Because of her religious belief, Mrs. Peach Blossom has always been pure and pure on weekdays. Apart from her husband, no other man has touched her body, not even the Emperor of the Kingdom of Jin just now. Now her posture is as if her arms are crossing her chest, but her wrists are Locked tightly by Song Qing from behind, the whole person seemed to be nestled in each other's arms, surrounded by strong masculinity, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry: "Let go!"
Song Qing didn't realize that the posture of the two of them was a bit too intimate at this time, and now his attention was all on guessing the identity of the other party: "Who are you?"
Seeing that he was unmoved, Mrs. Taohua frowned, raised her knee and hit Song Qing's abdomen with a leg whip.
Song Qing retracted her legs and clamped her legs tightly. Mrs. Taohua tried several times in a row, but she couldn't pull her legs out. Seeing her move ≌↖≌↖≌↖, ↖. As it became more and more intense, Song Qing frowned, and stretched out her hand to press her Jianjing acupoint. Madam Taohua suddenly felt that most of her strength had been lost, and she no longer had the strength to resist.
"Your kung fu seems to have the shadow of Persian Mingjiao..." Song Qing frowned, recalling the scene of the battle with Mingzun, and he still remembers the strange martial arts of the other party. Although this Mrs. Taohua's martial arts are far inferior Shang Mingzun is so delicate, but he can still see some familiar shadows. He suddenly thought of a person, and couldn't help blurting out, "Are you Zishan Dragon King Dai Qisi?"
Mrs. Peach Blossom trembled, and looked at him in disbelief: "Have you seen me?"
Before Song Qing could answer, the voice of Daxing Kingdom suddenly came from outside the house: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
Song Qing and Dai Qisi held their breaths at the same time, for fear that Daxingguo would notice something unusual.
"The slave just heard some movement in the room, did something happen to the emperor?" Daxingguo's voice continued to sound.
Dai Qisi's expression froze. Now that she has removed her make-up, if Da Xingguo sees her, wouldn't her ten years of hard work and forbearance be in vain? He hurriedly looked at Song Qing, his red lips parted and silently mouthing: "What should I do?"
Song Qing shook her head, motioning her to wait and see.
Hearing that there was no answer in the room, Da Xingguo's voice suddenly became sharper: "Your Majesty, if you don't answer again, for your safety, the servant will come in!"
Sensing that he started to push the door, Song Qing's expression changed, and she hurriedly let go of Dai Qisi's restraint. Her eyes quickly scanned the room for a week. Since Daxingguo has become suspicious, then there is no way to hide on the beams. He is the key object of inspection. With Daxingguo's cultivation base, Song Qing is not sure that he can hide it from him.
After much deliberation, the only safe thing in this room is Wanyan Quan's dragon bed. Without hesitation, Song Qing jumped onto the bed in a flash, lifted Wanyan Quan to the corner of the bed, rolled up the quilt and covered the two of them. body.
Damn it, it's really detrimental to my reputation to live in the same bed with a stinky man! Song Qing couldn't help feeling chills when he thought of the disturbing culture in his previous life.
Seeing Song Qing hiding on the bed without hesitation, Zishan Dragon King stomped subconsciously, she must not reveal her true face to Daxingguo now, the dragon bed was also her only hiding place, but when she thought that there was a man inside , she couldn't help hesitating for a while, but the door had already been pushed open, and as long as Daxingguo walked a few more steps, she could see the scene here at a glance.
When Song Qing was disgusted with Wanyan Quan next to him, suddenly another soft body crawled under the blanket. He could only feel a burst of sweet fragrance from a middle-earth woman, which penetrated straight into his nose. Their clothes stuck to their clothes, and their feet As soon as the skin touched it, it felt soft and greasy, and my heart couldn't help but feel a wave of turbulence, and the depression that I felt just now because I was going to be squeezed together with Wan Yanquan was instantly swept away.
Zishan Dragon King is even more tense. Since her husband Han Qianye passed away, she has never been so close to a man, not even her nominal husband Chang Sheng Wang. Thinking of today's situation, she has no choice but to get along with a man. The strange man put the pillow together, and she felt very sorry for her dead husband.
"Qianye, I did all this for our daughter, I hope you don't blame me." Zishan Dragon King secretly sighed.
She and Song Qing's eyes were facing each other at this time, and each other's breath would be on each other's face. Zishan Dragon King's face was slightly red, and he subconsciously turned his face away. Song Qing was wondering about another problem. The Zishan Dragon King came from Persia, and he didn't have the cumin smell that was common to the West Asians in his previous life.
At this time, Da Xingguo had already walked in, and the two of them did not dare to make any changes, and they all listened to the movement outside calmly.
After Da Xingguo came in, he scanned the hall sharply for a week, and found nothing unusual. When he walked to the bed, Da Xingguo pretended to be careless, dropped a string of Buddhist beads on the ground, leaned over to pick them up, and put one under the bed, There was still no abnormality, and he couldn't help wondering, he clearly heard the sound of fighting inside just now, did he hear it wrong
However, he quickly shook his head. He had superb skills, and he was not an ordinary eunuch with dim eyesight. Something must have happened in the room just now, so his eyes fell on the dragon bed.
"Slave Daxingguo, please greet the emperor." Daxingguo didn't dare to open the bed curtain rashly, as bumping into the emperor is no small matter.
The Zishan Dragon King inside frowned slightly, now Wanyanquan has been dazed by her, so how can he talk to him.
Hearing no response, Da Xingguo became suspicious: "Your Majesty?"
Dai Qisi knew it was impossible to go on like this, so she opened her mouth to answer: "The emperor has already fallen asleep, what's the matter, father-in-law?"
Da Xingguo recognized the voice of Mrs. Taohua, thinking that this woman usually looks pure and pure, but she was put to sleep by the emperor? If I had known this before, why would I have chosen the emperor, now the three palaces and six courtyards have no color, and I am loved by thousands of people, so why should I be reduced to serving the bed and not being recognized by the official.
"The slave just heard some movement in the room, so I came in to take a look." Although Da Xingguo was contemptuous in his heart, his mouth was respectful.
"It's nothing, you go down." Dai Qisi yawned deliberately, as if she was falling asleep.
"Yes." Although Da Xingguo agreed, his feet stood still as if they had taken root.
Dai Qisi also noticed it, and couldn't help but jump in her heart: "Is there something else, father-in-law?"
"Madam, please forgive me. I still need to confirm what the emperor means." Da Xingguo replied in a deep voice.
"Didn't I just say that the emperor fell asleep." Dai Qisi said in a very dissatisfied tone on purpose.
"This servant has a heavy responsibility, so it's better to be careful." Da Xingguo paused, "This servant wants to open the curtain to check the emperor's safety, I hope Madam will forgive me."
Dai Qisi panicked for a while, Daxingguo's martial arts were unfathomable, once he found something abnormal and alarmed the guards in the palace, not to mention her, even if Ming Zun was resurrected, it might be difficult to escape and ascend to heaven.
In a hurry, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she hurriedly said: "I'm not wearing any clothes now, how can I be seen by you!"