The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 883: The Collapse of the Alliance

Hung upside down outside the window was a woman-in-law who was exploring a waterside pavilion at night. She was so angry that she was itching her teeth.

 There is indeed a dog!

The window paper was quietly punctured, a pipe was inserted, and a puff of smoke was blown in. The heroine waved her hand quietly, and a swarm of mosquitoes came in from the tube, noisy.

The red shadow flashed, and the heroine ran away and disappeared.

Ling Ruoyu, who followed quietly from a distance to steal his master, was astonished. Is this my master?

  It’s a pity that this is just a small vent of anger by the heroine, and it is of no use to the bad men and women inside.

The smoke was definitely ineffective. Even the mosquitoes raised by the spirit tribe couldn't get close to them. Zhao Changhe was all dead with one spiritual impact. All it can do is buzz for a moment and announce: your adultery has been discovered.

 It will be fine if the diaphragm responds for a while. Presumably, it will be difficult for them to continue the passionate relationship after that, which has the effect of interrupting.

Yue Hongling thought so. It's a pity that the dog man and woman didn't care at all when the matter was done halfway. After killing the mosquito, they continued like normal people.

 In fact, for Zhao Changhe, tonight's double cultivation had other meanings, and it was not just about making out with Jiu Kuang's evening makeup.

 In the evening, I deeply felt the changes of the years. At that time, I was very touched by the practice. However, things were complicated and I did not have a good meditation to understand the atmosphere and time for practice. Now that everything is stable, the evening makeup that touches the heartstrings for a moment is accompanying the two practitioners, and the insights of practicing the practice in tenderness and sweetness are coming one after another.

 In the past, I could feel the changes in time and space through the Book of Heaven, or travel through the long river of time, but that was different.

 I have never had such an intuitive feeling as this time. When I wake up, my friend who was so majestic and handsome back then has a white head, and his descendants are around his knees. Looking back, I see that my evening makeup is still the same, standing quietly in the south of the Yangtze River. Even ten pages of heavenly books cannot exchange for that moment of touch, because it can only be experienced after years of experience.

Just like the life experience experienced by the elderly, it is far from what teenagers can empathize with by reading a book. If you have not experienced it, you have not experienced it.

Perhaps the real value of these thirty years of slumber is not a return to one's original nature, like the magical power of wedding, but the accumulation of time.

Tang Wanzhuang gasped slightly and half-opened her blurred eyes. She felt that the energy flowing back and forth in the double cultivation was stronger than before, and Changhe seemed to be growing in strength again. Even the energy of himself and Baoqin is rising.

An even more mysterious experience is that the ground above the bed is clearly being plowed, and the movements are very loud, while a layer of white smoke surrounds the surroundings, but it is absolutely still. A group of mosquitoes circled the outer periphery, also frozen in mid-air. The environment was strange and unspeakable.

 Time and space stand still?

 Half is passing, half is still.

Tang Wanzhuang's body suddenly shook and was about to reach the peak.

Zhao Changhe's movements suddenly stopped, and a voice came out at this time: "Can you leave me alone?"

Tang Wanzhuang was furious: "Are you talking about this now?"

Aren’t you practicing cultivation? This multitasking without hindrance is the meaning of your third level of control?

Zhao Changhe was reluctant: "Should we let it dry?"

 “No, not anymore…”

 “Then what should you say?”

Tang Wanzhuang bit her lower lip and murmured in a low voice: "Changhe...I miss you so much..."

 “Boom!” The attack speed skyrocketed, and the final attack came. Tang Wanzhuang's sea of ​​consciousness felt as if it had been struck by lightning. He could no longer organize his thoughts and had no words.

 Zhao Changhe hugged Baoqin beside him and planned to continue.

Hold the piano and groaned: "Master...I didn't get enough rest..."

Zhao Changhe tapped her lips: "Then activate your talent?"

Hunting Qin glanced at him with a look of sadness and resentment, and shrank down.

Tang Wanzhuang regained his clarity slightly and spat lightly. Where did the little fox Meizi learn from this...

 Oh, we used to study pictures together, so that’s okay.

Looking at the man holding the piano to serve him, Tang Wanzhuang hesitated for a moment, then managed to get closer and kissed him on the chest.

Zhao Changhe lowered his head and stared at the blushing face of the Prime Minister, the dignified and elegant Prime Minister who was admired by thousands of people.

Tang Wan’s makeup voice was as quiet as a mosquito: “Don’t look at it… I don’t know how to face them tomorrow…”

“As long as we are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.”

Tang Wanzhuang also feels that if she is not embarrassed to hold the piano, she will not be embarrassed either.

 She waited for a moment, then took the initiative to slowly slide down and get together with Baoqin.

 He is too strong, and neither of them feels that he is enough.

 …

Early the next morning, the whole family gathered in the backyard to have breakfast. Everyone's eyes were looking at Tang Wanzhuang and his servant.

Ling Ruoyu kept secretly looking at the expressions of the mosquito feeding trio, focusing on whether they had bags on their faces. Finally, I found that the expression was not strange and there was no bag on the face.

It's a pity that the imagined scene of three people being stunned and lying there feeding mosquitoes didn't happen. Ling Ruoyu thought that he could try this routine when he travels in the future.

Except for Master and Disciple Yue Hongling, no one else was so full that they opened their consciousness to see if others had eaten secretly. Now everyone can only confirm that Zhao Changhe slept in the Baoqin room yesterday.

Tang Wanzhuang did not openly state that she had been cheated by a dog, but her pretty face was moisturized to the point of being radiant and rosy, her whole body was like a blooming begonia, the spring breeze was charming, and her extremely beautiful appearance seemed to have already Proved something. But she didn't admit it, and others couldn't press her with such words, so they all looked at her again and again with suspicion.

All that can be seen is the shameless Bao Qin, standing next to Zhao Changhe and picking up food for him: "Eat this..."

 “Click”, Huangfuqing broke his chopsticks.

Baoqin is now acting under the orders of his uncle to publicly show his affection to these old women. Anyway, the emperor has never been afraid of Huangfu Qing since he was a rookie, and he is not at all false now. No matter how loud the movement of Huangfu Qing's chopsticks is, she acts as if she doesn't see him, and is still full of charm: "Do you want to hold Qin and feed her with your mouth?"

As he spoke, he actually took a piece of cake and put his little mouth to Zhao Changhe's mouth.

Zhao Changhe bit the other end, and the dog and the man shared the food tenderly.

 The sound of "clicking" sounded one after another, and the Tang family lost several pairs of chopsticks.

Huangfu couldn't bear it anymore: "It's broad daylight in public, and you are also a dignified Prime Minister, so you still want to show off your face?"

Baoqin gave Huangfu Qing a strange look: "The lower official is the chief historian of the prime minister's office and an official of the imperial court. He is only subject to the control of the prime minister and is not subject to the control of the harem."

 Huangfu Qing Qiqiao said: "I can't control the officials of the Han Dynasty, can I?"

Holding Qin in her arms, she said leisurely: "The Queen Mother just needs to take care of the mothers in her palace."

Sanniang: "?"

Who does grandma refer to?

Sanniang slapped the table and uncovered the bottom: "We agreed to leave it to him, but you're so hungry?"

"I'm just hungry. After all, I've never eaten before." Bao Qin said matter-of-factly.

Ye Jiuyou slapped the table: "If you want to get angry, hide it and send it out. Don't show your eyes in front of us!"

Bao Qin said: "This is my Tang family's place. I can do it wherever I like. Can the guests care about it?"

Piaomiao slapped the table: "In the whole world, there is nothing like the royal land, or the Tang family's place."

Bao Qin said: "Our master is the king."

Yue Hongling slapped the table: "You really think no one can cure you, right?"

Bao Qin glanced at her: "You are not an old woman with a baby."

Ling Ruoyu: “…”

Zhao Changhe, who was acting so excitingly, could hardly continue to act. The scene of Emperor Baoqin holding the emperor's city in his hands to fight against the common people was too powerful. This was a group of royal guards, and Zhao Changhe himself couldn't do it. He felt that the wrath of these demon gods could It directly destroyed Gusu.

There were footsteps outside the courtyard, and Cui Yuanyang came with his sword in hand. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not when he arrived at the table, so he pushed Baoqin aside and reached for the pastries on the table: "I have been busy arresting thieves and arresting thieves and handling the funeral affairs." All night long, we were enjoying ourselves, eating and drinking. After finishing speaking, he looked at Tang Wanzhuang and said, "Prime Minister, I don't have enough people. I need you to lend me some help."

Tang Wanzhuang had no choice but to say: "Yes, Chief Cui can just mention it."

Cui Yuanyang took hold of Baoqin's arm and said, "Sir Chang Shi has been with the Prime Minister for a long time. He has rich experience and is familiar with the work of the Demon Suppression Department. She is the only one."

"Hey, eh...wait, wait..." Baoqin was carried away without saying a word, his legs were dragged off the ground, and he was still holding the cake in his hand.

 A group of women all turned around to see Huo Qin being taken away, and they all showed happy smiles. Without Baoqin, let's see what excuse you still use to crawl into Tang Wanzhuang's bed.

Yue Hongling grabbed the apprentice beside her and threw it over: "Yangyang, take this one with you, she wants to practice. Yu'er remember, you are not allowed to use the galaxy in daily battles."

Ling Ruoyu: “…”

I still want to watch a play...Forget it, Mr. Chang Shi was dragged away, and the play is probably gone.

Zhao Changhe also had only one sentence in his mind: Baoqin was banned, and there was no chance of winning this round...

“Um… is Yangyang so capable now…”

"Ahem." Tang Wanzhuang cleared her throat: "In recent years, the Central Committee has been in charge of the overall situation of the Demon Suppression Division, and the hard work has paid off."

 “Why doesn’t she look at me?”

"Because she is also cheating on you." Piao Miao said: "Except for the one who was dragged away, no one else is so shameless."

Tang Wanzhuang: "...Actually, Baoqin's surname is Tang."

Yue Hongling stood up and knocked on the table: "Okay, the trouble is gone. Changhe comes with me and we talk about the children's education..."

 A group of people raised their hands and then lowered them.

Everyone had some excuse to talk to him, but in the end no one could get ahead of the education issue and could only watch Zhao Changhe being dragged away by Yue Hongling.

"Why does it feel wrong?" Sanniang asked Huangfu Qing quietly: "We won't be cheated, right?"

Huangfu Qing secretly glanced at Tang Wanzhuang and said uncertainly: "Probably not... People with the surname Tang are usually very pretentious. Yue Hongling is also pretentious and proud, so she shouldn't be..."

Sanniang also convinced herself: "That's right, not everyone is holding the piano... Logically speaking, these two are the two who are least able to steal. I am more likely to steal than them..."

 Tang Wanzhuang lowered his head to eat.

In the single courtyard where Yue Hongling lived, Zhao Changhe was grabbed by his collar and pressed against the wall of the courtyard. He raised his hands in surrender and said, "What are you doing?"

Yue Hongling gritted her teeth: "What do you think I wanted to do by sending Yu'er away?"

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

This time you really tricked the child into making soy sauce, right?

“I told you not to steal food. In the late Tang Dynasty, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, who was admired for his grace and demeanor, was the first to steal!” Yue Hongling was furious: “The prime minister can steal, but the knight can’t steal?”

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry. Just when he was about to say something, his mouth was already kissed.

All the noise fell into silence, and her irritated mood became gentle in the passionate kiss. Yue Hongling's grip on him gradually became smaller, and her hands slowly loosened the hem of his clothes, hanging down to embrace his waist.

Zhao Changhe also hugged him back, and the two of them entered the house while hugging and kissing.

"Bang", the door was locked, covering the thunder and fire inside.

“I’ve been raising Yu’er for these years, and I’ve always been thinking about when I’ll have my own one... I want a girl as obedient and cute as Yu’er.”

 “Then we also want one ourselves…”

In the middle of the thunder and earth fire, Ye Jiuyou's voice came from the void: "Since Ruoyu has awakened to the relationship between the stars and rivers, we can trace the location of Ye Palace from her. After this is done, we will study your children's education. Not in a hurry...what are you doing!"

As Yue Hongling galloped, she looked back with blurred star eyes: "Ah? We are just talking about the child, but we are not referring to Yu'er."

Ye Jiuyou was so angry that his hair burned into Jiuyou Hellfire: "Human beings are not enough!"

Just as he was about to disappear, he suddenly found that he couldn't move, as if time had frozen strangely. Ye Jiuyou's heart moved slightly. Of course she could break away from this strange pause, but after only a moment of delay, the man's thick arms had already hugged me: "In the past thirty years, how many times have you secretly touched me and kissed me... Others Just pretend, you pretend too..."

 Ye Jiuyou: “…”

With such a hesitation, he was already held in the man's arms, and the words were whispered in his ears and brought into his heart: "You're already here, don't you want to?"

Ye Jiuyou bit her lower lip.

Of course there is nothing wrong with it, it’s just that Ye Jiuyou is not used to being with others. Ye Jiuyou thinks he is superior to others and has never thought of such a scene. There is also a reason for hiding him.

But when this scene actually happened, Ye Jiuyou felt that he had nothing to resist, and even had a faint expectation.

 Because in front of him, she would be exposed as dissolute as opposed to order.

Zhao Changhe's hand had already penetrated the purple shirt. Ye Jiuyou looked at the galloping Yue Hongling and suddenly thought, what if the other person was Ye Wuming? What would that scene look like?

Just thinking about it, Ye Jiuyou had a feeling that he wanted to go. He felt that it was more tempting than any chaos.

 The man kissed her, and his thoughts quickly disappeared.

 …

 Lunch.

Sanniang and Huangfu Qing’s eyes were rolling around Yue Hongling’s body, then they looked at Ye Jiuyou suspiciously, and finally at Tang Wanzhuang.

 Just one morning passed, Yue Hongling and Ye Jiuyou both exuded the same charming aura as the late Tang Dynasty makeup, and they were full of charm. The eyebrows and corners of the eyes seemed to be blooming, and the spring breeze was warm.

 Looking at Piaomiao's stinking face, she looked like she wanted to find someone to fight.

As a demon, he is not sensitive enough to such things, and Piaomiao's emotional fluctuations are relatively calm. But when the other party is Ye Jiuyou, Piaomiao is very sensitive, and it is difficult for any small change to escape her perception.

 It turns out that the clown is ourselves.

 After drying it out, it turned out that the man was given away.

Especially because Piaomiao was the first one to notice that he was awake. She wanted to have breakfast and was so suffocated that she was so angry that it was comparable to the stab in the back that Ye Wuming suffered. Both of you sisters backstabbed me, right?

The stomachs of the three of them were about to hurt, and they winked at each other. Huangfu Qing said calmly: "There are only a few tails left in this matter, let the Demon Suppression Department handle it. We should consider the next move. Now that Changhe has recovered, for For the Four Symbols Sect, it is also the return of the Night Emperor, and the sect needs a festival. Changhe, please come back to Beijing with us, and go see Chichi too."

Facing this serious reason, Zhao Changhe did not think too much, nodded and said: "Okay. I have nothing else to do in Gusu, so I really should go back to Beijing."

Piaomiao said: "Didn't Jiuyou say that with the stars, we can trace the location of the Night Palace?"

Ye Jiuyou coughed dryly: "Yes. But this requires some preparation..."

Piaomiao said: "Then go and make preparations. What do you have to do? What does the capital matter have to do with you?"

Ye Jiuyou: "...Okay, you guys go to the capital now. I'll pack some things you need and I'll come back later."

Zhao Changhe felt that the atmosphere was strange and coughed dryly: "Where is the way of heaven that Sisi said?"

Tang Wanzhuang and Yue Hongling, who had eaten and drank enough, were in an open-minded mood. They both said, "This is just a meeting between us and Baoqin. Let's just go there. We haven't seen Sisi for a long time, and we miss her a little."

“Okay, I’ll go to the capital, and then I’ll go to the Miao border to find you. Please pay attention to your safety.”

"In today's world, except for things outside the sky, there is no place where we need to pay attention to safety..." Ye Jiuyou grinded his teeth: "But you should pay attention to safety and don't be eaten alive with skin and bones."

The voice was faint, and the person was no longer seen, seeming to be fleeing in panic amid the misty gaze.

In the late Tang Dynasty, Zhuanyue Hongling stood up leisurely and said, "Then I will also go to the southwest, and you can play slowly along the way."

The backyard, which was full of people and horses, quickly became scattered, leaving only three people, Piao Miao, Sanniang and Huang Fuqing, glaring at Zhao Changhe fiercely.

 Zhao Changhe took half a step back, feeling as if he was about to be eaten.

 The fragile alliance fell apart in one day because Baoqin came.

 (End of this chapter)