Chapter 89 Learning Arts in the Room (2)

Zhao Dongting suddenly sighed, "Your pearls are shed tears, and I wish you were not married..."

He just thought that if Le Chan had no engagement, he would have to marry her into the palace no matter what he said. But at the moment, this matter is getting trouble.

If the emperor forcibly robbed the girl of a minority, it would soon spread in a small place in Leizhou, which would have a great negative impact on the Southern Song court.

He stared blankly at the main entrance of the prefecture. There was a room across the street with lights on. There were two figures sitting opposite him, not knowing what he was doing.

Just when I was bored, I heard the shouting from below, "Emperor."

Zhao Dongting looked down and saw that it was Doctor An and asked, "Doctor An, why are you here to see me at this time?"

Doctor An said, "I have decided at the beginning of the court. The Empress Dowager ordered the empress dowager to teach you the art of the room."

Atrial surgery?

Zhao Dongting was a little confused, "I am so young, so I am learning art of room?"

Doctor An replied: "Emperor, the younger the practice of the room, the better it will be. It will take effect after a long time. In the past, emperors of all ages practiced the room technique when they were eight years old. It has been delayed for a lot of time. The Empress Dowager was very anxious. Only when the practice of the room technique can you give birth to more princes and daughters in the future..."

Zhao Dongting's mouth twitched and looked at Li Yuanxiu next to him, "Is there really such a thing?"

Li Yuanxiu nodded.

Zhao Dongting was also a little curious about ancient art of room art, so he patted his knees and stood up, "Then father-in-law, let me take me down!"

Li Yuanxiu picked up Zhao Dongting and jumped down. He hugged Zhao Dongting and still landed safely and was so carefree.

Zhao Dongting originally wanted to say that if his father-in-law was not a eunuch, his skills alone would fascinate thousands of girls, but he was afraid that he would hit Li Yuanxiu, so he held back and said nothing.

When he walked into the house, Doctor An followed him in, and Li Yuanxiu was waiting outside.

Zhao Dongting asked, "How to practice?"

Doctor An bowed and said, "I will first teach you the emperor."

Then he slowly explained to Zhao Dongting how to induced qi, how to induced qi, and which acupoint was where, which made Zhao Dongting dumbfounded.

He naturally did not expect that the ancient art of room also had the technique of guiding internal energy.

However, the technique of guiding internal energy is not complicated. Zhao Dongting has learned internal skills with Li Yuanxiu for such a long time, and has swallowed Xiao Jin's snake gallbladder. He has already mastered martial arts, but it only took less than two quarters of an hour to learn it.

Doctor An said: "The emperor practices every night and works hard every day, and will surely satisfy all the concubines in the harem in the future."

Zhao Dongting blushed when he heard this.

Later, Doctor An taught him how to practice waist strength, stuck Yangguan, etc., which made Zhao Dongting so tired that he was sweating profusely.

Especially among them, there is a trick called Tiebanqiao, where two chairs are swayed, with their heads and feet placed on the chair, but their backs are hanging in the air, which makes Zhao Dongting's waist sore. But he can't bear to practice the magical effects that Dr. An said.

As for men, they always hope that they are unparalleled in that aspect.

When Zhao Dongting mastered these postures, Doctor An smiled and said, "Prince, the longer these postures are persisted, the better the effect."

Zhao Dongting said: "Is this over?"

Doctor An said: "Your Majesty, it's easy to learn, but to achieve success in practice, it still takes a long time to exercise!"

As he said that, he bowed and said, "The emperor is so talented and can only learn so quickly. I will report to the Empress Dowager first."

Zhao Dongting was also weak all over. He waved his hand to ask him to retreat, and shouted to the eunuch outside the door: "I want to take a shower."

When he walked to the outside of the room specifically for his bathing, it was already filled with heat.

When Zhao Dongting walked in, there were eight beautiful and delicate maids waiting on both sides.

When he was on Benzhou Island, he did not have such treatment.

He was a little stunned and then realized that this was probably what Concubine Yang Shu said.

The Southern Song Dynasty court moved to Leizhou for the time being, and the royal family withered. Concubine Yang was afraid that Zhao Dongting could not wait to give birth to a prince.

This made him feel a little amused.

But looking at the maids' eager eyes with a little desire, Zhao Dongting couldn't help but feel a little moved.

They were all voluntarily. As long as they could get pregnant with the dragon son, they would no longer be maids, but nobles and concubines.

Eight maids gathered in front of Zhao Dongting at the same time, pinched the orchid and saluted, "I will give the emperor a generous dress."

In an instant, Zhao Dongting was really uncomfortable. He stared blankly at these beautiful maids peeling themselves a smooth and smooth look, like peeled lychees.

He had never enjoyed this treatment in his previous life...

Eight maids undressed him, and then knelt on the ground, "Please take a shower."

Zhao Dongting walked into the huge bathtub and lay down.

Eight maids gathered around again, and they slowly took off the gauze on their bodies, and two of them even had to sit in the bathtub to serve them.

"etc!"

After hesitation for a few years, Zhao Dongting gritted his teeth and said, "You guys put on your clothes first, I don't want to..."

Before he could finish his words, several maids actually knelt down in a hurry, "Your Majesty..."

Zhao Dongting said in surprise: "What are you doing?"

A maid cried and said, "I will serve the emperor according to the order of the Empress Dowager. Does the emperor think we are mediocre?"

These maids are all beauties and have plump figures, so they are definitely not mediocre.

Zhao Dongting immediately understood that Concubine Yang was afraid that she would give a death order. If these maids could not serve her, they would be afraid of miserable consequences.

Ancient palaces were so ruthless.

At this moment, he said, "You don't need to worry. I will go and tell my mother myself. I won't let her pursue you."

He is not the kind of demon in the sex. Although he is a little moved, he doesn't want to have sex with these women too early. Especially in his heart, Le Chan is still there.

The maids looked disappointed in their eyes, but they didn't dare to say more. They had to thank them and slowly put on their clothes.

Zhao Dongting finally breathed a sigh of relief. If they didn't wear clothes, they would be saints.

The land of gentleness is a hero's tomb...

Zhao Dongting didn't want to have sex with these maids, but in fact he was afraid that he would sink into the extravagant life of the emperor. Now the Southern Song Dynasty has only just established himself in Leizhou. Compared with the Yuan Dynasty, he is like an ant, and he is not qualified to live such a life.

Of course, I'm afraid of getting tired.

Concubine Yang Shu was the same. She actually sent so many maids, so she was not afraid of squeezing her emperor.

In the midst of eroticism, Zhao Dongting used great perseverance to restrain himself, and finally nothing bad happened. After putting on his clothes, he felt suddenly much more relaxed.

When he returned to the bedroom, he asked Li Yuanxiu to take him to the roof to see the moon for a while before he went to bed.
Chapter completed!