Chapter 181 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 19
The man's voice was extremely weak, filled with fatigue from intense exercise.
Jingchuantang frowned slightly and was about to reach out to take down a piece of glazed tile to take a peek inside when a black shadow with fluttering sleeves flashed by on his left. The other party's destination was actually the roof of the Yangxin Palace.
The man in black was wrapped tightly, with a black scarf on his face, black clothes and black boots, without any symbolic items.
He walked briskly, tapping his toes lightly, and landed steadily on the roof.
When the man in black saw the man in red on the roof, he was obviously stunned and stopped.
The two met on a narrow road and looked into each other's eyes. No one spoke, and there was a strange silence in the air for a moment.
Jingchuantang narrowed his eyes slightly and tied the wine jug around his waist lazily.
"Since you are here, why not stay and chat with me?"
This is the imperial palace of Qianqiu Kingdom after all. The other party walked in as if no one was around and did not alarm the palace guards. It is obvious that he has profound skills.
The man in black had his long hair tied behind his back. After Jingchuantang finished speaking, the man rushed towards him.
Jing Chuantang raised the corner of his mouth, and interest flashed in his eyes:
"What courage."
Looking at his iconic red clothes, it is impossible for the other party not to know his identity. Even though they knew his identity, they still dared to attack him, which obviously meant that they were confident that they could escape from him unscathed.
The two men, one in black and one in red, started fighting on the roof under the moonlight.
Quan Jiu crossed his legs, poured himself a pot of fruit wine, held the golden cup in his hand, and shook the wine glass in his hand.
"Are you tired already? You don't have enough physical strength. You want to serve me with this little physical strength? It's simply a foolish dream."
A group of noodle bosses were about to cry out loud.
They "use their beauty to please men" and don't need strenuous exercise in their daily lives. These two hundred push-ups will paralyze them.
Quan Jiu stretched lazily:
"It's only been half an hour... How about this, take off your shoes."
The two men on the rooftop were fighting fiercely. Suddenly, a man screamed in pain and seemed to be very happy. The fighting movements stopped.
The two of them stopped in tacit understanding and stared at the roof below their feet.
“Ahh…”
"No."
"Your Majesty, it's itchy..."
Several men shouted at once.
The casual smile on Jing Chuantang's lips paused for a moment, and his eyes, which were always smiling, became indifferent and distant.
The man in black had his face covered, but the aura around him had obviously subsided.
Jingchuantang seemed to understand something: "Are you here for His Majesty?"
Man in black: “…”
Not going to talk.
Jing Chuantang raised his eyebrows: "Since we have the same goal, let's temporarily cease fire."
He squatted down, reached out to remove a piece of glazed tile, and finally saw the source of the "strange sound" in the house.
The eight men were dressed neatly, without even taking off their outer clothes, but they took off their shoes. They faced each other and tickled the soles of each other's feet.
And this strange sound floated out from the mouths of a group of people from time to time...
As for Quan Jiu, the culprit...
The woman was drinking some wine and holding a brush, seemingly painting, without even glancing at the group of people.
An evil smile slowly emerged in Jing Chuantang's eyes and spread uncontrollably to the corners of his mouth. He felt inexplicably happy and shook his head.
"That's something she could do..."
He is obviously a very serious person, but he insists on throwing "obscene" dirty water on himself.
Not only that, she is smart and quirky, completely different from the rumored image of a big-breasted and brainless woman.
The man in black on the other side was also stunned.
He had imagined many erotic scenes, but he had never imagined it would be like this.
The woman was wearing a layered red robe with a retro and exquisite embroidered skirt with a train. She had an intricate golden tassel hairpin on her head and her long hair hung down like a waterfall. From time to time, she curled her lips and smiled sweetly. In an instant, she looked like an exotic flower in its infancy, a beautiful jade with a halo, and as bright as the clouds.
The flickering candlelight illuminated her deep and beautiful eyes, adding a touch of otherworldly coldness.
When the men in black discovered Quan Jiu’s true identity for the first time, they were obviously more shocked than Jingchuan Tang.
The two men looked at each other tacitly, and the man in black actually took the initiative to speak.
"You knew that a long time ago?"
His throat felt like it was stuck with a stone, unable to move up or down, and it was very uncomfortable.
Jing Chuantang tried hard to recognize the other person's voice, but the other person deliberately lowered his voice and his original tone could not be heard at all.
Jingchuantang: "Your Majesty will naturally not hide it from me."
Mo Xi, who had specially changed his hair and eye color: "..."
No wonder "Zhu Yan" hasn't paid much attention to him recently. It turns out that he has a new love.
Jing Chuantang looked at him with a frown and raised eyes.
Can't resist stimulation?
It seems nothing special.
As the two men were confronting each other, another person came from a distance.
Xu Zhu walked hurriedly, his white robe particularly dazzling in the dark night.
When the two men discovered Xu Zhu, the other party obviously discovered them as well.
"Who is here?"
He swung out a bright moon fan from his left hand, flying directly towards the two men's heads.
Jingchuantang stretched out his jade flute to block the flying folding fan. The fan hit the flute, spun around, and flew back into Xu Zhu's hands.
Mo Xi was unhappy: "Another one?"
He just didn't pay attention to "Zhu Yan" for a short period of time, but the other party actually provoked so many big shots?
Imperial Master, Jingchuan Hall...
Xu Zhu stepped forward slowly:
"General Jing, why aren't you staying at the General's Mansion late at night? You're actually here to be a thief?"
Jing Chuan Tang untied the wine flask on his waist, raised his head and took two big gulps:
"Why is the Imperial Preceptor not staying at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and wandering outside Your Majesty's bedroom late at night?"
Xu Zhu: "Of course it's something important."
Jingchuantang was not at all inferior and was frank:
"What a coincidence! I have something important to discuss with His Majesty."
Mo Xi was sandwiched between the two of them and silently chose to play dead.
Since "Zhu Yan" didn't cheat on him, there was no need for him to stay.
He turned around and wanted to leave, but Jingchuantang had already anticipated his move and swung his flute at Moxi's knees!
Mo Xi dodged nimbly, but unexpectedly Xu Zhu also came to stop him.
Two men, one on the left and one on the right, blocked his way.
Jingchuantang: "The Imperial Master and I have important matters to attend to. I wonder what brings this Excellency to visit us so late at night?"
Mo Xi chose to start fighting directly.
The three of them started fighting instantly.
Quan Jiu was painting leisurely, but gradually, she realized something was wrong.
"Ergou, did you hear any strange noises?"
She stopped writing with her red pen.
001: "I heard it."
Quan Jiu was shocked: "Then why don't you tell me?"
001: "I want to watch them fight for a while longer."
Quan Jiu: “???”
"Stop, stop, stop shouting, take off your clothes!"
She gave the order.
The lovers who were tortured to death and were dying showed joy on their faces!
Is Your Majesty finally going to "enjoy" them?
The group of people shyly and nervously took off their outer clothes. Just as they were about to take off all their clothes, Quan Jiu immediately stopped them.
"Okay, that's it."
The goal is to create a half-exposed, disheveled effect.
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