The Eunuch’s Consort Rules the World

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Bailiqing's singing, just like his people, gave people a cold and faint feeling, like a flower dripping over the black water in the darkness.

Accompanied by his singing, the faint sound of the flute resumed leisurely, as if a cold moonlight fell in the snow, falling on his fluttering white sleeves, holding a long knife in his hand, slowly crossing his delicate The suffocating face, the sharp and cold light of the knife reflected on his eyes, there was a kind of strange and cold dark, almost invisible white.

The long sword, as narrow as an ordinary sword in the Central Plains, exudes a cold and solemn light against his face. The richness to the extreme beauty and the extreme coldness of the blade intersect, so contradictory, but so bewitching. second to none.

Bailiqing used an extremely slow speed, as if he was admiring the Heaven-Breaking Sword in front of him, then his wrist was flattened, and his toe stroked on the ground, staggered and rotated, and the sword in his hand danced beside him instantly. Into a cold light.

He lightly sang the second line of lyrics: "Near the early Qingmei with lovesickness, how can I know the red silk is wrong."

Clouds and patches of silver light gleamed before everyone's eyes, but the posture was like flowing water.

He keeps spinning, his wide-sleeved flying robe resembles the heavy petals of the icy white flowers on the dark river Styx that are as pale as human bones.

The posture is extremely elegant, and the graceful and charming also carries a kind of charm that people dare not touch, but it makes people unable to look away, can only look at the leap of scarlet and pale.

Xi Liang Mo looked at him coldly, it was clearly such a sad song, but an unforgettable chill was sung between his lips.

His people are extremely beautiful, extremely colorful, even with their singing voice, posture, and the cold-shattering sword in his hand, they are all confusing.

Especially the emperor next to him is already obsessed, staring at Bailiqing closely, but he doesn't know that he is watching the demon figure dance, but she can't enter the scene like everyone else, or has been taken. Soul.

Xiliang Mo lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea. What does Bailiqing look like today?

She thought for a moment, and sighed secretly, he was like a strange and expensive puppet that would suddenly move by himself, and she didn't know where the ghost silver spirit was stored.

On the banks of the Styx, a paper doll walking faintly.

His delicate vermilion lips lightly open, cappella singing

"How do you know that Hongsi has made a thousand mistakes, and the same way is different."

"Ronghua years, endless dreams, forget what this eve is."

"It's the end of the day when I look back."

"At the place where the soul is drawn and incense is burned, the dansha is dedicated to the bones, only to beg the king to return..."

Just ask for the king...just ask for the king...

Three thousand feet of water sleeves danced in the hall, intertwined with the quiet singing to form a strange fantasy. It is as if people can see the sound of soul-calling bells on Huangquan Road, the bones crying under the flowers on the other bank, and there are slender beautiful human bones slowly climbing out from among the thousands of undead bones between the rivers of Styx, and the hollow eye sockets seem to be fascinated. Looking at the other side of the Styx River ignorantly, there are bright blood and tears winding down from the bones.

Turning into flesh and blood, muscles, skin, and hair, she gradually reshapes a peerless beauty in red, looking around silently, as if her eyes are full of emotion and nowhere to be found, and she stretches out a white catkin to the person who is looking at her.

It seems that the beautiful lover from the previous life has been waiting for the three lives and three lives in the Styx, waiting for her to recognize and promise each other in this life.

The cold singing sound seemed to come from the faint horizon, confusing, urging the coldest desire and the hottest affection under the people's heart.

People couldn't help reaching out to the stunning girl and holding her pale and cold hand.

The beauty finally showed a relieved and beautiful smile. With eyes closed, cinnabar-colored tears flowed down her cheeks, which made people heartache. She couldn't help holding her arms tightly in her arms, and bowing her head to kiss that drop of beauty.

But at that moment, the meaty smell and the rotten aroma of **** instantly rushed into the nose, looking down, the beauty in her arms was smiling sweetly at her, but her face was full of rotten meat, maggots, and stinky mouths. Half of the tongue can still be seen in the middle, where can a red dress cover the bones of the body, it is very hideous!

"what--!"

"what--!"

There were screams of horror in the whole hall, one after another, one after another, making the scalp numb.

The Yulin Army who was scared outside instantly rushed in with a knife and gun: "No, there are assassins, escorts, escorts!"

"Where is the assassin!"

"Take the assassin!" But when the Imperial Forest Army rushed in, they found that the scene in front of them almost instantly embarrassed them, but they didn't know what to do.

Everything in front of them has completely exceeded their imagination.

this is……

Why did Mr. Yushi and Mr. Zhang from the Hube ‘intimate’ hug each other? Are they not political enemies?

Why did Shang Shuhui and General Xiaoqi fall to the ground "sweetly"? They heard that the relationship is very good.

Why is Lu Xiangye so pale and clinging to the prince? What is the relationship between this pair?

The one who is a little better is the Lord Yasukuni, but his face is ashen, with one hand pressed firmly on the heavenly spirit cover of the Lord Yasukuni, almost trying to nail the son to the ground with all his strength?

Why do the maids look at the masters in front of them with dementia, but they seem to see nothing at all.

There are so many reasons, it's really... After making them astonished, their complexion instantly turned green. Could it be that they interrupted something that shouldn't be interrupted?

This time, the deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army was a very clever person, especially good at studying how to bend his boss.

He immediately bowed his hand to the emperor who had the same face as Yasukuni Yasukuni in the temple: "Your Majesty, the ministers only patrolled here unintentionally. Now they are leading people to patrol other places, and I hope your majesty will forgive me!"

Having said that, he immediately got up wisely, arched his body as if he hadn't seen anything, and quickly exited the hall door, closing the door by the way.

The hall immediately fell into a strange extreme silence.

When the sound of You Xiao stopped abruptly, everyone instantly woke up from the illusion.

They finally discovered that in addition to the ghosts and fox legends holding painted skin monsters and kissing pink skulls, one thing more terrifying-hugs and kisses their colleagues.

If the other party has red lips and white teeth, that's fine for the handsome and delicate young people.

The problem is that the other party is obviously a political enemy who could not wait to drag the other party's ancestors out of the 18th generation, or a faction official who has a very good relationship!

What is going on with his uncle?

Drank too much?

After being stunned for a few seconds, the ministers quickly returned to their positions quickly and quickly, smiling or drunk and confused.

But all of them are in self-roar.

And a trace of the emperor’s carefully modified face flashed

When everyone in the Taiye Hall was caught in a treacherous atmosphere, only one person couldn't help but quietly curled up the corners of his lips, and quietly rubbed his abdomen with a painful smile with his hand.

She quietly looked at the slender figure standing proudly among the crowd. He was still dressed in a charming and gorgeous dance clothes that met in red and white, and his face seemed to still have that almost frivolous look.

But Xiliang Mo knew that he was telling everyone that this thousand-year-old dance was so beautiful? Now that I watched it, we should enter the play and accompany Lao Tzu to be crazy.

I don't know why I quietly let go of the inexplicable anxiety.

She was in the mood to slowly admire his outfit, only to realize that the shirt on his body, not so much a dance gown, was more like a sacrificial priest or a high priest performing a sacrifice or Other ritual robes worn by curses.

Red and white are the most common and used colors regardless of nationality and religion.

Bailiqing’s sword dance just now, although the corners of the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes are full of cold and ghostly charm, but the figure points, picks, raises the legs, turns the sleeves, and rotates like clouds and flowing water, accompanied by this faint and enchanting song. Pause and close together, it is like a kind of sacrificial dance.

Or the soul dance.

I don’t know if it was the effect of the faint aphrodisiac radiating from him when he danced and rotated, or his internal strength, or some other method, at least she saw Duke Jing holding down the Tianling cover of Xiliangjing, and instilling endless His internal strength is to protect him from being possessed by the magic sound. The madman usually walks out, either embracing other ministers to make a fool of himself, or sending his neck to Bailiqing's sword.

Just like Lu Xiangye, he hugged the pale prince Si Chengqian in his seat.

Others who lack martial arts or who are not strong enough will have no way to escape.

Xi Liang Mo didn't understand, but had to admit that his dancing posture was really rare in the world to see, so ghostly and enchanting, and fascinating.

And His Majesty the Emperor seemed to wake up from that state at the latest, but it doesn't mean that he didn't know anything. Vaguely, he naturally knew what had happened.

Emperor Xuanwen's chain went from blue to red, then from red to white, and finally turned into iron blue again.

He was furious in an instant, and he was about to shoot the case: "Bai Li..."

"Hehe... TXT download campus almighty master." Suddenly an ethereal laughter rang, which not only interrupted Emperor Xuanwen’s roar, but also made everyone quietly look at him. Who is this, who is so afraid of death, but when he sees his seat The beautiful woman on the top covered her lips and immediately ceased to be born.

Except for nine thousand years old, there was only one other person who dared to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor-Princess Zhenmin.

Emperor Xuanwen’s anger was suffocated, and he didn’t vent it all at once. Naturally, he felt very uncomfortable. But when he turned his head and saw that Xiliang Mo was smiling, she saw the crystal clear light in her eyes, as if she was The clear water was faint, and there was a little more divided heart in the shyness.

Emperor Xuanwen rarely saw Xiliang Mo smile, and this smile instantly softened his heart.

He looked at Xi Liang Mo and smiled lightly: "What's the matter, I smile so happily."

Xiliang Mo looked at Emperor Xuanwen and smiled slightly: "Mo'er just thinks the husband's dance is very interesting!"

"Why, does Mo'er like him to dance?" Emperor Xuanwen asked quickly when he heard the words.

Xi Liang Mo nodded.

Emperor Xuanwen said immediately: "Okay, let Baili Aiqing dance a dance for us more often later."

Xiliang Mo was taken aback, looked at Bailiqing, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is Bailiqing such a person?

Why is Emperor Xuanwen so aggressive today?

It seemed that Bailiqing was an ordinary minister of confession.

At this moment, Bailiqing’s treacherous voice, accompanied by his deep eyes, fell directly on the bodies of Emperor Xuanwen and Xiliang Mo.

"Your Majesty, what else do you have to say, the minister needs to prepare first."

Emperor Xuanwen was interrupted again by Bailiqing’s voice, and then looked at Xi Liang Mo, only to see her absent-minded, a cold anger flashed under his eyes.

"No, let Aiqing go down, I will go to you after the banquet is over."

Tell him to dance again?

He only gave orders once, and Bai Liqing showed him a beautiful but ‘shocking’ dance. Now that he does this again, he still doesn’t know what the **** is going to do.

Isn't it true that he can't help him be castrated?

Emperor Xuanwen looked at Bailiqing coldly, with a hideous flash in his eyes, but soon he didn't know what he remembered. He looked at Bailiqing with a weird and ferocious smile, but the next moment Emperor Xuanwen's face changed again. Back to normal.

Bai Liqing looked at him for a long while, the corners of her lips showed a curve that looked like a smile, and then she lowered her eyes, bowed her hands indifferently, then walked over, put the sword back into the scabbard, and whispered to Xi Liang Mo. --wait for me.

Xi Liang Mo was taken aback for a moment, but then he could only watch the thin, white and slender back disappear outside the door, and then a gloomy cold light flashed under his eyes.

At the end of that weird ‘horror’ dance, although the ministers seemed to be casually pushing their cups and changing their cups, the fear and defensiveness of the gleaming eyes still made the atmosphere of the banquet look extremely weird.

Even Lu Xiangye and Prince Si Chengqian were also silent, without saying a word, they simply drank a few glasses of wine, and did not even have any communication with their colleagues.

So this kind of encouragement to maintain the push and change of cups soon ended, and all the ministers expressed that they were too strong to drink, and please resign.

Duke Jing Guo looked at Xi Liang Mo with a little doubt, but then he also shook his head slightly and turned to leave.

A palace official came to report to Xiliang Mo that the nine-thousand-year-old will stay in the palace tonight to narrate with your majesty. Princess Zhenmin is asked to rest here until tomorrow, and then send the princess out together.

Xi Liang Mo looked at the grand palace lady who came to report her report, and her cold eyes almost instantly pierced her soul. Just when the palace lady felt deeply disturbed, Xi Liang Mo suddenly smiled, faintly like a spring breeze.

"Okay, this princess knows."

The court lady immediately withdrew from the Changping Hall like a pardon.

Xiliang Mo sat quietly at the table and reached out to take a jug to pour the wine for herself.

The faint aroma of wine spread, and was blown away by the breeze of the night.

She raised her head and looked at the bright moon hanging outside the window. The moonlight was like water sprinkling a piece of silver on the steps, which suddenly reminded her that his clothes were like snow.

Xi Liang Mo lowered his eyes, pinched the wine glass, and slowly drank the spicy liquid into his throat little by little.

After that, she picked up the silver jade pot and poured the wine into her cup again, and drank it again slowly. Although she was not drinking fast, she could even say leisurely, but one cup after another did not stop. Over.

A slender figure appeared outside the palace gate at some point. She looked at Xi Liang Mo's lonely figure in the moonlight, and when she glanced at each other, complicated emotions flashed through her eyes.

When Xiliang Mo poured herself the fifth glass of wine, a hand painted with brightly colored Kotan suddenly pressed her hip flask.

"Why do you suddenly drink boring wine alone, it is too boring to be alone." The arrogant voice of Princess Taiping sounded in the air.

Xi Liang Mo raised her eyes and looked at her, as if she had already had a little smoke, as if she could not see the appearance of the person, then she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at her with a chuckle: "It turns out to be your Royal Highness Princess, please, please, as the so-called Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and face the shadows into three people."

Princess Taiping looked at her for a moment, and then sighed, with a rare stiff smile: "Also, the moonlight is just right today. Just have a few drinks with you."

After she sat down, Xiliang Mo suddenly raised her voice: "Go, replace the wine glass with a larger one, I will stay drunk with the princess tonight!"

After Xi Liang Mo finished speaking, Bai He immediately brought two sea bowls.

The princess looked at the bowl for a moment, then looked at Xi Liang Mo, but saw her smile slightly, her smile full of provocations: "Why, your Royal Highness dare not?"

The eldest princess looked at her very different from usual, and then slightly frowned: "Are you working for the emperor's brother and the nine-thousand-year-old... they just..."

Before she finished her words, Xiliang Mo had directly handed a bowl of wine to her: "Princess, if you are here to drink with me, I am very welcome, but if not, please come back!"

The Grand Princess Taiping looked at her as if she was drunk, so she sighed, took the sea bowl of wine, frowned, clenched her teeth, and poured everything into her mouth.

Xi Liang Mo looked at her with a faint smile in her misty eyes, and then picked up the jug to pour the wine into her bowl, and drank it all in one go.

Princess Taiping no longer knew how much she had drunk and when she was drunk, but she was lying vaguely drunk under the bright moonlight.

In the end, she was awakened by countless hasty footsteps and a scream mixed with fear.

"what--!"

"No, the Changping Hall is on fire!"

"Quickly, go and notify the ban army, call the fire dragon team!"

"..."

Changping Hall is on fire? !

Princess Taiping supported her aching head, staggered to the ground, and grabbed a person: "Where is Zhenmin, where is Princess Zhenmin?"

I don’t know who was crying in the vagueness: "The princess... the princess was drunk and slept in the hall, and did not escape!"

Princess Taiping was instantly pouring her head down by a basin of cold water, her scarlet eyes widened, and she looked at the Changping Temple, which was already plunged into a sea of ​​flames, and then tremblingly grabbed the nearest palace person beside her: "Go... …To inform the emperor...Go! Go!"

"I've already gone, your majesty is rushing here!" The palace man said with a cry, Princess Zhenmin is the emperor's heart, who doesn't know?

What time is it? Why did she wake up, facing the scorching earth, sparks flying, the burning smell and the scorching smoke made Princess Taiping almost unable to stand anymore, looking at everything in front of her incredulously , Almost thought I was dreaming.

There were also many people who had the same reaction as her. When Emperor Xuanwen rushed out of the Sanqing Palace frantically, another figure had already been several times earlier than him, and it was like a white arrow that instantly disappeared into the night. The rest of the generous fluffy robe made people almost suspicious of seeing the ghost.

When Bailiqing arrived not far from Changping Hall, he could already feel the hot flames burning arrogantly in a posture of almost devouring everything, and the burning pain almost instantly reminded him of the bridal candles. That night, his glamorous eyes were cold, and he tightly grasped his sleeves, just as he was about to break in directly.

Suddenly a hand came out of the dark and violently pulled his gorgeous wide sleeves that were dragging the floor.

"Presumptuous!" Bailiqing was full of suffocation, and he was about to put the other party to death with a wave of his hand, but when he saw the face that was instantly reflected by the fire, he paused, and his eyes showed ecstasy.

She smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and he held her in his arms with both arms. The gesture of embracing and coping, but his hand unceremoniously hit Bailiqing's lower abdomen with a punch with full force.