maid's harem life

Chapter 128

Qingyin watched carefully, and slowly, the figures of the two...

"You." She said a word, then looked at Emperor Hades with a smile on his face.

"What about me." He teasingly looked at Qingyin's blushing face: "In the dynasty, you were inspected and... ate the emperor's tofu."

"You." Qingyin's face became more and more red, she suddenly stretched out her hand, and hung it on Emperor Hades' chest: "The emperor is you."

"How does the head grow?" He stretched out his hand and tapped her on the head: "That's when I realized it."

Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising.Underworld Emperor tried every means to lure Concubine Xue out, so naturally he would not let go of every opportunity.

"Then you still played tricks on me then." Qingyin frowned and turned away.

Amidst the noise, a group of people headed for the distance.

"Is Xuan Chao fun?" Lying on the couch, Qingyin asked over and over again, while the smile beside her was already fast asleep.

Emperor Hades patted her on the back, stroking Qingyin's head with his chin: "We'll be there soon."

With the sound of horseshoes, the two embraced tightly, heart to heart.

"Your Majesty, Xuan Chao has arrived." The right guardian in front reined in the horse and reported in front of the sedan chair.

Inside, Emperor Underworld heard this and stood up.

Outside, there was a shocking sound of beating drums: "Boom, boom, boom..."

Inspiring and generous.

The two opened the sedan chair curtain and walked out. Looking around, they saw a big drum above the tall city tower.

A woman was standing on the edge of the tower, and in the distance, on a bright yellow luan chair, a man was lying safely on the back of the chair, his sword eyebrows stretched out, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. On the index finger of his right hand, a A jade-colored finger is dripping with blood, and her slender body is cold and domineering.The whole feeling is that he works with the darkness and likes to destroy everything.A pair of wolf-like amber eyes are inlaid on the handsome face of Zhang Yang. When he is silent, danger surges, and the light hook of the corners of his lips is even more cruel and violent.

The woman's winding skirt was tied around her waist, tied in a knot, simple yet luxurious.The long hair was tied up, but without any accessories to match it, it was just tied into a ponytail.

On the side, the guards beat the war drums, and the woman tapped her toes lightly, and landed on a huge drum, her figure was enchanting, charming the king's heart.The slender waist twisted like a boneless body, stepped on the huge drum with the toes, turned around, and flew down.

In mid-air, it was already a miracle of her dancing. After turning around several times in succession, the hem of the skirt was opened and fluffed around. Looking at it as a whole, it looked like a holy water lily, which should not be disturbed.

On the big drum, two guards had already jumped onto it. The woman's body slowly descended, her feet landed on the shoulders of the two, and she turned around, facing a erected war drum.

She raised her hands lightly, and the sleeves on both sides slipped down, revealing a pair of snow-like lotus arms: "Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound is inspiring.The guards on the side shouted one by one, resounding through the clouds.

Drumming with both hands, the firm back is slender and familiar.

After a sound of the drum, the woman turned over, and lightly landed on the drum with her toes.

Under the burning eyes, there was a mole of tears enchanting and bewitching. She took a few steps forward, and smiled at the man under the drum.

Her glamorous face remained unchanged, her chin raised slightly, her arrogance was hard to tame.

Qingyin looked dumbfounded, but opened her eyes wide, grasping Emperor Hades' sleeves nervously with both hands: "Yue'er..."

With a soft call, he stretched out his hand and brought her into his arms. What's more, he brought the whole story into Xuan Chao, into the thrilling plots, power, peak, empress and emperor, country and country, family... Intricate disputes with the country.

In the boundless sky and earth, the unique fragrance of rape blossoms is tangy.The orderly ridges are full of young grasses that have just sprouted, and the middle has been trampled by, leaving only the two sides to thrive.

Large expanses of golden yellow fascinate the eyes of passers-by, who pass by from time to time, causing pollen all over their bodies.Small children gather together in groups of three or four, thinking about their toes, to pick the top buds.

"Ouch..."

Unsteady on their feet, they rolled down one by one, pressing down the piece of golden color swaying in the wind.

"It's all you."

"It's all you……"

One after another, reproaches came out of the field, and the few people didn't rush to get up, they just lay there, as if they had discovered the fun, and started to roll the rapeseed flowers with their bodies.

His body and face were covered in yellow, even his head.

Between laughter and laughter, the wind blows a piece of golden yellow and blows towards the front.

The depths of the forest, at a glance, give people a feeling of relaxation and joy.I am used to seeing that kind of color, but now that I roll my eyes, I can't help but make people stop.

A simple wooden house was built on the side of the path, and the fence surrounded the house. There was a large area in front of it, which was full of blue wild flowers.The flowers are fragrant and blooming brightly.The small path is covered with sky-blue petals, which complement the colors in the sky.

Behind the wooden house, there was a melodious flute sound. A masked man was sitting on a wooden stake, playing a tune.

In front, there is an earthen grave full of blue flowers, which is extremely simple.Even the surrounding areas are full of flowers of that color, vying to surround them, so lively.There is no stele, nor is there a word or a single thing to indicate the identity of the person in the tomb.Priest Fan stood up and came to the tomb after finishing the song: "Demon, it's enough for me to remember you."

One pair for life people!

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the earthen grave, looked at the blue wild flowers all over the ground, and took off the mask with one hand: "Demon, now, I will stand by your side, and I brought you to a A sunny place. This warm grassland is just like back then..."

The lone goose in the sky, guarding the dust, pulled the man's thoughts back to the night of the Ming dynasty.

"Hurry up, hurry up, over there..." Under a tall tree, a beautiful woman stood on tiptoe and softly shouted towards the top.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." After a few sounds, the green leaves whirled, and the branches trembled randomly. After shaking a few times, a handsome and extraordinary face emerged: "Demon, I can't find it."

"Cut." The woman snorted slightly, and turned her head pretending to be displeased: "I'm still a priest, and I can't find anything."

"I really can't find it." Priest Fan pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

"I can't believe it, it's obviously hidden in this tree." After the demon patrolled around, he pointed to the thick pole with one hand: "Look, there is still a mark here, isn't it?"

"Then, maybe someone stole it." Priest Fan simply sat down, his two slender legs dangling in front of her eyes.

"Who wants a broken flute?" Yao puffed her cheeks in displeasure, and tapped on her head with one hand: "I don't believe it, you pull me up."

"I really want to come up." Priest Fan shook his head in disbelief: "Aren't you the most afraid of heights?"

When the woman heard this, she was unconvinced and grabbed the sleeves on both sides upwards. Without saying a word, she hugged the tree pole with both hands and wanted to climb up.However, when the foot slipped, the whole person fell on the ground.

"Princess, what's the matter with you." On the side, the maid who was watching the night passed by and hurried forward.

"Er..." She touched her nose in a speechless manner, and patted the corner of her clothes with both hands to cover up: "That..."

Looking up, the Vatican priest was actually hiding behind the lush leaves, with his hands crossed on his chest, smiling all over his face.

Who is it?

Yao looked at the little maid in front of her, and her cheeks were actually a little blush. After a long time, she seemed to remember something: "That...you take care of my princess's affairs, go on."

The servant girl was so startled, she hurriedly knelt down: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."

"Okay, let's go down." The demon waved his hands and leaned against the tree trunk.

"Yes, the servant girl is leaving:" Looking at the figure fleeing in a hurry, the man on the tree couldn't help laughing long ago: "Haha" He pushed aside the green leaves in front of him with both hands, and suppressed that handsome face a bit: "It's pretty fierce."

The demon didn't refute or speak, but just leaned on the tree pole and fixed his eyes on the ground.

"Demon." Priest Fan looked down, only seeing the drooping head: "I'm angry."

The shoulders were already trembling slightly, the woman stretched out her hand, wiped her eyes, and quickly put her back behind her back, as if something was stuck on her hands. "Demon." Priest Fan whispered a few words, seeing that she still refused to agree, he panicked.

With a jump, he landed on the soft grass, stood in front of her, and stretched out his big hand to pull her over.

Turning around gently, the demon escaped his hands and came to the back of the Brahma Priest. With a kick of his legs, he jumped onto his back: "Take me up."

The Vatican priest subconsciously caught her leg, and her body was also very light, and what was wrapped around her neck was a natural orchid fragrance.

"Not angry."

"Who's angry." Yao asked back, bent one finger, and pressed it on his forehead: "Go up."

With a helpless smile, the Vatican priest Yunli brought the two of them up.The demon found a place to stay. She stepped on the tree pole with her feet and hugged her hands tightly, for fear of falling down: "It's obviously hidden here." She continued to search to herself, It wasn't until he put a hand across his waist that he turned around.

"It's here, don't look for it." Priest Fan pulled out the flute in his sleeve and shook it.

With a sigh of relief, she carefully sat down next to the man, and took the flute in her hand: "Honestly speaking, isn't it pretty?"

There was a pampering smile on Priest Fan's face. He fell behind the demon and leaned his whole body lightly on the tree pole: "It looks good, it's made by a demon, so it's naturally beautiful."

"Of course." The woman raised her eyebrows proudly, looking at the bamboo flute in her hand: "I cut the bamboo myself, and made it according to the musician's hand." At the end of the flute, there is a Root tassels, cyan flute body, crystal clear and emerald.

(End of this chapter)