Daqin: Inheritance of Jiu Jianxian at the beginning of the game, abandoning martial arts and cultiva

Feeling the hot air blowing from her face, Mrs. Hu felt that Ziyu was getting closer.

He opened his eyes at once, and stretched out his hand to push Ziyu away.

Seeing Mrs. Hu's actions, Ziyu looked like she had succeeded in plotting, with a smile on her lips, and grabbed Mrs. Hu's hand.

Ziyu pressed Mrs. Hu's jade hand to his heart.

Ziyu chuckled lightly: "Ma'am, I thought you were asleep!"

Hearing this, the blush on Madam Hu's face reappeared not long after it dissipated.

There are beauties in the southern country, and their prosperity is like peaches and plums!

"Who made you mess up?"

Mrs. Hu rolled her eyes at Ziyu, and Mrs. Hu blushed. At this time, there is something special about a rolling eye.

"Hey, madam should know that I am a man, a normal man, I am just a man!"

Ziyu just smiled when he heard this, and asked, which man can stand such a test.

"Unreasonable! Spit!"

Mrs. Hu didn't expect Ziyu to be so shameless, and this guy even said that he was a man. From her point of view, Ziyu had lost his mind.

"It's all the same if it's wrong or wrong, as long as Madam understands it."

Ziyu doesn't care about any fallacies, it doesn't matter whether a cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.

Ziyu hugged Mrs. Hu directly, and the two of them had zero distance contact.

Madam Hu was so ashamed that she bent directly into Ziyu's arms and dared not look at anyone.

With a beauty in his arms, Ziyu is a normal man, how can he do nothing.

Ziyu quietly landed on Madam Hu's tender shoulder with one hand, and pinched Madam Hu's collar.

As long as Ziyu pulls slightly, a painting of beauties can come to life.

But at the last moment, Ziyu stopped, put the corner of his mouth into Madam Hu's ear and whispered.

"Is it okay? I wonder if Madam would like to sleep with me tonight?"

Although he himself was a normal man, he was not a man ruled by lust.

Hearing this, Mrs. Hu was a little overwhelmed, but she hadn't been with Ziyu for some time.

At this time, her heart was also a little hot, but she couldn't express it well.

"Ok!"

Mrs. Hu replied softly, but I don't know if Ziyu heard it.

Ziyu naturally heard it, the beauty is all right, so Ziyu will not lose the chain.

A few thin shirts fell off Mrs. Hu's body, and Ziyu threw the clothes out.

The fragrance of red lotus root and the remnant jade mat in autumn lightly relieve Luo Chang.

The skin is rosy in the snow, which perfectly interprets the words "beauty is like jade".

Looking at the snow-white and picturesque scenery in front of him, Ziyu couldn't bear it anymore.

Ziyu turned into a bird of prey, and met Mrs. Hu frankly in a few moments.

"I hope you will take pity on me!"

The sound of the phoenix flute moved, the jade pot turned brightly, and the fish and dragon danced overnight!

……

It was not until late at night that Ziyu's room was rested.

Ziyu kissed the person in his arms pitifully.

At this moment, the beauty had already lost her strength, and lay powerlessly in Ziyu's arms.

At this time, Ziyu looked very contented, lying on the head of the bed with Mrs. Hu in his arms.

"What a joy in life!"

Ziyu sighed faintly, revealing arrogance in everything he said.

"You bad guy, what are you talking about?"

Mrs. Hu in her arms became even more shy when she heard the words, and beat Ziyu lightly.

"Haha, Ma'am, don't blame me, I really feel it!"

Ziyu laughed, and let Mrs. Hu slap herself, treating it as a massage.

Feeling it, these four words made Mrs. Hu too ashamed to speak, she tilted her head and didn't want to talk to Ziyu.

Seeing that Mrs. Hu was very shy, Ziyu stopped teasing Mrs. Hu.

Tightening her arms tightly, Ziyu lay down and pulled the quilt over the two of them.

"Ma'am, you've worked hard, it's getting late, and it's time to rest!"

Ziyu whispered to Mrs. Hu.

Mrs. Hu didn't speak when she heard the words, she just hugged Ziyu and closed her eyes.

Today is very tiring, every time Ziyu is tireless, it makes her really embarrassed.

……

At dawn, in Ziyu's room.

A figure quietly stuck out its head, glanced outside the house, saw no one, immediately got up and ran towards a house not far away.

Ziyu also got up at this time, seeing this lovely scene of Mrs. Hu, couldn't help smiling.

When Madam Hu returned to her room, she immediately turned and closed the door, and Madam Hu breathed a sigh of relief until the door was closed.

"call!"

Madam Hu felt her heart beating, which was too exciting.

Madam Hu felt like a "stealer" and was afraid of being discovered.

And in Ziyu's room, after seeing Madam Hu go out, Ziyu also got up directly. It was rare to wake up very early, Ziyu changed her clothes and walked out the door.

In a good mood, he went straight to the outside of the house, but he didn't expect to meet Uncle Wei Zhuangwei as soon as he came out.

Ziyu went straight to the backyard. It was still early in the day, but few people had woken up yet.

Zilanxuan backyard.

At this moment, it can be regarded as the fragrance of birds and flowers, but it is a bit cold.

Ziyu happened to be bored, so he couldn't help practicing Guqin.

Ziyu sat in a gazebo, and after a long absence, took out the Tianmoqin.

Ziyu stroked Tianmoqin lightly, like an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

A finger gently brushed over a string, and there was a sound of "噗".

Ziyu recalled the qin music in his mind, and suddenly thought of Feng Qiuhuang, the reward he got when he taught Nongyu two years ago.

He hasn't talked about this piece for a long time, and he hasn't talked about it in front of others.

Ziyu plucked lightly, and the strings moved!

Anyway, there was no one around, so Ziyu closed his eyes and began to comprehend the mystery of Feng Qiuhuang.

The song "Feng Qiuhuang" played under his hand.

Ziyu couldn't help but think of the love story between Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun.

According to legend, this piece of music was created by Sima Xiangru for Zhuo Wenjun.

But these are not important anymore, the important thing is that this song is very good, and it is also a confession song.

When Ziyu ecstatically played Feng Qiuhuang, he had no idea that there was another figure in the courtyard.

When she first arrived, she heard the sound of Ziyu's piano, so she couldn't help but stop, leaning on the railing not far away to listen to Ziyu playing the piano.

At first she listened to it fine, but the more she listened to it, the more she felt something was wrong. The song was really good, but it felt more and more like a confession. .five

But at this time, she was not easy to make any noise, afraid of waking up Ziyu who was playing, so she could only listen there.

One of them plays the piano and the other listens to the piano. There are both those who listen to the piano and those who play the piano, and they seem to complement each other.

Chapter 212 Misunderstanding and Misunderstanding

Since you can't leave, why not stay and listen to a song!

Playing and playing Ziyu felt that it lacked a little taste.

But soon he knew what was missing, Feng Qiuhuang's words.

Listen to the music but not the lyrics, the taste is half!

Ziyu played and sang, saying that he was singing, but he was just singing loudly.

But singing it also complements this song, it is completely harmonious, and it adds soul to this song.

Ancient poems and songs can be sung, otherwise why are they called poems!

Poetry Poetry should be sung!

"There is a beautiful woman who will never forget.

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.

Helpless ladies, not in the East Wall.

Talk about the Qin on behalf of the heart, and talk about it.

When will I see Xu Xi, comfort me in my hesitation.

Wish to match virtue, hand in hand.

Don’t fly, make me perish.

Fengxi Fengxi returned to her hometown and traveled around the world to seek her phoenix.

When I haven't met Xi and I have no generals, why Wu Xi has risen to the church today!

There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.

He Yuan's neck is a mandarin duck, and Hu Jie is flying together!

Huang Xi Huang Xi lives with me, and I have to entrust Yu Wei to be the concubine forever.

Friendship and heart are harmonious, who will know each other in the middle of the night?

With both wings up and flying high, I feel sad because I think about it without feeling. "

The figure who listened to the sound of the piano naturally also heard it.

Isn't this a very straightforward confession?

After hearing this, her mind was a little confused, and she always felt that Ziyu was talking to her.

It made her head buzz, and she didn't even react when Ziyu's piano sound stopped.

After Ziyu played a song, he breathed a sigh of relief. There is something about Feng Qiuhuang. If he could learn this song in his previous life, he could play it everywhere.

Maybe you can get a few little fans!

Ziyu put down his hands, looked forward, and saw the figure not far in front of him.

Ziyu was surprised, when did she come, she must not have heard her playing!

Ziyu was just playing for fun, so don't let others misunderstand.

But no matter what, it is still necessary to say hello to people, Ziyu got up and walked towards the figure, and came to the figure.

"Crimson Yan, good morning!"

Ziyu is a little embarrassed. It seems that she has neglected Concubine Yan these days, mainly because of Concubine Yan's identity and unfamiliarity. Apart from Ziyu, few people talk to Concubine Yan.

Hearing Ziyu's words, Concubine Yan also recovered from her delusions.