Jiaolong Jue

The night was as light as ink, slowly blooming in the Forbidden City.

Covering the heavy buildings and palaces, touching Liu Hongcui, but unable to cover Shengge Yanqu, soft words whispered.

Following that, the palace lanterns were lit one by one, and the hazy light zigzagged and jumped, forming several rainbows, passing through, tactfully, and undulating between the deep pavilions...

This dream-like scenery not only indicates prosperity, but also highlights loneliness.

In the place where the song was still the same, and the dancing was graceful, there was a group of people holding palace lanterns of various colors, gathered around a chariot, and walked through a deep and wide alley.

After walking for a long time, the music behind him gradually disappeared, and the chariot slowly stopped at the main entrance of a newly built palace.

The golden embroidered dragon curtain hanging on the chariot was opened by the waiters on both sides. A man wearing a five-clawed dragon robe and a golden seven-treasure crown on his head slowly came down.

He was surrounded by a few people dressed as palace servants, carrying lanterns, and came to the gate. He paused for a while, looked up and saw the plaque of "Hundred Flowers Palace" hanging high in the middle of the gate. He didn't speak, and then walked in .

At this time, there were also several people standing on both sides of the gate respectfully.

Seeing him come in, he picked up a lantern and led the way.

The crowd surrounded him for a while, and in a trance, a towering pavilion appeared in front of him, and the man waved his hand to make everyone stop.

Only a personal attendant was left holding a lantern in front of him, guiding him and walking up the countless high stairs.

On the night of mid-spring, the wind was slightly cold, and at this time, there was a slight drizzle of rain, which made everything around him feel more dignified and confusing.

The person holding the lantern next to him turned his head and whispered:

"Your Majesty, since the Hundred Flowers Palace and the Qixian Pavilion were built, you have come every day, but the immortals have never come. This old slave feels that the wind is cold and dewy tonight, and it is raining. It is estimated that the immortals are too lazy to come out! If you have a dragon body, it's not good, or else, the emperor should go back first! The old slave will go up and take a look by himself, and that's all!"

After all, he reached out to help.

It turned out that this person was the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Tuohuan Timur.

There was a trace of displeasure on Timur's face, and he opened his hand and scolded in a low voice:

"Prayers for immortals, the key is to be sincere! The immortals have not arrived yet, which means that my heart is not sincere enough! This place is a holy place, you can't talk nonsense!"

After saying that, he didn't stop, just wrapped the Coiling Dragon cloak on his body tightly, and was already climbing up.

The people in front of them no longer dared to speak.

They finally climbed to the door of Tai Pavilion, and the two of them were exhausted and panting.

The waiter was closer to the door. When he was rushing to breathe, he suddenly felt that there was a strange scent mixed in the wet air, which made people feel very comfortable.

Unconsciously, he stepped forward and wanted to reach out to open the false red door.

He was grabbed by Duohuan Timur and whispered, "You slave, what do you want to do?"

The waiter came to his senses, pointed to the inside and said, "Your Majesty, there is a scent coming from inside, and the servants will be disturbed when they hear it, so..."

After all, he quickly knelt down and buckled his head.

The emperor ignored him, stood at the door, and smelled it carefully. Sure enough, there was a hint of fragrance in the air, which seemed to be absent, drifting away from the nose.

He was suddenly shocked, subconsciously looking for the fragrance, opened the door, and walked in.

Entering the pavilion, the fragrance was even more intense. He only felt that his body became more and more relaxed, and unconsciously, a fire started to burn slowly in his heart.

Inside the pavilion, there were no candles, and the light rain and mist, along with the breeze blowing in from all sides, were wrapped in through the open colored windows, sometimes gathered and sometimes scattered.

And that strange fragrance came from the center of the pavilion, the altar filled with various tributes.

Immediately, he was overwhelmed with surprise and walked over quickly.

Just when he was about to reach the edge of the altar, a pale-colored phantom suddenly appeared from behind the altar, and in a blink of an eye, it had moved to the window of the pavilion, and was about to leave.

Surprised, Timur hurriedly "thumped" and knelt on the futon and shouted:

"The immortals don't leave! Tohuan Timur doesn't intend to disturb the immortals, just ask the immortals to stay for a moment for the sake of my sincere prayer! Give me a glimpse!"

The figure stopped, and said with a chuckle: "Are you Tuohuan Timur, the current emperor?"

That voice, ethereal and sweet, makes people intoxicated.

He didn't dare to look up and hurriedly said, "Exactly!"

The woman said again: "My sister said that you use Tantra every day to practice the double cultivation technique of men and women, to wash away the dirt and strip the mortal fetus, just to meet our sisters. Is this...is it true?"

After Tuohuan Timur listened, he suddenly became excited, and his voice trembled slightly:

"Are you the legendary white bear woman? Although I am a king, I am not happy for a day. Since someone painted a picture of the graceful and heroic appearance of the heroine, I burn incense and look up every day, so that I can get a moment of joy and comfort. !

It's a pity that I used the soldiers of the world to find the fairy for many years, and there is no news so far!

Until not long ago, the middle book Youcheng Hama recommended a magician to me. He asked me to practice the double cultivation of men and women. He only said that once I used the virginity of those young women to absorb the dirt on my body, I would then, The fairy will come to the mortal world because of my sincere feelings and meet me!

After I heard it, I searched for those women who had broken their time every day and practiced with them. I didn't dare to slack off one day. "

Saying that, let's go.

The woman sneered and said, "I'm not a white bear woman! It seems that you like my sister, so I'm not annoying!"

After all, the figure was erratic, the colorful skirt was flying, and he was already standing on the fence carved out of jasper.

Surprised, Timur hurriedly strode forward, grabbed the woman's ankles, and shouted, "Fairy stay, fairies stay!"

The woman was pulled unsteadily by him, and her body immediately fell to the ground, and was being hugged by Duohuan Timur.

An even more intense fragrance came to the face.

Timur was dizzy for a while.

In the thin mist of water, looking at the beautiful and rain-like face in his arms, the fire in his heart quickly burned all over his body.

He picked up the shy and struggling woman in his arms, walked to the altar, gently placed her on the soft futon, and started to undress...

His thirsty breath and the woman's soft whisper, accompanied by bursts of fragrant fragrance, and slanting rain threads, lingered wantonly and wandered on the only pavilion that seemed to be between heaven and earth.

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