Chapter 949: Beauty Twilight (28)

Nine dragon hall, six pillars and five eaves of the bed, carved dragon and phoenix.

The brocade quilt silk curtains, the candlelight is dim, shrouding a closed small world.

Empress Wu took off the only bandeau on her body and lay on her back on the bed.

Zhang Changzong told the informant, saying that it was Li Kun, the Marquis of Shanyang, who was foul language and blasphemous to her, pointing out that Quan Ce had something to do with her.

This did not arouse Empress Wu's anger and hatred towards Li Kun, let alone make her intend to keep her distance from Quan Ce, but accidentally activated the undercurrent hidden at the bottom of Empress Wu's heart.

"Adopt elders? Mother-daughter bed-sharing? ”

Empress Wu muttered these two words, her eyes rippling with a dazzling light, and there was a hint of agitation in her madness.

The body writhed uncontrollably, and there was a strange numbness spreading in every bone around his body, itching to the extreme, but it couldn't be soothed.

The dragon and phoenix on the bed were auspicious brocade quilts, which quickly became crumpled.

Empress Wu raised her arms, from top to bottom, scanning herself, her skin was still firm, there was no sagging, she was pampered, her ten fingers were white and tender, and her body was graceful and round.

The charm is overflowing, the charm is like that, and whoever sees it will only feel that it is a moist woman who is ripe, not a dry old woman in the twilight.

"There is nothing in the world that is truly worthy of you"

"The only thing in the world that can override me head-on"

On the face behind the martial arts, he always maintained a morbid calm, without any expression, his long neck slowly turned, and his head full of green silk fluttered and swayed on the jade pillow, spreading out into pieces, and the scattered ones were getting wider and wider, like a peacock opening the screen.

The long black hair, the white and tender body like cold jade, and the bright purple-gold satin futon are distinct and a little shocking.

"You're a little late"

"But, so what?"

Empress Wu's ten fingers slowly moved on his body, and his murmur became excited, with a bit of gloom on his face and a little emotion.

"If it is suffering, what is the use of the Buddhists just chattering? If the Buddha doesn't cross me, I will cross myself, so what's the matter? ”

"Hmm......"

Empress Wu let out a muffled moan.

"Buzz ......"

In her heart, there was a string that had been taut, and it broke away bluntly.

"Quan Mou, also his old family, it is not easy to fight him, then try the bed, who will kill the deer?"

"Hahaha, interesting, extremely interesting"

It seems that he has seen Quan Ce's stunned and unprepared appearance.

Empress Wu let out a long laugh of cheerful and debauched people, indescribably charming.

Laughter hovered over the Nine Dragons Hall.

On the square in front of the palace, Xi He, who drove the carriage with a whip, his hideous and resolute face appeared and disappeared from time to time, perhaps a winter celestial phenomenon, and his huge nostrils actually spewed out bursts of white fireworks.

On the other side, Zhang Changzong lost his soul, followed the hazy memory, walked in the Huaqing Palace, one foot deep and one shallow, and walked alone in the night.

During the night feast, the Mahatula, who was walking in the hall, for some reason, kept ringing in his ears.

Is it desolate?

After several years of warmth and affection on the pillow, the light suddenly turned, and he was full of depression and retreated.

He was once humbled, once like a commodity, lingering among the royal nobles, and the sentient women who were far away in a foreign land were implicated and turned into dry bones in the grave.

He has also been beautiful, when he was the most favored, when the prime minister saw him, he had to clip his tail and avoid the road, long-sleeved and good at dancing like Shangguan Wan'er, and strong for a while like the crown princess Wei, when he saw him, they all greeted him with a smile, Wu Sansi and Li Dan of the foreign dynasty, who had not rubbed flat and round in his hands?

Zhang Changzong's footsteps paused, and his eyes were foggy, as if he saw a figure wearing a plain brocade robe, one hand on the jade belt around his waist, and the other hand behind him, tall, handsome, elegant, calm, slowly, getting closer and closer.

"Right, right to ......" Zhang Changzong staggered back half a step, his body did not tremble, but his heart trembled.

This is his nightmare from beginning to end, when he was alone, he did not win him, his fifth brother Zhang Yizhi joined in, with two enemies and one, he was still defeated and retreated, repeatedly subject to him, became his black glove, and went out to suppress the Li Wu royal family, making enemies on all sides.

After the construction of the self-controlled crane prison camp was stopped, their brothers were getting weaker and worse, and they could only barely protect themselves in the imperial court, shrinking into the inner province, and only Fengchen Mansion could rely on.

Now, the fifth brother disappeared mysteriously in Luoyang, the capital of the gods, no one was seen in life, no corpse was seen in death, Fengchen Mansion collapsed in Xin'an County, and the piece of armor did not exist, he was noisy for a while, but it was difficult to change his fate after all, his body was like a wanderer, standing alone, and he had no place to return.

"Quan Ce......" Zhang Changzong used all his strength, and let out a long howl, and the sound spread to the four fields.

An abrupt black shadow rushed towards him, knocking him to a stagger.

"Click......

There is gravel rolling down at your feet.

But at some point, he walked to the corner of Huaqing Palace, next to an open-air hot spring.

"Knock ......" a sharp pain in the back of his head.

Zhang Changzong's body shook a few times, his eyes rolled white, and he fell into the hot spring pool.

After entering the water for a long time, he began to struggle violently, but his body was sluggish, and it was difficult to get up, and he slowly sank.

After a long time, it floated again.

"Turn him over, he should, no face to see the sky, no face to see people"

On the high rockery not far away, Shangguan Wan'er stood with her hands in her hands, the cold wind blowing, and her robe was hunting.

Late at night, not until midnight.

Chang'an magnates Zhu Men, each keeping the New Year, singing and dancing endlessly.

The same is true of Princess Yiyang's Mansion, outside, there is not the slightest abnormality.

However, there is a world of exception in the vast mansion.

Princess Yiyang was surprised to see that outside the main hall, in the wide courtyard, there were people slowly walking out from all directions, and she hugged her grandson in her arms and looked at Quan Ce uneasily.

"Mother, don't worry, it's the child who is waiting for the arrival," Quan Ce patted his mother's hand to soothe.

Quan Yi, Wang Miao and the others didn't know what to do, frowning.

The rest of the family, young and old, have seen them to a greater or lesser extent.

Behind the dragon arhats, there are eighteen arhats under his command, jade slaves and incense slaves, there are dozens of people behind him, dressed differently, their eyes are shining, they are all wingless bird spy elites, and finally the flower slave is with a hundred green-clothed maids, each based on a corner, full of spreads, only the wide passage in the middle is vacated.

Quan Zhong, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared, he bowed his waist slightly, and slowly retreated, leading the way for a group of more than 100 shadowy people.

"Thank you......" Princess Taiping lost her voice and shouted a word, and then stopped abruptly.

She is ice and snow smart, immersed in the power and magic battle for a long time, this period of time, the power of the court and underground, many endless instructions, at this moment have the answer.

The Jedi and the astrologers left the table, and carried out a table with a lyre on it, lying in a gloomy place.

The two of them stood on the left and right, holding their hands in their hands, looking solemnly at the visitors.

Quan Ce slowly stood up and walked forward to greet his loyal heroes and his wayward woman.