At four o'clock in the evening, in the royal palace of Laifeng Kingdom.
In the Qiongyu Palace, Ouyang Yuming, who had already gone to bed, suddenly turned over and touched a warm, soft body.
"How dare you! Who are you? Do you know... um..."
When Ouyang Yuming exclaimed, the other party had already blocked his chattering mouth with her lips.
"Mr. Ouyang, it hasn't been long since we last met, and you've already forgotten me?" Han Shuying pinched Ouyang Yuming's chin as a punishment, then put her arms around his neck and kissed him even more madly.
Han Shuying, who now knows the identity of this man whom she has been madly in love with for eighteen years, naturally wants to be with him all the time. How could she let herself waste any more time?
"Han Han?"
Han Shuying's lingering kiss lasted a full quarter of an hour. Ouyang Yuming looked in amazement at this woman who had the audacity to come directly to the palace to find him. Among his lovers, besides Yu Lianhuan, Han Shuying was probably the only one who dared to be so presumptuous.
"Why did you come to my bedroom? If someone saw us, even if we had ten heads we wouldn't be enough to chop off!" Ouyang Yuming put one arm around Han Shuying's slender waist, patted her chest lightly with the other hand, and said coquettishly in her ear.
Living in the imperial palace's backyard, Ouyang Yuming naturally experienced the loneliness of the inner palace. Apart from Yu Lianhuan, who occasionally sought him out for trysts, he could only hope for the Emperor Nalan Yunzhi's favor whenever he felt like it.
Han Shuying was both beautiful and graceful, and crucially, she was still deeply in love with Ouyang Yuming. Furthermore, she was from a country where men were respected, so there was no way he would get pregnant. He would be foolish not to eat the meat that was delivered to his door.
"Of course... I miss you..."
The two people, who were passionately attracted to each other, immediately became madly obsessed with each other.
The clothes were removed, the warm tent was closed, the red candles flickered outside the tent, the scenery inside the tent was charming, and the soft music continued. One seemed to want to make up for the shortcomings of the past eighteen years, while the other was immersed in it, enjoying the harmonious love between the two.
"Han Han, have you killed the person you said you would help me kill last time?"
An hour later, Ouyang Yuming rested lightly in Han Shuying's arms, kneading the softness of her body while recalling the extremely crazy and various postures they had just had.
"What's the rush?"
"I have already captured her and brought her to the capital, and have hidden her in a very secluded place."
Han Shuying's lips curled slightly. Since Hua Qingcheng was so important to Ouyang Yuming, she might as well use Hua Qingcheng as bait to enjoy the love and affection with Ouyang Yuming.
"really?"
Ouyang Yuming was very excited when he heard this, and he couldn't help but increase the strength with which he kneaded Han Shuying's snow-white breasts.
This Han Shuying is indeed a treasure. Not only is her skill in bed amazing, but she also solved a major problem for him. Thinking of this, Ouyang Yuming looked at Han Shuying with even more passion.
"Hmm~"
Han Shuying couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then she pressed Ouyang Yuming down again, continuing the next round of frantic attack on the city and the pool...
South City Charity House.
The bodies of the deceased who were left in the cemetery were generally those who had died in a foreign land and had no one to claim them, or those of the lonely elderly who were widowed or widowed. Normally, there were not many people here, except for an old woman who was responsible for managing the cemetery and would come in the morning and evening to burn incense for the unclaimed dead.
Hua Qingcheng was stuffed into a coffin with only a gap in the lid. She felt weak and sore all over, unable to move. She endured the torment of hunger and looked at the darkness above her head with depression.
"Boss, look, there's a stranger here. Let's go and absorb her yang energy!"
Hua Qingcheng didn't know that a pale little ghost was floating above her head. But she saw him baring his sharp fangs, drooling, and talking excitedly to a big ghost next to him.
"You idiot! Did you die of stupidity when you were alive?" The big green-faced ghost next to the little ghost scolded.
"Didn't you see there's a soul-soothing talisman on her? If you get close to her now, aren't you afraid your ghost will also be shocked by the talisman?"
"Besides..." The green-faced ghost trembled slightly, "Besides, this woman exudes the energy of a phoenix and even has a bit of dragon energy. If you try to absorb her yang energy, aren't you afraid of being burned to death?"
What the big ghost didn't say was that even if the woman only had a little bit of dragon energy, it was not something that little ghosts like them could get close to.
A single wisp of flying dragon energy was enough to dissipate the souls of these wandering ghosts and make them disappear between heaven and earth. He felt that his ghost life was too long, so he provoked this woman.
Hua Qingcheng, who was locked in the coffin, had no idea that she was being targeted by the little ghost, and her husbands were still looking for her day and night.
Outside the Laifeng Kingdom's palace, there were two tall and slender figures wearing black night clothes and black scarves on their faces, as well as a white ball, hidden in the dark.
"Second brother, Xiaobai chased us here in the evening. It's almost midnight now, can we go in?" Han Yichen held the little white tiger in his arms, his phoenix eyes full of sharpness.
Han Shuying had actually brought her young wife to the palace? Did Ouyang Yuming really think he was that good? Was he worthy of Han Shuying doing this for him?
For Ouyang Yuming, Han Shuying not only gave up her own son, but now she even wanted to hurt the most important person in his life...
"Third brother, I think the time is almost right, let's go!"
As Situ Ye finished speaking, two black figures along with a white ball avoided the sight of the patrolling guards and secret guards and leaped into the palace.
The two of them scurried across the palace grounds, following Xiaobai's gestures, whether by shaking his head or extending his paws. It couldn't be helped; Xiaobai was still young, and walking so much distance from Huaqiao Village to the capital was exhausting. A free rickshaw ride naturally saved them a lot of effort.
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