The night was endless, the horses' hooves were wrapped in cotton, and the sound of the horses' hooves could hardly be heard. The carriage drove through the darkness and stopped in the courtyard of a residential house.

A tall man with a cloak covering his face jumped out of the carriage.

Lajin Xizhu Tenzin Rinpoche has been in a bad mood recently.

The repeated deterioration of his body has made it impossible for him to continue to enjoy the various pleasures that life has given him. Now Prince Tun Fujin is his only salvation.

"Where are the people?"

"She's already here, waiting for you to come and dote on her."

"Lead the way!" said Larkin Xizhu Tenzin Rinpoche.

He followed the lama messenger into a room, and when he turned the head of the bed, the bed board flipped over, revealing a hole.

The two men walked in along the entrance of the cave. The steps below were dark and narrow. Walking through the tunnel, the light was very dark, but Lhajin Sizdrup Tenzin Rinpoche was obviously very adaptable to this kind of life.

From the youngest son of an ordinary shepherd family to the distinguished living Buddha, Lajin Xizhu Tenzin Rinpoche's life seemed to be always bathed in sunshine and rain, but in fact, he spent half of his life in this dark cave.

Pass.

There is an Arhat bed made of pear wood in the room. The curtains are low and there is a little person lying on the quilt and sleeping soundly.

Lhajin Xizhu Tenzin Rinpoche stepped forward slightly, picked a curtain and took a look. The woman's black hair was full of pillows, revealing one side of her jade-white face, and her pink lips showed a unique charm under the light.

"Is this Prince Tun Fujin?"

"yes."

"You guys go down."

"Yes." Several tall lamas pushed the door open and went out, guarding the door.

Larkin Sizdrup Tenzin Rinpoche pushed back his cloak, revealing his face.

He used to be a very attractive middle-aged man, but at this time, his handsome face was covered with dense pimples and pustules, and his original appearance was no longer visible.

At this time, the fairy-like person placed in front of him was not as attractive as a bottle of healing medicine.

If it weren't for Dafujin, the king of Karapu County in Wuerjin, who recommended some distinguished people to treat their illnesses, he really wouldn't have set his sights on Little Round Face and Little Flower Princess.

But now...

Even if the Queen of the Qing Dynasty was sleeping in this bed, he would still dare to sleep there.

Once something reaches your life, it is worthless.

What's more, such a shameful death was completely unacceptable to him.

He took off his clothes, revealing his ugly body, got on the bed, and lifted the quilt. Under the quilt, the woman's body smelled of sweet peach, lingering and lingering.

He didn't do anything to the woman's top, he just lifted her nightgown and took off her pants with one hand.

The speed was so fast that one could tell at a glance that this guy was a skilled worker in taking off his pants. Unprepared, the beauty's pants were pulled down...revealing a black, big and proud bird.

Lajin Xizhu Tenzin Rinpoche's eyes almost dropped.

When you got into bed and took off your pants, you discovered that your girlfriend’s cock is bigger than yours. How is it so swollen? Please hurry!

But before he had time to think about it, a strong wind came from behind, causing a sharp pain in his neck, and he fainted.

Lajin Xizhu Tenzin Rinpoche stepped forward, and the guard who was pretending to be a beauty was startled and cursed in a low voice: "Can you please calm down, you are trying to infect me, and I will not survive."
Chapter completed!