Thinking about the experience a few years ago, Zhao Pu has a feeling of dreaming.

Back at the palace, it's time for another day's work. The emperor is essentially an otaku, living in the palace, motionless, eating delicious food, living in the most gorgeous palace, enjoying the highest honor, and sleeping with a group of the most beautiful women in the world, which was originally the life of the gods in the world.

It's just that many times, Zhao Pu can't be happy.

In a way, the palace is also a cage.

In the world, there are two kinds of cages, which hold two kinds of prisoners, one kind of prisoner, who is released and imprisoned in the prison, unable to eat, sleep warmly, and have no precarious day, which may lead to disease and death because the environment is too poor; Or they may have their heads cut off after the autumn, or they may offend the cell boss and jailer and be killed in prison.

There is also a kind of prison where the heart is relaxed, the beautiful food relaxes the vigilance, the beautiful woman wears the firm will, the splendid palace forgets the ambition, and the compliment of the people forgets the goal. In this way, under the continuous blows of beautiful houses, food, beauties, reputation, etc., it completely sank.

In the world, there is no shortage of emperors with great talents, but most of them are addicted to pleasure and pleasure, indulged in beauty, their will is worn out, they become weak, and they hand over the power to their relatives, to their favorite ministers, or to eunuchs, or concubines, so that the power is out of their hands for a long time, resulting in the decline of the state, or the destruction of the country, or the extinction of the clan, or the death of no place to be buried.

Fame and fortune are the cages in which kings imprison their courtiers; And the palace is a cage that imprisons the emperor.

How many emperors have been trapped alive by the palace.

Drunk, dreaming of death!

Since becoming an emperor, especially living in the palace. Enjoying the beauties, Zhao Pu fell unconsciously.

Until the dead of night, a cool breeze blows. Looking at the dark night outside the window, Zhao Pucai found a trace of his true self, a trace of his life goal and ambition.

"Your Majesty, which nobleman's palace will you go to tonight?" The eunuch on the side asked.

"I don't know what to do!" Zhao Pu was at a loss in his heart.

Today, there are two or three hundred women of all grades in the palace. Most of them are outstanding.

And Zhao Pu also tasted some women's tastes, which are indeed beautiful. It's just that after the beautiful woman ate it, she quickly forgot about it. Many women don't even remember their names. It seems that there are too many women who have slept through, and vaguely, Zhao Pu has a trace of aesthetic fatigue.

"Your Majesty, this is the album!" Then. The eunuch obediently sent a picture album.

on the album. There are all kinds of beautiful women painted, and most of them are the faces of the beauties in the palace.

The emperor's energy is limited, so he naturally has no time to go to the harem to select beauties one by one. The only way to do this is to use an artist to roughly draw a woman's appearance and then choose from them.

This is a big drawback, some palace women will bribe painters to paint themselves more beautifully; And some of the palace women have no money. Naturally, he couldn't afford to bribe the painter, and the painter painted ugly. Historically. Zhaojun bribed the painter because he had no money, and as a result, the harem was snubbed.

There are great drawbacks to choosing beauties in the album, and there are often times when the reality is not as good as in the painting.

However, it can only be improvised.

Looking at the beautiful women's picture album, admiring the beautiful faces, and at the same time looking at the lines of small characters under the pages, which introduce the origins, origins, preferences and so on of each woman.

At this time, Zhao Pu's eyes were fixed on a woman.

"Xuan'er!"

"By the way, Xuan'er is her stage name. Li Xuan'er is her real name! ”

Looking at a picture of a beautiful woman, the memories of the past are like a tide, awakening again.

That year, Zhao Pu led his troops to fight in Hedong, died nine times, and went to the Daimyo's Mansion for a short rest. At that time, Zhao Pu was panicking, worried about his future fate, and had the intention to kill the thief, but he was unable to return to the sky. met Xuan'er, Xuan'er at that time was peerless, not inferior to seeing any woman.

That night, feeling Xuan'er's tragic fate, and then thinking of his own fate, Zhao Pu and Xuan'er had a one-night relationship.

It's just that after an overnight relationship, Zhao Pu quickly forgot about this woman.

He has a lot to do, and he has no leisure for men and women.

If not, looking at the album tonight and accidentally seeing this portrait, Zhao Pu almost forgot about this woman.

Sitting in a carriage, Zhao Pu walked towards a palace.

"The emperor is driving to one by one," the eunuch outside the palace sang loudly.

"The concubine visits the emperor!"

In a panic, a woman dressed in green came out.

"Raise your head!" Zhao Pu said.

The woman in green raised her head, it was the former Oiran Xuan'er, today's beauty Li Xuan'er.

At this time, Li Xuan'er is still beautiful and gorgeous.

Entering the palace, Zhao Pu sat down casually, while Li Xuan'er looked nervous and a little overwhelmed.

"Are you okay all these years?" Zhao Pu asked.

"The concubine is very good!" Li Xuan'er gave a salute, her expression was a little nervous, and there seemed to be some tears in her eyes.

A few years ago, she was just an Oiran, seemingly noble, but in fact she was just a plaything. At that time, she met Zhao Pu, a strange man of the generation. At that time, Zhao Pu looked sad, with the atmosphere of worrying about the country and the people, which fascinated her, and the first time to give such a strange man was the greatest happiness for an oiran like them.

After that night, Zhao Pu led his army on an expedition until he became emperor later.

The distance between the two is getting farther and farther away, one is like the sun in the sky, and the other is just flowers on the ground.

Later, she was taken to the city of Hangzhou.

Later, she was brought to the palace and named Beauty.

Originally, she was from a lowly background, and with her identity, she could not enter the palace. It's just that the high-ranking official sent her to the palace in order to cater to the emperor. At that time, her greatest wish was to be favored by the emperor and get the joy of the night.

It's a pity that the emperor stays outside the palace most of the time.

Even if he returned to the palace, he was mostly in those favorite concubines' palaces.

And this night, the emperor actually came, Li Xuan'er only felt extremely happy and a little overwhelmed.

"Sit down!"

"Yes!" Li Xuan'er sat on the chair at this time.

Xiao Ruoxi said: "I want you to accompany me tonight."

Li Xuan'er's heartstrings trembled violently, as if she realized what was about to happen. Said shyly: "The concubine immediately ordered her subordinates to prepare......"

After a while, some simple food was prepared.

"All these years. How are you doing? Zhao Pu took a sip of wine and asked.

"The concubine is doing well!"

"Don't be so restrained, what to say. When I get to the boudoir, I'm no longer an emperor, and you're no longer a beauty, we're just a couple of men and women, saying something happy! Zhao Pu said.

"Concubines. It's okay to ......" said, Li Xuan'er told her experience over the years, and also talked about her youth. Or some things in the Qing* Building, talking and talking, talking about things in the palace.

And Zhao Pu listened while drinking wine. Also immersed in the storyline.

These things that Li Xuan'er told about. There are not too many highlights, mostly trivial things in life, and the life experiences of some low-level people, but Zhao Pu listened with great interest.

At the beginning, Li Xuan'er still had some scruples, but as the emperor continued to pour wine, Li Xuan'er's head was also confused, and that trace of scruples was gradually forgotten. Speaking passionately, more and more devoted.

"Your Majesty. How are you doing? ”

"That's it, right?" As he spoke, Zhao Pu began to tell the story of his youthful experience.

That's it, you talk, I said, and the two of them gradually became a little confused.

A smile flashed on Zhao Pu's lips, looking eagerly at the woman in front of him, admiring it up and down, Li Xuan'er after being drunk was a little less dignified, a little more pungent, arrogant, and only felt another unique beauty.

Her eyes are drunk and hazy, her long hair is as black as clouds, her skin is as white as snow, and her figure is graceful and slender. The pointed face is beautiful, and the beautiful eyes are longing. The expression seems to be incomprehensible, and it seems to be flattering and affectionate, happy and hateful, and extraordinarily tempting, and can not lightly maneuver men's desires.

Under the emperor's undisguised hot gaze, Li Xuan'er was uncomfortably uncomfortable, two red clouds flew up on her pink face, her head was lowered, her snake waist twisted, and she called out shyly: "Your Majesty...... Go on......"

"Let's go to sleep!"

"Concubine, change clothes for the emperor!"

It's just that he was talking about changing clothes, but Li Xuan'er couldn't stand steadily, and fell into Zhao Pu's arms.

"Flowers can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches. The future is unpredictable, and it is calm to grasp the present! Zhao Pu muttered, "Go to sleep!" ”

Zhao Pu licked his lips, hugged the beauty in his arms, like a treasure, and put it on the bed. At this time, the long skirt rolled up, revealing the round and straight beautiful legs, and the two lumps of buttocks wrapped in snow-white bottoms, I only felt that the beauty in front of me was very moving, my heart was beating faster, and I suddenly had a strong desire, wanting to press her under her and ravage her fiercely.

In the dim light, Li Xuan'er presents a perfect and charming curve.

Suddenly, I remembered "Drunken Beauty":

Suddenly, I thought of "The Drunken Concubine" again;

Suddenly, there was a sense of unreality, that all this was just a dream, and that when I woke up, everything would disappear.

Zhao Pu leaned down and kissed the beauty.

Li Xuan'er raised her head, and when she was in a trance, there was already a tender little tongue in her mouth, and she was unconsciously emotional, enjoying the experience.

Thinking about it, Zhao Puzhi felt that the palm of his hand was soft again, just pushing on a ball of plump tender meat.

The beautiful woman in her arms groaned, and suddenly a strong force struck, and she didn't know where she got the strength, so she directly pressed Zhao Pu on the bed.

Li Xuan'er, who was spewing wine, had a misty look in her eyes, her mind was a little confused, her delicate body was burning like a fire, and she separated her two beautiful legs and rode on Zhao Pu. After Zhao Pu took a deep breath, his intuitive lower body, a burst of stimulation, immediately stood up.

"I'm going to be on it!" Li Xuan'er muttered, there is no trace of ladylike, elegant, and some are just wild returns.

Li Xuan'er's face turned even redder, gasping for breath, she stretched out her slender hand, untied the man's belt, and held the hard.

Being held by the soft slender hand, Zhao Pu snorted extremely comfortably, and violently hugged the beauty in his arms and pressed it under him. After a coquettish shout, Li Xuan'er was dissatisfied: "This girl, you have to be above, you have to be above!" ”

"This time, I'm above; Next time, you're below! Zhao Pu bargained.

"No way!"

"If it doesn't work, it has to work!" Zhao Pu lost his mind a little, separated the legs of the beautiful woman under him, rolled up the long skirt that was in the way, stared at the full part between her legs, and then impatiently pushed the snow-white bottoms that were in the way aside.

A thrilling moan was followed by the sound of a man's heavy breathing.

I don't know how long it took for the room to be calm again.

Zhao Pu only felt that the pores of his whole body were stretched, and he reminisced about the pleasant feeling after venting.

Li Xuan'er, who was lying on the bed, was also paralyzed, and the two of them were still tightly connected.

Zhao Pu had just moved, and Li Xuan'er was already dissatisfied with her moaning: "No, I want to be on top, this time it's time for this girl!" ”

"Okay, you're on it this time!" Zhao Pu counts when he speaks.

Soon, Zhao Pu regained his energy, and Tian Fang also recovered a little. The bed shook violently again, and the plump snow-white female body in front of him pressed on him, feeling the feeling of being a human being.

Finally, when the clouds and rain stopped, Li Xuan'er, who had come back to his senses first, was scattered and lying in Zhao Pu's arms, like a kitten, and there was no longer the trace of arrogance and madness just now.

Recalling Li Xuan'er's coquettish moaning and begging for mercy just now, Zhao Pu's heart fluttered, and he shuddered unconsciously.

Tonight he was tired, lay down on the soft bed, and gradually fell asleep.

…………

In the joy of Zhao Pu's fish and water, the moment of reliving the old love, and thousands of miles away, a poet is composing a poem.

It is the former Daojun Emperor, and today's Dude Gong.

Li Yu is the second, a generation of deceased monarchs Song Huizong.

"My son has won another big victory, and he will form an alliance with Goryeo, and use Shandong and Goryeo as the base point to jointly attack Youyun and Liaodong. The situation is more and more favorable to the Song Dynasty, but what is my fate? Song Huizong lamented, a little hesitant about his fate. (To be continued......)