[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

It was the women in the harem who first realized that the emperor was wrong.

Usually!Zhu Houzhen doesn't say that dragons are fine and tigers are fierce, but they are also self-cultivating, and they come once or twice a day when they are in their prime.

But now at most, he would go to the concubine's palace and leave after dinner. He didn't care about the eager eyes of those concubines at all, as if he was being charmed by the little goblin!

Hey!Where did the vixen come from, dare to confuse the emperor!Empress, you must decide for your concubines!

The Kunning Palace, where the Empress lived, began to receive visits from the concubines one after another, and the cold palace gate in the past faintly showed signs of being crowded.

The domineering queen just threw a word at this - check!

All the women in the harem are happy!

Dong Xiangyan, who learned all this from the female ghosts, shook his head and sighed.

"So, dad obviously has a group of women to serve, but he still asks for trouble and adds another burden to himself. Why is he bothering?"

Food and sex, he doesn't have any opinion on the emperor's amorousness, after all, his profession is like that, if he doesn't want to sell himself, there are a group of people forcing him to sell it.

Sometimes, even in the cold and ruthless palace in the eyes of outsiders, there are unspoken rules that many people have to obey, and this naturally includes His Majesty who is aloof.

But then again, Dong Xiangyan asked curiously, "Who is it that captivated my father?"

Apart from Shen Yuan and the naked sister, another female ghost usually lives in Jinxiu Palace. She is a beautiful woman with a generous personality, as delicate as a lotus, with a unique name, her surname is Murong and her name is Yan'er.

Of course, this Murong Yan'er is also the head of all the gossip in the palace, and basically everyone can learn a thing or two from her whenever there is a commotion.

Dong Xiangyan met this outstanding woman with full intelligence ability not long after he was able to be active. After establishing a friendly relationship, he began to deal with her from time to time.

Like today, when Murong Yan'er came here to inquire about gossip as usual, he took advantage of the opportunity to ask the question, not to mention, Murong Yan'er actually knew what was going on.

Murong Yan'er didn't seem to worry about His Majesty's health at all, and said casually: "Oh, the new sisters are quite ambitious, occupying the dragon's root and absorbing the dragon's energy all day long, based on this frequency... She raised her Kodan-coated finger and calculated, "Zhu Houzhen will die in half a month."

"..."

Absolutely not!

Dong Xiangyan quickly twitched the corners of his mouth and asked about it. When he heard that it was a Painted Skin Ghost, he immediately knew what the thing was, and thanked Murong Yan'er.

The female ghost pinched Dong Xiangyan's face with two slender fingers, and said boldly: "If you want me to say that little girl is also shallow-sighted, she really covets that dragon spirit, why don't you spend a little time waiting?" You grow up, don't talk about anything else, your father doesn't have your eyes, this aura, ouch, take a closer look, you look good, how about it, do you want to have a ghost game with my sister and me in the future? The love is over, hehe..."

Dong Xiangyan put on a defensive posture, with rejection written all over his face and body.

"Thank you for being sensitive!"

As usual, Murong Yan'er, who completed the daily teasing task, rushed east to wink at Yan Fei, and Shi Shi ran away.

Dong Xiangyan wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, "These older sisters always give me a sense of crisis that I will be swallowed every minute!"

Ye Gucheng watched coldly for a long time, and said calmly after hearing the words: "According to your bloodline, being together with ghosts and spirits can clearly benefit both sides. What's more, you are not like your father. If you ascend the throne, your yang energy will definitely flourish, counteracting your bloodline talent The innate yin qi in it causes yang to prosper and yin to decline, if there is a female ghost who uses her own yin qi to organize her life, it is not a problem to prolong her life."

Don’t you see how many emperors wished for immortality, but Dong Xiangyan had special innate conditions. It can be said that this generation of spirit sons should deal with ghosts by nature, but the family has changed.

If he ascends to the imperial throne, then Da Yue's dragon spirit will be added to his body, and the country's fortune will prosper, which will be a disaster rather than a blessing for him.

Dragon Qi and Lingzi, the former is like a bright sun, with mighty upright energy, while the latter is soft and lingering with cold air, if there is no coordination and suddenly collides, either the former will drain the Yang energy, or the latter will exhaust the spirit in the raging fire.

What's more, how can one person's strength surpass the power of a country? In the end, Dong Xiangyan was boiled to death on the throne, and there may not be a next generation.

"Wait! What do you mean by that?" Dong Xiangyan really didn't know that his blood was so special, so he hurriedly asked.

Ye Gucheng is an adult after all, when he said this, he didn't stumble at all, and his tone was flat and straightforward: "The harmony of Yin and Yang produces all things, Yang is prosperous, Yin is alive, and Yin Qi nourishes human blood and energy to generate vitality. In the future, your yang will prosper and your yin will decline, just like now when your yin prospers and your yang declines, and your body is delicate and weak, so you can deduce that in the future you will be physically strong, but destined to be childless."

Dong Xiangyan almost blurted out that he must lift it, but calm down and think about it, a strong body should be normal everywhere, and the reason for childlessness should be that Yin Qi cannot play a role in the succession of the family.

"Huh—you scared me to death." Dong Xiangyan spread out on the soft bed, the books displayed around him formed a boxy structure, and the lattice window at hand projected an upside-down bat on the ground. It means that craftsmen have always loved this kind of exquisite thought.

There was a slight change in Ye Gucheng's expression, and he said in a subtle tone: "You don't mind that you have no children?"

"I didn't care about this at all." Dong Xiangyan turned over and sat up, sniffing the fragrance of ink under her nose, and without giving Ye Gucheng a chance to ask, she raised the corners of her mouth and said happily, "Let's go, let's catch that little fairy." Come out to share worries for the queen mother!"

Ye Gucheng: "...you..."

Limited by her physical inability to do the things she likes to do, Dong Xiangyan's attitude towards life is a bit broken, and she thinks about it as soon as she thinks about it.

He said he wanted to leave this room, but when the voice came, he had already run outside the door.

Ye Gucheng's tall and straight pine figure gradually became transparent in the sunlight projected from the window, feeling the bondage from the owner, he followed without saying a word.

Strictly speaking, Dong Xiangyan is not a harsh master, but to Lord Baiyun, this layer of restraint is still a bit of an eyesore.

And, Dong Xiangyan is too weak!

right!That's right!After the reincarnation, the body control spirit is unique, but the biggest reason why Ye Gucheng dislikes him is that he is worthless in the rivers and lakes.

Dong Xiangyan was so wronged that she wanted to cry to death!

My big hammer, big hammer where are you!There is still only you in the world!

Dong Xiangyan, a martial artist who once became a Taoist by forging iron, and has a superb martial arts cultivation, is well-known in the Liyong world. If you talk about sword-related topics, you will never avoid his name.

One spreads ten, ten spreads one hundred, one hundred spreads one thousand, and after he single-handedly challenged the Patriarch of Transcending Tribulation with his Yuanying cultivation level, his name will be heard all over the world, everyone will know it, everyone will know it!

Recalling the glory of the year, and looking at the chubby himself, Dong Xiangyan rubbed his stomach and felt that this was retribution.

Hey, I love you the most, Big Hammer, please love me again!

The big hammer who stayed in the ashes of Dantian Zifu gave him a look of disdain.

No more love, goodbye!

Dong Xiangyan: Chick!

The truth is sometimes so cruel. Everyone thinks that Dong Xiangyan entered the way of kendo by forging swords, and his swordsmanship is superb. But in fact he is the one who specializes in forging swords and wielding hammers, and he is not the so-called The casting technique enters the Tao, but the Tao that has been forging swords by the way.

But I don't know why outsiders always pass on his cool, domineering, evil, charming and cold, as if he is not Dong Xiangyan if he is not noble and glamorous, even the sword he produced has the taste of a celebrity...

So, the truth is sometimes so cruel.

Slowly moved to the front of the old man's imperial study, glanced over, and found that many people who were supposed to serve in it had been kicked out. I know something.

Smacking his lips lightly, Dong Xiangyan walked over: "Director Yang."

Director Yang came to his senses immediately, and hurriedly saluted and pleaded guilty.

"His Royal Highness, please forgive me. The miscellaneous family lost their minds for a while, and they didn't see you when they were lost. Hey, look, you should be beaten!"

As if to slap himself twice, Dong Xiangyan waved his hand nonchalantly: "Mr. Yang, don't make me laugh, I'm here to see my father."

Manager Yang wanted to laugh at first, because His Royal Highness the little prince was really good at talking, so he brushed aside his mistakes lightly and did not mention them, and even praised his later confession as a meritorious example, not to mention anything else. Is it meritorious?

However, Director Yang, who should have said flattering words or simply reported to His Highness in the past, was sweating more and more this time, stammering, as if he had something to hide from him.

Dong Xiangyan nodded clearly: "So that's the case. If it's inconvenient, I will leave first. The manager, please don't tell Father that I have been here."

In an emergency, Director Yang didn't bother to ask why he said he hadn't been here, but was busy telling the little ancestor to leave first.

Walking some distance away from the Imperial Study Room, Dong Xiangyan saw Ye Gucheng standing in the shadow of the corner, with the sky above his head covered by ancient trees and green trees, and the mottled shadows of the trees cast on him, forming a poetic and picturesque scene .

Noticing his arrival, Ye Gucheng turned around, his clothes, which were not affected by things in life, were not swaying in the breeze, just like this person, peaceful and far-reaching, lofty and boundless.

"You're back."

Dong Xiangyan was stunned for a moment, and when he walked over, he heard him say, "What did you find?"

Dong Xiangyan didn't allow himself to think and said, "Need to talk? There must be ghosts!"

Ye Gucheng: "Then you plan to...?"

Dong Xiangyan bent his eyes: "Explore the imperial study room at night!"

Ye Gucheng didn't say that I knew this kind of nonsense, but just said lightly: "I know."

Dong Xiangyan squatted under the tree and looked up at Ye Gucheng's back, and suddenly asked curiously: "Ye Gucheng, who are you?"

At this time, there was only Baiyun City Lord and no Flying Immortal in the world at this time. Sixteen or seventeen-year-old Ye Gucheng had just walked out of the gate.