[Honghuang] Recruiting demon flags

into the night.

Daji retreated from the maid, and sat alone in front of the vanity mirror, wearing a velvet cloak embroidered with concubine red brocade and begonias.On the dressing table made of pear blossom and mahogany, there was a carved tray delivered by the waiter half a quarter of an hour ago, a celadon jug, two small wine glasses, containing half a cup of residual wine.

The bronze mirror reflected her face, which had been cultivated for thousands of years, with bright eyes and vermilion lips, gentle and graceful, and the waves in her eyes were like the autumn waters of the flat river.

The night came in through the open window lattice, and although dozens of red candles were lit, the candlelight flickered and dimly fell on the face of the beauty in the bronze mirror, blurring some shadows.

Daji thought, since when, her face has become more and more like Nuwa.

She slowly, slowly stretched out her right hand, raised her palm upright, stood in front of her chest, and pinched out a formula.

All of a sudden, demonic power surged around, under Daji's imperial concubine red brocade, snow-white? Shaking gently, it actually filled the entire bronze mirror, white and fluffy, seductive and holy, with a beautiful and luxurious female face, ostentatious in the room.

According to the Taoism of the fox family, the deeper the cultivation base, the more the number of fox tails.

Daji is just a thousand-year-old fox demon. Originally, she definitely couldn't cultivate eight tails, and six tails is already a rare talent in the world.

However, seven years ago, that night in Wa Palace, the kiss she fell on the lips of the empress left behind not only the lingering and bitterness in her memories, but also the chatting with her when she stayed in the Shang Palace and looked at the Kyushu Xinghai. With the little comfort of thinking about it, there is also the pure magic power of hundreds of thousands of years of saints.

Among her last two fox tails are the inner thoughts and breath of Empress Nuwa.

Daji faced the bronze mirror, sat upright, and closed her eyes.

In the silence of the room, the red candle flickered, and the candlelight and shadows fell all over the floor, but there was the last fox tail, swaying quietly, bypassing the body of her human woman, and the snow-white fox fur surrounded the draped concubine. The red brocade reached out to Daji.

The tip of the tail touched her own lips gently, lightly.

Just like many years ago, that seemingly real kiss.

……

In the bronze mirror, a little rouge was stained on the snow-white fox down.

Daji stared blankly at this scene. After a long time, the red candles that filled the room were only left with a short stub, but the candle tears filled the lampstand. She finally stood up, raised her head and drank half of the celadon cup. residual wine.

The night was getting dark, Daji took her mind back, and was about to go back to her bedroom to rest, meditate, or practice some spells, but at this moment, she suddenly heard a report from her servant: This night, King Zhou decided to stay in Shouxian Palace after a long absence. .

The quiet Shouxian Palace suddenly became flustered.

When he heard the news, even Daji couldn't hide his surprise—after all, King Zhou is the person who likes the new and dislikes the old the most. Over the years, although he left a heart with her, the person who accompanied her on the bed every night when singing and drinking But they are all different. Sometimes it is a high-ranking concubine in the harem, sometimes it is a dancer and singer, or a younger and more beautiful court lady. Instead, it is Daji, and gradually less and less.

Over the years, Shouxian Palace has been repaired more than once.

When Daji walked into the courtyard, she looked back and saw that the attic where she drank before was still lit with candlelight, and there was a row of delicate rare beasts carved on the ridge of the beam. Wings like flying.

In the distance, the sky is full of stars like the sea.

There are many court ladies and eunuchs serving Concubine Su. At this time of year, they have already fallen asleep. When they heard that they were about to pick him up, they had to get out of bed one by one. Wearing unlined clothes, they shivered slightly in the cool night and complained Your majesty is coming? Not the time.

——The royal palace is the most snobbish place in the world, and all slaves regard their masters as the most precious. If it is another concubine, the emperor is lucky, it is the blessing of the third generation, and it is a sign of prosperity, not to mention just being woken up at night. Even when encountering a world of ice and snow, mountains of knives and sea of ​​fire, for the sake of wealth and life, you must climb.

Only Daji here, everyone knows that Su Niangniang's favor is unfailing, solid as gold and stone, but she thinks that King Zhou is troublesome.

By the time the group of palace people packed up and greeted them out of Shouxian Palace, King Zhou's imperial chariot had already arrived.How many? The servant sat down on the chariot, and the canopy was swaggering. King Zhou walked out slowly. He was still wearing the emperor's robe. When he saw the crowd kneeling on the ground, he swept his eyes away and asked with a smile when he didn't see Daji. : "Where is the widow's Qingqing beauty? Why isn't she here?"

His tone was smiling, but there was no joy in his eyebrows, his demeanor was as majestic as a mountain, and he pressed down heavily on the crowd.

Daji's maid of honor was kneeling in the first row, and at this moment she returned cautiously and said, "Your Majesty, the empress has drunk some wine tonight, and she may lose her manners. If Shengjia doesn't like it, she should go to the Nuan Pavilion to redress her makeup." , servant girl, why don't you go ask your mother to come out?"

King Zhou said: "No need."

With a flick of his sleeves, he led the servants and eunuchs who were kneeling on the ground and walked past, leaving only a faint cold snort.

King Zhou tonight is quite unusual.

Originally, Daji was waiting in the courtyard with the others, ready to greet her out of the palace gate? Then she thought about it, King Zhou came to her late at night for nothing more than a matter of sex.Thinking about it this way, she went back to the Snappers and really started to dress up.

When a woman is dressing up, her clothes are half-finished, and her makeup will not be complete. It has a unique style, and it is the most charming and ambiguous.

Sure enough, not long after, King Zhou came up with a man.Daji didn't even need to turn her head, just in the bronze mirror, she saw King Zhou slowly approaching her from behind. Over the years, although King Zhou was not old, he was much more majestic and calm than before.

King Zhou stopped three steps away from her.

After a while, Daji opened his mouth and said: "...the king has come to see my concubine."

When she spoke, she was applying rouge to her lips. The red lips in the bronze mirror opened and closed slightly. King Zhou saw it, his eyes flickered slightly, and then his pupils darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Daji got up, and Feihong's brocade robe slipped off her shoulders and piled up on the ground, and the embroidered crabapple flowers bloomed at King Zhou's feet.

Standing among the layers of concubine red brocade, she only wore a snow-white single gown, turned to King Zhou, and said with a smile: "I thought that the king had forgotten about my concubine's Shouxian Palace."

King Zhou finally came up.

The candlelight was not very bright, and in the faint sandalwood, he wrapped his arms around Daji's waist, with his long black hair hanging between the two of them, for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "How can I? Will you? Forget you. "

Daji lowered her head, leaned against King Zhou's broad chest, and said nothing.

It was quiet, only her and King Zhou's aura blended soundlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, King Zhou finally took a step back, and when they were parting, his fingers brushed against Daji's ears, and pulled her scattered black hair behind her back, then bent down, and picked up the concubine's red brocade robe from the ground. , Put it on for her upright.

With this move, Daji should have realized that King Zhou did not come to her tonight just for the sake of intimacy, but King Zhou has spoiled her for too long, what can he give? She has too much, too solid, so much that she finally relaxes alert.

She pinched the lapel that King Zhou had just put on her, stood under the lamplight, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I have something else I would like to ask you about."

There was no emotion in King Zhou's voice, "Speak."

Daji said: "I don't know how your Majesty is going to deal with Xibo Hou Jichang?"

Daji has always kept in mind the promise of Boyi Kao, even if King Zhou doesn't come to see her tonight, within three days, she will go to find King Zhou.

For a long while, King Zhou didn't answer, didn't ask? What was she going to do? He just said, "You're taking the exam for Boyi."

Daji was taken aback, but he didn't expect King Zhou to remember the matter of Xibohou and his son, so he laughed and said, "The father of my concubine is also the king's general. , always worrying. A few days ago, I saw Bo Yi offering treasures to save his father in the exam. For some reason, he thought of his concubine and his father. It was because I hadn't seen him for many years, and I didn't realize it..."

King Zhou interrupted her and asked: "How can I be inferior to him?"

When he spoke, his tone was still the most ordinary, and his expression? Not happy or angry, but Daji's heart gradually sank.

Having said that, she still doesn't understand? What is King Zhou thinking? It's just that so many years of practice have been wasted.

She took a step back, knelt down on the ground, lowered her head, and said softly, as if she was letting the king handle her, "How can Boyi be worthy of being compared with the king? In my heart, there is only the king alone? People, if there is no king, then there is no point in living in this world."

After a while, King Zhou suddenly laughed.

He just smiled and asked Daji, "How long ago was the last time I saw you bowing down to the widow?"

Daji raised her head suddenly.

How long, she also? Don't remember?King Zhou is so beautiful, she is the only exception?He dotes on her not because of those loves and affections.He is the person who likes the new and dislikes the old the most, Daji thought, King Zhou may have been tired of her body long ago, but he still loves her.

From then on, King Zhou never let her kneel in front of him again.

Daji also finally understood that whenever she bowed down and knelt down, what exactly did the person sitting in the high position see?

King Zhou laughed again: "For that? Boyikao, you finally came to kneel again."

The fingertips became cold little by little. At this moment, Daji didn't dare to look at King Zhou, and lowered her head again, saying: "The ministers and concubines belong to the king. In this world, the ministers and the common people are all kings." Yes, if you make a mistake, you will naturally ask the king for your sins."

King Zhou: "What's wrong with you?"

"Originally, the king is in the prime of his life, young and heroic, and his concubine is also a woman, but anyone with eyes should understand? Who is the concubine's heart on? But the concubine's own words and deeds are wrong, and I say for Xibohou and his son. Unfortunately, rumors spread, which made the King worry."

"I don't worry about you." King Zhou said slowly, slowly, "I only ask you one thing: You also said that I am young and powerful, and I have favored you all these years. Far more than other concubines, but why? Why? Those widows who have only been lucky once or twice? The court ladies and concubines can all give birth to children for the widow, but you have never even been pregnant?"

There was a bang in Daji's mind.

King Zhou was suspicious of her.He is suspecting that she lied to him.

The door behind him opened suddenly, and the wind and night came in together.The warm pavilion is on the second floor. Outside the door is a suspended corridor surrounded by railings half a person's height. When the weather is fine, you can see crabapple flowers planted in the courtyard.This was specially built by King Zhou for Daji.

That crabapple flower was planted for her by King Zhou himself in the early spring of this year.

When Daji came back to her senses, her back hurt, and King Zhou had already pressed her clothes against the railing of the corridor.

There were still many court ladies and eunuchs kneeling in the courtyard waiting for the holy driver. Seeing this scene, they bent down one after another, with their necks pressed down so low that they almost buried their heads in the ground, lest they accidentally see something? lost his life.

The concubine's red brocade robe slid away from Daji's shoulders, but because it was against the railing, it didn't fall to the ground. It was only piled up on the waist in layers, and dragged long to the pear-blossom mahogany floor.

Her upper body was almost hanging out of the railing? There was nowhere to draw her strength, only the hand of King Zhou tightly clutching her skirt.

He whispered: "This time, my widow, I have to take a closer look. Why is this?"

How could Daji not understand? What was he referring to?She and King Zhou used illusions to cover up the past every time it was raining, and Empress Nuwa and her had never been husband and wife. As long as she had a physical examination, King Zhou would know right away?: She is so ? For many years, I really lied to him.

As for her illusion, although it is realistic, it is easy to fool one person, but it is impossible to fool the entire palace.

There are tulle lanterns hanging under the eaves, and the light shines on the ground, illuminating Daji's plain white clothes in a warm color.King Zhou reached out and pulled her belt away. His eyes were dark, and his breath was heavy on her neck, like a beast preparing to kill its prey.

Daji's fingers clasped on the railing were trembling.

She could feel King Zhou's anger, not because of Boyi Kao, not only because of Boyi Kao, but also because he finally realized—for so? Years, so? Years, the concubine he loves the most may not be love him.

That was the anger that would wash over her.

King Zhou is by no means a gentle, courteous, thrifty gentleman. His anger and jealousy have turned into actual aggression and plunder, tearing off her clothes, and about to fall on her.

There is still another way, Daji knows? I still have one last way to go.

She is a demon, and she is governed by the banner of Zhao Yao. She also knelt in front of the Wa Palace and heard the Taoism. Even the people in the world don't care about her, and the Nuwa Empress doesn't care about her.The sage said that the law is boundless, no matter what she encounters, the empress will definitely have a way.

Daji stretched her hand into her bosom, and grabbed the jade talisman that had been hidden under her underclothes.

That was many years ago, the very beginning of everything. On the fifteenth birthday of the third lunar month, Empress Nuwa was profaned by King Zhou with obscene poems, so she waved the banner to summon all demons in the world to meet her, and selected her When she came to the Shang Palace, she was given a messenger jade talisman together.

And every time, every time, when she asked the empress for help, the empress heard it and responded to her.

moment.

Daji dejectedly let go of her fingers one by one.

Since the empress doesn't care about her.

Why should she go to ask the empress.

The author has something to say: Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

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