"Get out, get out!" Jing Er's angry roar echoed in the Chengming Palace, and the sleek Mei Ji jumped up from the couch and ran out like a rabbit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Ke had just taken two steps when a sharp blade pierced through his snow-white plump chest. The strength in his body seemed to disappear in an instant, and his legs fell to the ground as soon as he went limp. With big eyes, staring desperately at the man who had just praised him.

"Still won't work!" Jing Er drew his long sword, but found that it was caught by bones and couldn't pull it out at all. In the atmosphere, he kicked Mei Ji again in the lower body, then the second kick, and then the third kick...... Until the people on the ground no longer scream and no longer move their positions. The little chamberlain just poked his head out, and hurriedly retracted his neck. This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened in Chengming Palace. Just take someone to carry the body away in a while!

"Still won't work...... Jing Er vented his anger endlessly, and there seemed to be a fire in his chest. He longed to extinguish the fire with a woman, but he couldn't do it...... Don't lift!

Today, this beauty was specially picked out by Zhao Gao, and her full figure is not like words. The eyebrows are also handsome, and they are rare beauties in Xianyang Palace. Jing Er was also very satisfied when he saw it, thinking that he might be able to regain his majesty, but he didn't expect that he would be as soft as a slug.

Mei Ji has become a dead Ji, and Jing Er feels that kicking people hurts a little in her feet. Reluctantly sat down on the bed, the bloody smell of the room made him feel even more irritable. After clapping his hands, several attendants came in, raised their hands and feet to move the body out. Behind him, the palace man with a copper basin wiped the blood on the ground with a cloth towel. Soon, the blood stains were wiped dry. After the palace people lit benzoin, they withdrew. No one wants to serve a raging beast at this time. In the minds of these palace people, Jing Er is a fierce beast, and it is also a man-eating beast.

This month, the harem has sent six beautiful women, and none of them have been able to get out of the Chengming Hall alive. These Meiji died silently, and no one dared to talk more, because everyone had to live. Maybe the flowers and plants in the Imperial Garden will grow well next year, those flowers are actually eating people, and the more people who eat them, the more delicate they will become.

Lying on the bed, Jing Er couldn't sleep at all. The injury is healed, but he really can't be a woman again. If a man doesn't have the two taels of meat under his crotch, can he still be called a man? At this moment, Jing Er thought of Zhao Gao, no matter how powerful Zhao Gao was, he was still a lowly slave. Whenever Jing Er saw the eyes of the court officials looking at Zhao Gao, he felt that everyone looked at him like this.

Ever since he found out that he couldn't be a woman, Jing Er felt that life was bleak. I used to be full of motivation in everything I did, but now I feel bored in what I do. What if you are beautiful and picturesque, you will never be able to accomplish what a normal man does. What is the purpose of fighting like this in this life? Rights, Status...... If he could exchange it, Jing Er would definitely immediately turn into a farmer hoeing the land, and he would also restore his majesty as a man.

Jing Er's eyes widened in the dark, looking directly at the top of the bed. There was no sound, and there was no sleep. It's just that the round eyes are full of grievance, sorrow and unwillingness.

Someone came over in the darkness and whispered: "King, it's time to go to court!" ”

Today is the Great Pilgrimage, and today is going to be a pilgrimage no matter what. Changping Jun ran away, and many major matters in the court had to be handled by Jing Er himself. There are many people who are quite prime ministers, but Jing Er doesn't like any of them. His favorite is Gongsun Long, but that guy always likes to hide in the apse of Chengming Palace, but he doesn't want to come to the front desk and stand on the court openly. Jing Er knew that he was avoiding suspicion, but he really trusted Gongsun Long.

I don't want to move today, I don't want to move at all. Jing Er's eyes were right, as if he was talking to the air: "Today is a day, it's uncomfortable to be alone!" ”

"Whoa!" The little chamberlain immediately retreated, at this time he didn't want to upset Jing Er, the last guy who did this had already been chopped up and fed to the dog.

I don't know how long it took, but the little chamberlain came in again. He had to come in, for when it was time for breakfast, he did not dare not cry out, and it was also a capital offense to starve the king.

"King, breakfast ......!"

"Get out!" The angry voice came from afar, and the little chamberlain immediately rolled away. It is far better to be scolded than to be beaten with a rod, and in the past two months, the king has already killed more than a dozen chamberlains with a rod. Now the chamberlain beside the king is a high-risk profession, and it can be regarded as earning it all day. It is no wonder that several of the transferred chamberlains would rather commit suicide than come to the king's side to be on duty.

The apse of the Chengming Hall has no windows, and the huge candle mountain cannot penetrate a single ray of light because of the barrier of the curtain. Jing Er put himself in the darkness like this, and looked at the darkness in a daze, and his mind was empty.

A light came in, and Jing Er turned his head blankly. At this time, he dared to go to the Chengming Palace, and he dared to open his own curtain, which was definitely not an ordinary person. If it was an ordinary person, Jing Er wouldn't mind chopping this person up and feeding it to the dogs.

Two small chamberlains hung the curtain on the left and the right, and the soft candlelight reflected in. Gongsun Long's figure appeared at the head of the bed, and his backlit body looked very majestic, especially from Jing Er's perspective.

"Alright, you guys get out!" As soon as Gongsun Long waved his hand, the two little chamberlains bowed down and retreated.

"The king is still for that?" Gongsun Long said softly.

"Lone feels bored!" Jing Er glanced at Gongsun Long, and then took his eyes off Gongsun Long's body.

"Huh! Fifty years of life, 90,000 miles since then! How old is the king, how can he forget his original intention for a little thing about men and women. Such a great feat needs to be completed by the king, and the history of the Chinese nation must be created by the king. Think about the words of the history books of later generations, and the kings of all dynasties will look to the king as their ancestors. Think about it, the king can be compared with Yan Huang Yaoshun, do you still feel bored? Gongsun Long's halberd pointed at Jing Er, and Jing Er's body stiffened.

Looking at Gongsun Long with wide eyes, the person also sat up. Becoming a landlord who can be ranked with Yanhuang Yaoshun is a luxury that many emperors dream of. Could it really be that he can really be on a par with Yao Shun and as famous as Yan Huang?

"Is that true, sir?" Jing Er's eyes showed fanaticism.

"Naturally, looking at today, only the king can accomplish this feat." Gongsun Long's words are undoubted.

"Then let's start with eating!" Gongsun Long said with a smile on his face.

ps: Thank you to the third brother of the wolf soul, half dream, half awake and half alive, drunk and poured a cup, the reward! Thank you for your commuter pass! Break out today, it's about ten chapters! (To be continued.) )