prison song

Qin Huaizhen stood up with disheveled hair, a little impatient, scratched her hair and walked to the door, vaguely saw a person standing outside the door, about the same height as him, wearing a light yellow robe.

Is this the musician my father hired?Or Taoist?What a disappointment this early in the morning.Qin Huaizhen frowned, but still opened the wooden door.

"Are you a monster????" Qin Huaizhen suddenly called out.

The person in front of him was about the same height as him, wearing a pale yellow brocade robe with begonias embroidered with intricate gold thread on the corner.

Qin Huaizhen stared at the person in front of him in shock. He had blond hair, slightly curly hair, and a pair of emerald green eyes, which shone brightly in the sun, and his skin was also radiantly white.

"What's the difference from the one that climbed out of the mass grave? Could it be that you are a ghost?" Qin Huaizhen carefully stared at the person in front of him, full of defense.

"This is your husband, Yan Qing." Qin Leyuan walked out from behind Yan Qing, with the corners of his mouth raised, looking at Qin Huaizhen with a half-smile, twirling his fingers.

"This Mr. Yan came from the coast, and now he is a figure that all major music halls are struggling to get. Even the emperor who seldom praises others says that he is a rare talent. Huaizhen, you have to follow him!" Study hard, Mr.

"Hello, my name is Yan Qing, and I will be your teacher from now on." Yan Qing spoke fluently, his eyes narrowed, revealing a gentle smile, Qin Huaizhen couldn't help reaching out and stroking Yan Qing's hair , the golden hair on his shoulders was naturally scattered behind his back.

For some reason, Qin Huaizhen felt that the monster's smile was unusually gentle.

"Oh, good." Qin Huaizhen smiled, grabbed Yan Qing's right hand, and pulled him to his side.

If he hadn't stood still, Yan Qing might have really fallen to the ground.

"Father, didn't you want me to learn musical instruments? Now that the teacher has invited you, you can go too." Qin Huaizhen said with a smile, grabbed Yan Qing's hand and walked into the room.

"boom."

The door was closed heavily, Qin Le looked at the door from afar, closed his eyes, fiddled with the jade wrench in his hand, turned and left thoughtfully.

"Your name is Yan Qing, right?" Qin Huaizhen sat on the pear wood chair, propped his face with one hand, and stared intently at the unique-looking person in front of him.

Yan Qing didn't reply, but sat opposite Qin Huaizhen, facing out the window, eyes slightly closed, the outside light came in through the white gauze, and lightly sprinkled on his waist-length golden hair, just like the statue on the Buddha. Gold foil, beautiful and dazzling.

There were a few sporadic birdsong outside the window, and the breeze blew through his silk hair. His fingers were placed on the wooden table of brocade cloth, and he began to move slightly, following the rippling soft wind.

"Summer is really the most interesting season among the four seasons. You can hear too many voices talking about prosperity anytime and anywhere."

Yan Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the window. Looking closely, the pupils in his green eyes were black. Under the light, they looked like a piece of jasper with slight flaws.

"Why do you look like this?" Qin Huaizhen was awakened at this moment, his usual surly temper did not flare up because of his non-answer, but was replaced by uncontrollable curiosity.

"My lord, you have to ask me to understand how all things grow?" Yan Qing turned his head to look at Qin Huaizhen, and said with a smile.

No matter what kind of questioning it is, it seems that it comes from this person's mouth, with a gentle breeze, and there is tenderness in his bones.

"You are quite interesting. I was asking you, but you asked me instead?" Qin Huaizhen stood up and looked at the person in front of him, and said with a smile.

Yan Qing didn't answer but turned his head and saw a bronze mirror next to him with some silk ropes and a wooden comb scattered on it, got up and walked over there.

"What are you doing?" Qin Huaizhen questioned, watching Yan Qing walk towards his mirror, feeling a little baffled, the whole person sat up straight because of his actions.

"My lord, don't you want to ask me why I was born with this appearance?" Yan Qing walked to the mirror stand, stretched out his pale and bony hands, picked up the wooden comb and silk ribbon, and looked up from the mirror. Li looked at Qin Huaizhen with a half-smile.

"Some people are born different, just like a young master who can make his hair tangled and unsolvable, but I can't do it." Yan Qing turned around and walked over. He walked very lightly, almost There was no sound, and the goose-yellow headband fluttered gently behind her back, like a beautiful woman with a unique appearance, but fresh and refined.

He walked to Qin Huaizhen's side, picked up the comb, twisted his hair, and began to comb.

"Ah."

When Qin Huaizhen saw it, he chuckled, as if he was familiar with the road, he grabbed Yan Qing's neck and turned towards him. Yan Qing was a little at a loss, and fell onto Qin Huaizhen's brocade bed with a comb in his hand.

"Interesting, there are not many people like you, and even fewer talk back. Let me see how special you are." Qin Huaizhen lowered his head and reached out to stroke the blond hair on his face as he said.

As soon as he opened it, he could see it even more clearly. On the fair skin was a tall nose bridge, emerald-colored eyes, and slightly waxy and soft thin lips.

Yan Qing looked at him, there was no trace of joy or sorrow in his eyes, only a gaze that followed Qin Huaizhen's hand.

Interested, Qin Huaizhen clasped Yan Qing's arm with one hand, and the other hand slid down from Yan Qing's face, passed his neck, stopped at his collarbone, and slid back and forth between the depressions.

"What are you going to do, young master?" Yan Qing asked, his words were flat.

When Qin Huaizhen saw this, he didn't react, but got down and put one hand on Yan Qing's chest to support his face. His black hair also slid down with the movement, gently brushing Yan Qing's neck.

He looked down at Yan Qing and smiled: "I don't want to know my husband better."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to the wooden cabinet to search for clothes. A silver-patterned cicada silk dress came into view. Qin Huaizhen put it on neatly, holding a wooden comb that had just been handed over from Yan Qing. Combing quickly with the bronze mirror, her hair was soon tied up.

Walking to the side of the bed, leaning over to face Yan Qing, smiling, stretching out his hand to straighten the hair around his ear, and then passing his hand frivolously past his ear, clasping Yan Qing's neck with his shoulder and arm, It made Yan Qing fall back.

The two were so close that they seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing.

Qin Huaizhen stretched his hand forward, touched the bottom of the pillow, took out yesterday's dark blue saber, stood up and tied it around his waist.

"Sir, you don't need to teach on the first day. It's almost noon now. I believe the humble house has prepared food and vegetables. If you take it easy, I'll go first." Qin Huaizhen walked to the window and opened it, stepping on one leg. At the side of the wooden frame, half of his body jumped out with all his strength, and the silver-gray silk ribbon in his hair fluttered up, until the whole person disappeared.

Yan Qing sat up from the bed and looked at the window, the light was still particularly dazzling, shining on the ground like a golden disc.

"Master Qin is gone, so does this count as wages?" Yan Qing thought to himself, got up and opened the door and left.

【Ancheng·Golden Thread Lane】

At night, most people fall asleep, while some people just wake up.

When you think of Jinxian Lane, you know that this is the largest building in Quan'an City, and it is an ideal place for all the dignitaries and dignitaries.

Different from ordinary brothels, there is no solicitation outside the door, no vulgarity, just light the lights next to the door to reflect the signboard, so it can be regarded as opening.

This is the symbol of Golden Thread Lane.

Most of the well-dressed men will flock in groups as soon as this point is reached.

Gathered here are the women of Chu State who are proficient in the secret art of the room. Their moves can make every government office that is superior and dismissive of women in the daytime bow their heads to them at night and never disobey them.

Most of them can be said to be beautiful in appearance and attractive in appearance. If you follow those dignitaries into the building at night, you can see the white legs under the smokey cloud butterfly skirt, the soft soy milk under the white wrinkled skirt , bright red lips, and charming eyes under the lotus embroidered fans.

Some pottery stoves will be placed in hidden places around the building, and ambergris will be lit, and the floating smoke will set off the ambiguous movements of men and women in the erotic pavilion on the wall.

However, when some powerful people come here, they only want to see one person.

Xu Qian.The building is recognized as an invisible signboard.

The sounds of joy in the lobby outside the door gradually sounded, and the sound of porcelain cups colliding could be heard slightly, as well as the sounds of smacking.

Xu Qian wore a bright red long satin embroidered robe with phoenix embroidered with gold thread. She wore a pair of gold sparrow hairpins on her head, painted red dandelion in one hand, and held a red fan, revealing a pair of soft and charming eyes. It is elongated oblique red, and on the forehead is the golden flower tin.

She sat there looking into the distance with tenderness in her eyes.

It was already night, and the waiter had already lit red wax around the house. Xu Qian was dressed like a married bride, but there was no veil on her head, and her eyes were not so much tenderness, but gentle detection.

Qin Huaizhen was dressed in a crimson red robe, with a gold silk brocade belt around his waist, red shoes on his feet, black silk scattered on his shoulders, a pair of red phoenix eyes were full of emotion, and his dark red lips were slightly bent into a beautiful arc.

Seeing him coming, Xu Qian didn't say anything, just put one hand on the round fan, stroked it lightly, and moved her eyes along with her hand.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Am I that unattractive?" Qin Huaizhen walked forward, bent down and skillfully removed the sparrow hairpin from Xu Qian's head, and all the coiled hair came down to her back, inadvertently Scattered on both sides of the chest wrapped in red gauze, in this dim yellow room, it looks very attractive.

Qin Huaizhen picked up this woman who was as light as a goose feather, put it in his arms, and lifted the obstructing shoulder sleeves with his hands, exposing her snowy shoulders, and stroked down, from the waist to the neck.

Xu Qian was not annoyed, she turned her head and lightly hooked Qin Huaizhen's neck with her hands and jumped up, straddling him. Her hands were like catkins, she lightly untied Qin Huaizhen's side belt, stretched it inward, Holding his arms around his shoulders, Xu Qian raised her whole body upwards, bent back and forth intentionally or unintentionally, sat up and down, looked at him with a half-smile, her soft red lips also began to open slightly, and from time to time Rubbing Qin Huaizhen's lips.

The silk cloth in Qin Huaizhen's hand, which came from nowhere, covered Xu Qian's charming eyes, and immediately, Xu Qian's movements also stopped.

"What new tricks are you doing?" Xu Qian said in a whisper.

Qin Huaizhen chuckled, picked up the naked woman and walked out of the window, and jumped to the roof.

At night, there are deserted streets and the moon hanging high.Qin Huaizhen carefully placed Xu Qian on the ridge. Her graceful and slender waist was just right for her to lie here. In the cold moonlight, this woman was dressed in rags, but exuded the breath of silk and brocade. She slightly covered her delicate body. The breast-like body is like a feast at night.

"Are you ready?" Xu Qian protested angrily.

"Of course." After Qin Huaizhen finished speaking, he went to take off the silk cloth, Xu Qian slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the person standing in front of him, and the full moon hanging high in the dark night.There were only unlit buildings around, and when I looked down, I found myself on the roof, holding charcoal-black rubble in my hand.

"Did you bring me here to enjoy the moon, or to blow the wind?" Xu Qian said impatiently, flicking the black dust off her hands.

Qin Huaizhen remained silent, knelt down, pinched Xu Qian's chin, looked down at her, untied the tie on her chest with one hand, and the soft breasts popped out, Xu Qian in front of him, □.

Xu Qian didn't hide it either, but looked at him with great interest.

Qin Huaizhen untied the belt around his waist, and then there was a round of violent collision. The strong movement made Xu Qian a little bit overwhelmed, his nail shells were about to be embedded in his flesh, he gasped heavily, and let out a few slight cries.

In the excitement of the impact, she saw this handsome man in front of her who was not tired, and she was a little tempted. She began to caress Qin Huaizhen continuously, and wrapped her arms around his neck, gently sucking his red lips.

This night passed just like this, exhausted and full of thoughts.

【Ancheng·Xiexiang Palace】

Winter eight years ago.

In the morning, Mrs. Wen began to move around in a hurry. The copper basin was filled with hot water, the red wax was burning high, the gauze was neatly stacked, and the bloody cloth strips fell scattered on the ground. The woman's screams surrounded the entire Xixiang Palace , everyone accelerated their speed because of the shout.

"Ma'am, listen to me, try harder when you feel the pain! Don't make too much noise!" Wen Po said, sweating profusely, looking at Kong Lan who was scratching around.

The sweat on Kong Lan's forehead had long been condensed with her hair, her eyes were tightly closed, she grabbed the cloth strip pulled up beside her, and kept leaning forward, but to no avail, an hour had passed, and she missed the good time .

Wen Po seemed a little flustered, and touched Kong Lan's crotch with both hands, she was very panicked.

I'm afraid it will be the worst result, the bones are too small, no matter how hard you try, they won't be able to grow out.

"It happened."

Wenpo stepped back all of a sudden, her eyes cast down unconsciously, and her lips began to tremble.

"You..." Wen Po stretched out her hand to stop a maid pouring water, and unconsciously hung the jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Go out and tell the emperor...my lady..."

"Oh!"

The copper basin fell to the ground with a clang, and the palace maid's eyes were blank. She thought that she had just entered the palace, and she hadn't been able to curry favor with a few nobles, and she hadn't found Mr. Ruyi, so she was about to see the silver knife on the table.

Seeing the palace maid who had already lost her soul, Wen Po shouted loudly, "What are you doing here, go quickly."

The maid heard the yelling, but she still couldn't stop the panic in her heart. After she answered yes in a murmur, she immediately lowered her head, picked up the basin and walked out.

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and a company of golden yellow cotton quilts were held up high by the maids. Emperor Chu sat on a temporary wooden chair outside Xiexiang Palace.He was dressed in dragon cotton fleece, clasped his hands, put his thumbs on his chin, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Your Majesty!" A childish cry broke the silence.

After hearing this, Emperor Chu opened his eyes, looked at this reckless court lady, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the eunuch beside him.

The smiling eunuch immediately understood, bowed slightly to Emperor Chu, then stood up again, put the dust whisk in his hand, put it on his armpit, and shouted to the opposite side: "Bold maid, you are so unreasonable, shouting here, Disturbing Madam's delivery, if Madam makes a mistake, can you bear it?" The eunuch roared, with a tone that was neither yin nor yang, which made people very displeased.

The maid immediately fell to her knees when she heard this, trembling, kowtowed and said, "Damn it, damn it! Damn it, your majesty! Your Majesty, your majesty is weak, you can't do it, you have to make a decision!"

Emperor Chu didn't say a word, but raised his head slightly and looked around. The snowflakes were dancing all over the sky, and the ground turned into a layer of ice.

"The appearance of this snow is different when it floats in the sky, but it is no different when it falls on the ground." Emperor Chu said with a blank face, and he let out a white breath.

"Your Majesty, you..." the eunuch next to Emperor Chu bowed his waist and asked, Emperor Chu raised his right hand alone, wearing a gold-rimmed ring inlaid with red jade, his whole hand was white and well-defined.

Soon, he put his hand down, and the eunuch stopped asking, and shouted to the little maid: "Do it if you understand it, don't hurt the little prince!"

"Yes!" The maid stood up, and the fear around her disappeared, and she hurriedly opened the door and rushed in.

"Birth maternity!" the maid shouted, she completely lost her fear just now.

Wen Po looked fiercely at the short maid: "Isn't it courageous! Concubine Kong Lan is still inside, please keep your voice down!"

The palace lady didn't feel panic when she heard this, but went to Wen Po's side and whispered.

"Is this true?" Wen Po looked at the maid in surprise, as if she was judging whether the words were false or not.

"It's absolutely true, the emperor ordered it himself!" the maid said in a low voice.

Wen Po was still dubious after hearing this, and looked at Kong Lan who was panting through the door.

I'm sorry, Concubine Kong Lan, everyone doesn't want to die.

"Squeak..."

With the sound of the wooden door opening, Kong Lan raised her head slightly and saw that the person who came was Wen Po, and lay down on the bed contentedly.

"I feel a little pain again, should I exert more strength?" Kong Lan asked weakly, she had long since lost the aloofness she had when she first made the pilgrimage.

"Madam, I have a better way to give birth to you as soon as possible, but it requires the cooperation of Madam Wen." Wen Po said unhurriedly.

"Okay...okay..." Kong Lan replied.

Soon, a few court ladies came in, holding ropes in their hands, and tied Kong Lan's hands to the bed, then covered Kong Lan's mouth with a rag, and covered her eyes.

Wenpo took out a pair of black scissors from her back. This is the bone-cutting knife she has kept by her side since she became Wenpo. It is extremely sharp.

There are always a few unlucky women in this world who are pregnant for ten months but have no chance to see a child. They either die themselves or their son dies.

Wen Po roasted the scissors with fire, walked forward, tore off the shame-covered cloth by the window, opened the scissors, inserted the edge of the scissors into her penis, cut it open, and immediately blood gushed out, Kong Lan subconsciously She began to scream and struggle, but her mouth was tightly covered and she couldn't move.

Wen Po continued to cut deeply, as if under the scissors, she was like a piece of boneless flesh, ready to be slaughtered.

Kong Lan finally stopped struggling, her whole body softened, the blood was still flowing, the flesh was bloody, and the flesh-red bones could be seen faintly swinging up and down with her breathing.

"Wow!"

A crisp cry was especially harsh in this silent Xiexiang Palace.

The maids began to loosen the rope on Kong Lan's body, and removed the cloth covering her eyes, only to see Kong Lan's eyes were wide open, red around her eyes, and filled with tears. She never blinked again, as if she had been caught at that moment People set a standard.

"It's a little prince." The maid approached and said, but Mrs. Wen remained silent, took the child to the maid, and went away to tidy up.

Outside.

The palace maid carried the child out, shouting that it was a prince.

"Hey, congratulations to the emperor! You are a little prince!" the eunuch said flatteringly.

Emperor Chu hugged the baby who had not cried or made trouble for a long time, but just fell into a deep sleep, grabbed the baby's face with his hands, then carried him to the nurse next to him, and left.

"Elder-in-law, keep things clean." King Chu said with a smile.

"Yes." The eunuch lowered his head and replied.

Night is coming, house pavilion.

"Nurse midwife, I will learn from you in the future, you have to teach me." The little maid handed a jade bracelet to Po Wen, and said with a smile.

Wen Po sighed, looking at the sky that was almost dark.

"I have killed a lot of people in my life, no matter if they were children or women, I can't count them all. Why do I feel uneasy after marrying Kong Lan's concubine today?"

Outside the door, many black shadows flickered, passing through the faint light of the moonlight, the knives gleamed brightly.

The next day, the list will be announced.

"Wen Po and some court ladies acted improperly, resulting in the death of Concubine Lan Gui, and they have now been dealt with.