Other men can touch it, so why can't it yourself. What's more, his skills must be much better than those dramas outside.

Just thinking about it like this, Fan Fan was so indignant in his heart that he sulked alone.

“..........。” He Dangli didn't mix into the range where they would fight every morning, obediently nibbling on the big meat buns handed over by Zhu San, so that he was in good spirits to meet the next big court meeting.

Otherwise, standing cold and hungry for an hour or so is unbearable, although it is summer and can't stand it.

Today, the court is still listening to a few imperial doctors arguing over trivial things that have no nutrition, but there is no result, so they almost beat each other on the spot with Ban Qi. There are also which candidates should be selected as the main examiners in the upcoming autumn season, and what test questions should be produced, but the left and right are the affairs of civilian officials, and they have nothing to do with their group of military attachés who can only fight and kill.

When a few people were about to doze off when they heard it, this boring and boring court meeting finally ended.

The foundation of military attaches has always been better than that of civilian officials, so that when they go out, the civilian officials are dizzy with hunger, top-heavy, and pale. Because the military attache ate something when he came, he was full of might, and if a civilian official saw it, he would stare back angrily.

"General Huwei, Your Majesty said that if you have something, please come to the imperial study." It's still the last time Xiaosheren, the same place, the same time period.

Xu knew that she would come today, and the people who were serving inside and outside the palace had already been sent back.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what you are looking for your ministers." From the beginning of coming in, his attitude was lowered, his head hung so low that he almost fell to the ground, and his heart was still trembling uncontrollably.

The king has an order, and the minister has to obey.

"What did Aiqing think about that day. Seven days have passed. Emperor Xianzong, who was holding his hands behind him, looked at the poor little creature standing not far away, trying to keep his distance from him.

It's stupid and pitiful in front of you.

"Your ........" He Dangli, who was kneeling on the ground, bit his lower lip tightly and wanted to say something more, but he was shocked by Emperor Xianzong's next sentence and couldn't tell the difference.

"Take off your pants and lie down on the table over there." With a condescending command, no one can stop beaking.

It's more of an order that has to be given before it is humiliating.

The cool July breeze penetrated through the half-branched sandalwood window of the log, and the four sides of the house disposed of ice buckets to dispel a bit of the summer heat, and the inside and outside of the house were completely separated. It was a clear sky, and at some point it began to rain hazy, and then the rain poured down, hitting the ground all over the red.

He Dangli knelt on the ground on his knees, and a layer of fine numb cold sweat oozed from his back, which was originally cool and moist July rain hitting the plantains, and the crimson splashed all over the ground. But she was chilled from the bottom of her feet, her head was already lowered, and she almost didn't crawl directly on the ground, and she couldn't even stand up straight.

The fine wind and rain just blew open the half-open sandalwood window, blowing and crackling, and the colorful rain stone path in the courtyard is paved with all kinds of flower petals, white, red, crimson, vermilion like a colorful big dye vat.

The expression that was originally stunned turned into horror, the two legs hidden under the wide trousers trembled slightly, and the well-trimmed nails sank into the flesh so that they would not lose their temper, and the flesh and blood were blurred by biting one lip.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. Minister.... A small porcelain white face was white and colorless, knowing that what was waiting for would be the result, but when it was really done, I realized how difficult it was, and my nails were stuck in the flesh of my palm.

"If I don't say it a second time, Ah Li should be clear." At this time, Emperor Xianzong was obviously not a patient person, and his already somewhat gloomy face was frowning at the moment, which showed that he had crawled out of hell.

"Go up, lie on your stomach".

"Your Majesty... Minister.... Minister.... The sentence was said intermittently, He Dangli was terrified, his little white hand was tightly tugging on his trousers, and his face was full of vigilance, guarding against the man's next move. The corners of the eyes are red like a little crimson rouge, revealing a charm, and the already peachy face is even more annoying//playing.

But she knows that all this will only stimulate the man's sense of rage to a greater extent, and it is only herself who is humiliated, and there will always be something that should come.

"Ah Li, you have to know that disobedience will not end well." Sen's cold voice is gratuitously terrifying, and it is hairy from the bottom of my heart; "Ah Li knows that when he steps into this palace today, he should think about what will happen, and Ah Li should not make me angry."

There was incense burning in the house, and He Dangli felt a faint heat in his body after just coming in, not from the outside but from the inside, from the chest to the limbs, even if there were cooling ice buckets around the house, she still had a faint feeling of dry tongue, controlling the primitive urge to pull clothes.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, flowing through the bridge of his small and tall nose, across his slender snow-white chin, and finally the dark blue neckline that was covered by the wrap was gone, adding a bit of ascetic beauty.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your .....Minister." He Dangli only felt that he seemed to have lost the language function of speaking at this moment, and it was just these three words over and over again.

"It's not moving, it's hard to ask me to get rid of Ah Li personally, I'm a rough person, but I don't want to pity Xiang Xiang and cherish the jade, especially in the matter of treating Ah Li." Cui Lan has revealed a playful deep smile in her eyes since she came in, and her playful eyes are like looking at a dying caged bird.

As he approached step by step, He Dangli's heart beat like he was playing a drum in Thor, his hands were tightly tugging on the trousers with a fixed line, and his nose was sore. But in her heart, she has already accepted her fate, and now what can she do except accept her fate, it is already difficult to live, not to mention that she can still live like a normal person.

"I hope Your Majesty will have mercy."

He Dangli's obedient upper body lay on the table, closed his eyes tightly, and forced himself not to think about such a shameful scene, his hands trembled and trembling and pulled down the last layer of robes, and then the snow-white shirt and pants, the top was too long, just blocking the scenery in front of him, and the corners of his eyes were so red that a little tears were oozing out, I want you to come forward to help her lick it off, so that she could comfort her, and her lips were bitten out of red blood stains by her teeth to add to the gorgeousness.

The snow-white buttocks are exposed to the cold air, and with the slight tremor of the owner, the snow-white ones are dazzling, and the soft elasticity makes people want to pinch them and try whether they want to ferment the big white steamed buns.

"Gollum." I don't know who swallowed his saliva, and it was particularly loud in the quiet and silent room, adding a bit of obscenity/obscenity.

"Heh, my Ah Li is really good, just like he was back then." I don't know what perfectly pleases the man, and the man's face is swept away with a hazy color, and his dark pupils are full of dangerous signals.

He Dangli was lying on the slightly cold dark brown table with his upper body, and his skin was as white as jade, as white as a piece of fine jade. In particular, there are still unwashed red marks on it, which is even more beautiful.

"Tsk, Ah Li is really ying/, there are traces of other dirty men on his body, so he dares to come to me."

The tall man hung over her like a hill, his hands thick with calluses and swords about to touch her soft and snow-white place. The dark tide in the small spacious room is surging, no one knows what will happen in the next second, the incense has been burning for a long time, and the hearts of the people are a little ready to move, and Yu wants to control his emotions.

She knew that what should come would always come, anyway, her body was already dirty and lowly to the point that it was inferior to even the lowest female branch. Then why bother to fake Qinggao, not to mention that she is a person who stinks and rots from the bones.

The man didn't know if he was bewitched by the beautiful scenery in front of him or if the smell of the incense was too strong, causing others to be a little nervous.

"Ah Li bites his lip, I like to hear Ah Li scream."

The jade hand adjusts the stamen, and the white marble bed shakes gently.

After a unilateral snatching storm, the man who seems to have been tired of his feet plays/plays with the delicate jade skin of the woman lying on his body. It's like she has some novel toy, and even the ugly and ugly scar adds a different kind of beauty to her.

"Ah Li might as well stay in the palace tonight and accompany me." Cui Lan stroked the woman's red and swollen lips and kissed them again. The guy who had just stopped was a little impatient and ready to move.

"I have already announced to the public that I have secretly assigned the matter to you to do, even if Ah Li sleeps in the dragon bed with me for ten days and a half months, what if it matters."

He Dangli didn't say anything, just stared at the bright yellow bed curtain in distraction, and there were still crimson eyes in his eyes. I saw that there was even a huge five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it.

She was looking at the dragon, and the dragon seemed to be looking at her, too.

It seems to be unilaterally mocking her filthy and lowly body, and her soul that is rotten to the bones.

"Ah Li's taste is really as good as it was back then, but Ah Li was still young back then, and where is it like now, the peony flowers are blooming all over the city." Cui Lan seemed to have expected the person in her arms not to answer, and still told with interest what happened before she left Beijing.

It's just that one is talking and the other is listening.

"Your Majesty knows me from the past." His throat was already itching, and his eyebrows were smudged with pomegranate red. Not to mention the bruises, purple and purple scars on the body, charming and ambiguous, full of obscene beauty.

"I didn't say that I told Ah Li before, Ah Li still remembers who gave his original name." The slender and white fingertips picked up a few strands of hair, and sniffed lightly at the tip of the nose.

He should leave what should be left, when he should leave this is another name for peony. Also known as Jiang Li. The ancients used it as a farewell.

It should be a very beautiful name, but it's a pity that she is wrong with her surname.

When to leave.

Why leave ......