Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

Jin Wenling's Luanjia arrived at the Hall of Qinzheng.

He walked up the jade steps slowly, with a calm expression and an elegant manner.

Suddenly, he found another man sitting on the throne of the Ninth Five Lord behind his Longshu desk.

Wearing a crown on the head and a yellow robe on the body, it is majestic forever.

His side face was as beautiful as a marble statue, and it was faintly the shadow of Qianbaile, but there was something wrong, there was nothing alike about it.

The man turned to face him, smiled, and stretched out his hand, trying to pull him to sit on the throne together.

"presumptuous!"

Jin Wenling struggled and woke up with a start, panting heavily.

is a dream.

He grabbed the feather quilt on his chest, panted a few times, and saw Qianbaile sleeping next to him when he turned his head. His sleeping appearance was still chaotic, but very cute, just like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Like high school students.

A few weeks ago, the crew was forced to suspend work due to the sudden earthquake and the rare orogeny in a century. Most of the exterior scenes were deleted, and the interior scenes and emotional scenes were emphasized. Finally, it was completed ahead of schedule.

Jin Wenling and Wan Baylor returned to the residence of the imperial capital and recuperated for a few days, but Fusheng took half a day's leisure. It hadn't been so comfortable for a long time. Wan Baylor's old injury was completely healed, and the keel had locked the center of the earth. Now he can do it anytime he wants. They can command the Three Realms, but this young boy doesn't seem to be enthusiastic about these things. Instead, he is nestled in Jin Wenling's apartment and is busy making love with him all day long.

Jin Wenling hasn't been sleeping well lately, and he's also very happy that Wan Baylor is pestering him every day, even putting him in various shameful poses, so tired that he can sleep until the sun rises every day, so at least he can get rid of Wuzhu's death The shadow cast by the previous curse.

He will not have children.

Jin Wenling was born in an emperor's family, and understands what an heir means to a monarch. His father, the emperor, originally loved his mother and queen, but because the queen has only an only son, he followed the queen mother's wishes to recruit beauties and enrich the harem. , making the front court and the harem cloud turbulent.

Even so, the emperor also has a large number of instincts and desires to reproduce. If he becomes a holy king, all the beauties in the three realms can be found at his fingertips...

"Hmm...Wen Ling."

Wan Baylor muttered a few words, woke up, and interrupted Jin Wenling's thoughts.

"what happened?"

He put his arms around Jin Wenling's waist, and dragged him back to the pillow.

"Did you dream again?"

Qian Baylor knew about his dreams, and he was joking and begging for pleasure on the surface, in order to help him get rid of these meaningless nightmares.

"Well, I can't sleep when I wake up."

"Can't sleep? Then, let's do something else?"

"What?"

"Fuck you."

"..., didn't you just do it?"

Jin Wenling slapped the man who had jumped on her to the side, and turned around with the feather in her arms.

He felt the man behind him wrap his arms around his waist and caress without any lust.

"Do you know?"

After a while, Qianbeile thought that he was fast asleep and he was in a trance when he heard such a sentence lacking in context.

"What can you do?"

"It will change."

Jin Wenling turned around and stared at him in the darkness.

"Ugh……"

Wan Baylor sighed. These days, although Jin Wenling never expressed his intentions in this regard, he could vaguely feel the hidden worry in his heart.

Wan Belle lifted the quilt and sat up.

"Drink!"

He raised the knife in his hand and made a gesture to slash at his crotch.

"What are you doing? In the middle of the night!"

Jin Wenling quickly grasped his wrist with sharp eyes.

"Broken Bird is wise!"

"..."

"Hey, but..."

Wan Baylor relaxed his strength, withdrew his wrist from Jin Wenling's hand, and lay down beside him again.

"My body has been fused with the entire earth vein, no matter where it is broken, it can still grow by itself."

Wan Baylor looked at him under the ambiguous night light, and said very confidently that he already had a little intention of ruling the world, and he was more mature than Jin Wenling, who had just ascended to the great treasure back then.

"..."

"Hey!?"

Just when Jin Wenling felt a little relieved, Wanhou, who was handsome for only three seconds, suddenly opened her eyes wide again, looking at him like a curious baby.

"Wen Ling, tell me, if the bird is cut off and grows back, it's still mine, but when we fuck again, do you count as cheating?"

"..."

Jin Wenling opened her eyes again and it was afternoon again. Recently, Wan Baylor has been torturing him a bit hard, and what confuses him is that he hasn't woken up with him for several days.

It's not his style.

When Wan Baylor used to think that way, he would often say "I want to get up with you", because he said "I want to sleep with you" and got beaten a lot, so he changed to a more poetic way of playing hooligans.

It has been three days, and every time Jin Wenling wakes up, he is not by his side, and after that, he will rush back in a hurry, without a vehicle, directly through the wall, as if he is in a hurry.

What was he doing while he was asleep?

Jin Wenling didn't doubt Wan Baylor, but he felt that he seemed to be treated as an outsider. Even if he and him had reached the point where he could guess what Qian Bayle did without telling him, most of the things that would make him feel distressed would make him unwilling. He said it, but he still couldn't help but want to know the truth.

"Go ahead."

At this moment, Jin Wenling finished taking a shower, sat in the living room of her home with a sinking face, and said in a very flat tone to Suhang who had been summoned.

With a plop, the mirror demon's legs softened, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Although Suhang has always pursued a two-faced diplomatic strategy, he is very clear about who is the serious master. As a mirror demon, he is clear about Jin Wenling's torture methods in his own time and space. So like the courage of General Lingchi Zhenyuan back then.

"What, are you guilty?"

Jin Wenling picked up the peach soup in hand, put it to her lips and took a sip, and said slowly.

"No, no, the little one is seeing how His Majesty really cares about your empress, it makes my heart soften. Once my heart softens, my legs soften..."

Suhang lay on the ground trembling, obviously knowing some inside information.

Jin Wenling glanced at the makeup mirror, and Suhang prayed to Wan Baylor in his heart for good luck, then stared straight at the mirror, and soon, Wan Bayle's figure appeared inside.

bookstore?

Jin Wenling fantasized about many scenarios, and even guessed that he might have gone to Hades to negotiate with Lord Yan of the Ten Palaces, but he never thought of this place at all.

Wan Baylor is not a person who loves to read.

Although he has a clever mind and can be said to have a good memory and ten lines at a glance, he lacks interest in reading and writing.

When boys of the same age are generally immersed in World of Warcraft and League of Legends, Wan Baylor would rather spend his youth in the martial arts gym and basketball court. He thinks that men should put physical labor first, although this The guy's brain power can also be called a double-faced fox.

And he has another characteristic, that is, like many post-[-]s generations, he has become accustomed to pads. Although he is a writer and screenwriter, he basically uses computers, pads, and even mobile phones to code words on weekdays, just to connect to the play. All scripts require sending pdf files to the mailbox, and basically seldom use and touch paper products.

Such a person who has nothing to do with the bookstore suddenly appeared in the largest and most comprehensive Xinhua Bookstore in the imperial capital. What is the reason?

Jin Wenling saw from the mirror that Wan Baylor was squatting in front of a large bookshelf, looking for something from top to bottom, from left to right. He looked very focused, and often picked up a book and read a few pages very carefully. Only then can he choose whether to buy it, and the shopping cart beside him is already neatly filled with at least dozens of books of all kinds.

Although I can't see clearly from this angle, Jin Wenling feels that the books he read are not advanced, because the white background of this row of bookshelves is dotted with dazzling patterns of nature and small animals. The backs of the books are also colorful, and it can be seen that this is a relatively popular area. Could it be that Wan Baylor is wandering around in the youth literature section to see how his books are selling?

"Suhang, you zoom in a little closer."

"twitter!"

As the camera zoomed in, Jin Wenling suddenly took a deep breath.

How could this be, why did he read these books! ?

With a bang, Jin Wenling stood up from the sofa seat in the living room, walked several steps in a row, and walked directly to the makeup mirror. She didn't see the tea table and chairs along the road at all, and her knee hit an embroidery pier.

"My lord, be careful!"

Seeing Jin Wenling stagger, Su Hang hurried forward to support him.

"Go away!"

In an almost extreme emotion, Jin Wenling lost her sense of proportion, and slapped Su Hang with a raised hand!

Suhang was not prepared at all, he was beaten back by Jin Wenling for several steps, his foot was unstable, and he fell directly to the ground. He didn't complain at all, he got up with a grunt, went forward to clean up the mess for Jin Wenling, moved He opened the chair to see if he had broken his knee.

Jin Wenling came back to her senses and looked at Suhang's swollen cheeks. Since the mirror demon surrendered, she has always been loyal to herself. took his life, but now he missed and injured him.

He calmed down a little, and suddenly his figure slumped, and he sat on the chair in front of the makeup mirror, looking at Su Hang with a little confusion.

"Why does he want to see this?"