Empress True Colors

Long Yin's body slowly bent down, his face was slightly vicissitudes, so it was more masculine, his face was calm, but his eyes were flickering slightly, revealing that his heart was not stable at the moment, his shoulders were tense, a Ready to go pose.

However, what he was wary of did not happen. Jing Hengbo's body was not tense. Instead, he loosened his shoulders and said with a frown: "If you want to practice double cultivation, then you should. Why tie me up? As a man, with such a How cowardly should you be when you double cultivate both ways and women? Are you really a dragon family?"

Long Yin raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with anger, and then he sneered and said, "You promised too easily, how can I trust you? Besides, someone reminded me that you are actually very cunning."

Jing Hengbo didn't ask who that "someone" was, but shrugged and said, "It's not because of you that I agreed to Shuangxiu, but because I have another love, and it's for him. Of course I am willing."

On her slightly upturned face, Yudan also seems to be smooth and white, with a natural three-point lazy and charming expression. Under the dim light, it reminds people of "style", "mature", "beauty" and "true taste of the world" are most prominent Words of femininity. For someone as ambitious as Long Yin, the eyes couldn't help but the light gradually darkened. Because of such words, a trace of uncontrollable jealousy flashed across.

Jealous of a man, being so attached to her heart.

Behind the dressing table, a palace lantern in the shape of a gourd is swinging leisurely on the beam. Purple grapes are painted on the cotton paper. The grapes are very big and round, and the purple is shining. It is so strangely bright that the candles behind it seem dim. And when his eyes fixed on the lamp, he couldn't help but freeze, unwilling to leave.

Long Yin's mind was a little restless and scattered, his eyes stopped casually on the lamp, looked at it for a while, then turned around, and couldn't help stabbing her, "As a woman, do you just ignore chastity like this?"

"It's weird." Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows, "While forcing me to practice dual cultivation, while accusing me of being a prodigal, who the **** do you think you are, God?"

She suddenly smiled again, and lazily narrowed her eyes, "In our place, such a thing is actually nothing. Especially an uncle-level mature man like you, who is a bit older and has a three-point face, is still a bit marketable. Sister and you have a double repair, just like going to the club to buy a duck, and it doesn’t cost money, it’s good. Oh, you probably don’t know what a duck is,” she shrugged, “it’s a male prostitute. Or a young man? Got it? ?”

"Presumptuous!" Long Yin pressed her shoulder violently, "Who allows you to talk to me like this!"

He rushed forward in anger, he breathed heavily, subconsciously pushed his fingers down heavily, and wanted to punish her, but he never thought that Jing Hengbo's skin had just been washed and was as smooth as jade, and when he dropped his fingers, he automatically slid down, and with a snort, Jing Hengbo's neckline opened. halfway.

The so-called bright moon grows in a dark room, and the sky glows with clear light. It is extremely bright and brilliant, and catches people's eyes. Long Yin's eyeballs must be down, and they can't be pulled out again.

He was born in the Longying family, and his clan members advocated innocence and asceticism in cultivation. Although female **** is not taboo, it is mostly for the purpose of passing on the family line. In their eyes, they are nothing more than skin and ears. However, the curvy skin in front of him at this moment suddenly made him know what the real beauty of female **** is, and what is produced because of beauty thrilling.

His heavy breathing turned into shortness of breath, his fingers couldn't help tightening and then tightening, choking Jing Hengbo's breath, Jing Hengbo couldn't help coughing, he hurriedly let go, feeling a little dazed and flustered, like the first taste of love juvenile.

"Fix it, fix it, is it necessary?" Jing Hengbo coughed and complained, "Tie your hands, how do you solve it, you have to spoil the scenery like this?"

Although she was complaining, her tone was not too angry, and she spoke softly in his ear as if blowing, and the hot air with a slight fragrance was blowing at the base of the ear, itching, like a willow branch blowing lightly, or The little hand scratched slightly, seemingly hitting the itchy spot, but it didn't pay attention.

He also felt that it was a new experience, and it was not that he had never had a woman before, but most of the women the family recruited were for the purpose of procreating offspring. , either don't understand the style, or have a weird temperament, never seen such a beautiful and charming woman, never thought that beauty and style are combined together, it is the soft waves of spring water, the smoky wind in March, which makes people feel from body to body From the heart to the eyes, it seems to have encountered a wine rain, and I can't help being deeply drunk.

The palace lanterns flickered leisurely, and the purple grapes twinkled.

He stared, a little dazed, and wanted to pull his eyes out, but he couldn't. He subconsciously said: "Because your skill is insufficient and impure, dual cultivation may cause your inner breath to go astray or even die. In order to prevent you from being unable to cooperate in pain, instead Hurt me, so I have to fix you first..."

"How can this happen... Isn't double cultivation a wonderful thing? It's not about imparting qigong to heal my wounds. How could it hurt me? Is it necessary to use internal strength? What is double cultivation... Can't you be gentle with me..." Jing Hengbo said with a mouthful Blowing on the side of his earlobe, the tip of his tongue seemed to touch the pinna of his ear, which made Long Yin tremble slightly as if he was electrified.

"No...not..." Long Yin's panting became more and more intense. He is not a boy, but he has never experienced a woman's bold provocation. Such a brand new feeling, for a person like him who is used to a life of pure heart and asceticism, it is very difficult. Like an earthquake and landslide, a fresh world was split open, he felt the surging changes in his body, and the Prajna snow seemed to be rolled up into thousands of piles, ready to be smashed by the stormy waves.

He leaned down impatiently, and Jing Hengbo backed away with a chuckle, twisted left and right to prevent him from approaching, and whispered in his ear, "What's the matter, what's the matter, what's the matter?" Come and listen..."

There was a faint scent in the air, mixed with the agarwood in the incense burner. It smells a little weird, and it is easy for experts with sensitive five senses to distinguish this smell, but what Long Yin can smell now is only the rose and peony fragrance from Jing Hengbo's body, where else can he smell it? smell.

"It's like this... It's different from the general dual cultivation you imagine..." Long Yin was so irritable in his heart, but felt his limbs were sore and weak that he couldn't use his strength. If he was a ball of fire, there would be a pile of cool snow in front of him. He wanted to rush over, but his hands and feet seemed to be numb from the cold of the snow, and his heart was impatient, so he had no choice but to close to Jing Hengbo's ear panting, and whispered: "It's like this..."

His voice gradually lowered, and Jing Hengbo's small movements also stopped. Long Yin was very close, but she didn't push him away. Shocked by what the man said, she gradually opened her eyes wide-I'll **** it up, unexpectedly This is how to double cultivate!

this this this this...

"That's it..." Panting heavily, Long Yin bit her neck, and just about to force his teeth—

Jing Hengbo laughed suddenly: "What the hell, that's how it is, I finally know!"

Amidst the laughter, she kicked her feet back violently, and with a "creak", the round wooden stool with iron bars stretching out to bind her legs suddenly cracked a large piece. Once the stool cracked, the iron bars would lose their effect. Jing Hengbo's leg was quickly pulled out from the stool, and he lifted it violently at first, his knee hit Long Yin's vital point with a "bang".

How could Long Yin have imagined that she could break free even when her hands and feet were tied up, and the posture of bending down was just in front of her, and he couldn't help but let out an "aww" from his throat, and let out a death-like sob from his throat, the whole body The person immediately curled up into a ball like a prawn, and Jing Hengbo's face instantly twisted when he saw him.

"Aha, it turns out that no matter what kind of expert is, the sponge body is equally fragile." Jing Hengbo snapped his fingers happily, dodged behind Long Yin, stretched out his hand to remove his sword, and pressed it against the back of Long Yin's heart.

"Untie the things in my hand." She forced her with her sword, and handed her hand to Long Yin. The net in her hand had already sunk into the flesh, and it was obvious at a glance that it could not be cut by a sword.

Long Yin gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, wanting to ignore it, Jing Hengbo stabbed down with the tip of his sword, and Long Yin opened his eyes wide in shock. He didn't expect this woman to poke so hard when she said poking, so she hurriedly reached out her hand, and her fingertips were a little silvery white. Pumped a few times at key nodes and untied the net.

After doing this, sweat rolled down his forehead, it can be seen that the kick just now was quite ferocious.

"You're smart." Jing Hengbo put the net into his arms smoothly.

The palace lantern above trembled, a shadow rolled down, and Feifei lightly landed on Jing Hengbo's shoulder, her big purple eyes blinking slowly.

Jing Hengbo patted it on the shoulder affectionately, and praised, "Great!"

The stool can add traps to Long Yin, and of course it can also play tricks on her. If she stays in front of the dressing table, it's not for the sake of trickery.

The stool from which the iron bars popped out had already been cut by her, and it would fall apart when her feet were kicked inward.

Feifei hides in the palace lantern above. Behind the grape painting on the palace lantern are its grape-like eyes. Through a layer of thin paper, it stares at Long Yin with a charm. Although it cannot be driven at will like other animals, it makes him It's okay to be a little confused.

When Long Yin began to appear in a trance state, Feifei sprinkled some urine in the lower incense burner. Its urine had once confused the courtiers of a hall, so it would naturally affect Long Yin. Confused, out of standard.

Jing Hengbo forced Long Yin with a sword with a smile, asked Feifei to help, took out the iron chains he had prepared to bind his hands and feet, and then kicked his **** suddenly, kicking him to the ground.

"Dare to threaten my old lady, and I will reward you for lying on the ground!"

"Pa." With a sound, there was a **** footprint on Long Yin's snow-white clothes.

"Stop—" Long Yin hissed, "How dare you—"

"I dare not..." Jing Hengbo's voice was drawn out, and he shook his long sword, leaving only the scabbard, swung his arm, and slammed it on his back, "If you dare to force me to practice dual cultivation, I will reward you with a hundred feet of red!"

"Pa." Another sound, the clothes on Long Yin's back were torn, and a tall red mark swelled up.

"Don't hit me!" Long Yin said in a sad and indignant voice, "Scholar can be killed but not humiliated—"

"Women are respectable, don't rape!" Jing Hengbo said, "Bah." He said, "You are allowed to rob, but I am not allowed to protect? What logic!" The scabbard turned sideways, and it was slapped hard again, this time on Long Yin's face.

"Pfft." With a sound, Long Yin's face was slapped hard against the wall, a few teeth spattered, and half of his face was crooked immediately.

"Dare to call yourself Long Yin! I reward you with flying teeth!" Jing Hengbo slapped him on the face, "I'm angry when I hear you call Long Yin! I'm angry when I see your expression! What the **** are you worthy of?" The surname is Long? Also worthy of the word Yin? Your mother didn’t tell you that the name is too good, so fate will not be worthy of it!”

She patted Long Yin's head with her scabbard like a gopher, "Pair? Match? Match? Bah! Bah! Bah!"

"You...you can't treat me like this. I may be your friend's savior, I may be his elder!" Long Yin, who was beaten so dizzy that he had nowhere to fight, actually thought of this, and said inarticulately Shouting, "...you are not afraid that he will be angry when he comes back! How dare you treat his benefactor and elders like this! You are not afraid that he will offend the Long family from now on, and never be able to recognize his ancestors!"

"Oh heh heh, I'm so scared." Jing Hengbo looked at him amusedly, and giggled, "Oh, I'm so scared to death, this thing becomes a big deal, what should I do in the future? Simply, I'll kill people and silence them!" Smiling He hooked his fingers to Feifei, "Sword!"

The little monster held the sword obsequiously, and came somersaulting. The light of the sword flashed in Long Yin's eyes, and he shouted in shock, "Don't! Don't! Forget it! I won't say it!"

"What the hell, you said forget it, sister still doesn't agree!" Jing Hengbo grabbed the sword and rubbed it on his face, "Since you mentioned this level, I just asked you, do you know that I have friends from your Long family?" Huh? You also know that the person I care about is your junior? Then, have you heard the saying that a friend’s wife is not allowed to play? Even a friend’s wife is not to be played with. Granddaughter-in-law, do you have the face to want to double cultivation? Your Long family is such a wealthy family Aristocrats? It’s so dirty that it’s worse than a brothel! Oh, by the way, your branch can’t be regarded as the authentic Long family, it’s just a branch. Excuse me, how can a branch prevent the direct line from recognizing their ancestors and returning to the clan?”

Long Yin kept panting at her feet, afraid to speak again, for fear that if her hand trembled, the sword would ruin his face and cut his throat by the way.

"Besides," Jing Hengbo pulled his sword back and forth on his face like a violin, stepped on his buttocks, looked up at the top of the temple, and said thoughtfully, "I suddenly thought, if he really knows You, the so-called benefactor, asked me to double cultivate, and even did double cultivate... How would he react?"

Suddenly she had an idea, she didn't care what Long Yin said, tied him tightly, gagged him, stuffed him under the bed, and kicked the stool with iron bars to the conspicuous place, disrupting the dressing table , as if someone had struggled on it, then took off the coat, leaving only the underwear, tore the neckline, messed up the bun, looked at it in the bronze mirror, and said to himself with satisfaction: "It really looks like someone who was caught by that something..."

She walked to the side of the bed, looked at the plain bed sheet, rolled her eyes, and thought to test it to the end, to see how much respect and care Gong Yin, a cold man in ancient times, can go to women?

"Hey, Feifei, borrow some blood?" She laughed and discussed with Feifei, not wanting to hurt herself.

Without further ado, the little monster got under the bed, and after a while, a paw was stained with blood, and wiped it on the bed sheet.

Jing Hengbo praised: "High IQ!"

Now, the house is messy, she's in a mess, the sheets are bloody, and everything fits the bill for certain events, except for a traumatized, weeping heroine, and a furious hero who rushes back.

Jing Hengbo climbed onto the bed, murmured while brewing his emotions, "I don't know if you can come back, but my intuition tells you that you will definitely be able to make it back in time, and grab a marriage like that one in Dongtang." Ah or something... Hurry up."

She tossed and turned on the bed, studied several painful expressions after "being insulted and bullied", figured out what to say and what to do, and deduced it several times with Feifei. She felt that her acting skills were so good that she could win an Oscar. .

She rolled on the bed a few times, resting her chin and looking out the window, but gradually she felt a little sleepy, her eyelashes drooped, and she fell asleep.

…

Yu Wuse arranged a side palace for Jing Hengbo for "marriage". In fact, there were not many guests, just a few people from King Shang's palace, and Yeluqi and Peishu who refused to leave no matter what.

At the beginning, Long Yin had received Yeluqi and Pei Shu, but he did not explain to them the deal between him and Jing Hengbo, but only said that he was from the Longying family and had some relationship with Jing Hengbo. Come and help her make alchemy and restore her appearance.

This argument was also accepted by Yeluqi and Pei Shu, but Yu Wuse refused to explain the truth to these two people. The front hall where they lived was not decorated with red and colorful decorations, and no one mentioned the so-called "marriage" at all. Regarding the matter, Yu Wuse drank tea with Yeluqi and Pei Shu and chatted gossip, his eyes kept rolling around.

This abnormal state naturally attracted the attention of Yeluqi and Pei Shu. Yeluqi put down the tea cup and glanced at Pei Shu. Pei Shu seemed to get up unintentionally and walked to the window.

His eyes suddenly focused, and he saw behind a flowering tree in the moon cave gate, there seemed to be a group of red shadows, and there seemed to be a person hanging on the top of the flowering tree.

Pei Shu raised his eyebrows, feeling strange, and was about to go out to have a better look, when suddenly he heard the sound of swords coming from outside the palace gate.

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