Qinghou's beautiful eyes looked at Yuan Daoling with a hint of discoloration. ()

Yuan Daoling said cautiously: "Queen, there is a strange thing about this Han Mo, I don't know if the queen has ever heard of it?" ”

"What?"

Yuan Daoling hurriedly said: "When this Han Mo was born, he had an aphrogen, his right hand had three golden fingers, which were washed and wiped without fading, and the color became more and more intense. ”

Qinghou had a shallow smile on her lips: "I've heard people talk about this in this palace, how can I ...... Isn't this a folk joke? Is there really such a thing? ”

"It's not a folk rumor, but it's true." Yuan Daoling immediately said: "This Han Mo's right hand does have three golden fingers. ”

Qinghou frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Even if there are three golden fingers, so what?" ”

"When Poor Dao heard about this, he suspected that Han Mo was a golden-bodied man." Yuan Daoling said solemnly: "It's just that Han Mo is in Yan Country, and Poor Dao has never had a chance to see it. This time he came to Qingguo, and at the reception banquet set up by his uncle, Poor Dao finally saw this legendary man with three golden fingers. Speaking of this, he glanced at Qinghou cautiously before continuing: "At the banquet, Poor Dao has carefully observed Han Mo, it is the image of the golden body, coupled with his strange golden fingers, Poor Dao is sure that Han Mo must be a rare golden-body man, and it is also the necessary medicinal material for refining the golden pill of immortality!" ”

Qinghou saw Yuan Daoling's solemn expression, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

It is undeniable that Qinghou's wisdom and scheming are definitely first-class masters, but she believes in this kind of mystical technique.

After all, this is an era of believing in gods, being in a high position, and thinking about the pursuit of immortality and eternal life, even a peerless figure like Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng is also superstitious about immortality, but it is also difficult to avoid Qinghou.

"Poor Dao has always wanted to refine the golden pill of immortality in his heart, and he looks forward to the thousands of worlds of the saint and the queen's mother, blessing the people of the world." Yuan Daoling said respectfully: "When I found out that Han Mo was a golden-bodied man that day, I was ecstatic, just thinking about getting his pure yang blood, so that I could refine the golden pill of immortality as soon as possible." But...... But Poor Dao couldn't think of any other way to get Han Mo's blood, so he could only ...... This is the only way to make this decision, and this is all to be loyal to the queen. If the queen wants to be punished, the poor man is willing to accept all the consequences! ”

Qinghou stared at Yuan Daoling with beautiful eyes, and after a while, he said lightly: "Come on, palm mouth!" ”

Behind her, two palace maids in Tsing Yi immediately went up, and took out the palm mouth plate from her waist, which was made of green bamboo, although it was very exquisitely made, but the whipping was painful in the flesh and skin.

This kind of board is used to punish the maids or flower slaves in the palace.

Yuan Daoling was stunned for a moment, then fell to the ground, and said in horror: "The queen spares her life, the queen spares her life!" ”

The queen just picked up the chilled bird's nest again and took a small sip.

The two palace maids were obviously very expert in this matter, and walked up to Yuan Daoling, standing still on the left and right, holding the board in their hands, and looking at Yuan Daoling expressionlessly.

Yuan Daoling's forehead was sweating, but he could only raise his head and expose his face.

"Bang Bang!"

Although the strength of the two palace maids is not very great, the power of this board is really amazing, more than ten boards down, Yuan Daoling's entire mouth is already bloody, the skin is open, and even a few teeth have been knocked out.

When Empress Qing raised her hand and signaled the palace maid to stop, Yuan Daoling's mouth was already purple and black all around, and blood and saliva and snot were flowing down, which was extremely disgusting.

Yuan Daoling's face was distorted because of the pain, but he could only kneel upright, endure the pain, and did not dare to make the slightest movement.

Qinghou looked at Yuan Daoling, her expression was calm, and she said softly: "Chop first and then play...... Master Yuan, when did you learn to be loyal to the palace like this? ”

"Poor and guilty...... Poor road guilt ......! Yuan Daoling's mouth was swollen, a few teeth fell, and he spoke out of style, but he still kowtowed again and again, looking very frightened.

Qinghou sighed faintly: "Do you know, if this matter is known by others, you assassinate the deputy envoy of Yan State, you don't need my Qingguo people to do it, Yan Guo people will also cut you with a thousand knives!" ”

Yuan Daoling endured the pain and said, "Poor Dao...... Poor and loyal to the queen, but ...... Just thinking about refining the golden pill of immortality for the queen...... Although death is not afraid ......! ”

"That's it." Qinghou sighed: "Remember, you didn't do anything!" ”

Yuan Daoling knew what the queen meant, and kowtowed: "Poor Dao understands. Poor Dao has never done anything! ”

Qinghou waved his hand and motioned for Yuan Daoling to step back,

Yuan Daoling got up at this time, bowed down, and was about to retreat, when Qinghou suddenly remembered something and asked, "Without the blood of pure yang, how do you refine the golden pill?" ”

Yuan Daoling hurriedly said: "Back to the queen, it is to search all over the world, and the poor Dao will also find the blood of pure yang and refine the golden pill of immortality!" As he spoke, blood flowed from his mouth, and it was terrible.

After Qinghou's beautiful eyes flowed, her beautiful posture was charming, and she pondered for a moment before she asked softly: "The alchemy of pure yang blood is to integrate the blood of pure yang into the golden pill, and then take it with the golden pill, yes or no?" ”

Yuan Daoling bowed his body, not understanding why Qinghou suddenly asked this, and hurriedly replied: "That's right." There are no less than 100 kinds of medicinal materials required for the golden pill of immortality, each of which is to refine the essence of the medicinal materials, and then refine the gold into a pill! ”

Qinghou thought for a while, and asked again: "That pure yang blood is integrated into the golden pill, and in the end, it is naturally to take it!" ”

"Yes!"

Qinghou smiled charmingly and said, "The essence and blood of people are different from ordinary medicinal materials...... You don't necessarily have to go through the golden pill to take ......! Speaking of this, a strange look crossed Qinghou's eyes, and he said lightly: "You go down!" ”

Yuan Daoling only felt that Qinghou's last sentence was a little inexplicable, but he didn't dare to ask more, slowly retreated, walked out of the gate of Wanhua Palace, and immediately raised his arm and ran his bloody mouth with the sleeve of his robe.

……

Qinghou closed her eyes, leaned on the spring chair, her posture was elegant, her beautiful face was quiet and peaceful, as if she was thinking about something, and after a long time, her fair face was flushed.

Slowly opening her eyes, Qinghou finally said, "Bring her over!" ”

A moment later, two palace maids in Tsing Yi led a stunning beauty to Qinghou.

The beauty was only twenty-one or twelve years old, with a beautiful appearance, wearing a purple palace dress, a golden skirt, and a curly figure, exuding a natural charm under that beautiful appearance.

This woman's appearance is not much inferior to that of Qinghou, but it lacks the peerless wealth of Qinghou, and the faint mature charm between Qinghou's eyebrows.

But compared to other palace maids, it was many times better.

The beauty came to Qinghou, looking at Qinghou in the spring chair, a pair of autumn-like eyes were full of horror at this time, like a frightened rabbit, two steps forward, then knelt on the ground, the flower was discolored, and said in a trembling voice: "Slave maid see...... See the Queen! ”

Qinghou looked at the beauty, showed a gentle smile, raised her jade arm, beckoned gently, and said softly: "Come, come to the palace!" ”

The beauty raised her head, her pretty face was a little pale, looking at Qinghou's gentle smile, the horror in her eyes was even stronger, and when she saw Qinghou beckoning, she knelt on the ground and climbed to Qinghou's feet.

Qinghou leaned forward, looked at the beauty gently, and said softly, "Raise your head!" ”

The beauty raised her head obediently, with natural flattering eyes, but at this moment, she was more frightened, looking pitiful, and there was a hint of pleading in the depths of her eyes.

Qinghou stretched out a jade finger, held the beauty's cheeks, and carefully looked at the beauty's face, the slender eyebrows, the autumn water-like eyes, the jade-like little nose, the ruddy and plump lips, and the tender skin ...... that was dripping water!

"Sure enough, it's a beauty." Qinghou smiled lightly, "They are all saying that there is a big beauty in the palace, and this palace has never believed it, but when I saw it today, I knew that there was indeed a pearl in this palace...... Even when this palace sees your beautiful skin, I feel sorry for you! ”

The beauty's body trembled slightly, and her voice trembled even more: "The queen is the ...... It's the palace...... is the most beautiful person in the palace...... No, no, no, yes...... He is the most beautiful person in the world. It is the fairy of heaven who descends to earth, the slave and the maid...... Slaves and maids are just ...... dust! ”

"Dust?" Keigo chuckled, her fingers lightly brushing the beauty's red lips and gently stroking her face, "How can there be such beautiful dust and mud in the world?" If you are just mud on the side of the road, how can the Holy One favor you for five days in a row? ”

The beauty's face was even paler.

"They all say that not only are you beautiful, but you will also please the saint in bed." Qinghou withdrew his hand, leaned back in the chair, and looked at the beauty lightly, "There are three thousand beauties in the harem, which one doesn't want to be favored by the saint?" You are currying favor with the saint in bed, and this palace does not blame you, but...... The other concubines in the palace were very dissatisfied with this. As the queen, this palace dominates the harem, and everything must be done by serving the public, don't you say? ”

"Yes......!" The beauty didn't dare to move, and lowered her head: "But...... But it's not the slaves who want it...... Keep the Holy One, right...... It is the Holy One who wants to summon the slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids...... Slaves and maids can only serve with all their hearts! ”

Qinghou sighed faintly and said: "The holy dragon body has always been poor, and this palace has also instructed you not to worry too much when serving the saint, lest the saint hurt the dragon body." But in the past few days, the palace doesn't know what method you have used, and the saint has been sleepless all night long. Luan poured. Feng ...... It is said that there is no peace in the daytime, and if you do this, it will consume the body of the holy dragon, which is a capital sin. She smiled lightly and looked at the trembling beauty, "Do you know that two days ago, the Holy Lord summoned the envoys of the Yan Kingdom, and they fell asleep on the Golden Palace because they were tired. ”

The beauty lay on the ground and said in a loud voice: "The queen spares her life, the queen spares her life!" ”

"If you don't die, and the Holy One will call you up, then what do you say?" Qinghou said quietly: "If you don't die, the mind of the saint will not be put on the other concubines, and how can others bear the rain and dew of the saint?" If this is the case, the harem concubines will inevitably have complaints in their hearts, and perhaps many people have already blamed the palace in their hearts...... If the main palace does not deal with this matter, how can it dominate the harem...... If you don't die, the harem will be restless...... Hey, Yan'er, come on, what should I do in this palace? ”

At this moment, a palace maid in Tsing Yi came up next to her, half-squatting beside Yan'er, holding a jade plate in her hand, but inside was a newly brought iced bird's nest.

"This is given to you by this palace!" Keigo got up from her chair a little tiredly and sighed softly, "When you're done, drink it!" Without saying a word, surrounded by several palace maids, he left slowly.

Na Yan'er looked at the chilled bird's nest, her face was pale, and in her beautiful eyes, her pupils contracted, and she finally said heartbreakingly: "Don't ......!" ”

As soon as her voice shouted, behind her was a palace maid in Tsing Yi, who was quick with her hands and feet, and put a white silk on Yan'er's snow-white neck, when Yan'er was surprised, Bai Aya had contracted mercilessly, and the two palace maids behind her, one left and one right, pulled Bai Aya hard, and the white Aya strangled Yan'er's neck, Yan'er wanted to struggle, but she was difficult to breathe, dizzy, and weak, she raised her hand, wanted to grab something, but she didn't catch anything, only for a moment, the pink and tender arm hung down weakly.

A beautiful flower withered in an instant in the Palace of Ten Thousand Flowers!