Waste materials defying the sky: the beast concubine all over the world

Chapter 52 The Palace Banquet ([-])

A sharp blade attacked Ning Shuangxin, who had just walked over beside him. The women around looked at the sharp blade shining white in panic, and the smile on their faces immediately turned into fear. At this moment, they thought they could succeed in sneak attack The people were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Not only did the sharp blade not stab him, but it turned into dust and sprinkled from the air. Ning Shuangxin's shrewd eyes looked at a certain place.A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the air.Do you really think he is the former Ning Shuangxin?
And when he turned to face Yun Qingyu, his face changed back to that gentle Fifth Prince.

And this scene did not escape Yehan Qianying's eyes, Yun Qingyu clearly saw that the sharp blade had a green light, it was obviously a sneak attack by a person of the green level, but the sharp blade was destroyed into pieces.

Could it be that his strength is higher than blue and has reached purple?

Ye Han Qianying looked at Ning Shuangxin with profound eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

In the silence, a sentence like a breeze came, "Do you have jade petals on your body?"

Not a doubt, but a certainty.Ning Shuangxin didn't find it strange to hear his question, as if she already knew it.

remember..

Ning Shuangxin, who had just crossed over, was forced to accept a long series of memories, which made him understand that he had really timed through.

"Ningshuangxin, you bastard"

"A poor life"

A sound of insults, a sentence of bastard, Ning Shuangxin just sat on the ground stupidly, whipping him with a whip, suddenly, a weak middle-aged woman who looked sick came out and hugged him. Guo Ningshuangxin endured the whipping like a sharp blade with her body until she finally died.

But when he was about to die, he secretly wrapped something in his hand and put it in his hand, and told him, "My child, mother can't...cough cough...can't be with you anymore, wait...someone who is destined to take this thing ...Give it to...cough cough cough ~ her"

After struggling to finish a sentence, she was finally relieved. The moment she closed her eyes, a smile appeared on her face. Listening to her mother's words, Ning Shuangxin kept crying and shaking her head, but the next blow made him follow her to death , and was replaced by Ji Xin who suddenly crossed over.

After getting the memory, he took the jade petal and put it away carefully. Regardless of the pain in his body, he cried out for the first time in his life, "Help, help. Help my mother."

Anyway, this is also his mother, so I have to do enough acting, but I really admire Ji Xin's acting skills, there is no slight error.

The sudden shout brought the bullies back to their senses. From his memory, he learned that these maids and mothers often scolded him to vent their anger on him, and he didn't know who instructed them.

The shouting was really effective, and the door was kicked open directly by a person from the outside.I thought it was some guard, but the maids and mothers didn't pay attention, and continued to punch and kick.

"What are you doing?" The hard, indifferent and familiar voice came into the ears of the maidservant, and everyone panicked, looking at the person who came suddenly in fear.

This person is Ning Shuangkuo. When Ning Shuangkuo looked at the scars all over her body, her face was full of anger, but after seeing the woman who left, she was shocked and couldn't believe it.

He ran over like crazy, with only fear, disbelief, and anger intertwined on his face.

"Yu Zhi, why did you just leave like this, how could you..." Ning Shuangkuo's face was full of heartache, it could be seen that she and this woman named Yu Zhi were very affectionate.But the emperor was forced by the form, which can only make this relationship flawed.

Ning Shuangkuo stood up slowly, looked at the fearful and hateful vicious people in front of her, roared angrily, pulled out a sword of the guard who had just heard the voice coming in, and stabbed those maids and mothers, one of them the rest.

Before they died, these maids and mothers still had fear and... regret on their faces.

They have always underestimated the emperor's love, just to give an example.

The love of an emperor is rare to never leave, to be with you forever, let the time pass quietly, let the years wear away the beauty.

Poulting a long pole, going back to the long river of history, the softest place in my heart is often touched inexplicably, and I suddenly discovered that this touch comes from the emperor's love.

When I traveled to Wu Yue in the Five Dynasties, I saw Qian ■, the legendary king who commanded three thousand iron crossbows to shoot back the tide of the Qiantang River in August.When he was young, he was on a bumpy journey, he seldom read books, and he couldn't use beautiful words to express his emotions; he didn't know the rhythm, and couldn't play the lingering melody to convey his affection. He was originally an iron-blooded man, a reckless hero.

But at this moment, maybe it was the cool moonlit night, or the lonely afternoon, his countless worries turned into inextricable tenderness. He missed his princess so much that he couldn't sleep or eat for days. Ann, looking up and down is her shadow!I want to write a letter to remind me, but I have a thousand words in my stomach, and it is difficult to write. In the end, I only slowly wrote down nine words: "The flowers on Moshang bloom, and they can return slowly."If you want to urge you to give up, you will have a special feeling in your heart, and the infinite love will flow slowly with the tip of the pen.

That concubine is not an alluring beauty, she is the first wife of King Qian. She is no longer young and beautiful, but the king's love is still there!Wang's love is to grow old with her slowly, and the affection in it has touched the world for more than a thousand years!

Passing through the clear waves, the boat sailed to the magnificent Tang Dynasty, and at a glance, it saw the Tang Minghuang who interpreted the wind, flowers, snow and moon to the extreme. "Singing and dancing slowly, condensing silk and bamboo, the king can't see enough all day long."Neon clothes and feather clothes, shocking as heaven and man, singing and dancing, confidantes, feasts and flowers, how can you tell whether it is heaven or earth?
"I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a Lian Lizhi in the earth." A song "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" sang this love of the emperor and concubine. It is nothing more than the wishful thinking tolerance and praise of kind literati.Once love is mixed with sex, it is not pure love.No matter how beautiful the song is, it will make the ears feel cocoons, and no matter how beautiful the figure is, there will be times when the eyes will be bored. There are always scandals about Emperor Ming and other women in the harem, which often arouses the anger of Huanmei.This cannot help but make people suspicious of this emperor's love.Later, the beauty in front of Maweipo was forced to die, and there was a heartfelt scene of "the king can't save his face if he hides his face, and he looks back at the blood and tears".Between his dying life and the love he once vowed to, Emperor Ming actually chose to save his life!Such timidity and shamelessness are far from the true love in my mind. In my opinion, the love between Emperor Ming and the noble concubine is not true love after all.

In the Qing Dynasty, one cannot fail to mention the famous pair of amorous father and son—Huang Taiji and Shunzhi Emperor Fulin.Although the harem is full of flowers, these two kings have no other distractions and are undisturbed. After losing their beloved concubine, one is heartbroken and soon follows her soul; the other is discouraged and decides to escape. Enter the empty door.They let future generations see the most tender side of the emperor as a member of all living beings.

What is rare in the love of an emperor is that he has a special liking. The supreme imperial power has given him the freedom to smash hundreds of flowers, but he is still weak, and only takes a spoonful to drink; the love of an emperor is rare. In the end of old age, let the time pass quietly, let the time wear away the beauty, what will not change is the infatuation for Qing.

The emperor is also a human being, and he is also a passionate person. If he shows his true feelings, it will be enough to make the future generations envy and sigh!
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