body?"

"If you hurt a little, you can only hurt my heart in the end. ”

It seems that Princess Taiping is very fond of this Comrade Zhang Changzong.

After being relatively speechless for a while, there was only a sigh left by Princess Taiping, and as soon as she turned around, she leaned on her tiger skin couch, and said with a lot of sorrow the purpose of her summoning Zhang Changzong over: "Zhang Lang, I can't sleep, since I came back from the palace, I have tossed and turned. ”

"My head hurts, my heart seems to be blocked, your hands are the most skillful, help me comb my hair." ”

"Chat with the accompaniment. Solve my doubts too, otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight. ”

Hearing Princess Taiping's request, Zhang Changzong replied very well-behaved.

"Yes!"

After a simple reply, he lifted the corner of the tiger skin from the soft protruding backrest that was used as a crooked support, revealing a few small pocket-sized lattices hidden behind it.

Opened the top drawer, took out a comb grate carved from ivory, wrapped the white silk on the grate, carefully wiped the dust floating on it, and began to pick up a wisp of green silk of Princess Taiping, and slowly combed it.

I don't know if this comb is too comfortable when combing the scalp, or the man's gentle embrace is too warm, so that Princess Taiping, who was still a little anxious and nervous, relaxed.

She slowly closed her eyes, let her body shrink into Zhang Changzong's arms, and expressed her dissatisfaction with the scene that happened in the palace today.

"This Zhang Xiaobao is a real. ”

"Do you know what he did today? Before he could get out of the palace gate, he whipped the imperial history of the dynasty with a horsewhip. ”

"It's just that this imperial historian should have a recital to impeach him. ”

"All that is said is true. He grabbed the land of the good people and molested women on the street, and he was justified?"

"Who doesn't know Xue Huaiyi now, he is stained with the light of my mother, Emperor Wuhuang, and calls him a master and a general on the surface, but behind his back, he actually claims to be the queen of the dynasty. ”

"How can there be such a shameless person, does he treat me and several brothers as his juniors?"

Speaking of this, Princess Taiping couldn't help but hammer the soft collapse under herself.

For fear that Taiping would be too excited, even the combing of Zhang Changzong's hand slowed down a little.

The clever man didn't say much, just silently waited for Princess Taiping to vent all her words, and then thought about comforting.

Sure enough, as if she had thought of something, Princess Taiping's gorgeous face had a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

"I originally thought that my mother is so old, where is there any true affection, it is to comfort each other, and whoever can enter her heart is the real winner. ”

"I'm so good to say, looking for someone to knock on the side has stirred the heart of the kid in the imperial hospital who wants to rise to the top. ”

And that kid named Shen Nanxuan really has some ability, and he can even make His Majesty the Emperor talk to him in his leisure moments. ”

"But who would have thought that this kid turned out to be a silver-roded wax spearhead, a useless product. ”

Speaking of this, Princess Taiping's resentment on her face also weakened a little, but with a hint of teasing, she gently turned her head in the direction of Zhang Changzong.

lowered his voice a little, with a hint of charm, and said seductively: "Guess what, this should have been a matter of course, from the chatter in the garden to the time when you and me on the bed, this Shen Nanxuan actually withered halfway through drying." ”

The coquettish laughter of "poof" is like the most gorgeous flower blooming, which is dizzying, but the viciousness in it can only be experienced by Zhang Changzong, who is a man.

"This Imperial Doctor Shen, it turns out that he is a weak individual, and his bones have not been good since he was a child. ”

"But my mother, who is His Majesty the Martial Emperor of the Tang Dynasty? Even if she is over sixty years old, she is still able to play polo, and she is as well maintained as a forty-year-old woman in her prime. ”

"On that day, when the upper court was not tired, and the next day after the day was continuous, there was no major illness or small disaster. ”

"The comfort she needs is difficult for ordinary men, let alone the frail Shen Nanxuan?"

"Hey, at night, as an imperial doctor, he was called an imperial doctor, and he didn't die on the dragon bed, it became his merit. ”

"Although my mother still loves this Shen Imperial Doctor's frailty, she is even more inseparable from Xue Huaiyi, but how can it be good?"