Sick King and Concubine

Chapter 31
"Looking at Jinping, the sun is shining, the spring is full, and the willows are wrapped around the waist. The lips are dark and vermilion, and there is fragrant sweat, rolling between the lips. It is dripping well, and I don’t know where I strayed. Dew drops of peonies."

The voice was soft and melodious, like a snake ant slowly moving up the spine, bit by bit drawing out the most dangerous desire in the heart.

In the quiet hall, there was only the occasional sound of sparks from the incense burner.

The singer slowly stepped out from behind the screen, naked like this, with fiery red lotuses painted all over his body, appearing in the empty hall like a fairy.

It was only when he heard that singing that only the most charming woman in the world could sing with such charm, but when he turned his head, he realized that the face was that of a man.His eyes were smiling, the corners of his mouth were smiling, even his eyebrows were smiling, but that smile floated on that extremely enchanting face, strange and charming.

He walked slowly step by step to the opposite side of the six-poster phoenix peony bed, then knelt down on his knees, and smiled affectionately: "Toffee."

On the opposite side of the luxurious big bed, a figure was lying on the soft satin, with a perfectly undulating figure looming.

The flames of the dragon and phoenix candles flickered, and the tassels on the bed could not cover the face of the person on the bed.This is a face that is so beautiful that it does not look like a real person. Every minute and every inch is exquisitely crafted. Even the most outstanding painter in the world cannot draw a stunning beauty.

She slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were looking forward, and she passed the enchanting figure of the man below, then stretched out her hand, pushed aside the tassel, gently touched the corner of the man's eye, and said with a smile: "Qing'er, your flower The lotus flower is well drawn."

When the concubine retracted her hand, the man suddenly raised the fire painting fan in his hand, and a blade suddenly appeared from the thin fan, and then, he used the blade to stick against himself The corner of the eye, everything!
With a "chi", blood spattered out.

As if nothing had happened, the man held the cheeks at the corners of his eyes, handed them to the concubine, and said softly: "I didn't expect the concubine to like Qing'er's face, it's Qing'er's honor. If the concubine doesn't despise this dirty The smell of blood, Qing'er will give it to you, the concubine."

The concubine laughed softly. When she laughed like this, the candlelight in the whole hall seemed to be frightened suddenly, and then shook, as if trembling because of the laughter.And her face, which looked like she was only in her twenties, only discovered the clusters of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she was smiling, telling everyone that the woman in front of her was no longer young.

She stretched out her slender hand, took that face, and rubbed it gently, her voice softened: "Qing'er, you are a good boy."

The man lowered his head and said: "In front of the concubine, Qing'er has always been obedient."

The concubine nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly set her gaze on his body, and said, "Qing'er, stand up and show me."

Qing'er stood up, and then showed off her almost perfect body generously.

The concubine narrowed her eyes slowly, and said with a smile, "Good boy, you look good."

Qing'er lowered his head and smiled, "Qing'er has been waiting to serve you, the concubine."

The concubine's gaze flickered, her smile froze, but she relaxed in the blink of an eye, and her tone of voice became cold in an instant: "Don't say this sentence again."

"Yes."

The concubine stood up from her bed, Qing'er immediately took out the purple gauze from the shelf next to her and put it on for her.

The concubine asked: "Who do you think will take over that woman's position?"

Qing'er said: "The imperial concubine relies on the Zhou family behind her. If you give the position to someone else, aren't you afraid that the Zhou family will defect?"

"Qing'er." The concubine looked at him with her head down gently, and said, "Do you think the Zhou family will still exist after tomorrow?"

Qing'er said in a low voice: "Qing'er doesn't understand."

"Don't understand?" The concubine suddenly raised her head, looked at the dark sky through the window, and smiled inexplicably, "I'm afraid no one in this world can understand."

Such fate, the legendary fate of the sky and the fate of the moon, who knows?

The cold night was silent.

Clear and thin fingers hold the ebony handle, the white lantern floats in the wind, and the luxuriant white light reflects the hand like a jade bone.

His clothes were white, his hands were white, and even the lantern he was carrying was white. Standing between the steep mountain walls, he let the wind blow, as if he was out of tune with this world.

Layer upon layer of forests rush into the corner of the eyes like sinking water, and the undulating black mountain peaks poke into the sky and the earth, silent as death.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, without even turning his head, he said, "Are you here?"

"Hey, how did your ears grow? How can you peek at you in the shower after you call me that?" A lazy voice rang out, with a playful smile, and the fiery red clothes turned out from behind the broken wall.

The cold wind was blowing like a knife, with Yin Qi, he couldn't help but flinch, and said: "Your Highness, there is nothing wrong with your head, but you dare to blow the cold wind in such a place with your body, you really hate your own life It's too long, isn't it. Mr. Ge Shu was so angry that you almost ran into his ancestor's grave, and you are still here to consume your little life without limit. Even if you don't take anyone seriously, you must Think about your fiancée who hasn't been married yet. If she becomes a widow as soon as she enters the house, how sorry she is."

Chu Yu remained motionless.

Lou Xiyue sighed, and waved his hands indifferently: "Well, we little people can't control you. At first, I thought you were buried in the ice and snow and died hard, but it turned out that you were dragged out and killed by the Xisai army. Hey, Your Highness, even if you are buried in the loess pile, you will take out your own bones to stand up, and you have to kill the people who mourned you like dust."

Lou Xiyue was talking so that the water splashed everywhere, but Chu Yu turned his head, his quiet eyes disappeared for a moment, and Lou Xiyue froze immediately when he saw it, and then hurriedly lowered his head guilty, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, do you have any questions?" What order?"

Chu Yu let go of the lantern in his hand, and the white lantern was swept away by the bitter cold wind, and instantly floated down the cliff, where it was pierced by a sharp stone in mid-air.

Chu Yu's expressionless voice came: "Let's go into the cave and talk."

"Gah?!" Young Master Xiyue got stuck for the first time.

Chu Yu ignored him and turned around directly into the mountain wall.

Lou Xiyue picked her head, what did he say?He didn't seem to say anything.

The wind struck again, echoed around the mountain wall, made a sharp cry, and then whizzed away again.Lou Xiyue only felt that his bones were getting cold in this moment, and he didn't know how he stood up in this valley of dark wind year after year.

(End of this chapter)