Fan Zhen couldn't help but murmur: "Is there such a beautiful woman in the world?" He raised his head and felt that he had turned into snowflakes, held by the sound of the piano, walking by the void and controlling the wind, not knowing where to come or go,

Let's go with the flow------

"What I thought about is in Qilian, I want to follow it and the snow is falling. I look north and tears are wet. I give me a gift of brocade satin, how can I repay the jade table? Don't sigh more when the road is far away, why do you feel worried and regretful?

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A woman's song suddenly came from the ice surface. Fan Zhen looked up and saw a woman wearing a brocade dress with black yarn and a black yarn scarf on her face walking slowly from the ice surface towards the boat.

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The black slim shadow sets off the white snow and ice, making it look even more graceful and weak, and it is so ecstatic that it looks as mysterious as the night.

The woman's voice was not clear, but a little hoarse, but this hoarseness not only did not damage the beauty of the music, but also added a different charm to the music like the dim of the moon. The lyrics are lingering and easy to understand, as if it was said that a woman missed her.

My sweetheart looked around and wanted to follow him for a long time, but was blocked by the wind and snow of the world and could not do what he wanted.

The deep thoughts are deep and the deep resentment is deep, the love becomes foolish and sings, and the wandering and melancholy contains infinite desolation. The song is ethereal and scattered, as if it is in the ears, and as if it is far away and difficult to find,

It's like the setting sun and clear snow on the night, which makes people think about it in a vast distance and forget everything, but I can't help but feel sad and crying.

Aman's piano sound came to an abrupt end, and the crying and complaining song suddenly stopped, but the frozen river surface seemed to be reverberating. The Fan brothers were stunned and suddenly disappeared the black beautiful shadow.

Fan Zhen was a little anxious: "Where are people? Where did you go?"

"Brother, don't worry," Fan Wei walked to the porthole and patted his brother's shoulder: "I must have already stepped on the gangway. Please wait a moment and you will enter the cabin immediately."

Fan Zhen also realized that he was quite out of control, especially in front of Fang Aman, so he cleared his throat awkwardly and sat back in front of the case again.

After a while, only a sound of ringing bells could be heard. The woman in black slowly walked into the cabin and stood in the open space in the middle of the cabin without saying a word. Her face was tightly covered by a veil, and the breeze blew, and the veil was

It was as fluttering as light smoke, swinging left and right but not dissipated. You could vaguely see a white face, but you couldn't see your eyebrows clearly.

Fan Zhen was just trying hard to see the face hidden under the veil, but suddenly he saw the young master winking at him and looking at him, and he couldn't help but feel moved. It turned out that the woman in black was actually naked, and she was two.

Only beautiful feet are as beautiful as blooming orchid stamens, with slender soles and round ankles, white and transparent, like flawless jade. Fan Zhen couldn't help but be stunned-----

"I've seen you." The woman bowed slightly to the blessing, her voice rustled like the mist in the morning, rippling everywhere.

Fan Zhen forced himself to calm down, sat upright, and asked, "I heard that you have both sexes and art, and you have already appreciated the singing. What else can I offer?"

"I wish to dance for you." The woman said calmly.

"Okay." Fanwei signaled Aman, who posed and let go. A passionate and desolate music was melodious and had a different style of ethnicity, which was very different from the traditional music of the Central Plains. Sometimes it was low and broad, like thousands of horses sweeping over the grassland, sometimes it was

A faint whistling like a long wind passing through the forest, a steep rise, like a long chant. The sound of the piano splashed, just like a hero singing under the sunset, desolate and distant, sad and exciting, making people's hearts tremble...

Accompanied by the sonorous sound of the piano, the woman danced gracefully. For a moment, the pedigree only felt that a cloud of ubiquitousness was passing through the cabin. This dark cloud sometimes passed quietly from above the head, and sometimes it quickly rotated in the center of the cabin, like a black storm about to rise.

--------While everyone was worried, the dark clouds slowly fell into the corner of the cabin, like a black crane for food-----

As the dance was dancing, the woman suddenly stretched out her jade arm and tore off the hem of the long skirt, revealing two slender and bright jade legs. The black skirt set off the crystal clear and smooth long legs like white jade. Look

The two Fan brothers drooled in water -----

Before the two of them could come back to their senses, a high-pull sound sounded, and the woman suddenly pulled away the black cloth from her waist. The smooth and smooth waist under the black corset was like a snake.

Dancing----------Ban Zhen no longer cares about decentness.

He straightened his body and looked at the slender and twisted waist with his eyes straight, his mouth wide so wide that it could no longer be closed.

A long tremolo ended, and the woman stood still, like a black jade carving stone statue. The air in the cabin seemed to solidify, and everyone's eyes were focused on her veil. The woman turned around and gently took off the black facial scarf, shocked

Fan Zhen fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

What kind of face is this? It is so beautiful that it is amazing. The high nose bridge and half-deep eye sockets are like half-wattle. It is very different from the women in the Central Plains, but it has endless thousands of words.

A kind of charm. She was laughing, but there was always a kind of lingering sadness between her eyebrows. This woman is not like a person in the world, and Fan Zhen has seen countless girls, but when she saw this black veil,

I will feel sorry for her unconsciously, forget who she is, and just want to become wind and air, surround her, relieve her worries and soothe her sadness-----

No one noticed that in the poplar forest on the bank of the glacier, a sealed cart was paying attention to the music and dance sounds coming from the boat, and could not let go of a single trace.

"It seems that things have been done. Tonight, the fanzi either stayed on the boat or brought the Zhuan Hu Ji back to the Fan Palace." Outside the carriage, an old man whispered against the carriage board.

A beautiful voice came from the cabin: "Lin Bo, there is nothing to worry about. With the appearance of the Hu Ji, how can you not succeed? Men," she sneered: "A woman wants to make a man move, so tens of thousands of times

You can't let others see it all at once. You have to taste it little by little like drinking, and get drunk little by little. This is what makes you feel delicious. If you pour a jar at once, you will be drunk like a dead pig, where will you give birth?

What other thoughts?"

"Yes," the old man admired him very much: "The Lord Dong read countless people and appreciated the hearts of the world. After all, Zhen was born as a prince. He had seen any kind of woman, and even if he was not beautiful, he would be indifferent.

If a girl is beautiful, she is beautiful, and it also depends on how to taste it."

"Okay, Bo Lin. Go back to Qianlu Pavilion and send someone to Haojing to deliver a letter to the master, saying that the matter in Fancheng has been completed and that the matter can be arranged later." Wu Wei seemed a little tired and ordered lightly.

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"promise!"

The second day after Hu Ji entered the palace, the wife of the Grandma Ying Shi was overjoyed when she heard the news and quickly summoned Yingyuan to enter the palace. The two planned for a long time. It was not until the palace gate that they left in a hurry.

Since then, the news of the king's new favorites has been circulating in the major restaurants and restaurants in Fancheng. Legend has it that this Hu Ji was born in a beautiful life and only enjoyed serving the bed. This girl is so beautiful and plump, with a soft figure.

After a thousand twists and turns, the bed is hot and spicy, and there are no taboos. When the monk got it, he felt that he had a very different interest from a group of wives and concubines who were born in noble families. As a result, he was very happy, and he realized the taste more and became more popular.

The only one who is involved in the transfer of Hu Ji, Hu Tian and Hu Tian and Hu Tian and does not take political affairs.

There are even more unbearable rumors. Fang Aman, the young master, surrounded by him, entered the palace from time to time, and got involved between the Fanjun and Zhuan Hu Ji, and became a body that could be advanced or retreated for the two of them.

Le. Since then, Fanjun, two or three, was addicted to the bed, and even regarded the wife and concubines of the first palace as if they were dirt.

People were talking furiously, but some people who saw it kept shook their heads and said, "If this continues, how can there be no accident in foreign countries?"

Once a person is free from control and constraints, coupled with the temptation of external forces, the evil deep in human nature will be unscrupulous and unscrupulous like a devil breaking free from chains. At least, Fan Zhen is a very typical example.

When he was a teenager, Fan Zhen secretly did evil deeds to the maids around him, but they were all slaves around him. Who dared to leak it? He was even more hiding with his father and son. Now, he is

After becoming a king, many of the constraints that were still feared in the past were Ying Yunsan, and the only wife of Fantasy who could barely control him was even more eager to be indulged in the Burmese women all day long, which further encouraged Fantasy's pleasure in power.

I want to show my strength in the palace city.

Ever since I got the Rotten Hu Ji on the Lion River, and there was Fang Aman, a man-body and woman-like figure, Fan Zhen was like a possession of a demon, and he was sleeping in the palace all day long with these two people, not distinguishing from the sun and the moon.

From time to time, the young master could not hold back and came into the palace. The four of them got together, which made people look at each other.

Although this situation is strict, it is difficult to guarantee that one day the palace outside the palace will not know about these scandals. Finally, some people can't bear to watch it anymore.

The fireplace in the warm hall is full of charcoal fire, but there is no trace of fireworks. The door of the hall is open.

It is open, and there are hundreds of pots of chrysanthemums on the left and right of the corridor. Wei Zi, Yao Huang is dazzling, and you can smell a refreshing fragrance from a distance.

After all, Mrs. Fan was nearly 40 years old and had a slightly fat body, but her skin was still tender and smooth, and there was no wrinkle. Today I wore a silkworm suit with red on top and black on the bottom, and the red one on the white face was reflected on the quilt.

It adds a bit of beauty that only a girl can have. She is almost forty years old, and her hair is still black and shiny, like brocade, shining faintly. Her head is covered with a nine-immortal bun, and she is surrounded by a ring of

The hairstyle is complicated and extremely luxurious.

Today is the birthday of the Grandmad, and I specially invited the concubines in the harem to come to enjoy the chrysanthemums. Of course, the exception is the Hu Ji. She has been a white body since she entered the palace and has no grade. She also serves the monk on the bed every day, that is,

I have to leave a post, so I can simply avoid this.
Chapter completed!