Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Zhu Jianshen said firmly: "No, you have to play with me." He pondered for a moment, and threatened very viciously: "If you don't play with me, I will only make you a noble concubine. If you cry, I will definitely make you a concubine." You for the queen." Wow, I'm so cruel and evil.

Wan Zhen'er wiped her sweat silently: "Fortunately, you haven't ascended the throne yet, and there is no historian to record it, otherwise my reputation will be ruined!" To become a queen by crying spirit?Although I know you are still a child, you have to be more reliable!

"Hey hey hey, it's okay. After I ascend the throne, they won't be able to hear the secret words in our boudoir." Zhu Jianshen thought about it carefully: "I read the memoirs of my father, and I really don't record things in the room."

Wan Zhen'er's face flushed slightly: "Really..."

"At night, the historians sleep in the court room, and wait for the emperor to summon the ministers, and then they go to record." Zhu Jianshen said: "Come on, hurry up, I can't wait."

Wan Zhen'er resolutely objected: "No, it's too unlucky. There's no way to cry for a living person!"

Zhu Jianshen chuckled: "Don't be superstitious about unlucky sayings, and you haven't disrespected the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. What's so unlucky? The two of us are playing on the bed. There will be more things than this in the future." Right?In the future, I will strip naked and do all kinds of embarrassing things, hehehehe.I will take you to Huaqing Pool in the future, and our hot spring water will smooth and clean your body!

Wan Zhen'er frowned and said, "Stop talking, I feel uncomfortable. You won't walk in front of me."

Zhu Jianshen sat up helplessly, looking at the watery tears in her eyes, felt a little distressed, but really wanted to play: "then you lie down, I will cry for you?"

Wan Zhen'er rolled her eyes helplessly: "Okay." It's okay if you don't agree.

With that said, she climbed onto the bed, lay straight on the bed, and covered her face with the handkerchief thrown beside her.

Zhu Jianshen knelt and sat on the bed, singing softly, melodiously and melodiously, singing like three tunes, calling: "My~wife~ah~"

The emperor Daxing was guarding the spirit in the palace, but no one jumped on the corpse, which was unreasonable and legal, and the triple coffin was too high to jump on it.But he went out of the palace to watch the play, and now imitating the little widow on the stage, he jumped up, wow, chest!

Zhu Jianshen hummed the tune of "Qin Xuemei Hanging Filial Piety": "Fortunately, I have a good spouse, and I hope that Luan and Feng will be married soon. I can't solve it because of the grievances, and I am dying because of lovesickness. Alas, alas! The king is gone, where is the concubine born?" ?Loving and loving each other in the past has become a permanent injury. From then on, the king is a ghost, and the concubine is a widow. I hate the ruthlessness of the emperor and the evil of the earth. Woohoo, alas~”

Singing in a low voice, not daring to let outsiders hear.

At first she jumped on her from the side, then quickly changed to crawling on her front, touched Wan Zhen'er's face, gently lifted off the handkerchief covering her face, exposing her lips, nose and cheeks, only covering her face. Eye.

After singing "Ai Hu Ai Zai", I leaned over and kissed her lips. There was a strong rose fragrance between her lips and teeth, and it was still very sweet. It was obvious that she had just stolen a large spoonful of rose sauce.The gluttonous baby Zhu ate all the remaining rose sauce, and the strong aroma made him dizzy with drunkenness.

Wan Zhen'er felt that the little fat man was so heavy that she couldn't push it.

Zhu Jianshen said out of breath: "Ah, the emperor replaces the moon with the day, and the filial piety period is coming to an end! Wait a little longer, just wait a little longer."

Wan Zhen'er blushed and said stiffly, "I'm not in a hurry."

Zhu Jianshen was a little disappointed: "I know, women are not lustful. Sigh." I heard that only bad women are lustful, and good women don't respond. If they are pestered by their husbands, they will just do things, and if they are widows, they don't care at all.What a pity, a lot of fun is missing.

Wan Zhen'er felt that she should let him have correct physiological knowledge, and said in a low voice: "I'm not in a hurry, because I can solve it by myself during the day." Emperor Daxing died, and I'm not sad, so I'll come here again when I have nothing to do.

Zhu Jianshen stared his eyes like big black grapes: "Wow! You can handle it yourself? Really? How did you do it? Are you thinking of me?"

The atmosphere in the room was so hot and ambiguous that it was almost blinding.

Wan Zhen'er felt embarrassed again, overturned him, and jumped out of bed: "Sleep quickly! Don't ask such nonsense!"

Zhu Jianshen shouted at her back: "Sister Wan, I'm thinking of you!"

Wan Zhen'er staggered, jumped up and ran away.

Zhu Jianshen happily crossed Erlang's legs and shook them, humming a ditty to sleep: "reach out and touch my sister's face, dark clouds fly for a long time, reach out and touch the front of my sister's head, the heaven is full and addictive~"

Don't doubt, he is the famous Shibamo!

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After offering sacrifices to the mausoleum, guarding the mausoleum, and guarding the mausoleum, the prince can ascend the throne.

During this period, the prince did not ask about politics, and the memorials were not delivered inward.

Zhu Jianshen stayed next to Yingzong's coffin, sucking his nose again. Zhu Jianji knocked on the ground with his blind stick in his hand, and walked over lightly with his own rhythm: "Brother? Are you here?" Strange to say, his brother was full of fresh air, The turbidity I saw last time is gone, but there is still a little lust.Well.

Zhu Jianshen hurriedly said: "I'm here, I'm here, on the left and right, and I'm helping King Tan come over. There are steps, so be careful."

Zhu Jianji cupped his hands and said, "Brother Prince."

"Brother, you are becoming more and more immortal. Is it cold? Give you a fox fur, or" Zhu Jianshen said in a low voice, "If you are sick, go home and rest."

Zhu Jianji touched his pink face, said with a clear voice and smooth breathing: "I seem to have a fever, cough, cough cough, I am indeed here to ask my brother to ask for leave."

Zhu Jianshen took his hand very brotherly: "This is amazing, you are weak, go home and lie down." Wow, your hand is so warm, so comfortable, so soft.

The historian squatted beside him and recorded the record for His Royal Highness: brother, friend, brother respect.

The two brothers looked at each other with tears in their hands, but they were speechless. Zhu Jianshen asked in a low voice, "Where did Yuan Kuocheng's Three Kingdoms come from?"

Zhu Jianji: "The national filial piety period has stopped, brother, you can continue to listen after the filial piety is over, there will be no delay anywhere."

Zhu Jianshen sighed softly: "I hate Qiufeng Wuzhangyuan. Ah, Ah Choo!"

Zhu Jianji, the king of Yi, left the palace and went back to his house.

Zhu Jianshen continued to suck his snot. He wanted to secretly smear the snot on the coffin, but unfortunately everyone was watching and couldn't do it.

Not long after, a group of small firemen came out from the inner court and picked out twenty jars of hot brown sugar ginger soup. Xia Shi said loudly: "Your Highness ordered, all courtiers drink a bowl of ginger soup. You are the pillars of the country. Watch out for the cold."

The ministers were very grateful: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Jianshen looked confused, didn't he?Did I say it?I don't even think about it myself!

Another group of people came out and built a reed shed to shelter from the wind at the corner of the square. Xia Shi said again: "His Royal Highness has an order that all officials who have been exposed to wind and cold should go to the reed shed to shelter from the wind."

Gu Ming Minister Li Xian stood up and said: "Your Highness is benevolent, but you are not in harmony with etiquette, Ah Choo"

Wang Wen is also a veteran, who is qualified to sit in the front row, and was supposed to be beheaded with Yu Qian, but Yu Qian was swept away by the gods, and he was not beheaded.Just as he opened his mouth to say something, a gust of cold wind gushed in from his toothless mouth, choking him to cough.

Zhu Jianshen figured it out, this must be what Sister Wan meant!She is so careful and good at spreading favors!He hurried over and hugged the old man with white beard and hair.He looked at the two with tears in his eyes: "My lords, this reed shed is not far from the coffin. I am still young. If you can't afford to get sick during the ceremony, who will teach me when the lonely king becomes king in the south? What's more, respecting the elderly and respecting the virtuous is the foundation of a benevolent monarch, and my father did not dare to make you adults suffer like this when he was alive."

After talking and persuading, even pulling and pulling, a sturdy little fat man who practiced martial arts since childhood pushed two old men who were over fifty years old into the reed shed.

Both of them felt that it was very face-saving~ they had to be polite.

Xia Shi ordered Xiaohuo to carry a jar of ginger soup to the reed shed, and brought a spoon and a stack of bowls.He filled a bowl of ginger soup and held it in the hands of the prince.

Zhu Jianshen didn't have the time to be polite with them, so he hurriedly handed the ginger soup in his hand to Li Xian, and the old man was moved to tears.Zhu Jianshen handed the second bowl to Wang Wen again, and said sincerely: "It has never been like this in the past few days. One is that the father and the emperor have a new funeral, so it is inconvenient. Second, yesterday Gu and Wan talked about how all the lovers endured in the cold wind. Going hungry, I can't bear it in Gu Gu's heart, Sister Wan gave Gu Gu an idea."

The two old men looked at each other, and felt that there was something wrong. Why do you raise your own reputation and mention a harem woman?

Zhu Jianshen felt much more comfortable after taking such a stroll. It was too cold to kneel and sit, and he diligently sent Peng Shi, Chen Wen, Shang Luo, Ye Sheng and a group of old men sitting in the front row into the reed shed with his own hands. And said to everyone: "Sister Wan, give me some advice."

After returning, he knelt down beside the coffin and poked the historian again: "Did you hear what Gu said? Sister Wan's idea, write it down!"

The historian thinks that I know some big gossip~