"The concubines don't dare to care about their own lovesickness, and they have to think about their sisters, and persuade Your Majesty to be wet with rain and dew." Empress Fang Shuying knelt in front of the emperor, took off his shirt for him, and stretched his old paws down, which was a description of preparing to pick up his pants.

A young, handsome, snow-white emperor, a wrinkled, old, and decrepit queen gathered on a bed to discuss what "lovesickness" and "rain and dew are evenly wet", and by the way, they did some shameful things to teach bad children, how to look weird.

Emperor Fenglie raised his hand, held his wife's wrinkled palm, and stopped her movements: "Concubine Yin asked if she shouldn't have asked, I have already asked her to go down to accompany her daughter." So tonight, I will always be by your side. ”

When the queen heard this, she did not feel the slightest sense of joy and pampering, but lowered her eyes to hide the doubt and fear in her heart. No matter how much the emperor favored the beautiful Concubine Yin and how much honor he gave him, as long as he was unhappy, he would immediately turn you into ashes. She didn't know where Concubine Yin went, how she was killed, and where her bones were buried in the end, and she didn't want to know. Even as the queen of a country, her life may not be much better than Concubine Yin.

"Yes, thank you for your grace."

The queen said, served Feng Lie and lay down, covered the quilt again, and fanned again, and waited carefully like an old mother.

Feng Lie didn't mean to fall asleep at all, his arm was stretched out behind his head and his head was pilllowed, and he said with a smile: "The final round of the goddess election will be held in three days, and when the time comes, the queen will preside over the ceremony, okay?" ”

Although it is a question, there is no room for negotiation at all. The queen was puzzled: "The election of the goddess is organized by the national teacher, and the woman who is selected is a woman with spiritual roots." Where does the concubine have this ability......"

After the end of the fourth round of the election, there are only four girls left, you look at me, I look at you, and I feel a little touched. From the red and fiery five or six hundred people scrambling to climb Heming Mountain, to being knocked out by the gods of Shuiya Cave, to the remaining ten people facing the collapse of the prince's mansion overnight, and finally entering the palace, walking and scattering. Dead to death. There were only a few of them left.

The final round of campaign time and campaign topics were not available, and the girls were so bored that they were about to get moldy. Jiu Mingmei and Bian Kuxian are detached, thinking that since they have to face those confrontations and separations after all. It's better to come early. Crisp and clean. Saved some period Ai Ai. Meng Ruofen and Tian Cui are more affectionate, looking forward to being late, and then later. Let the warm days of getting together be more.

But how could the emperor have the heart of some little girls, he had already calculated when and how to hold it, and who to send to hold it.

If Meng Ruofen and Tian Cui knew that there were only three days left, they didn't know what kind of virtue they would be worried about.

Feng Lie smiled softly: "It's just presiding, this is a major national event, and the participation of the mother of the country can show solemnity, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, the concubine understands, and the concubine obeys the order."

The husband and wife were so inexplicable, chatting for most of the night, but they didn't do anything too embarrassing, and they were so anxious to see Jiu Mingmei. Well, it's understandable to think about it, and I guess I can't bite it anymore when I feel the wind and the wind is facing such an old piece of bacon.

In the dead of night, all the eunuchs and palace maids were dismissed, and the entire children's bedroom was so quiet that only the sound of fans was left behind. Gradually, even the sound of the fan disappeared, and the queen was still sitting in a kneeling and obedient posture, but after all, she couldn't support the sleepiness and closed her eyes.

Feng Lie got up, helped her to lie down, and put his right hand on the queen's left breast through the undergarment in a grand manner, and rubbed it vigorously.

Well, lustful, young and old.

Identification completed.

But Jiu Mingmei still couldn't help but make up Feng Lie's heart: My wife is old, but fortunately, a pair of buns are still standing, lucky, lucky......

Seeing Mei's squinting eyes, the white fox swallowed his saliva, how did Taifeng Yuanzun raise such an apprentice~~~

Feng Lie was satisfied, so he put on a black dragon robe, got up and put on his shoes, held a candlestick, and walked to a pair of ink landscape paintings on the wall.

Finally...... I'm going to find Zhong Chishui!

Jiu Mingmei knocked on the horn of the white civet: "Ready." ”

The white raccoon covered the horns of the beast and said pitifully: "I know, I know." ”

It was a picture of a mountain cliff and a black pine fishing, on the high cliff, a waterfall rushed down and fell into the lake, splashing layers of ripples and mist. An old man dressed in a coat and hat, clinging to a fishing rod, sat on the rocks by the lake and fished. Antique, very meaningful, but after all, it is just a very ordinary ink painting, and I can't see anything unusual.

Feng Lie raised his fingers and stretched out to the old man in the painting, and actually took off the hat of the old man in the painting! Look at the painting again, the old man who has been taken off the hat looks like a bald man.

As soon as the wind storm put the hat on the candle flame, it immediately burned. The hat was thrown at the wall again, and a large fiery hole was burned. Feng Lie held the candlestick and stepped into the fiery hole, his body completely hidden in it.

I only heard a faint sound of "Chishui Sect Immortal" coming from the hole, and the hole slowly closed and was about to close!

Jiu Mingmei dragged the white fox into the house, a white light, a red light, and suddenly rushed into the queen's bedroom and into the fiery hole.

Feng Lie noticed that someone was rushing in behind him, pulled out the sword on the wall and stabbed it straight over, and said sharply, "Who is it?" Dare to trespass...... Yes! Then came the terrible screams of the emperor.

Jiu Mingmei was too lazy to deal with this mortal emperor, and as soon as she entered the hole, she pressed Feng Lie to the ground. Stepping on his back, he grabbed his two arms with both hands and tugged at them, and with a click, the bones of both arms were broken. Then he stomped on the back of his legs, and his kneecaps stomped to pieces. Seeing the wind twisting on the ground, the candlestick falling, and the candle flame smoking, it was a miserable scene. Jiu Mingmei said "oops", it was broken, and it was heavy.

But she didn't stop planning to delay the wind and the flames, she only said "Old beast, look at him", and rushed towards the purple red figure who was about to escape. He threw his hands into the ball of fire and threw it over, besieging the purple-red figure. She looked at the man's neck, and her right hand was quickly clasped and pinched hard. Well, the blood is surging, the taste is sultry, the taste of the charcoal roasted devil, she can't wait to enjoy it raw!

"Lord Meishen, your speed is too slow...... Zhong Chishui held his head high and smiled charmingly, not afraid at all because he was controlled by others.

"Really...... "Jiu Mingmei smiled, "So what?" ”

Jiu Mingmei suddenly increased the strength in her hand, clasped the flesh of her neck, and lifted Zhong Chishui high. (To be continued......)