The Temple of Nourishing the Heart

The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung next to the shark silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas. The couch is set up with a green jade incense pillow, covered with soft silkworm ice sticks, and stacked with jade belts. There is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon.

The brocade tent is soft, the faint candle flame, the horizontal bone jade muscle fragrance, and the spring light in the room.

Outside the dormitory, the night breeze was slow, and the two great masters with crane hair and childish faces quietly melted into the deep night, dutifully guarding and guarding, and were not affected in the slightest.

"Ah...... Your Majesty, it hurts! Help~!"

A round of clouds and rain was short, and suddenly a terrifying scream with despair resounded in the palace, and those palace people and guards who kept vigil at night, even if they were used to it, could not help but shudder for a while.

In the middle of the night, the door of the temple was smashed open by a violent momentum, followed by a male body with mottled scars, like a broken puppet doll was thrown to the ground, only to see that he was a wolf, his eyes bulged violently, and his whole body was like a dry leech curled up strangely, and it was clear that he had already lost his breath.

The two eunuchs of the deep palace were beating like drums, with a white face, and hurriedly stepped forward to drag the body away.

Then a man stepped out of the hall, dressed in a black curl with crimson yarn rolling around him, wrapped around his waist and dragging his back in an arc to the ground, his front covered with a messy deep coat.

The wide cloud sleeves are also trimmed with crimson gauze, and the silver and red silk threads are intertwined with the ancient embroidery of phoenix birds. The long hair was scattered like a waterfall, and a thin silver chain circled the forehead, and a tear-shaped blood diamond hung down.

At this moment, there was no trace of blood on his handsome face, only the red blood on the side of his mouth, which seeped like a ghost in the night when light and dark were difficult to distinguish.

"Your Majesty. Outside the palace gate, there were two rows of inner palace guards kneeling respectfully, and it was vaguely obvious that they were all nervous, and they strongly suppressed the trembling amplitude of their bodies.

The two great grandmasters looked at each other with a sparkle of light, and they also bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, do you need to summon the servants again?"

They knew that His Majesty was practicing the "Blood Bathing Demon Skill", which was extremely yin in nature, so every night they needed the most vigorous boys to suck the blood in their bodies when the blood in their bodies was the most boiling, so that they could practice this peerless magic skill.

Although this technique is yin, it has made Emperor Yongle leap into a generation of peerless masters at the age of sixteen, and few people in the world can defeat his "bloody demon skill".

Emperor Yongle - Jin Changgong narrowed his long eyelashes gloomily, licked the blood on his lips viciously, and said, "No, the prey I have been thinking about for a long time, it's time to 'eat and dismantle'." ”

Rouyi Palace

The most luxurious palace of the Jin Imperial Palace, the mica fairy folding flower interstitial screen that falls to the sky, the cloud top sandalwood in the dormitory is the beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, and the fan gold is the pillar base.

The ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled into the lotus, the flowers become the appearance of a five-stemmed lotus, the petals are fresh and exquisite, even the stamens are delicate and recognizable, and the barefoot step is only felt warm and moist, it is actually chiseled with the warm jade of Lantian, straight as the jade lotus is born step by step.

This is a prison hall specially built by Emperor Yongle for the golden house, and the person imprisoned is the three princes of a small country - the moon country.

He especially remembered that on the twenty-third day of the first month of the third year of Yongle, the war broke out between the Jin State and the Wuyue State.

The sound of wind and rain spreads wolf smoke and beacon fire. The blood-stained battle flag moved in the sky and the earth, and the air penetrated Changhong, the sun and the moon were terrified. Yin Yin's black soil is sprinkled with red, Jin Ge's iron horse, life and death are boundless.

This war is extremely fierce, and the two sides are fighting to the death, which can be called thrilling! The battlefield is full of corpses, which makes people tremble and be frightened.

Emperor Yongle was thirsty for killing, and the cause of the war was only because he took a fancy to the envoys when he was in the court, and the emperor of the Wuyue Kingdom refused to hand over people, so he was angry, and he took the iron horse of the Jin State to directly crush the entire Wuyue Kingdom.

After capturing the imperial city, he slaughtered the emperor's head and hung it on the city tower to show the public, and that night, Wen Ren Changkong was forced to sleep, he endured full of hatred, pretended to be happy, but in fact he carried a sharp blade, ready to assassinate him when he was unprepared.

But he didn't expect that Emperor Yongle's martial arts were peerless, and he didn't hurt him at all, but he was captured by the imperial guards. At this point, Emperor Yongle was furious and ordered people to trap the people of the entire imperial city in the city and slaughter the city.

The people of the Wuyue Kingdom were angry and insulting, but he ordered their teeth to be broken, and the people of the royal family were angry, even if they were crushed teeth, they also scolded, and the blood in the mouth spurted towards the dragon robe of Emperor Yongle.

Emperor Yongle was so angry that he once again ordered all the Wenren clan to be skinned, covered with grass, and shackled around the city to play. After Emperor Yongle lost his fun, he ordered the entire Moonless Palace to be burned, and the Moonless Kingdom never existed again.

On the day of his death, he was imprisoned by Emperor Yongle in this luxurious and cold palace, and he was wearing a dark pattern of openwork cloud goose pattern brocade wide and blue neckline cardigan, without a strand inside.

Just because this is more convenient for Emperor Yongle to come every night and wantonly play with him and fiddle with him. He hated himself as a noble prince, but he was reduced to the confinement of the man now, and he was so painful that he wanted to hit his head to death several times.

However, the lives of his relatives in the royal family were all in the hands of Emperor Yongle, and every time he thought that if he died, Emperor Yongle would do to them the heinous cruel methods that made people fall into an ice cellar, he was terrified and desperate.

Emperor Yongle came to the Rouyi Palace, looked at the bright lights inside, and smiled with a handsome face that was malicious and distorted, like a hungry wolf hunting, bloody and obscene.

Shang Mo approached, a eunuch who came to pick up the car in a panic, because he ran too quickly, he stumbled, and actually bumped into Emperor Yongle, at that moment, his heart seemed to be violent, he felt the breath of death, his eyes widened in horror, and the word in his throat Shang Mo had time to shout, and his head was split, and he sprinkled the blood of the ground.

Emperor Yongle's eyes were as heavy as black ink, only endless color without a trace of light, he looked at the people who were locked in the corner of the bed, curled up in a ball, his face as white as paper, and grinned, the white Sensen's teeth were like a beast devouring flesh and bones, so terrifying.

Smelling people in the sky is really afraid of Emperor Yongle, a mad maniac, as if he can't live if he doesn't kill people for a day and doesn't smell blood, you see in him that it can only be a dark, rotten and restless heart.

"Beauty, don't be afraid, I will take good care of you, tonight...... It's going to be 'fun'. "That bloody hand stretched out to smell the delicate skin of the long blank wall, it was so enchanting and moving, like the opposition between light and darkness, and it was so forbidden that it made people want to move.

Wen Ren Changkong felt that the hand, touching his skin, crispy, cold like a soft poisonous snake, made him feel a kind of horror and disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Why, why won't you let me go!" Wen Ren gasped for air, trying to suppress the despair and fear in his heart.

Emperor Yongle's pupils were cloudy and crimson, he pinched Wenren Changkong, and said with a cruel smile: "If you want to blame, blame you for being born so much like him, I have no choice but to let you replace him and become my plaything, hahaha~"

Listening to Emperor Yongle's dirty words, Wen Renchangkong's heart trembled, his pale lips trembled into words, and he said, "You, do you want to force me to death?"

"Die, do you think you can die so easily?" When Emperor Yongle heard that he was going to seek death, he directly scraped it with a palm "snap", and hit the people who fell to the ground in the air.

On the second day, the eunuch who packed up the sheets saw that he had no skin on his body, and the white gorgeous sheets dyed red were all trembling, and finally he trembled and retreated with his legs trembling.

Emperor Yongle was violent and murderous. And he never knew how to forbear, in addition to liking to kill people for fun, his biggest hobby is to play with male pets and abuse women.

Emperor Yongle hated women, this is a well-known thing in the entire Jin country!

"It seems that Emperor Yongle is really crazy, and under the hostility of the four ring powers, he raised troops to crusade against a small country, causing life and money, just to bring back a male pet. "In the harem of the imperial courtyard, at the place of Zizhu Miaomiao, four stunning men sat at the table, drinking tea and playing chess.

Xue is colorless, is one of the beautiful men who contributed to Liguo, is the second son of Concubine Liguo, both "posture and quality", amazing beauty, and good at playing the jade flute, can sing and dance, quite favored by Emperor Yongle.

The man seated in the north was dressed in a hibiscus-colored wide-sleeved blouse made of mystical silk brocade, and was once famous in Kyoto for a genius strategist, Ren Jinyuki.

"Didn't you notice that he looked a little like that person?"

I think that the phenomenon of Emperor Yongle's indiscriminate killing is becoming more and more serious, only the male pet and a palace girl have fornication, exposing each other, implicating each other, inside and outside the palace, up and down, male waiters and mother's family, relatives and friends, and 4,200 people have been killed!

He even had to slaughter all the palace maids in the palace, Lian couldn't bear it, and took the initiative to ask, but was forced to accept the joy in a very humiliating state for three days, so as to save the next batch of palace maids, and then replace them with a group of eunuchs who were all in the palace.

"Hehe~ Emperor Yongle, who is so ruthless and murderous, even knows how to have a lover since ancient times, hahaha~ It's a pity that he can't get his wish in this life, that person can't touch it, and he doesn't dare to touch it, haha......" A charming man like a butterfly in the West laughed happily.

Huarong's bun is on top of a blooming "concubine drunk" peony, the flowers are as bright as fire, and the petals of the double petals are flushed with a golden red luster, clustered like red clouds, charming and beautiful, and the black bun seems to be overflowing.

"Beauty is like poison, I hope that the three princes who smell people are like the poison of the poppy, let him invade the bone marrow, and then let him taste the most painful and extreme death in the world!"

The man in the south was dressed in a soft and light sunset purple cardigan, and a few light-colored irises with lingering branches and leaves were embroidered on the neckline, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of smoke. His face was expressionless, but his voice revealed a hatred that went deep into his bones.

They are one of the few male attendants who did not die and found out about some of the secret affairs of Emperor Yongle, and they were also the four most favored.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!