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Chapter 450 Lin'an: Simu, you must be more favored than the empress!

Princess Lin'an, who thought she had some knowledge of poetry, snatched the poem from Miss Wang's hand and quickly swept her watery peach blossom eyes across the letter paper.

As she read, she subconsciously read out the poem, raising her delicate eyebrows, ready to tease Miss Wang at any time.

"I slept through the spring and didn't wake up until dawn. In my dream, I had no more clothes...

There was a sound of wind and rain at night, and the children were having fun! "

After Bian Bian finished reading, her eyes suddenly widened with an incredible expression, and a blush instantly appeared on her small round face.

Wang Simu's face also blushed, but she couldn't stop Bian Bian from reciting the poem. Li Changan's previous exchanges of poems with her were all very serious.

But today's song is really explicit...

Xiaogang opened his mouth, his bright whites of eyes rolled around, and his face turned red.

Today was an eye-opener. It seems that Miss Wang will soon become the princess's sister.

This is a good thing, otherwise, with the princess's naivety, she would often be fooled around in the king's harem.

If Miss Wang entered the harem, together with Princess Pingyang, the two of them and Princess Lin'an would form the largest party in the Heavenly King's harem.

If we don't stick together, how can we compete with the powerful and overbearing empress and the high and mighty imperial teacher?

"Simu!" ​​Lin'an put one hand on his waist and pointed at Wang Simu with his little hand holding the letter.

"Tell me the truth, has His Majesty ever visited you?"

Wang Simu raised her head, the blush on her face faded a little, and she took Lin An's hand and said, "Of course not. If I had, why would I hide it from the princess? We are good friends."

Bian Bian stared at Wang Simu with suspicious eyes, looked him up and down, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, you still look like a novice..."

Bian Bian regained the ferocious expression she had when she was a girl, looking like a little cat with bared fangs and claws.

"When you enter the Heavenly King's Palace, you must put yourself in the right place!"

Wang Simu smiled sweetly, "Of course, Simu will definitely follow Sister Lin'an's lead, but I don't know if the Heavenly King thinks highly of me."

There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, but her face showed a pitiful expression, as if she was worried about something.

This sentence deliberately left room for Lin'an to make decisions, allowing Her Royal Highness the Princess to make decisions on the country.

Sure enough, when Lin'an saw Wang Simu's lustful look, he thought of the time when he was teased by Li Changan.

Bian Bian held up her little hands and sat on the chair, with her breasts, which had grown a lot, raised high, just like a young woman imparting her experience to a young girl.

"Si Mu, if your husband has no interest in you, how could he write such a poem? It is obvious that he does not regard you as an outsider."

"You are the daughter of the Prime Minister, you are both talented and beautiful, and your literary talent is even far superior to that of the Empress. How could the King of Heaven not like you?"

"Although the empress is talented, she looks fierce. If you marry her, you will definitely be more favored than her!"

Wang Simu's heart was in her throat. Only Princess Lin'an would dare to say such a thing, and her talent was still far behind Huaiqing's.

"Besides, the Empress is so busy, how can she have so much time to serve her husband? She has served her husband less times than I have."

Bian Bian raised her chin, twisted her increasingly flexible and skillful waist, and spoke with considerable pride.

What she didn't know was that the time and quality of Huaiqing once were comparable to mounting it ten times.

With the unlimited blessing of various elixirs, Biao Biao has just stepped into the seventh level of Qi-eating realm. However, his comprehension of the dual cultivation technique and the strength of his own Qi cannot be compared with Huai Qing.

Li Changan's harem has started practicing Taoism. Pingyang, Lin'an, and Xu Lingyue have all entered Taoism.

Wang Simu seemed greatly encouraged by Lin'an's encouragement, but a trace of worry flashed across her pretty face.

"But I haven't seen His Majesty the King for a long time."

Lin An pointed out, "Isn't there a war going on recently? Your husband is very busy, and he wants to visit you, but he doesn't need you to see him."

"With his magical powers, he can appear in your boudoir at any time. Who else in Dafeng can stop him?"

After hearing what Princess Lin'an said, Wang Simu bit her lip, and a sense of anticipation rose in her heart.

If even the king of pop can write such a poem, that day... should not be far away.

……

That night.

In Wang Simu's boudoir, Wang Simu was sitting in the bathtub, his mind full of Li Changan's pornographic poem.

She had to admit, she was looking forward to the sound of wind and rain.

She and Li Changan are already very familiar with each other. More than a year has passed since she first started discussing poetry with him.

Over the past year, many things have happened in Dafeng, but they are all related to Li Changan.

The person she looked up to so much was getting closer and closer to her.

The bathtub was filled with flower petals, and the subtle fragrance mixed with the mist, wafting in the room.

Wang Simu scooped up a handful of hot water, raised a pair of flawless white arms, and let the gentle water flow from her palms through her arms, and finally flow down her neck to her full chest.

The two upright upper parts are stained with drops of tempting water, and they look lifelike as if they are floating on the water.

The warm running water made Wang Simu’s mind a little confused.

The hot body twisted unconsciously underwater.

Like many nights before, there are always a few days every month when I miss my loved one especially.

"Your Majesty..." Her rosy little mouth opened and closed slightly, calling out to the man she had been thinking about day and night.

The water in the bathtub was gurgling. Wang Simu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the relaxation and impact brought by the hot water.

At this moment, Wang Simu suddenly found that someone was holding down his shoulders.

The big hands were very powerful, like a pair of iron clamps, tightly holding the slippery shoulders.

Wang Simu opened his eyes instantly, and then found that the man in front of him was looking down at him with a faint smile.

"King of Heaven..." Wang Simu subconsciously covered his chest with both hands, but his arms were already firmly held down.

Her face, which was originally slightly red, suddenly felt like it was burning.

The hot and humid mist in the room surged and finally floated into her eyes.

"Simu, you just called me." Li Changan smiled and admired the beauty in the water without any scruples.

Wang Simu had nowhere to hide and could only lower his head, not daring to look Li Changan in the eye.

The delicate woman, who was as tender as a lotus emerging from the water, felt the man's fiery and wanton gaze, and was secretly delighted and expectant, yet also a little nervous and uneasy.

"Well...Simu called..." She couldn't lower her head too much because her shoulders were held down firmly.

Li Changan loosened his arms and said, "What are you waiting for? Stand up and change clothes for me."

Wang Simu was trembling all over and his mind went blank.

She only knew that this was the most powerful man in Dafeng and his orders could not be disobeyed.

Even Empress Huaiqing was respectful and obedient to him.

Miss Wang slowly stood up, then lowered her head, turned around, and stretched out her hands to Li Changan's waist.

……

half a month later.

Xu Mansion.

The lanterns are on.

At the dining table, Xu Xinnian held the bowl and lowered his head to eat, occasionally looking up to glance at Ji Baiqing.

This person's appearance surprised him, but also not surprised him.

With an elder suddenly appearing in the family, accidents are inevitable. Xu Qian'an has accepted this "biological mother", not because they are so close, but because she is a good person.

Xu Xinnian thought it was a good idea. Since his elder brother brought his biological mother back, there would definitely be no problem with this aunt.

After Xu Xinnian and Xu Pingzhi returned home, especially the latter, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat stiff and heavy.

After greeting his sister-in-law, Xu Pingzhi didn't say anything. After drinking a pot of wine, he finally couldn't help asking:
"Ning Yan, where did Xu Pingfeng escape to?"

Hearing this, Xu Xinnian subconsciously looked at his elder brother.

The two brothers kept Xu Pingfeng's murder a secret from their uncle Xu and did not tell him.

After meeting his sister-in-law today, Uncle Xu finally couldn't help but speak.

Xu Qian'an chewed the rice and said in a calm tone:
"He died. He died the day I returned to the capital. My master killed him."

"Second uncle, he deserved to die." Xu Qian'an added.

Xu Pingzhi was silent for a moment, said "oh" without any expression, and continued to eat with his head down, eating much faster.

Soon, he was the first to finish his meal and wiped the corners of his mouth, "I'm done."

Without giving anyone a chance to speak, he stood up and left the inner hall, heading towards the inner courtyard in the night.

After just two or three minutes, everyone in the hall heard the faint sound of wailing coming from the inner courtyard.

No one spoke, everyone pretended not to hear and continued eating.

When his father's crying stopped, Xu Erlang cleared his throat, raised his chin, and announced:
“I have been promoted to the sixth rank Confucian realm. You may not know that in the Confucian system, the sixth rank is a watershed.

Students who have reached this level can be considered the real backbone.

Because the sixth-rank Confucian scholars have excellent combat power and are among the best in the same realm of the major systems. "

He used the words "mainstay" and "outstanding person" to hint to everyone that being able to reach this level at his age was enough to show his extraordinary talent.

Xu Qian'an nodded: "Yes, Erlang's talent is indeed good."

Xu Erlang was about to say something modest when he heard his elder brother say:

"If aunt doesn't count, Erlang's talent is stronger than that of second uncle, so he ranks fourth in the family."

What does the fourth one mean?

Big brother is not jealous of my talent and is suppressing me. Xu Xinnian said calmly:

"Brother, don't joke around. Who are the second and third?"

Xu Qian'an pondered and said:

"It's hard to say if you're second or third, but you're definitely fourth."

Xu Xinnian raised his eyebrows and said unhappily:

"Is Lingyue's talent for cultivation better than mine? What level is Lingyue now?"

With his current level of cultivation, he had already noticed that Xu Lingyue was practicing Taoist techniques in secret.

Xu Lingyue lived in Tianwang Mansion, but often came next door to visit her parents.

Xu Qian'an said, "He is at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm."

Golden elixir! ? ?

Xu Erlang almost spit out the food in his mouth.

Xu Lingyue started practicing Taoism with Li Changan, and it has been just over a year now.

Thinking of this, Xu Erlang was stunned.

Fifth-grade golden elixir. When those two Tianzong’s Dragon and Phoenix were at the golden elixir realm just now when they came down the mountain, weren’t they?

A large number of old Taoists in Lingbao Temple are only of the seventh or eighth rank. What kind of talent does Xu Lingyue have?

Xu Xinnian's mouth opened slowly, and he was like a wooden chicken.

Dad, let’s cry together. He turned his head suddenly and looked towards the inner courtyard.

On the dark and lightless seabed, the huge body of "Huang" drifted with the undercurrent.

When reaching a certain abyss, five or six thick tentacles suddenly stretched out from the abyss without light, blocking the way with great momentum.

"Crash!"

The five tentacles stirred up turbulent undercurrents and dense bubbles, and entangled towards the body of "Huang".

“Huang” is like a nimble and coquettish fish, swimming obliquely, lying on its side, twisting its big and thick waist, and easily avoiding the entanglement and slapping of tentacles.

And during the whole process, it never woke up.

It seemed as if the water flow was controlling this huge creature, making it perform various difficult evasive moves.

Rumble. The seabed shook violently, and something in the abyss seemed angry.

Evil and terrifying tentacles emerged from the dark abyss, like blooming tentacles, bringing up large amounts of dusty mud.

It bared its fangs and claws, seeming to sweep away any living creature passing through the abyss.

The surface of these tentacles is covered with incomplete lines, like a complete painting with part of it wiped off randomly, and the huge suction cups are covered with fleshy thorns and are wriggling slightly.

"It looks like he is a being that is not weaker than you. But it's a pity that his spiritual essence has been almost destroyed."

The supervisor determined the status of the monster in the abyss based on the incomplete patterns on the surface of the tentacles.

"You are worthy of being a master of destiny." Dahuang said lightly. With a beautiful drift, he avoided the three tentacles coming towards him.

The tentacles slapped against the sea floor, creating an earthquake-like effect.

The soft mud and dust rose up like smoke, turning the originally clear sea water into a rolling turbid torrent.

“Any force in the world has its own unique arrangement and combination, and different substances have different patterns.

The secret of a formation master is to interpret these patterns.

Left, left, be careful to avoid.
When you have a clear understanding of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, Earth, Wind, Water and Fire, you can control all the forces in the world.
Here it comes again, quickly dodge to the right, dodge back."

The supervisor said as he gave instructions.

Dahuang emphasized his tone and said angrily: "I am not your disciple!"

"I always think that Warlock is the most special of all systems.

A fourth-grade formation master can control most of the power in the world, and someone like you can peek into the secrets of heaven and observe fate.

However, even beings like the Gu God and the Wu God, the former with the art of heavenly Gu and the latter with the art of divination, can only occasionally observe a corner of fate.

But you, a mere destiny master, have accomplished something that even super masters cannot do.

But if Warlock is a system that exists to give birth to Gatekeepers, then everything can be explained reasonably. "

Snapped!
Finally, with the help of its "companions" in pursuit and interception, one tentacle successfully hit the belly of the sheep-bodied human-faced monster.

The skin and flesh suddenly cracked, and large streams of blood oozed out, dyeing the sea water a sad and bright red.

The Supervisor said with two "tsk tsk" sounds, praising:
"Amazing! The power of this whip is at least at the level of a high-level first-class warrior."

Huang said in a deep voice:
“Supernatural strength is one of its innate magical powers. In its heyday, its tentacles can easily tear my body apart.

Of course, the physical body is not my area of ​​expertise.

In ancient times, it fought a fatal battle with the "dragon" in the deep sea, and the tsunami it caused almost submerged half of the Kyushu continent.

It was this battle that broke the balance between gods and demons and marked the beginning of the end of gods and demons.

After this battle, there was only one overlord left in the deep sea.

Unfortunately it wasn’t it, it was a dragon.”

(End of this chapter)