Meng Wuhen

The princess was looking for something wrong, because it involved royal privacy, of course no one would quibably investigate. In short, what everyone knows is that Duke Wei was urgently in power in order to save people, and the two of them did things that could only be done between husband and wife. For royal decency, she could not practice and could not leave the family, so she had to marry Yang Ling as her wife.

At that time, the intimacy between husband and wife was very open. The mat was placed in the back garden to enjoy themselves, and the swings under the grape trellis were not the patent of Ximen Qing's playboys. It was common for wealthy families to sit on the side of the maids to serve, but this was limited to the family. The irrelevant defense between men and women was extremely serious. That is, if you have a identities, it is a great gift for human relations, and it is a fairy and authenticity. There is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don't comply with the rules, you will be insurmountable.

Of course, more importantly, the Tianshi said that they were originally married and married, so they had said this long ago, and Jiang Bin, the new deputy general of Nanzhili, testified. That was a foregone conclusion, and there was no falsehood. Longhu Mountain was therefore even more famous.

Emperor Zhengde pretended to be confused because he understood. Yang Ling, Xianger, Yongfu, and Yongchun thought he was hiding him in the dark, but he didn't know that Zhengde kept everyone in the dark. Both sides were complacent and complacent, and that mood was really subtle.

Yang Ling became two prince consorts in a row, almost all the sisters of Emperor Zhengde. Although it was all due to the cause, it also showed that his position in the emperor's heart, and his status was extremely respectful.

Jiang Bin got the eloquence, the name of the Heavenly Master, Yongfu, Yongchun, and Xianger got the wish. Yang Ling got two noble beauties, Emperor Zhengde had a thought, and his two sisters pressed against Yang Ling and a sister. Even if one was offset, the elder brother-in-law would be determined.

Zhengde only felt that he had taken great advantage of others, and he was very proud when he thought about it. It seemed that everyone was going to take their own needs and everyone was happy. However, the only bad thing was that Princess Yongfu was sick.

Princess Yongfu has a delicate identity. When did she get soaked in cold water? Although she was riding a horse, shooting archery, and throwing a pot in the palace. She did not exercise a lot and was not weak in her body, but the resistance of things she had never touched was always weaker. Zhengde took the opportunity to carry out the first revenge with confidence, and asked Yang Ling to take care of Yongfu's food, drinks, and seek medical treatment. She would not bother him. This tone was always difficult to get out of the ground.

Gu Dayong accompanied Emperor Zhengde and the special envoy of the State of Folangji to inspect various weaving workshops, dyeing workshops, bookstores and tea gardens. Yang Ling accompanied the three princesses in Canglang Pavilion and took care of Yongfu's food and drink.

Yang Ling would also like her beauty. She was obviously a little cold, but she invited the most famous miracle doctor in Suzhou. She looked very cautious. She got up early every day and folded flowers with a jade bottle and put them on the head of Yongfu's bed. When feeding the medicine, she even adjusted the honey and coaxed and persuaded her. She sat beside her for no reason and told her perfect love story that she had been rendered and processed in later generations.

Even though these methods are ordinary, Yongfu has never experienced them? Even Yongchun and Xiang'er blushed and his heart beat, not to mention the feelings in the heart of the girl Yongfu. Yongfu is so happy that he can enjoy the sweet taste of love. Xiang'er knows the twists and turns that Yongfu has endured. Although he is a little sour when he sees them intimate, he doesn't often disturb him.

Of course, she couldn't help but disturb her. Yongchun always took her around to create opportunities for her sister, and Xiang'er couldn't always come to see him. After this incident, Zhang Tianshi finally re-established his position in the emperor's heart. Now Zhengde is obsessed with the study of Taoism again, and he must be brought by his side when inspecting everywhere.

Fu Bao had nowhere to go, so he hanged with the two little princesses. The three of them were about the same age and there was no taboo at the girls' house. Fu Bao couldn't help but listen to them talking about the beautiful situations when Yang Ling "rescued" Yongfu that day and was with Yongfu these days. Unexpectedly, he remembered Yang Ling's rude night in Tianshi Mansion, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

She has been with her brother since she was a child and traveled around the world. In fact, her human nature and experience are far superior to the two little princesses who were raised in the boudoir. As for the matters between men and women, although she has never been in contact with her, she is also a clear and sensible girl in terms of sexual knowledge, but she is definitely not ignorant.

Who is she? A descendant of Zhang Tianshi!

An important part of Zhang Daoling's missionary was to teach Taoism that the art of learning from the dual cultivation of the earthly houses to teach people to prolong their lives and cure diseases and strengthen their bodies. In the Song Dynasty, several emperors believed in religion one after another. Longhu Mountain was famous for a while. However, at the same time, the concept of Neo-Confucianism began to strengthen, and as the first storm, the Dragon and Tiger Sect naturally had to restrain itself. Maybe it was because they were afraid of being slandered by "too close to each other" and these things were rarely praised.

However, being low-key to the outside world does not mean that these Taoist books have been lost. Zhang Fubao is a direct descendant. He understands the ten cultivations, ten heats, eight views, five desires, and five sounds of the two practices. The "nine methods" in the "Su Nu Sutra" and the "thirty methods" in the "Dong Xuanzi" and the "seven losses and eight benefits" in the "Take of the World" in the "Take of the World".

"Men want women, women want men, and they are in love and are all pleasing to each other." Zhang Fubao is a beautiful girl in the theoretical school. She is afraid that many women with descendants are not as good as she knows. Xiang'er and Yongchun talk about something without any hesitation, and they are confused and seemingly funny, which makes her secretly funny when she hears it, but she also thinks, and that heart has long been unknowingly moved by the spring breeze......

A pair of exquisite, exquisite and luxurious table lamps are placed on the red sandalwood coffee table near the bedside. In front of the two lamps is a bottle of peach blossoms. The lights reflect peach blossoms, and the branches are blurred on the pink surface that is even more beautiful than peach blossoms under Princess Yongfu's beautiful hair.

Under the bright light, a dressing table behind the screen can be vaguely seen, with various precious hand ornaments, hairpins, bracelets, and bracelets, crystal clear and dazzling. A bronze mirror that can be seen reflects the jewels and treasures, and it is even more dazzling.

However, Zhu Xiuning, who took off the jewelry and only used a head of beautiful hair, looked more gentle and charming, less noble and graceful, but more charming in her daughter's home.

She lay on a carved short foot embroidery couch with her backrest and her pillows were all covered. There is a small gold-painted table with red sandalwood at the end of the bed, and a table lamp and a jade bottle of plum blossoms picked by Yang Ling himself were placed on the head of the bed. There are tea bowls, gargling bowls, silk scarves and other things on the end of the bed.

In the early spring of February, the weather was a little cool, and Yongfu suffered from coldness, so a copper stove less than three feet high was set up in the room. It was burned with hardwoods and burned red charcoal from hardwood in the Wanping, Daxing and other counties belonging to Shuntian Prefecture, and fragrant cakes were added inside, which filled the room with warm fragrance.

A middle-aged man wearing a moon-white brocade gauze straight, wearing a round hat with a unified melon skin, embedded with a piece of green and moist jadeite, and a pair of soap boots on it, a white-faced middle-aged man was concentrating on his bed, taking his veins for His Royal Highness the Princess in front of the bed. Yang Ling stood by quietly with his hands behind his back, occasionally encountering a pair of soft waves that are as full of water. They are affectionate and conveying each other.

Yang Ling wore a turban, a stone-green brocade robe, a leather belt, and a graceful figure. She was really extraordinary, and it was no wonder that Princess Yongfu became more and more obsessed with her the more she looked at her.

This doctor is a famous doctor in Suzhou. Wuzhong has always had many medical officials, top scholars and talented poets and paintings. This doctor Ge is a descendant of a famous doctor in Wuxian. The Ge family in Wuxian has been passed down for six or seven generations since the Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties. This Mr. Ge is the leader of the younger generation. He is afraid that the apprentice he just accepted will not bother to treat such a minor illness, but if the disease is placed on the princess, he will be treated with great seriousness.

After a long time, Doctor Ge put down his princess's white wrist and lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Congratulations to Your Highness, your highness has been cured. Please pay more attention to recuperate."

Princess Yongfu smiled and nodded, "Thank you Mr. Ge."

"I dare not, I dare not, it is a blessing for the people to diagnose the princess's illness," said Dr. Ge quickly, and bowed. Yang Ling smiled and said, "I am always a good teacher. The princess recovers so quickly. Mr. Ge, my country's Duke will send you out."

"I dare not dare not," Ge's hands shook and said in panic: "Caomin does not dare to work for the Duke of the Kingdom. Princess. Princess, Caomin said goodbye." Ge quickly carried the medicine box, bowed all the way, and walked out of the room. Then the two little eunuchs were lanterns and led him to leave slowly along the curved corridor.

"Look, everyone has agreed, but you are not at ease. You are working as a teacher so late," Yongfu looked at Yang Ling and smiled. His tone was delicate, which was quite like acting coquettishly in front of his lover. The palace maids and the little eunuch quivered and closed the door tightly.

In fact, they couldn't see two people without going out. The room was cleverly partitioned with various screens to isolate individual small spaces. It was not easy to come in from the door and go around to the front of the bed. They stood in the distance and could only hear the two people talking.

But how well-behaved, as a servant, is the first time I was driven out, so how can I not remember the next time?

Yang Ling and Yongfu have become very familiar in the past few days by taking care of their illness. Love between men and women is the fastest way to meet each other, and the two have long been in love.

Yang Ling smiled, sat beside the chair, and said, "It's better to be careful. If you don't pay attention, minor illnesses can turn into serious illnesses. Thinking about my young mother..., it was because I was careless for a moment, which almost made me regret it for life. Besides, I always feel that the emperor's eyes were a little wrong when he saw me. When he asked me to take care of you, his expression and tone were quite strange, which made me feel irritated, as if he knew something secret. If I don't do my best, it's like the emperor taking the opportunity to cure me."

Princess Yongfu said coquettishly: "Okay, you are afraid of the emperor's brother, so she took care of others like this! Humph!"

She pouted her mouth and turned her head coquettishly. Yang Ling felt aroused by the cute expression. She couldn't help but hold her tenderness and gently shave the stubble under her chin, and smiled softly: "Xiu Ning, you look so pity and love when you are angry."

Princess Yongfu laughed at him and said, "Look at you, I'll fill it in with a nice sound." The voice was sweet, obviously Yang Ling's flattery made her very enjoyable.

"Haha, when Xiuning smiled, it was like spring flowers blooming, which was even more amazing."

Yongfu felt embarrassed to be praised, pursed his lips, and slowly lowered his head with a shy smile on his face.

Yang Ling exclaimed again: "The most tenderness of bowing his head is like a lotus of water. It is so shy that the cool breeze is!"

Yongfu had never heard of these praises. He felt his heart tremble. He was holding it in his palm and sweating seemed to be sweating. She ticked her fingers in a slight manner, scratched his palm, and said in a nickname: "Okay, no one dared to laugh when you said it."

"When you don't smile, you will have a unique charm. Every movement has a moving style, and every quiet tastes. Beauties smile at each shining, all of them are charming."

Yongfu gave him a blank look and said stickyly: "Did you eat honey in your mouth? You speak so sweetly? Your wife was coaxed home by you like this?"

Yang Ling smiled and said softly: "Xiu Ning's mouth is so sweet that she eats honey, her voice is so sweet."

Yongfu's heart was filled with tears when he was called by his beloved, which was a feeling that he had never called her beloved. This word sounded like a feeling of being doting in his heart by his beloved man, and he was indescribable in his heart.

Yang Ling leaned over and took a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest green stew porridge from the short table. He stirred it with a silver spoon and said softly: "Come on, it's just cold and hot now. Brother has fed you. Then take a break soon."

"I'm not, I've been better, it's just you who insists that they lie down on the bed and sleep when they're fine. They're not sleepy at all! I want you to accompany me!" Yongfu immediately reluctantly put his forearm, as if he was about to leave.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it." Yang Ling couldn't stand it while secretly urging the gentle Cunyan Ni who was beyond the sight of others. He picked up the bowl, leaned over to Yongfu's lips, and said, "Okay, okay, then brother will accompany you, come and have something first."

"Well. People have made you fat." Yongfu opened his mouth obediently, while also angrily smiling.

A small bowl of green porridge was fed. Yang Ling picked up the scarf on the small table and gently wiped Yongfu's lips. Yongfu suddenly held his wrist with his back hand, and looked at Yang Ling with love in his bright eyes.

How could Yang Ling not tell that desire? Since she kissed her the day before yesterday, this girl obviously has a taste of the marrow and is still addicted to it.

Seeing Yang Ling put down the jade bowl and leaning over slowly, Yongfu immediately closed his eyes with a sweet smile on his lips. The charm of the inner chess is soaked in the music and chess, and the charm of poetry and books is once turned into love fire, such a woman shows her ground and looks so charming that it makes people feel devoured.

He spoke again with Yongfu in a whispering voice. Yang Ling patted Yongfu's shoulders itchy and said, "Xiu Ning, it's getting late. You should rest early. I'll come with you tomorrow morning, okay?"

"No, stay with me for a while." Yongfu heard this and hugged his hands tighter and said vaguely.

She tightened her hands and suddenly felt something on Yang Ling's back waist. When she fumbled her fingers slightly, it turned out to be a book. She couldn't help but ask in a soft voice: "What's tucked into her waist?"

Yang Ling thought she was talking about the front, so she was shocked and looked down. It was okay. Although the bottom was already as erect as an angry frog, she had not touched her at all while sitting beside the bed.

Seeing that he was confused and unanswered, Yongfu reached out and touched his waist, pulled out the book and said, "I'm talking about this."

"Ah! That's... for me, it's not convenient for you to read." Yang Ling was shocked when he saw that it was a picture that his brother-in-law had just exchanged with him. He hurriedly asked Yongfu for it.

Yongfu glanced at him. Seeing his anxious look, he couldn't help but become even more strange. She sat up straight and pouted and said, "If you don't give it, I want to see what is hidden so secret."

"No..." Before Yang Ling finished speaking, Yongfu had already opened the book "The Romantic Picture". He turned to the first page. Yongfu was so embarrassed that his cheeks were as red as fire. He glared at Yang Ling with a angrily and said, "You...why do you think of these things?"

Yang Ling Daqi: "Have you seen it too?"

When Yongfu recruited the prince-consort, the female officials in the palace naturally praised several books to teach her this knowledge, but she had never read this book. Yongfu bit his lip and snorted. There was only a sweetheart in front of him, and it was a quiet dark room. In addition, she was already moved by herself, so she actually plucked up the courage to continue turning on.

Yang Ling was frightened and said dryly: "Uh...this is..., this is..., I left Beijing this time and I have been away from home for a long time. I... have nothing to do when I see it, and I bought a copy..."

If it was something else, he would definitely carry Zhu Houzhao out to push the tank immediately. He is the boss, who will push the tank if he doesn't push the tank? But this matter is amazing to other girls. Yang Ling was afraid that Yongfu was unhappy, so he had to bite the bullet and evade it.

Yongfu glanced at him without a word. Yang Ling couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw that she was not displeased. Princess Yongfu blushed and spat lightly, saying, "I thought I was hiding something!" She threw the album to Yang Ling, and after flipping the album, another picture appeared.

When Yongfu saw the painting, he jumped into his eyes. He was a beautiful peach on the embroidered couch. He blushed and moved away. When he looked up, he met Yang Ling's hot eyes.

Master Zhang Tian sent someone to pick up Fu Bao back early in the morning. This girl slept with Yongchun and Xiang'er last night. After all, she was the royal family. She had to try every means to get close, but the distance she should keep must be kept. Sometimes it would be better if she was a little mysterious. Ruoji Ruoli's psychological skills are not only effective when used between men and women.

But Fu Bao sent the person back. It is said that Princess Xiang'er and Princess Yongchun got along very well with her, so they kept guests again and again. Then, the real reason was naturally only Fu Bao knew.

She did not return to the mysterious temple. And she decided that from now on, she would never step into any Taoist temple unless she was safely far away from Yangling at more than 800 miles away.

She had a dream last night, an annoying dream. She dreamed of being next to a pool of spring water, just like the scenery of that night, but in her dream, she did not resist like that day, but instead fell in love with Yang Ling. She was very loving.

She kept telling herself not to get close to him, even if she couldn't cultivate the immortal way, she would not marry this flower-hearted radish with three wives and four concubines. But somehow, in her dream, she greedily enjoyed the wonderful feelings that Yang Ling gave her. At this moment, she suddenly realized that she had been driven out of the Hongxiao tent, where the person who was bearing Yang Ling's tenderness and sweetness was clearly replaced by Princess Yongfu.

She was sad and sad, but she wanted to pounce over. However, she was stopped by Yongchun and Xiang'er. The two of them pulled her away. She was unable to break away at all, and could only watch Yang Ling and Yongfu intimate. Fu Bao was extremely angry and wronged in the dream, but she could not take a step, could not open her mouth, and could not close her eyes. She was anxious and wanted to break her heart. But suddenly she looked through the dream with a cold sweat.

Fu Bao then realized that on a huge carved bed, the two princesses who were just sleeping were rolling to her. Like an octopus, not only suppressed her hands, but also pressed her legs. Fu Bao couldn't help laughing and crying. But when he thought about the scene in his dream, he was actually willing to please Yang Ling, and he was really angry.

Think carefully, "Half a bright moon and a river, red gauze on the White Bone Mountain, spring shadows move when wars rise, Laojun is like Xu Liangren in front of him." The four verses left by my father seem to have realized three sentences, and the last sentence falls on Laojun's statue. If you go back to the Taoist temple, God knows whether that hateful guy will suddenly run to the door and inexplicably fulfill the last sentence?

"I decided to walk around the Taoist temple and not enter, and to see Laojun but not worship him. No matter how slim you are, how can you do to me?" Zhang Fubao stood on the top of the mountain, facing the spring breeze, clenched his fists angrily, as if the destiny that my father said to her was a trap set by Yang Ling.

Miss Zhang naturally wanted to escape from the trap, as if Yang Ling set up a trap that fate. The child was always a little rebellious.

Of course, she, the brave and fearless little Tianshi, had the only mission to escape from Yang Ling's trap, expose his conspiracy, and prevent his plot from succeeding! So she would rather stay by Yang Ling's side than go to Laojun's statue, so there would be no danger like this, right?

"Is there anyone smarter than me in the world to get close to escape?" Zhang Fubao thought, and the inexplicable complaint and anger in his heart disappeared and began to feel proud.

Just as a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, Princess Yongchun jumped over and said, "Fubao, look, the 'Qianli' created by Yang Ling is really amazing. I just asked the craftsmen to make a pair of them for me. This one was asked from the emperor's brother. Try it, is it fun?"

"Does Yang Ling make something? It's really annoying. The more people don't want to have anything to do with him, someone will mention him in front of me!" Zhang Fubao curled his lips and thought to himself: "I don't care about what he makes, but... it's a clairvoyance... I'll try it!"

Zhang Fubao took the telescope and leaned over his eyes. Princess Yongchun said enthusiastically: "Look, the tower over there, the bells on the tower are clearly visible. Look over there, the willow branches. I was startled when I saw it. When I saw the willow branches whirling, it immediately flashed. Hahaha, it turned out that the willow branches were brought closer to the front from afar, and I was still afraid of hitting them in the face." Princess Yongchun smiled princess.

Zhang Fubao frowned like a little adult, and said to himself: "What's the big deal about the little brat? Why didn't I realize what's so great about the thing he made?"

She moved the camera impatiently and looked at him. A figure suddenly jumped out of the camera. Her face was too close to her, as if she was about to fall to her mouth. Zhang Fubao was so scared that he let out a "Oh" and subconsciously took a few steps back.

She put down her "six-mile eyes" and saw Yang Ling holding her head and walking towards them with a hypocritical look. It was still dozens of steps away. "Oh, the more people I don't want to see, the more people I think about, I even think about living." Zhang Fubao frowned a pair of delicate eyebrows in distress, and Princess Yongchun next to her smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up: "Haha, I told you, you were still scared, you were even more courageous than me, hahahaha..."
Chapter completed!