Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 876: playing the piano

Chapter 876 Playing the Qin

Zhao Changhe once thought that it was really unfair to the little girl to eat Baoqin just for the sake of asking for it, or to ask someone to refill the cup after a certain evening makeup, so he kept waiting for a better one. opportunity.

As a result, after waiting for thirty years, he was still waiting for him to become a watchman stone.

Today, when we meet, I insist on having **** with someone without saying a word, which seems a bit ugly.

But that's what he thinks... and the key to this kind of thing lies in what the other person thinks.

Even back then, Baoqin herself was eagerly looking forward to a refill... You think it's unfair, but she thinks so herself. That's the deep-rooted awareness that she has been playing the role of maidservant since she was a child, even if she is now alone He became the Prime Minister and was doing official things, but his consciousness has not changed since he was a child.

No matter what Zhao Changhe thinks now, Baoqin himself will not miss this night.

Otherwise, given the current situation, one should go directly across the Yangtze River to Gusu to find Tang Buqi, instead of staying overnight in Yangzhou... This overnight arrangement has long highlighted what Chang Shi is thinking about pretending to be a public servant.

This is an extremely rare time to be alone. It’s not a refill or a drink, it’s alone; and it’s the first time since he recovered, so that’s his first time, right?

This is something I never dreamed of back then. Baoqin absolutely loves this shipping audit task. It allows him to be close to the water, and there is only a little girl beside him who cannot pose any competition at all. She is only qualified to watch the door. Baoqin even tried a few sentences to make sure it really didn't constitute competition.

Master Chang Shi specifically told the Yangzhou magistrate, and also secretly told Wan Dongliu, to guard Yangzhou tonight and not let a fly in. Everyone in Yangzhou thought it was for the holy sword Longque, but Wan Dongliu guessed that Master Baoqin was indeed after Longque, but not the one they thought.

Now that everything is ready, if there are any unsightly interruptions tonight, Baoqin will definitely wear a thunderbolt and explode with them.

Zhao Changhe entered the room with Baoqin in his arms, and saw that the room was warmly lit by candles. In the center was a bathtub that the maids had just placed. The water was covered with rose petals, and the atmosphere was full of emotion.

Zhao Changhe looked down at the little maid in his arms with a half-smile but not a smile. He held Qin and buried his head in his arms nervously, for fear that he would be laughed at by his uncle if he did something too obvious.

Zhao Changhe knew what the little maid was thinking and said deliberately: "How do you know that I want to take a hot bath after I wake up?"

Baoqin said happily: "Baoqin is the most professional maid!"

Zhao Changhe put her down and opened his hands: "Then... undress me?"

Baoqin walked behind him with a red face, stretched out her hands to untie his clothes, her little hands were shaking a little.

This is what I want, which is shameful.

The belt was lightly separated and the outer robe was scattered. The man's strong muscles were so strong that the inner garment was about to burst. Baoqin leaned back and stretched out his hand to caress it, feeling quite a little nervous.

That was the majestic body that had lingered in his dreams so many times... When he was with the lady, he had seen it secretly... The explosive attack was on the lady, and the lady who was usually as beautiful as a fairy was so charming at that time. The euphemism is unbelievable.

How many times have he fantasized about the lady under him turning into himself.

While I was in a daze, I felt that my belt flew off at some point, and my clothes fell apart, giving me a cool feeling.

His voice came to my ears: "I will undress you too."

Bao Qin instinctively hugged her chest, and then she felt like the world was spinning. She had already been picked up and put into the bucket.

Bao Qin: "?"

Zhao Changhe also got in and gently took away her hand holding her chest: "Isn't it time to help me wash it?"

Bao Qin felt that his face was hotter than the bath water, burning up to the base of his ears. He didn’t know where his usual sharp teeth had flown to, so he only instinctively moved, lowering his head to help him scrub. The frequency of rubbing is like your own heartbeat.

You have obviously been looking forward to it for so long, why are you still so nervous... I really want to strangle my useless self when I hold Qin.

When it comes to scrubbing, there is actually nothing to scrub... Their practice has long been free of dirt, and no matter how hard they scrub, nothing comes out. It's not so much scrubbing as it is flirting.

As I held the piano and rubbed it, I felt short of breath. I didn’t know what was going on in my mind... What I thought about the most was the seductive expression on the young lady’s face when she was attacked.

If Tang Wanzhuang knew that she was a role model and teacher to Bao Qin, I wonder if she would be so angry that she would fire the girl away.

Drowsily, Zhao Changhe's voice came to my ears again: "My little hands are so weak, I might as well wash them for you."

Bao Qin felt like she was being held against his back like a child. Her big hands were scrubbing and she shuddered every time they passed.

Hmm... maybe it's not holding the baby, but playing the piano.

Her body does not need to be washed, the hot spring water is smooth and her skin is like gelatin. Today's Baoqin practice has improved, and her skin is more like jade and fat than her skin back then. She is no longer an ordinary little maid.

"Remember..." His seductive whisper continued to be heard in my ears: "You are not a little maid, I am serving Mr. Chang Shi now..."

Baoqin wanted to complain a little bit in his heart... It's really strange. When a woman washes for a man, she is serving; when a man washes for a woman, why can't he just feel like he is being played with...

It’s a pity that I don’t know what kind of silence spell I got, so I can’t complain about it.

Anyway, he is willing to say so, Baoqin's heart is still very soft, so soft that he is willing to be played with in any way, and he can play with it however he wants.

"It's better to hold Qin and serve me..." She turned her head slightly, looking at the man's face with blurred starry eyes, and her mouth was slightly open, as if asking for a kiss.

Zhao Changhe lowered his head and kissed her. The little maid's sharp teeth were never able to show off at this time. No matter how hard she usually acted, she felt soft and sweet at this moment.

I could only vaguely hear her vague whisper: "Take me, Master... I have been holding the piano and waiting... for a long, long time..."

Zhao Changhe hugged her up a little, hugged Qin and closed his eyes when he felt something, and the kiss became more intense.

Unknowingly, there was one more rose petal in the bucket.

…………

Ling Ruoyu lived in another courtyard, quite far away. She couldn't hear Mi Mi here and didn't dare to eavesdrop. She could just guess what was going on over there. Even Jing Xiu looked back at the battle situation of the past two days. Can't make up my mind.

That's disgusting.

Really, I thought he was such a respectable senior and had such a long history that people look up to, and that’s it? Isn’t it just about dogs and men?

When you see the master, you must file a complaint and let her stay away from this kind of dog man. You still covet my master, and your head will be blown off.

Speaking of which, is it true that a hero is in a romantic mood? The King Zhao whom he admires the most is also very romantic in the legend. According to historical records, his wedding was held with Cui Shouzuo, but the scandal targets include the current Queen and even the Queen Mother, as well as Prime Minister Tang. It is said that he also has his own master, and Queen of Dali. Well, there are even ancient demons. Scandals span the past and present, and span the world.

But the legends are very vague, and no one dares to spread rumors about these important figures casually, as it will lead to death. Ling Ruoyu didn't want to believe that the hero who recommended Xuanyuan was so lustful, forgetting about other things, what the **** were the Queen and the Queen Mother...

Not talking about things like the Queen Mother, Ling Ruoyu felt that it was quite possible for King Zhao and his master to be together. After all, the heroes of the same Qianlong Ranking and the same period had at least a lot of overlap, right? I once quietly asked my master if he was also one of the legendary Princess Zhao, but I didn’t know what keyword was triggered. My master immediately became angry and practiced the Luoxia Sword Technique several times, and never dared to ask again.

By the way, the past events between King Zhao and Master, isn’t there a dragon bird involved? It must be clear.

The gossip girl opened her eyes excitedly and grabbed the dragon bird lying beside her.

Longque was lying on its nest out of boredom when it felt like it was being picked up and shaken: "Sparrow, Queque."

Longque suddenly felt the mood of his friends back then: It was so noisy...

She jumped in disgust and shook Ling Ruoyu away: "Are you familiar with me? Who do you call Queque?"

Ling Ruoyu was also stunned for a moment, why did he shout so subconsciously, am I familiar with the Holy Sword?

No, this scene feels a bit familiar...

Ling Ruoyu gathered his thoughts and said with a smile, "Well, I want to know about King Zhao's story."

Long Que suddenly became energetic: "I know this, what do you want to hear? Is it the story of him relying on my formation to kill the enemy general, or the past of relying on me to escape from the dead? I and the alliance share the same fate without me, Dragon Damn, he, Zhao Changhe, is just a rookie..."

"...I'm asking about King Zhao's story, not your story."

"How can his story be separated from me? He doesn't fight any battles without relying on me! Except for a few archery and a few sneak attacks on the galaxy... I tell you, don't think that the galaxy is superior. Leng, she is specially used to poke people in the eyes, and it is me, Longque, who can face the enemy head-on, with great power."

What I want to ask about is not Xinghe... But for some reason, Ling Ruoyu instinctively retorted: "The Xinghe Sword should not be like this..."

Don’t bully me, I don’t understand. According to what the master said, the Galaxy Sword is of a higher grade than your Dragon Bird. King Zhao only uses Galaxy as a auxiliary weapon because he is more accustomed to the overpowering style of fighting. Just because you are more suitable doesn't mean that Xinghe is not as good as you... I never thought that you, a thick-browed and big-eyed person, would say bad things about your friends behind their backs...

"How come it's not like this?" Longque put his hands on his hips: "Do you understand Xinghe? Do you understand Zhao Changhe? Why do you ask me if you understand?"

Ling Ruoyu felt guilty and could only scratch his head: "Okay..."

"Come on, tell me Xinghe will only poke people in the eye. If you don't tell me, don't expect me to tell stories."

Ling Ruoyu felt aggrieved: "Xinghe can only stab people... No, those words are too dirty, can you not say them?"

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't speak dirty words?" Long Que pointed out: "Your so-called King Zhao was full of dirty words when he was the leader of the village, and no one was as dirty as him. It was because he wanted to join Tang Dynasty later. Put on your evening makeup, start cultivating your mind and cultivate your character, make yourself graceful, and fool yourself..."

It’s true that the makeup of the late Tang Dynasty... Ling Ruoyu’s idol collapsed in half, and he asked cautiously: "It is said that King Zhao lived in a village and became a bandit, is it true?"

"How can this be false? There is also Mrs. Yazhai."

"Mrs. Yazhai? Who is it?"

"Yue Hongling..."

As if a thunderbolt struck his head, Ling Ruoyu turned to stone.

The idol has completely collapsed, and the master’s character that he admired so much in his heart has also been lost.

"Hello? Ling Ling? Ruoruo? Yu Yu? Are you listening?" Longque jumped out of the knife in surprise, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ling Ruoyu: "Hey, don't tell me that you have a crush on my master, fight with the master. The man’s brain was smashed?”

"Who, who said that?" Ling Ruoyu jumped up as if waking up from a dream: "That's just a senior hero I admire, no one has ever seen it, what a secret!"

"Then why do you care so much about his story?"

"How can the whole Han Dynasty not care about the story of King Zhao?" Ling Ruoyu looked disgusted: "I feel that his name is very friendly. I used to think that I admired heroes, but now it seems that it is because of him It’s my master…”

"His name is particularly affectionate to you?" Long Que suddenly asked.

"Yes."

Longque pointed to his nose enthusiastically: "What do you think of me? Am I particularly kind?"

Ling Ruoyu glanced at her with disgust.

Longque was furious: "What's that look in your eyes?"

"I don't think so...ah, no, of course it's a friendly look." Ling Ruoyu smiled apologetically: "It's my master's sword after all."

Longque stopped talking. The twin-ponytail Loli touched her chin with two fingers, stared at Ling Ruoyu up and down, and then said after a long while: "Say, Xinghe is a bastard."

Ling Ruoyu: "?"

"I'll go to sleep if you don't say anything."

"Xinghe is..." Ling Ruoyu held it in for a long time, but couldn't hold it back no matter what: "Master said that swordsmen should not chew people's tongue behind their backs, so forgive Ruoyu for not obeying his orders."

"Why didn't your master say he was a swordsman when he was chewing Xia Chichi's tongue behind his back?"

Ling Ruoyu grabbed his hair in distress, and his worldview began to collapse.

"Wait a minute, you said that my master is Mrs. Yazhai, she is. Even if she is, she may not be the same a long time ago. My master is as clean as a lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, as proud as a solitary red in the setting sun, with a clear heart and a clank of iron bones. , how could it be what you said..."

"Okay, okay, you can dream on your own." Longque glanced at the girl with messy hair again, got back into the knife and stopped talking.

How strange... There is obviously no similar aura, and even the temperament is different, except for being a little unintelligent.

But apart from Longque, are there any girls who don’t stay still? That's the commonality. Sure enough, only the dragon bird is the smartest.

…………

The sky is slightly bright.

Zhao Changhe carefully moved away the Baoqin that was wrapped around him like an octopus, and stood up to get dressed.

Last night was actually quite tragic. Baoqin is just an ordinary maid, not a martial arts genius. Her talent can only be considered below average. She is relatively slow in practice and has not yet reached the imperial realm. This delicate and timid body could not withstand Zhao Changhe's current attack. In the end, she relied on her natural skill of talking and talking to force Zhao Changhe to release her, and then she fell asleep directly from exhaustion.

So the most suitable thing for her is actually to go with evening makeup... Evening makeup is also timid and needs help, so it's just right...

Now the little maid has fallen asleep and hasn’t woken up yet... The energy brought by the dual cultivation in the body is running automatically. I don’t know if it can help her break through the imperial realm overnight. After all, the imperial realm needs to realize the right path for herself, and I don’t know if she What kind of control can be realized...

The reason I got up early was because I noticed someone approaching in the distance, it was Wan Dongliu.

Lao Wan is an old friend. We meet again after a long separation. I know you well enough to not disturb your beautiful night. But if you still avoid seeing me the next morning, that would be too serious about **** rather than friendship. We must have breakfast and chat together. Also learn about various types of information.

Sure enough, just after packing up his clothes, he walked into the courtyard and saw Wan Dongliu standing outside the courtyard with drinks and cakes. Zhao Changhe opened the door with a smile and pulled him into the hospital to sit down: "You're fine... How can you still have a gray beard when you've already broken the imperial guard?"

"Because it was almost white when I broke the barrier." Wan Dongliu touched his beard and sighed: "Not everyone can practice as fast as you. Even you, don't you need to practice again to eliminate hidden dangers. ”

"I am Yu San too fast. If it is just Yu Realm, it is not to the point where it needs to be broken up and rebuilt. Otherwise, what will Hong Ling and the others do?" Zhao Changhe added a glass of wine to him and said with a smile, "Big Why are you looking for me so early in the morning?"

"Why are you interrupting your night of **** with your maid?"

"Don't say that... Baoqin has a long history now."

"You are the only one who has the idea of ​​equality. If others don't accept this, she won't accept it either." Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "Sometimes, don't be too persistent. It's been so long and you still haven't come around?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "It's difficult to carry something in your bones since childhood."

"Is it also because of this energy that the sword points at the way of heaven? Because of that unruly attitude, nothing can stand on our heads and arrange our lives."

"You know everything?"

"After all, I am one of the top core members of the Four Symbols Sect. We still have to know about the Night Emperor, whether it is the ancient one or you." Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "The galaxy appears in the East China Sea, and the news is mine This is a trap spread by the Cao Gang. It just so happens that there are many heroes gathered during Bu Qi's birthday banquet, and there will be something... The two venerables have been planning it for a long time, and it will be better if you come."

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "So, the biggest evil behind the scenes is the Four Symbols Cult..."

"Ha..."

"But what you're saying is that you don't actually know where the real galaxy is?"

"Actually, the galaxy that will emerge from the East China Sea is indeed a galaxy, but it is just the body of the sword. Venerable Xuanwu inspected it and said that the sword spirit is no longer there. One of the great significances of our triggering this situation is to attract the stars of the galaxy. Spirit."

"One of the meanings..."

"Well, of course killing two birds with one stone, I have some other ideas. If you can't attract the sword spirit, then you can attract the evil spirits of this world and see what they want to do with taking away the galaxy. Anyway, it's just an empty shell and can't have any consequences. , we oriole are watching from behind... Well, in fact, Baoqin Changshi knows a lot, and the bag in her hand is a bit important, but it seems that you are only focusing on getting along, and have almost forgotten the real thing?"

"Squeak..." The door at the back opened, and Qin walked out leisurely, combing her hair into a bun as a married woman.

Look at the way that hair is combed into a bun. I wish the whole world would know about it. It is the same as His Majesty’s behavior of touching his belly when there is nothing wrong.

Wan Dongliu twitched his cheeks and said nothing. Holding the piano, he stepped forward and gave Zhao Changhe a glass of wine, muttering in his mouth: "I didn't ask... Anyway, there is always time to say it. I was going to say it in the morning, you know so much, then you say it... …”

(End of this chapter)