The Empress’s Gigolo

Honestly taught in the school for a few days, Ren Baqian finally waited for the medicinal materials sent by the caravan manager.

Most of the materials are easy to obtain, but there are not many of them. Six of them were found in Lancheng, and they were acquired by the southwest, especially to send people to the 60,000 Dashan.

There is the base camp of the ancient people.

Anyway, Ren Baqian finally can continue to cultivate.

Seven servings are enough for him to use for more than a month, which can temporarily solve the urgent need.

That night, Ren Yaqian entered Muxiang Guan for a long time. When he woke up from Muxiang Guan, he felt exhausted.

I was accustomed to this feeling before. After two months of rest, this exhaustion made him a little uncomfortable.

The next morning Ren Yaqian shook his fist, and finally felt the increase in strength after a long absence.

This feeling of strength growth is really good.

However, when he saw Tonglan in the palace in the afternoon, he immediately felt that the growth of the previous power was his illusion.

After being beaten firmly by Tonglan, Ren Baqian said to Tonglan seriously: "Your grandpa will always be your grandpa!"

"Boom"

Ren Baqian took a hard punch.

Ren Baqian continued to Tonglan with a black eye: "Your teacher is always your teacher, you must learn to respect the teacher."

"Huh!" Little Loli snorted coldly towards the sky, and gave him a disgusting look.

Today's training is over, Ren Baqian said earnestly to the empress: "Your Majesty, I think I need to change my opponent."

"Eight years old?" The Empress looked at him funny.

Ren Yaqian's tangled face, in case he even hit himself at the age of eight, isn't it a bit shameful?

He absolutely believes that the empress can find an "genius" who can hang himself at the age of eight.

"Or change the guard in the palace to be my opponent ..." Ren Baqian tried to grit his teeth and cut his teeth.

In any case, the guard in the palace is a bit lighter than Tonglan, no matter what his identity is.

And the strength of the palace guards is not necessarily comparable to Tonglan.

Not only are the strengths of the ground wheels, but also what Tonglan learns is not something that the guards in the palace can reach. After all, the old Tongzhen Zhenzi is a **** wheel.

Just look at the Tongzhenye Black Tiger who has taken the heart of thirteen consecutive times over Qinchuan.

From the perspective of feeling, Ren Baqian always felt that the book of Shang Bing should be able to play better than the book of Shang Bing.

But in fact Qin Chuan defeated more.

"When you win Tonglan, I'll change it for you!" The empress looked at Ren Baqian's expression changed, her eyes bent, as if laughing in her heart. It took me a long time to say such a sentence.

"Your Majesty ..." Ren Baqian grieved.

"Efforts to win her, even a ten-year-old can't beat it, it's not very good." The Empress added.

Ren Baqian felt that the empress had sprinkled a salt on her wound.

This is not only unpleasant, it's shameful to say it out.

Forget it, Tonglan is Tonglan, at least there is a benefit to playing against Tonglan.

Every time I stand with her, I am a bit taller than her, and I still have a psychological advantage.

If you put on the five big and three thick guards, this advantage will be gone.

The rain in the rainy season came, and it was just sunny. Ren Baqian sat in a chair next to the female emperor for a while, and the sky was covered with clouds.

Ren Baqian and the Empress returned to the main hall, and it began to rain heavily. The heavy raindrops hit the tiles and the ground, making a crackling noise.

"Your Majesty eat hot pot at night?" Ren Baqian looked at the rain outside in the hall and asked, turning his head.

"Good!" The Empress nodded.

Things like hot pot are not enough.

When the sky was not dark, the guards brought the hot pot items under the rain. Ren Baqian and the empress heard the sound of rain in the temple. The hot pot in front of them felt very good.

Ren Baqian pours wine for both, raises a glass towards the empress, and then drinks it.

"The people in the south are always dishonest. They have just killed a batch, and recently they have noticed that they are connected in private." The empress said with a drink.

I don't know when she became accustomed to this habit. She always likes to talk about things while eating.

"Oh!" Ren Baqian nodded.

This kind of thing has never ended, but it became more serious after the war with Daxia.

"Do you have any ideas?" The Empress asked lightly.

"Let's go there!" Ren Baqian thought for a while. "After all, it will take some time to deal with these things, so prepare for the cloud country. However, this will not accompany His Majesty, but it is a bit regrettable."

"In this case, you don't have to regret it, I'll go there once," said the Empress gently.

"Your Majesty is going too?" Ren Baqian was slightly surprised, but did not expect the Empress to go there.

"I want to see, the court gave them decades of smooth life, why they are not satisfied." Said the emperor. She was also tired of the little movements of those people. If she hadn't promised them, she would have wanted to kill them all.

Now that she is going to solve it, she also wants to see what those people are like, what kind of life they are living, and whether the court has treated them badly.

"What about the government?" Ren Baqin asked. I used to go to the north because of the fighting and everything was urgent. Now that the fighting has stabilized, it seems inappropriate for the empress to leave the state and run to the south.

"There is a perseverance, and there is a radio station. It can't be delayed." The Empress did not care.

"Nachen has to bring the students with him. I'm afraid this trip will take some time." Ren Baqian continued.

"By the way, Your Majesty depends on the palmistry? When Chen was a kid, he learned from the old man." Ren Baqian asked, turning his eyes.

"Look at the palmistry?"

"Everyone's palmistry is different ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ From the palmistry, we can see the fate of a person. This is a skill that has been passed down for thousands of years," Ren Baqian explained.

"What do you think?" The Empress was stunned by his words.

"Your Majesty will give me your hand." Ren Baqian said, holding the Empress's hand, and opened her palm, then the other hand touched the Empress's palm, and her eyes narrowed.

Touched it, another time, another time ...

The Empress went from looking forward to raising her eyebrows to seeing the cold light ...

Ren Baqian coughed: "From the point of view of the number of lives, His Majesty is born rich and rich, but he is the richest man in the sky, and he is on the top of the world.

Judging from the marriage, His Majesty's marriage line has been drawn, and there are no twists and turns.

The Empress continued to look cold, she always felt as if she had been cheated by the guy in front of her ...

"From the perspective of financial fortune, Your Majesty's Fortune is unparalleled and has the wealth of the world. Although the financial fortune is not good at present, this year is the year of Your Majesty's Transit.

From the perspective of children, Your Majesty has twelve children ... "

"Snapped!"

The emperor's ears turned red and cold and looked at Ren Baqian: "Twelve children?"

Have twelve children? It's scary to think about it.

And the ancients had a hard time giving birth.

It is usually good for three or five children, otherwise the ancient people will not be so few.

With her strength, it is more difficult to want a child.

This **** really lied to himself.

Ren Qianqian shakes his hand, his face twitched.

"Yeschen has twelve children ..." Ren Baqin said as he inhaled.

"Slam!" The female emperor Feng's eyes widened, and the twelve children were not their own. Whose?

"Your Majesty, it's swollen ..." Ren Baqian's face was aggrieved.