The Han Emperor re-colored the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir.

It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side.

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

The spring cold baths Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy.

The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance.

The clouds and temples are swaying, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night.

The spring night is bitter and the day is short, and the king does not rise early.

There is no leisure for the Chenghuan banquet, and the spring is a special night from the spring outing.

There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one.

The golden house is dressed up as a delicate night, and the jade building feasts are drunk and spring.

Sisters and brothers are all in the land, and poor and glorious are born.

So the hearts of parents all over the world are not reborn male and female.

The high place of the Li Palace enters the green clouds, and the fairy music wind is heard everywhere.

Slow singing and dancing and condensing silk bamboo, the king of the day is not enough.

Yu Yang Mo came agitatedly, breaking the song of the neon clothes and feathers.

The nine-fold city is full of smoke and dust, and thousands of rides are traveling southwest.

Cuihua swayed and stopped, more than 100 miles out of the capital gate in the west.

The six armies were helpless, and they died before turning their eyebrows.

Hua Tian was uncollected, and Emerald Gorse scratched his head.

The king hid his face and could not be saved, looking back at the blood and tears and flowing in harmony.

Huang Ai is scattered and the wind is sluggish, and the cloud stack lingers in the Sword Pavilion.

There are few people under Emei Mountain, and the flag is thin without light.

The water of the Shu River is green, and the mountains are green, and the holy lord is in love with the morning and twilight.

The palace is sad when he sees the moon, and the night rain hears the sound of bell intestines breaking.

The world turned back to the dragon, and he couldn't go here.

In the mud under the slope of Ma Wei, there is no place for Yuyan to die.

The monarchs and ministers took care of each other's clothes, and looked east to the capital to return to the horses.

The return of the pond garden is still the same, and the liquid hibiscus is not Yangliu.

Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, how not to cry about this.

The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and when the leaves of the sycamore fall in the autumn rain.

There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red and do not sweep.

The disciple of Liyuan is white-haired and new, and the Jiaofang eunuch Qing'e is old.

The sunset hall is quiet, and the lonely lamp has not slept yet.

The bell and drum are long at night, and the stars are about to dawn.

The mandarin duck tile is cold and frosty, and the jade is cold.

After a long life and death, the soul has never come to dream.

Linqiong Taoist Hongdu Ke, can be sincere to the soul.

In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look diligently.

Empty and control the air like electricity, ascend to heaven and earth to seek it all over.

The upper poor blue falls down the yellow spring, and the two places are gone.

Suddenly, I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void.

The pavilion is exquisite, and there are many fairies among them.

There is a character that is too true, and the snow skin is uneven.

Jin Que West Chamber, knocking on the jade, transferred to the small jade report double.

Hearing that the Han family was made by the Son of Heaven, Jiuhua was terrified in his dream.

The clothes are pushed and the pillow is hovering, and the silver screen of beads and foil is opened.

The cloud bun is half new to sleep, and the corolla is not neat to come down.

The wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, like a neon dress and feather dance.

Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring.

Gazing at the king with affection, one farewell and two dim.

The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the sun and the moon are long in the Pengcai Palace.

Looking back at the world, I don't see Chang'an and see the dust and fog.

Only the old things will be affectionate, and the alloy hairpin will be sent.

The hairpin leaves a one-fold fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides the hairpin.

But the heart of the religion is like Jin Tianjian, and the heavens and the earth will meet.

Parting and re-sending the word, there is an oath in the word.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispered in the middle of the night.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

The days are long and the days are endless, and this hatred is endless.

In the morning, the rooster has crowed three times, Li Jiancheng is lying on the bed, the jade man next to him is still asleep, last night, Li Jiancheng continued to conquer Cao Yuyan's body, when he came out of Chang'an, Li Jiancheng left Zheng Wanzhen and Yang Yan in Chang'an, and he didn't have any other concubines, he had been banned for several months, Li Jiancheng asked himself if he was not a eunuch, he hadn't touched a woman for a few months, his body was really a little depressed, and Cao Yuyan's bright eyes and teeth, as well as the virgin breath on his daughter's body, There was also Cao Yuyan's unyielding strength at that time, which had already stimulated Li Jiancheng, thinking back to last night, with Cao Yuyan's madness, the trace of tears on Cao Yuyan's face, and the kiss marks on Ruyu's body and a bloodstain between Cao Yuyan's legs, as well as Cao Yuyan's desperate catering to Li Jiancheng, which made Li Jiancheng get a great sense of satisfaction, Li Jiancheng really wanted to stay on this bed forever, but as soon as this idea arose, the story of Tang Xuanzong and Yang Yuhuan in later generations poured into Li Jiancheng's heart, In the "Song of Long Hatred" written by Bai Juyi, Bai Juyi focused on writing that Yang Yuhuan was beautiful and moving, so that Tang Xuanzong Li Longji disregarded his identity as a daughter-in-law with Yang Yuhuan, and forcibly robbed his daughter-in-law to enter the palace as a concubine, and Yang Yuhuan's family also rose with the tide, not only Yang Guozhong, a distant relative of the Yang family, held seventeen positions, but later replaced Li Linfu to become the Tang Dynasty Prime Minister under one person in the Tang Empire, above 10,000 people, Yang Yuhuan's three sisters are even more indispensable, for the court officials to drink and drink, decide the rise and fall of officials, life and death, Wantonly accepted bribes, argued with the princess and princess, the slaves of the Yang family also whipped the princess and the concubine with whips, and even Tang Xuanzong Li Longji was submissive in front of Yang Yuhuan's three sisters, which made the people envious, and shouted vigorously - it is better to have a boy than a girl, it is useless to have a man, and a daughter can also accompany the county king to ensure that the whole family is rich. And Li Longji was a little slack about the affairs of the imperial court, after getting Yang Yuhuan, he was soaked in Yang Yuhuan's tender singing and dancing all day long, turning a blind eye to Li Tang's crisis, and waited until the news of An Lushan's rebellion in the Three Towns Festival reached Chang'an, and then sent people to recruit soldiers to quell the rebellion, and because he listened to the slander of the eunuch Bian Lingcheng, he killed the good generals Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi, so that An Lushan's rebels drove straight in, and finally Chang'an was endangered, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji was not allowed to take Yang Yuhuan to escape to the land of Bashu, and traveled to Maweipo on the way, The 60,000 troops accompanying the escort mutinied, first killed Yang Guozhong and Yang Yuhuan's three sisters, and forced Tang Xuanzong Li Longji to kill Yang Yuhuan, Li Longji had no choice, for his own life and power, he had to sacrifice Yang Yuhuan, and he continued to flee to Bashu, after arriving in Bashu, a Linqiong Taoist priest practice, with the shadow puppet deception to comfort Tang Xuanzong, and so on Tang Suzong recovered Chang'an, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji returned to Chang'an, In the Palace of Eternal Life, he was lonely in recalling the love with Yang Yuhuan, and ordered Gao Lishi to secretly bury Yang Yuhuan's bones, and finally Gao Lishi presented a silk pillow that Yang Yuhuan had used before, and it could not relieve Tang Xuanzong Li Longji's thoughts about Yang Guifei.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispered in the middle of the night. In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. The days are long and the days are endless, and this hatred is endless. Li Jiancheng was lying on the bed, chanting the last three sentences of the song of long hatred, and his heart was full of nostalgia and helplessness for the love of men and women - no, I can't learn from Emperor Tang Ming, and my women are not Yang Guifei, I don't know how many emperors in history have lost their Jiangshan Sheji, and have been said to be demonic foxes by those literati and scholars of the past dynasties, in fact, how can those women not be pitied? Thinking of this, Li Jiancheng gently removed one of Cao Yuyan's arms on his body, and slowly left from Cao Yuyan's side, the maid of the Cao family saw that Li Jiancheng woke up, and immediately stepped forward to change clothes for Li Jiancheng, but Li Jiancheng put his index finger to his mouth and motioned to the maids to tap, don't make a sound, wake up Cao Yuyan, and after he dressed lightly, he glanced at the bed again, and walked slowly to the door, when Li Jiancheng left, Cao Yuyan slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of satisfaction- She finally became the woman of His Royal Highness the Prince, and when her grandfather and family hoped that she would use her body to help the family win over Li Jiancheng, Cao Yuyan's heart was very dissatisfied. His aunt, several of his cousins and cousins, cousins and even his own mother are married by the mission of the family, and the fate of many people is very miserable, and their own mothers are the same, although when my father was alive, I was pampered by my mother in every way, but when I was less than three years old, my father was ill, and went down to the underworld, and my mother followed after my father left. In order to escape the same fate as his aunt, several of his cousins and cousins, cousins and even his own mother, he constantly tried every means to please and coquettish himself in front of his grandfather, and finally became a bargaining chip to curry favor with Li Jiancheng, at that moment, Cao Yuyan's heart was painful. Originally, according to Cao Yuyan's own calculations, after showing her rude and willful side in front of Li Jiancheng, and forcing Li Jiancheng to make a fool of herself, perhaps, Li Jiancheng would not have taken a fancy to herself, but who knew that after Li Jiancheng showed her talent, Cao Yuyan's heart was like a deer, and Peng Peng jumped straight. Before dancing on the altar, grandpa came to Cao Yuyan:

"Grandpa!"

"Yu Yan! Are you ready for this dance? ”

"Grandpa, Yu Yan has been practicing this dance for a long time, if you are not ready! I believe that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely feast his eyes today. Cao Anbao nodded:

"Hmmm! Yu Yan! Today, we not only want to feast His Royal Highness the Prince's eyes, but also His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

"Grandpa, what do you mean......" Cao Yuyan seemed to understand something in her heart? Cao Anbao didn't say anything more, and took out a sachet and a book.

"This sachet is an aphrodisiac herb, which you wear when you are by His Royal Highness the Prince's side, and this book is the "Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra" handed down in the Eastern Han Dynasty, you should hurry up and preview it, it will be useful when the time comes."

"Grandpa!" Cao Yuyan lowered her head a little shyly, and Cao Anbao touched Cao Yuyan's head:

"Yu Yan! It's not that grandpa doesn't pity you, it's just that you have to know that the sons and daughters of the family are the scenery in the eyes of the common people, but only we know the sadness and bitterness in it, I know that you have always had lingering feelings about your father and mother, but who wants you to be the daughter of the family! In order to achieve her goal, Cao Yuyan desperately catered to Li Jiancheng regardless of her physical discomfort. However, through Li Jiancheng's performance in the morning, Cao Yuyan felt that she had succeeded.