Chapter 6(1)()

Luoyang, Shangyang Palace, Sleeping Hall.

At the end of October, the first rain and snow of the year fell quietly at night. The cold and biting rain water mixed with snow beads fell on the ground, immediately mixed with the soil, becoming muddy and dirty. Then by pedestrians, there were dirty black water and mud everywhere. How unpleasant this late autumn night is.

However, there was another warm picture of spring in the bedroom of Emperor Wu. The curtains were hanging around the warm pavilion, and the three bronze cages were burning charcoal fires, transporting a steady stream of heat to the entire warm pavilion. The sleepy fragrance of rosemary floated in the palace, causing the well-trained female officials and strong men to squint their eyes and be about to doze off. In front of the dragon couch in the middle of the warm pavilion, a huge fur carpet was spread out. Zhang Changzong was wearing a gauze robe as thin as a cicada wing, and his feet were naked, walking around the carpet. Outside the warm pavilion, the melodious sound of flute came from the sound of the "Ji Music Dance" composed by Zhang Changzong himself. With the accompaniment of this dance, Zhang Changzong danced his body in obscenely, as if he had entered a fairyland.

Wu Zetian leaned on the couch, her eyes followed Zhang Changzong's body, and through the translucent gauze robe, admiring his young, well-proportioned and rhythmic body was the queen's biggest pleasure. In the mid-dream and half-awake, a female official in a fierce dress quietly came to her side and whispered in her ear. As Wu Zetian listened, her face gradually became solemn. Suddenly, she sat up straight and stretched her hand, and the female official immediately handed a secret memo to her. After Wu Zetian focused on browsing the content of the secret memo, she looked up and pondered for a moment, and handed the secret memo to the female official. With a wave of her hand, the female official retreated silently.

Turning back, Zhang Changzong was still intoxicated by himself. Wu Zetian looked at it for a moment and sighed in an infinitely melancholy tone: "What a beautiful body, what a good life. How great it would be if a person could never grow old." Zhang Changzong stopped swinging his body, leaned against her feet, and said in a daze: "Master, in Liulang's eyes, you will never grow old." Wu Zetian stroked his hair and said: "Children also know that coaxing people. Coaxing people is different from coaxing people. Liulang feels very comfortable in coaxing people." "Well." Zhang Changzong leaned his head on Wu Emperor's chest and sighed softly as if he was sleeping. Wu Zetian's hand slowly stroked his back, slid down, and stopped at his waist, saying: "It's said Liulang's

The body is flawless and perfect. In fact, no one knows that there is a lotus here." Zhang Changzong smiled and said, "That's right, except for Liu Lang's birthmark, only the emperor, you know." Wu Zetian said softly, "This lotus is good, it is all flawless, but it is beautiful, but this white jade is slightly flawed, but it makes people love it even more. I want to monopolize this lotus. If anyone dares to stick to his hands, I will let him cut it into pieces and die without a place to die." Zhang Changzong shivered all over and said, "Your Majesty, you scared Liu Lang to death." Wu Zetian said, "Your Majesty, what will you do if I am gone in the future?" Zhang Changzong hurriedly sat up and said, "Your Majesty, what are you saying? Liu Lang cannot be without Your Majesty. You must always protect Liu Lang!"

Wu Zetian shook her head gently: "I think so, but no one can defeat birth, old age, sickness and death, right? If you want me to protect you for the rest of your life, why wouldn't you present the thing you said to me to me quickly?"

Zhang Changzong suddenly woke up completely. He was sweating slightly on his forehead nervously and hesitated: "Master, you have been thinking of a solution over there. Liulang has also sent a letter to urge him several times. However, it is really difficult to get this thing, so please give him some patience."

"Well... Liulang, is it your aunt who is trying to find a way?"

"Yes, it's Liulang's aunt."

"Liulang, you look so beautiful, your aunt must be a great beauty, right?" Wu Zetian asked as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, anyone who has seen my aunt says she is a beauty that she has seen in a century and is a fairy who has descended to earth." Zhang Changzong was involuntarily proud in his tone. Wu Zetian stared at him unconsciously. Zhang Changzong suddenly felt abrupt, and his heart was so scared that he beating wildly. He lowered his head deeply, and did not dare to look at Emperor Wu again.

Wu Zetian stared at him for a long time, feeling a little funny, and said softly: "Look, you are scared. Even the immortals are not good. I think your family is all fairy beauties. But she is not very young, right? How old is she?"

"Report to the Master, my aunt is in her thirties. She once married in the past, but later she lived a widow for several years and only married to Heying Villa three years ago."

"In his thirties, he should be considered a half-old woman, not a young girl." Wu Zetian said thoughtfully. She looked at Zhang Changzong and continued: "When I was enthroned as the queen, I was already in my thirties. But I still remember that the late emperor told me that in his eyes, when I was in my thirties, I was much more beautiful and more charming than when I first entered the palace." Her eyes became blurred, as if I had been trapped in a long-standing memory.

Zhang Changzong said flatteringly: "Your Majesty, in Liulang's opinion, you are more beautiful and charming now than you were in your thirties!"

Wu Zetian was stunned when she heard this, then laughed and said, "You, you haven't been born when I was in my thirties. Have you seen him again? You can't flatter you so randomly if you want to flatter me."

Zhang Changzong also smiled awkwardly. Wu Zetian looked at him lovingly, and after a long time, he said, "Liulang, you go out first, I want to do something."

"Yes." Zhang Changzong retreated.

Wu Zetian sat upright, and the female official in a breeze appeared quietly next to her, like a ghost. Wu Zetian pondered for a while and said to the female official: "You immediately draw a secret decree to Bingzhou to strengthen surveillance, and take action immediately if there is any disturbance. There is no need to ask for instructions when the incident occurs. I will grant them the right to act cheaply."

"Yes." The female official stepped down. Wu Zetian stared at the front with a frosty face and murmured to herself: "Huaiying, Huaiying, you can't let me down this time."

Outside the bedroom, Zhang Changzong paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. A strong man came forward and put on a fur robe for him, and he suddenly threw it to the ground. He stomped his feet hatefully, as if he had finally made up his mind and walked quickly outside the hall.

In the suburbs of Bingzhou, Hate Yingshan Villa.

Feng Danqing sat next to the lotus pond in the main hall of Heying Mountain Villa, looking at the huge mural behind the hall, and was thinking motionlessly. Fan Tai walked into the hall quietly, came to her side, and stood with breath. Feng Danqing turned around and saw Fan Tai's eyes, was startled and screamed: "What are you going to do?"

Fan Tai bent down and said, "Madam, it's me. There is a letter from Luoyang." He handed a letter from both hands.

Feng Danqing let out a long sigh and said, "It's sneaky, scary." She took the letter, did not open it, and ordered, "You can leave." After waiting for a while, seeing that Fan Tai did not move, she asked in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

"It's nothing. Madam, just read it if you have a letter, why hide it?" Fan Tai asked, his eyes flashing and his expression was slutty.

Feng Danqing suddenly stepped back, stared at Fan Tai with great disgust, and said, "What do you want to do?!"

Fan Tai sneered: "Madam, the young man doesn't want to do anything. The young man is just worried about his wife. I don't know how long can the wife support her by hiding the truth? Di Renjie's old fox is not so easy to cheat."

"You!" Feng Danqing's face changed drastically. He stood up and took several steps back. He barely calmed down and said with a charming smile: "I'm not afraid of Di Renjie. How capable can an old man be? As long as you help me, what else can I worry about?"

Fan Tai laughed and said, "Madam, the young man is naturally willing to serve his wife, and he will never refuse to die."

Feng Danqing walked to Fan Tai enchantedly and said, "Fan Tai, as long as you are loyal to me, I, Feng Danqing, will not treat you badly." As she said that, she relaxed her jade arms and gently put them on Fan Tai's shoulder. However, Fan Tai suddenly shuddered, and there was a painful expression on her face, and it flashed to the side.

Feng Danqing was shocked and looked at Fan Tai's white face in surprise and asked, "Fan Tai, what's wrong with you?"

Fan Tai sucked in and squeezed out from his teeth: "No, it's okay, I'm twisted when I was moving things today."

Feng Danqing rolled his eyes suspiciously, looked at Fan Tai for a while, and suddenly smiled slightly, saying, "You twisted the things? Why are you so careless? The master is dead. If something happens again, who will let me rely on?" She said as she leaned on her body.

Fan Tai jumped back in fear and said quickly: "Madam, if nothing happens, the young one will take his leave."

Feng Danqing nodded in a manner, and watched Fan Tai hurriedly walk out of the main hall, and a deep hatred appeared on her face. She lowered her head, tore open the envelope in her hand, read it quickly, and her hand holding the letter trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!