chronicle of court survival

After Xia Qing finished speaking, she regretted it, shut her mouth, and immersed herself in the regret of "Am I an idiot?"

Fortunately, Lou Guanxue ignored him, and just looked at him indifferently after hearing this.His complexion was paler than before, and his eyes seemed to be a little bloody and evil.I don't know if it was influenced by Wen Jiao, the suppressed tyranny in his body became more intense, as if it could turn into hot magma at any moment, breaking through the flesh and blood and gushing out.

"Are you all right?" After all, I just made a plan in my heart and people heard it.

Xia Qing was thin-skinned, and appropriately showed his concern to change the subject.

Lou Guanxue didn't answer, but asked him word by word, "Fairy?"

Xia Qing bit the bullet: "Uh, fairy is a powerful word for us, and both men and women like to hear it."

Lou Guanxue stared at him and smiled without emotion.

Xia Qing's whole ghost was numb.

As a result, misfortunes never come singly.

When they came back to the sleeping hall, they found that there was already someone lying on the couch - it was the guard who smiled at him a few days ago.

The burly body covered with muscular chest hair was covered with a thin shirt, and his limbs were tied with five flowers. It seemed that he had been drugged. His honest and honest face was flushed, his eyes were wet, and he looked at Lou Guanxue in a daze , groaning.

"..."

Xia Qing was blown up.

What am I relying on!

His scalp was numb from the stimulation of such a picture of "beautiful man in bed".

And Lou Guanxue deserved to be Lou Guanxue, her expression was indifferent, unmoved, she even had the leisure to go in and light the lamp first.

Xia Qing stammered: "I can explain, this is Zhang Shan..."

Lou Guanxue said indifferently: "You have desires, hold back, don't use my body."

"?" Xia Qing couldn't argue, dumbfounded: "Why do I have desires! He just smiled at me and I boasted, and Zhang Shan sent him to bed! Can this be my fault?!"

Perhaps Lou Guanxue was really in a bad mood tonight, she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

His lips were pursed into a line, and his pale face gave people a sense of glass-like fragility for no reason.

Xia Qing said awkwardly: "I'll take care of this matter, you should have a good rest."

Lou Guanxue didn't speak, lit the lamp, turned her head to look at him in the bright firelight, her dark eyes were as cold as a deep pool, and after a long time, she calmly said: "Don't you always say that I have a bad reputation? Now thanks to you, I have another title of Broken Sleeve."

He glanced at the bed and saw the drugged guard who was twisting and moving in a woman's clothes, and a sneering smile appeared from the corner of his lips: "Oh, add a pervert."

Xia Qing: "..." Do you think you're not perverted enough? ! !

He went upstairs to watch Xue's body, and the first thing he did was to rush out to settle accounts with Zhang Shan.

Facing Zhang Shan's smiling face as if he wanted to ask for credit, Xia Qing was really miserable. He took a deep breath and held back his anger: "Next time you send someone to my bed, I'll kill you!"

"Ah? Majesty, Your Majesty..." Zhang Shan's face was pale, like a dead leaf falling in the cold wind, and he knelt down to apologize and beg for mercy.

Xia Qing already had a physical fear of him, out of sight and out of mind, told him to go: "Get lost."

With such an episode, I really don't know which of them has the worse reputation.

What happened to Wen Jiao earlier made him feel that Lou Guanxue was a pervert, so he felt a little ridiculed in his heart.As a result, there is now a guard tied to the bed, and his reputation is probably not much better!

Zhang Shan, you have hurt me a lot!

So Xia Qing acted tacitly as if nothing happened tonight.

At night, Xia Qing didn't like to go upstairs to watch Xue Xue's body, because it was too painful and too cold to sleep. Without him, a lonely ghost could sleep easily.

After careful calculation, it has been more than ten days since he came out of Zhaixing Tower, but he has not been out of the palace once.However, in the past few days, Lingguang has experienced various ups and downs - mainly two things, the selection of concubines and the elimination of demons in the pagoda.

Concubine selection is an open and secret struggle among the nobles of the aristocratic family, and the folks just watch it for fun; while the pagoda to eliminate demons brings Taoists from all walks of life to gather in the mausoleum.

The street market should be very lively now.

In fact, Xia Qing was quite curious about Ling Guang.

The largest imperial capital in Heqing Haiyan's prosperous age, it is also extremely prosperous.

"When will you leave the palace?" Xia Qing floated on the screen, and said with great interest: "Let me see the world."

Lou Guanxue paused, and said, "It will be soon."

Xia Qing: "Huh?"

But His Majesty is in a bad mood today and doesn't like to talk to people.He took off his crown, fell asleep early, and lay down on the bed.

Xia Qing stared at him and blinked.

After so long, no matter how slow he was, he still realized that what Lou Guanxue said at the beginning was probably half-truth, and he was not afraid of Yan Lanyu. After all, he didn't even look down on the regent. Rest out of this body.

"Why is a person's soul and body so weak?" Xia Qing wondered secretly.

Soul curse?Who placed him.

Lou Guanxue seemed to be sleeping and was not safe.

His black hair was scattered on the pillow, his face was pale and transparent, his lips were bright red, and his brows were full of evil spirits.

Xia Qing didn't dare to share the bed with him, so he lay down on the table and planned to fall asleep.

But for some reason, it was difficult for him to fall asleep, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Difficult to do, insomnia.

Insomnia was also a strange thing for Xia Qing.

He has been quite carefree since he was a child. He is heartless and does not hold grudges. He has very few things in his heart, and he has always slept on his pillow.

Xia Qing pondered carefully, the source of all evil was the fragrance from Wen Jiao's body.Cold and desolate, captivating, like a flower growing at the bottom of an abyss, it evokes a lot of sadness just by looking at it.

That smell is on his mind now.

Xia Qing didn't have anything sad to remember, so his thoughts just flew wild, thinking about the horrible experience of being tricked by the system after he died.

It has to be said that even though Lou Guanxue is the person he contacts the most, he still doesn't understand him.

I don't understand what Lou Guanxue is thinking, nor what he wants to do.Most of the time Lou Guanxue is either reading or painting.Books are strange characters, and paintings are strange symbols.

Undercurrents in the palace were turbulent, and the regime in the court was treacherous, but he was sitting coldly on the golden palace, watching everything indifferently.

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Qing was considered sleepy, his eyelids were clenched, and he fell into a deep sleep while lying on his stomach.

Perhaps bewitched by the incense, Xia Qing actually had a dream this time.

Dreamed of a vast sea.

The clear sky is high and blue, and the white gulls are singing loudly, and the sea breeze that sweeps the tide is brought by their wings.There is an island in the sea, the fairy clouds are misty, the showers are slightly resting, and the meaning of the distant mountains is cold and green, and the voice of an old man resounds between the mountains and the sea.I couldn't hear clearly, but I remembered he was talking about a sword.

The name of the sword is "Ananda".

Ananda, such a name seems to be overcoming hardships and evils, but its meaning is "joy".

Before he could finish complaining, Xia Qing woke up.

Something coldly slapped him on the face, so eager and strong that it hurt his face.

Xia Qing opened her eyes very unhappily, her light brown eyes were full of anger, and she raised her head coldly with "Are you looking for death", only to see a supernatural event!

Pat his thing—is that the flute? !

It was suspended in the air, circling in a hurry, frantically smashing his face with its tip.

Damn, Lou Guanxue, your flute has become a master, do you know that! ! !

Xia Qing was dumbfounded.

It was still slamming into his face.

Xia Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed it: "You are enough, enough is enough!"

The bone flute stopped quietly and lay in front of his eyes, revealing a bit of "grievance".

Xia Qing's anger came and went quickly, and now she was full of curiosity about "Chengjing Dizi". She sat up cross-legged, her eyes sparkled and she asked, "Are you a monster? Can you talk like me."

However, this disgusting thing has the same virtue as his golden-branched and jade-leafed master.

Ignoring him, being held by him turned against the customer, leading him to rampage in one direction.

"Fuck, where are you going to take me—"

Xia Qing's words came to an abrupt end.

...Because the bone flute took him to Lou Guanxue's bedside.

The moment he got here, Xia Qing was stunned. He had never seen such a strange scene.

He saw the evil spirit in Lou Guanxue's eyebrows and eyes completely radiated, the blood-red light and black mist surged and icy cold, overlapping each other, like a cage and shackles, trapping him whole.

The bone flute seemed to want to rush in to save people, but before it got close, it was held back by a wisp of cloud-like vine-like devilish energy, and then the whole flute was startled, and it threw itself into Xia Qing's arms with a whimper.

Xia Qing: "..." You were not so obedient when Lou Guanxue threatened me.

"What's up with him?"

Xia Qing was holding the flute, standing in front of the bed at a loss.

The bone flute rubbed against his clothes, then floated out and wrote a word on Xia Qing's palm.

"barrier".

Xia Qing was even more confused: "Barrier? What the hell?"

Bone flute wrote again.

"Curse, Obstacle, Save"

Trembling, full of pitiful grievances and prayers.

Xia Qing pondered: "You mean that Lou Guanxue was cursed, and now he's trapped in an obstacle, and I need to enter an obstacle to save him?"

The bone flute pitifully rubbed against his fingers.

Xia Qing looked at this ugly thing coldly.But in all fairness, people are most likely to soften their hearts to their playmates who have been with them for the longest time in strange places.He thought for a while and asked Dizi, "How can I save it?"

said the bone flute.

"Into the barrier."

Xia Qing rolled her eyes: "Nonsense, of course I know I'm going to be a barrier, and don't call it a barrier. Change it to a word I understand, and I guess it's a demon." There are many evils, and there will be retribution in the end.

The bone flute seemed to want to refute, but due to poor language intelligence, he shut up discouragedly.

The tip of the mouth rubbed against Xia Qing's fingers, leading him forward.

Xia Qing was really curious: "Who the hell is Lou Guanxue? I didn't feel any different from ordinary people when I got on him? As a result, all my demons were brought out."

Those black magic barriers are like criss-crossing iron chains and thorns.

The evil blood shines brightly and pierces into the deepest desires of people.

But Xia Qing's eyes were still clean and pure under the red light.

"Okay, okay, don't rush, I'll go in right away."

The magic barrier excludes all real things.

But he is a soul.

When Xia Qing went in, she thought speechlessly, he was really sent by heaven to rescue Lou Guanxue, right? !

Did Lou Guanxue have this desire to take advantage of her? !

But it's not right, with their current allies, Lou Guanxue said in advance that he would not refuse.

Did this person not expect the backlash to be so serious?

He thought wildly, entered the place of the demon, and felt a little dizzy.

In fact, if it were any other person who went in, the feeling would be more than dizziness. The evil light can awaken the crazy love and hatred and endless desires deep in people's hearts.

It was abnormal for Xia Qing to behave like this.

"So easy to come in?"

Before he had time to be proud, his footsteps disappeared in the next second, and he fell down.

Damn, what is it? !

Xia Qing fell in a straight line, with stars in his eyes, and the sound of wind rattling in his ears.

He fell to the ground with a thud, clutching his forehead, and opened his eyes depressedly, only to realize that he had fallen into a palace.

The palace is huge, but the roof tiles are broken and the mantle is yellow, so it looks very cold, barren and dilapidated.

It's probably night outside now.A ray of moonlight shone in through the window, forming frost on the ground.A dim yellow lamp was lit inside the house.

Xia Qing looked around, choking on the unspoken swear words.

Because he saw the back of a woman.

Her long black hair dragged on the ground, like a gorgeous heavy brocade.

The woman was sitting in front of the table, as if she was reading a book, her voice was accompanied by a faint candlelight, it was extremely gentle, she pointed on the page of the book, scribing word by word.

"Plucking Wei, picking Wei, Wei also stops.

Returning from day to day, even at the age.

The extravagant room and the extravagant family are the reason for the evil spirits.

Not to mention Qiju, because of the scorpion. "

When she recited poems, her voice was very soft, she was focused and gentle, which gave birth to tenderness.

Afraid of being discovered, Xia Qing sneaked under the couch.

He lowered his gaze so that he could see the woman's face more clearly.

See her creamy hands and long hair hanging down.

The woman turned a page and continued reading.

"Pluck the weeds and pick the weeds, and the weeds are soft and stop.

Said return said return, and the heart also stopped worrying.

Anxiety, hunger and thirst.

I am still undecided, and the extravagant envoy will return to hire. "

A childish but cold voice interrupted her.

"What does Caiwei mean?"

The woman was stunned, then smiled, and thought for a while with her chin propped: "Caiwei, the book talks about a kind of vegetable seedling."

"Oh." The boy said dryly.

The woman stretched out her arms and hugged the little boy into her arms, and said with a smile, "Well, but it reminds me of another kind of flower."

The boy seemed to be very resistant, but couldn't break free.

The woman put the book on the table, her voice was calm and gentle, and her smile was still there, as if it was really a scene of motherly kindness and filial piety.

"That kind of flower is called Lingwei."

The boy couldn't get rid of it, so he could only press his lips and bear it coldly.

The woman said: "After each merman dies, his corpse will rot into water and grow into a lingwei flower. The merman family has a contract of life and death. According to the legend of the gods, only when a merman dies on a grave can he enter reincarnation. Reincarnated and reborn."

"At the end of the sky-reaching sea is the Demon Abyss Ten Thousand Tombs, which is the place of death and life for the mermaid clan. The tombs are full of spirit weeds."

The woman's side face was a little vaguely gentle in the yellowish candlelight, and she spoke quietly with a little nostalgic tone.

"Every year on March [-]th, when the stinging stings, the lingwei flowers will emit night light on the sea mound. Those sharks who lost their way due to the storm can return home by looking for the light, and the panic-stricken old man who is dying, looking for the light, It can also reach the resting place. Therefore, Lingwei has another name in the Yuzu, called 'Zhaoliren'."