From the palace.
The Ninth Prince, who was picked up by Leng Yan from the bed, mumbled all the way into the Wuyou Pavilion, half-closed his eyes, yawned, picked up a glass of water, and complained, "Seventh Brother, it's so late at night. What are you looking for from me?"
Zongzheng Wuyou sat lazily on the soft chair without raising his head, and said in a flat tone, "Go and find me a woman."
"Puff—cough, cough, cough..." The Ninth Prince just took a sip of water and spewed it all out. He was choked and coughed, and his sleepiness dissipated immediately. He stared at his eyes and said uncertainly: "Seventh brother, I didn't listen Wrong? You, you said you want a woman? Ha... ha ha... "
"Is it funny?" Zongzheng Wuyou said coldly, and cast a cold glance.
"It's not funny...it's not funny at all, haha... I'll do it for you now." The Ninth Prince turned around and left, still couldn't help laughing, walked to the door, and turned back and said: "Seventh brother, you finally If you are enlightened, that's right. Otherwise, if you rely on the cold pool to suppress you every time, sooner or later your body will suffer from something wrong, and maybe you will go crazy. Haha..." Before Zongzheng Wuyou could react, he quickly disappeared into Wuyou. Worry Court.
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned and didn't bother to talk to him. Recently, when practicing qigong, his body often felt unwell. Not only did his gong power not progress, but also his meridians showed signs of reversal. He could not find the reason, but the loss of control tonight made him vigilant. After returning home, he found that his physical condition seemed to have eased , can not help but wonder.
Practicing the Yi Xin Jing is about absorbing the natural energy of heaven and earth. He needs to follow his heart and follow the laws of nature, but he hates men and women. He has always relied on the water in the cold pool in the underground cold room to help him suppress his desires. . Could it be that it has been like this for a long time, violating the natural laws stated in the Yi Xin Jing, resulting in poor breathing and blocked meridians? As time goes by, it reaches a certain limit, and when it touches the woman's body, it will cause a temporary obsession like just now. That being the case, then, no matter how much he dislikes the matter of men and women, he must touch it.
The Ninth Prince's efficiency was really high, and he brought a woman here with only one stick of incense. Willow brows and phoenix eyes, cherry lips and peach cheeks, waist and limbs slack when walking, a natural charm. When the woman saw Zongzheng Wuyou, her eyes lit up and her heart beat like a drum. She didn't expect that Master Jiu wanted her to serve such a stunning man.
Zongzheng Wuyou glanced lazily at the woman, squinted at the Ninth Prince, and said with a slight sarcasm, "Is that how you see it?"
The Ninth Prince was taken aback, and asked, "Aren't you satisfied? Unexpectedly, Brother Seven's requirements are quite high, so what kind of woman do you want?"
In front of Zongzheng Wuyou unconsciously appeared a beautiful and refined face, clear and calm eyes, small and straight nose bridge, delicate and attractive lips... Thinking about it, he lost his mind.
"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother..." The Ninth Prince looked curiously at the man who was rarely distracted once in a century. Zongzheng Wuyou came back to his senses, his heart was shocked, he would think of that woman! The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows and smiled with great interest: "Why are you thinking so engrossed? Ah! Seventh Brother, you don't really have a crush on any woman, do you? Who is it? Tell me, I have to set up a Monument, to express my deep respect for her!"
Facing his ridicule, Zongzheng Wuyou lowered his eyes, and said leisurely: "It seems... It's time for someone to enter your house! I heard that your name is already on the list of Princess Rongle's house, if you want to marry , it’s just a matter of one sentence.”
The Ninth Prince's smile froze, and he hurriedly approached him, and said very piously: "Don't, don't! Brother Seven, I'm thinking of you! Look, this is the famous "Ecstasy Lady" in our capital, Seventh Brother, you ... Once, I have to find you an experienced one, don't I?"
The corners of Zongzheng Wuyou's mouth twitched, and he squinted his eyes and looked at him coldly. He twitched the corners of his mouth, and said hastily, "Seventh Brother, you... Enjoy slowly. I'll go first." After finishing speaking, he walked to the door and disappeared. without a trace.
When the woman heard about Zongzheng Wuyou once, her eyes narrowed and her heart blossomed with joy. She was brought in by the Ninth Prince blindfolded over the wall. Although they don't know their identities, they are definitely not simple people. I thought to myself: "If I can serve you well this time, maybe I will be rich and rich in the future, and I will enjoy it endlessly!"
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the woman's graceful steps one by one with a blank expression. She took off her coat as she walked, but there was only a red gauze underneath. The body without any cover in the gauze made people's blood rush. He suddenly thought of the woman in the pool, with her wet clothes clinging to her body, her body was uneven and extremely alluring. Looking at the woman in front of him again, he suddenly felt bored.
The woman approached him with a flattering voice: "Master... slave, I will help you change." One hand was on Zongzheng Wuyou's shoulder and neck, and the other hand was on his chest to caress. The winking eyes are like silk, and they are extremely provocative.
Zongzheng frowned, feeling disgusted in his heart, he instinctively wanted to break the woman's neck and throw it out of the door, just as he raised his hand, thinking of the current physical condition, he could only suppress his disgust, hugged the woman by the waist, and crushed her down without mercy. land. With a "bang", the woman hit the back of her head on the ground, screamed, and almost passed out, Zongzheng Wuyou ignored it, tore off the woman's gauze, and was about to cover the woman's body, suddenly, those hidden things in his mind The broken fragments deep in the memory appear instantly.
In a room full of strong medicinal smell, torn clothes were scattered all over the floor. The man who was controlling his body by desire crazily demanded it. The people under the man were powerless to struggle, weeping in despair, eyes like stagnant water, exuding the breath of death. … Bloody red, splashed all over the white sheet, the whole room, dirty desire mixed with a strong smell of blood, pungent, disgusting…
Zongzheng Wuyou's complexion changed suddenly, he stood up abruptly, turned his back, tried his best to suppress the feeling of wanting to vomit, took a breath, and said a few words coldly: "Get out."
The woman was shocked by his cold breath, she didn't understand how the man who was like a fairy just now suddenly became like Hell Yama, when he got up, the cold and cruel eyes seemed to have a deep hatred with her, and he wanted to tear her apart Usually, her body trembled and she fell limply on the ground, unable to get up for a while.
"Leng Yan." Zongzheng Wuyou said with murderous intent in his eyes, "Take her out, I don't want to see this woman again."
The woman's eyes widened, and her heart was terrified. He called himself "the king"? Just now Master Jiu called him "Seventh Brother"? Could it be that he is... ? She knew she was done. Just as she was about to ask for mercy, she tapped her acupoints with one hand first, Leng Yan lifted the woman's collar and quickly left the Wuyou Pavilion.
Zongzheng Wuyou clenched his hands tightly, his fingertips were blue and white, and his hands were full of veins. He closed his eyes, and the unbearable fragments that had entangled him in nightmares for many years kept flashing before his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter what. His face gradually turned pale, he pushed open the window, raised his head vigorously, and breathed vigorously, his heart was still suffocated as if he would die in the next moment.
The wind passed through his body, and the lights flickered on and off, illuminating his back, desolate and lonely.
After standing for a long time, he went out the door numbly and walked towards the underground cold room. With her phoenix eyes tightly closed, she sat cross-legged in the cold pool, with her palms touching and flat on her chest. The water surface was as cold as fog, and even with the illumination of the night pearl, it was still impossible to see the expression on his face.
Luck concentrated, and the physical discomfort intensified. He frowned tightly. They were both women, so why did they give him such a big difference in feelings? In the tea garden, the kiss with that woman, not only does not feel disgusting at all, but it will make you feel happy! How is she different? Could it be that he... must have her