Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

Tang Seng really didn't expect that Her Majesty the Queen would summon herself in the bathroom. Isn't this embarrassing?

Small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his eyes closed tightly, and the Buddha's name was chanted: "Amitabha!"

"Holy monk, if you want to see me, what's the point?"

"Your Majesty! The poor monk came here to say to the Queen:'Happy Birthday'."

Tang Seng stood at the door of the bathroom, separated by the thin mist of water and the looming bead curtain, he felt the queen's eyes fall all over his body.

"Oh? Then thank the holy monk, you have the heart."

The queen raised her white arms, took her clothes, put them on her body, and gently walked out of the bathtub.

"Wow!"

She brought up the sound of water, which made Tang Seng's heart tremble, and his eyes closed tighter.

"The holy monk is interested, thank you. It's getting late, and the holy monk doesn't have to go out of the palace. Why don't you accompany me for a few drinks, what about the holy monk?"

After listening to Tang Seng's words, the queen was very moved. She didn't expect that in the rumors, the monk, who was obsessed with the Buddha and stupidly learning the scriptures, was so interested.

It was late at night, and he just wanted to say a happy birthday to himself, and he didn't have anyone's heart.

She moved her lotus feet lightly, and came to Tang Seng's approach.

The voice was getting closer, Tang Seng felt her coming and also felt the tangy fragrance.

Like a rose, the rich scent is accompanied by the refreshing scent of lavender, rushing into the nose, and Tang Monk is inexplicably comfortable and relaxing.

This scent makes people unconsciously put down their guard and indulge in it wholeheartedly.

"The queen is tired today, please rest early, and the poor monk will leave."

Tang Seng turned around and walked out in a stride, as if someone was chasing him behind, for fear that he would be caught back slowly.

The queen looked at his majestic figure, suddenly feeling distressed: "The holy monk stays!"

"what?"

"Why should the holy monk leave in a hurry, come and have a few drinks with me."

She ordered the maid to bring the wine and food, put it on the dining table in the room, and then turned to Tang Seng to look up and down, her eyes showing appreciation.

Not to mention, this Tang Dynasty sacred monk looks really handsome.

Gently pulling Tang Seng's sleeve, the queen dragged him into the room and closed the door smoothly.

"Queen, the poor monk doesn't know how to drink. It's better to change the Guan Wen for the poor monk first. After daybreak, the poor monk can go west to learn from the scriptures."

Tang Seng's face became paler, and he looked at the queen uneasily, hoping that she could agree.

But the queen after the bath, her skin was like fat, her lips were white and her teeth were red, coupled with her concave-convex figure, and her shy and shy affection, Tang Seng felt dumbfounded.

When the queen saw it, she smiled charmingly: "Holy monk, am I beautiful?"

"what?"

Tang Seng was taken aback again, he was speechless, not knowing whether he was beautiful or not.

Eyes: "Beautiful!"

Mouth: "Don't dare to say!"

Seeing him dumbfounded, the queen smiled charmingly again, stretched out her hand and brushed in front of his eyes: "Are you stupid? What a dull!"

Her voice and smile are really coquettish all over the world.

Coupled with the smile that looked back, the indescribable amorous feelings, wrapped around the corners of the eyebrows and eyes.

Tang Seng’s heart throbbed, and he chanted again: "Amitabha! Amitabha!············································································

The corners of the queen's lips smile more intensely, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are full of affection: "Holy monk, you can accompany me for a few drinks!"

This tone is actually acting like a baby? !

"Poor monk——!"

Tang Seng didn't finish his words, and a smile came from behind the queen: "Your Majesty, the holy monk does not know how to drink, I will drink with you!"

"who is it!"

The queen was taken aback, and in the middle of the night, someone broke into the heavily guarded palace?

Looking back, she was an extremely beautiful woman.

A woman is born with a splendid appearance, a golden jade appearance, a warm fragrance of nephrite, a fragrant skin and a greasy skin, and the beauty of the appearance is not inferior to that of the queen.

She was holding a pipa in her arms, and looked at the Tang Seng behind the queen with a charming look.

How is she? !

Tang Seng was shocked, didn't he let Ba Jie take her with him? Why did he come to the palace and just happened to come to the queen's bedroom?

The queen doesn't know her, but she feels uncomfortable instinctively. After all, when a beauty meets a beauty, there is an inexplicable meaning of comparison.

She frowned slightly, and asked in a condensed voice: "You dare to break into my bedroom without permission. What crime should you be?"

There is inherent majesty and nobleness in the voice.

"Gluck!"

Scorpion Jing completely lost Su Rili's domineering, arrogance, and became a gentle little woman with her voice holding her breath, coupled with the flowery beauty and docile temperament, it seemed to be a different person.

"It's not because Her Majesty the Queen wants to drink with the holy monk, and the banquet is boring, so Pipa Moo recommended herself and is willing to offer a song!"

Sitting on the chair casually, her fingers began to fiddle with the pipa, making a nice sound of golden and stone rhythm.

This rhythm is as crisp as a brook jingle, as thick as thunder through a window, eagerly like rain hitting bananas, soothing as a drizzle, intense as a golden iron horse, and euphemistic like a new house joke.

It's really good to hear, God ~ soul stunned.

Unexpectedly, this woman's pipa skills are so superb.

"That's it, that's all!"

The queen knew that Tang Seng had a thin face and was lonely~male and widow~female. It was indeed inconvenient.

It's better to let this woman play the pipa, and she would drink with the holy monk, which is also a beautiful thing on earth.

"Holy monk, come!"

The queen pulled Tang Seng's sleeves and came to sit at the dining table. She moved her slender hand slightly, picked up the wine glass, filled the wine, and handed it to Tang Seng.

Tang Seng's face turned redder, and the sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop.

"Your Majesty, the poor monks really don't know how to drink, let alone drinking! Drinking by monks is a violation of the precepts! Please also switch to Guan Wen, and you can go west at dawn!"

The closer he got, the more nervous Tang Seng was, his whole body was uncomfortable, his heart thumped like a snare drum.

The queen refused to take a break, holding the wine glass, and even raised it to his lips.

Her body was rubbed, and she had close contact with Tang Seng.

This made Tang Seng even more uncomfortable. He couldn't help coughing and stretched out his hand to block the wine glass.

"Your Majesty, poor monk--!"

Tang Seng wanted to say that if men and women are not getting married, please respect yourself!

But before he could say it, the queen's glass touched his thin lips!

A refreshing spiciness came, and the wine stuck to his lips, so he wouldn't be able to drink it!

"Your Majesty, Poor Monk..."

Tang Seng was really anxious. He had never been so persecuted by a woman. This feeling was so, incredible!

Seeing the queen forcibly pouring wine, Scorpion Jing's face suddenly became angry, her fingers slammed on the pipa string, emitting a golden light!

"Boom!"

The queen handed the wine glass to Tang Monk's lips. For some reason, it suddenly fell to the ground with a loud cracking sound!

"what?"

The queen was taken aback, her hand did not slip, why did this wine glass break?

Looking at the wine spilled on the ground, Tang Seng let out a long sigh, but said in a very awkward manner: "The monks should be diligent and thrifty. It is a shame that such fine wine is scattered on the ground, sin!"