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When everything in this huge courtyard fell into the quiet moment of the night, between the long pavilions in a garden, there was a brightly lit scene of singing and dancing.

Here, rows of bronze butter lamp holders were spotted from the promenade of the water pavilion to the main hall.

But in that uniquely built viewing hall, candles made of natural beeswax that can withstand the breeze are used as the main lighting facilities. In this huge hall, there is no less light than the day.

In the corners, there are various silk and bamboo musical instruments, and the bronze wall clock on the side is also beaten by a girl with a waist and hips in a bright rhythm.

If you listen carefully, this is the music played at the palace banquet prepared by the palace to help the banquet guests.

It is possible that only the most favored Taiping can be brought to this place to play.

The empty venues used for performances are huge, but they are not larger than the venue dedicated to watching performances...above.

The venue is not as big as the naked eye can see, but it reflects the extraordinary in every detail.

The big red satin, like the cheapest linen, is spread on the entire high platform, but this kind of fabric of too thin material can not be used for the people who watch the performance on the stage, or sit or lie down. Provides excessive comfort.

Ever since, the fabric of another material has become the main material on the table.

That is soft fur.

The woolen blanket woven from the fluff of the most delicate little lamb is only used as the most inconspicuous scrap to fill the lining of this priceless soft fur blanket.

The exquisite whole calf leather on the outer side is tanned with a special process to make it full of elastic texture, so that the person lying on it is not soft or hard, and has moderate flexibility.

But this is too ordinary to show the luxury of their owner. On this elaborate soft couch, there is a whole piece of white tiger skin.

As if afraid of scaring the wonderful person lying on it, its head, as well as its sharp claws, have been artificially cropped.

Only the part with the most beautiful back and the smoothest fur was left, which was used as a cushion and a blanket, which was laid out on top.

Such a luxurious enjoyment, the person lying on it did not feel any joy.

Instead, she glanced at Emei lightly, as if there was some intractable problem, only light sorrow remained.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, graceful and luxurious.

The years have left enough marks on her body to let people who see her know that she is no longer an outstanding cardamom girl, but this does not detract from any point of her body, or even her beauty.

This woman in her early thirties is proud of her care, and the charm of a mature woman makes people who see her have only one feeling. A young and young girl can only be ashamed of herself when standing next to her.

Because the beauty of young youth is too thin, like a book without too much pen and ink, dry, and can only attract the eyes of those hairy boys who are not experienced enough.

Can not attract the interest of any real men.

But this woman is different. She just lay lazily on this soft couch, but the big red brocade robe she wore was also eclipsed by her thin, condensed skin.

A little cinnabar was on the right side of her chest, following her unconsciously propped up action, followed by this Feng Yun's chest, trembling together.

Like a red plum on the most slippery milk pudding, it is alluring, but it has a bit less vulgar sensuality and a bit more noble beauty.

The reason for this woman to get up is also very simple.

Outside this magnificent hall, a man walked.

A cyan robe. He casually draped it on his shoulders, with the simple trousers, silky white texture, floating in the breeze.

Seeing this makes people sigh, and only such a man can be worthy of such a woman.

And it makes sense for such a woman to stand up for such a man.

Sure enough, after seeing the people coming under the candlelight, the woman on the couch uttered the most pleasant greeting today: "Zhang Lang, are you here?"

As for the man who was walking slowly, when his whole figure appeared under the candlelight of this hall, everyone could see his current appearance clearly.

His feet were bare, and he was not wearing any footwear and socks. He walked barely all the way to the only place in the mansion where the lights were still lit.

Seeing this, the woman on the couch no longer cares about the nostalgia given to her by the soft comfort. She turned over and sat up from the couch in a panic.

"Changzong, why did you come here like this? I asked someone to pass a message to you, saying it was anxious, but it was not so eager."

But the man underneath that was cared by the woman had a look of gratitude and excitement. When he saw that the woman on the bed was about to get up and get off the stage to meet him, he ran two steps tightly without waiting for her to stay. Just greeted it.

"Princess, don't come down. When you hear the princess calling at this time, there must be something important to meet with me. How can you delay the princess's important affairs?"

Ah, the person on this couch is Princess Taiping.

That kind of luxury instantly became what it should be.

But when she heard Zhang Lang say this, Princess Taiping was moved. Instead, she held the hand Zhang Changzong handed over, and immediately dragged the man who was eager to see her and who regarded her as the heaven, to the soft couch. Go up, let his feet avoid the collision caused by this rough floor.

"Come on, no matter how important my business is, how can it compare to your body?"

"If you hurt a little, you can only hurt my heart in the end."

It seemed that Princess Taiping was very fond of Comrade Zhang Changzong.

After being relatively speechless for a while, only Princess Taiping sighed. As soon as she turned around, she leaned on her tiger-skin couch, sorrowingly expressing her purpose of summoning Zhang Changzong: " Zhang Lang, I can't sleep. Since I came back from the palace, I have tossed and turned."

"I have a headache, and my heart feels like a blockage. Your hand is the best. Help me comb my hair."

"Come and chat with me. Also solve my doubts, otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Hearing Princess Taiping's request, Zhang Changzong answered very well-behaved.

"Yes!"

After a simple response, he lifted a corner of the tiger's skin from the soft and protruding backside that was used as a leaning back, revealing a few pockets of small lattices hidden behind.

Pull open the drawer on the top layer, take out a comb made of ivory from it, use the white silk on the wrap comb to wipe the dust floating on it carefully, and then begin to gather it up. The princess's strand of blue silk was slowly combed.

I don't know if this comb is too comfortable when combing the scalp, or the gentle embrace of this man is too warm, so that Princess Taiping, who was still a little nervous and nervous, relaxes.

She slowly closed her eyes, let her body shrink into Zhang Changzong's arms, and expressed her dissatisfaction with what happened in the palace today.

"This Zhang Xiaobao is a real bastard."

"Do you know what he did today? Before he ever went out of the palace gate, he used a horse whip to slap the prince of the dynasty."

"It's just that the doctor of the censorship, it's just a memorial to impeach him."

"What he said is true. He seized the land of good people and molested women in the street. Is he justified?"

"Nowadays, who doesn't know Xue Huaiyi, it is because of the light of my mother, Lord Wu, that he called him a master, general, behind him is the queen of the dynasty."

"How come there is such a shameless person? Does he treat me and his elder brothers as his juniors?"

Speaking of Princess Taiping, she couldn't help but hammered the collapse under her body.

For fear that Taiping would be too agitated, even Zhang Changzong's hair combing movement slowed down a bit.

This wise man didn't say much, just waited silently for Princess Taiping to vent all the words, then thought about and comforted him.

Sure enough, thinking of something in general, Princess Taiping's glamorous face had a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

"I originally thought that since my mother is so old, there is no real love or falsehood, it is to comfort each other ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ who can enter her heart, who is the real winner."

"I'm so good or bad, looking for someone to beat the side to provoke the heart of the kid in the imperial hospital who wants to keep pace."

"And that kid named Shen Nanqiu really has some abilities, and he can actually make His Majesty the Emperor talk to him during his leisure time."

"But whoever came to think that this kid turned out to be a silver-rod wax gun head, which is not to be used."

Speaking of Princess Taiping, the bit of resentment on her face also weakened a bit, but with a hint of teasing, she gently turned her head in the direction of Zhang Changzong.

He lowered his voice for a few minutes, with a trace of charm, and said seductively: "Guess what, this should have happened naturally, from the chatter in the garden to the time when you and me on the bed, this Shen Nanzhuan was actually It wilts halfway through."

The sweet laugh of "Puff", like the most gorgeous flower blooming, made people dazzling, but the viciousness of it was only felt by Zhang Changzong as a man.

"The Shen Yu doctor, it turned out to be a weak individual, since he was a child, his body has been bad."

"But my mother, who is His Majesty Wu Huang of Datang? Even if she is more than sixty years old, she is still able to play polo, and she is well maintained like a forty-year-old woman."

"On that day, the upper court was not tired, and the next day after the next, there was no serious illness or minor calamity."

"The comfort she needs is hard for ordinary men? What's more, the frail Shen Nanzhuan?"

"Hey, at night, as an imperial doctor, he was called an imperial doctor, and he didn't die on the dragon bed. It's all his merits."

"Although my mother still cherishes Yu Doctor Shen's frailty, she is even more inseparable from Xue Huaiyi, but how can it be good?"