The Book of Troubled Times

Zhao Changhe openly entered the inner palace with Tang Wanzhuang in his arms.

There is a hot spring bath exclusively for the emperor in the inner palace. In fact, Xia Longyuan himself has never used it. He does not need to bathe if he is not stained with dirt. The only person who usually uses this bath is the queen who has been sentenced to death long ago. She has never even used Huangfu Qing. In theory, she can't come unless she obeys the imperial edict.

But even though it has not been used much, there are still a large number of people here responsible for cleaning and changing the water every day. The clouds and mist everywhere make you feel like a fairyland when you walk in. It is much more decent than the Huaqing Pool you saw when traveling in this world.

The maids, all wearing light veils, watched timidly as Zhao Changhe entered with Tang Wanzhuang in his arms, kneeling and waiting in the mist of the fairyland. There were fruits and melons serving him by the pool, and they looked very corrupt and depraved.

That's why people want to be emperors.

Now Zhao Changhe is actually no different from the emperor in the palace, maybe even more emperor than Xia Chichi. Because it was impossible for the "Queen Mother" to listen to Xia Chichi. It was enough to ask Xia Chichi to copy books once she put on the mask, but the Queen Mother belonged to him.

But I feel that Xia Longyuan, the NPC in Japan, has no need in this regard. In fact, neither does Zhao Changhe. If it is not for love, it is meaningless. Otherwise, why would he bother with the palace if he wants a woman now?

Glancing at the timid Qingsha palace maids, Zhao Changhe didn't even have an idea and said directly: "Everyone, get out."

The maids didn't know whether they were relieved or a little disappointed, so they all bowed and left.

Tang Wanzhuang, who was in her arms, quietly raised her eyes to look at him, turned around and said, "Go and help me get Baoqin..."

The answer came from outside: "Yes."

Zhao Changhe smiled: "Why, do you think I can be corrupt? I can be corrupt but not in front of you."

Tang Wanzhuang didn't understand corruption very well, but she understood it in the context, and then said: "You must not be corrupted... Huangfu Qing's hands did not have time to insert into every corner of the palace. I don't know how many families there are. Anzi..."

"Okay, okay..." Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and deliberately teased her: "Now there is no one to serve here, what should I do?"

Tang Wanzhuang bit her lower lip, tilted her head and said, "You put me down, I...I, I'm here to serve..."

It was really interesting to see her shy temperament and her blushing face as she said shameful words. Zhao Changhe sat by the pool and hugged her across his lap, whispering in his ear: "I think... I'd better serve the leader... …”

Sure enough, these words were more shameful than ordering her to serve. Under the mist of the hot spring, Tang Wanzhuang's face turned red to the root of her neck, and her body twisted slightly and struggled: "You, you... you are now laughing at me with these words... …”

How could I escape from his clutches with that little struggle? After struggling, I found that the belt had been skillfully untied.

Tang Wanzhuang reached out to cover her face in anger again, thinking to herself that you are too skilled...

His delicate hand was caught, his lips kissed his ear, and he whispered: "Is it hot? Disciple, please undress the master."

Tang Wanzhuang: "..."

Have you folded enough?

She was also wearing a thick mink fur coat, and it was really starting to feel a little hot in the mist of the hot spring. Her pretty face was flushed, and she didn't know how much it was because of embarrassment or how hot it was.

The hand was weakly taken away, and the mink fur was lightly opened, revealing the plain white clothes underneath.

"Traitor..." Tang Wanzhuang panicked inexplicably. She pinched her slender hand aside and held it tightly, but she obeyed without resistance and allowed him to continue to untie her.

Zhao Changhe couldn't take his eyes away from that look.

I have tasted the free and easy witches and witches, and this evening makeup is really the most special scene. And this situation is really beautiful...

She is recognized by most people as the most beautiful woman in the world... Although being the most beautiful woman in the world may have a slight frailty and status bonus, in fact the biggest bonus is that she has such a unique temperament in this world.

And when this temperament is desecrated, it is most touching.

The fingers parted the clothes and traced the skin, which was cold and delicate, like jade or fat. With just this touch, Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help but tremble a little, and whispered: "Stop playing, okay..."

She knew it was playing with, like playing with a piece of art.

Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "I was just checking to see if it was cleaned..."

Tang Wanzhuang was angry: "You..."

The next moment, her clothes were flying and she was thrown to an unknown place. Zhao Changhe hugged her and jumped directly into the water with a "plop".

Tang Wanzhuang groaned as the heat of the hot spring stimulated her, and she was choked back what she wanted to say.

Heat also came from his palm, hotter than a hot spring, going straight into his meridians.

Tang Wanzhuang's heart moved slightly. Even now, Zhao Changhe has not forgotten that his real goal is to heal his wounds.

She turned her eyes, which had been tilted and refused to meet each other, and saw Zhao Changhe's gentle and compassionate eyes.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Tang Wanzhuang's eyes gradually became misty, even hazier than the dense pool water.

She struggled slightly and sat in his arms. She also stretched out her delicate hands to wash him, muttering in her mouth: "You haven't washed yourself properly..."

Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Then help me wash up."

Tang Wanzhuang scrubbed gently, then slowly put her red lips together and kissed his neck: "It's you who insists on playing... I'm originally my concubine to serve you..."

In the hazy mist, the breath gradually became fainter.

Zhao Changhe wondered in a daze, did this scene look like a dream? It is less real than the dreams in the classroom back then, and more psychedelic than the VR illusion of the Book of Heaven.

It can make people fall into it and never want to wake up.

I might even be afraid and go back to class after waking up.

...Why are you thinking so much? Isn’t the evening makeup right now in my arms, ready for you to play with?

He lowered his head to find Tang Wanzhuang's lips and kissed them hard.

Tang Wanzhuang stopped moving and closed her eyes.

You can feel that his muscles are tighter than before, and the hug becomes harder, as if he is trying to rub himself into his arms. Tang Wanzhuang was inexperienced, so she thought he was in high spirits and wanted to tackle the problem, so she whispered nervously: "Wanzhuang is weak, please... have mercy on me..."

Zhao Changhe panted slightly and whispered: "Evening makeup..."

"Um?"

"Sometimes I get scared, it all feels like a dream."

Tang Wanzhuang was stunned, stretched out her arms and gently hugged his neck, and said softly: "Once you possess it, it becomes real."

Baoqin scratched his head and stood outside. Hearing the sounds inside, he didn't know whether he should go in or not. He always felt weird. There seemed to be no sound...

The stinky bear can't really do it...

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a painful groan from the young lady, as gentle as the cry of an oriole.

Baoqin took a few steps back and hugged his knees, sitting on the couch served by the palace maid outside, looking up at the ceiling.

The young lady finally grew up, but Bao Qin was heartbroken.

It seems that there is nothing to do tonight, go to bed.

You wouldn't ask Baoqin to go in and wipe it. The lady never orders people like this. I wonder if that big bear will be so disgusting.

…………

Big bears are not that disgusting. In fact, they both stayed in the hot spring pool that night and never came out.

No matter how many twists and turns, how tender and affectionate, the most important essence of this night is still healing.

When the dual practice of yin and yang is truly harmonious, and both parties open their minds to perform the exercises together, the effect is not at the same level as the previous superficial kissing and Qi transfer.

Of course, if you had used dual cultivation skills earlier, it would not have been of much use. At that time, the medicinal materials were not available, and Zhao Changhe's own rejuvenation skills were not high enough.

After returning to Tianya Island, Zhao Changhe's rejuvenation skills have now reached a very high level, and he is almost able to bring the dead back to life. With the help of the manifestation of the power of faith, he can pull Sanniang back from the ghost gate where her soul is about to be exterminated, and bring the dead to the sea. The body that was messed up by the imperial trident healed quickly. In fact, Tang Wanzhuang's illness was far less serious than Sanniang's injury at that time.

It's just that Tang Wanzhuang is a type of person who has been seriously ill for a long time, which affects all aspects. Even his physique has been severely damaged. Even such a top-level expert is afraid of the cold. There are many hidden diseases hidden in the body that have to be treated one by one... It is relatively complicated and takes a long time to completely cure and reverse it, but It's true that the difficulty is not too high, it's just a matter of time and effort.

Shuimo Kungfu refers to physics.

The two of them stayed in the water from afternoon to dark, and finally they were both so tired that they fell asleep directly in the pool.

This was the first time that Zhao Changhe had practiced dual cultivation. Instead of being full of energy, they were both paralyzed with fatigue. However, they hugged each other tightly even in their sleep, each with a sweet smile.

When I woke up, I woke up in the night. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the pool was still warm. It was a geothermal hot spring and it would not be cold.

The nephrite in her arms was still there, and she curled up in her arms and slept soundly... This was perhaps the deepest sleep Tang Wanzhuang had had in these years.

Zhao Changhe looked down and couldn't help but pecked her lips again: "Dameng was shocked. It's still the same. It's great."

At this moment, he even forgot that his first goal after traveling through time was to go back.

Like water droplets falling from the sky into a pool, they melt into the pool and become no different.

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PS: Thanks to the two bosses, Running Mouse and Red Crow, for joining the alliance.