"Concubine, it's not good, everyone is here!"

In the infinite spring light of Hanliang Palace, the scream of a palace maid suddenly caused the cold winter to fall.m.

Sister Yuhuan and Yang Feng stopped at the same time.

Then Sister Yuhuan tried to break free from the bondage in panic and turned around, but found that Yang Feng was still inside. She immediately turned her head and looked at him in a trembling crying voice, "You little enemy, why don't you pull it out quickly!"

"What a panic!"

Yang Feng said calmly.

He had no consciousness of being about to be caught in the bed, and he still maintained his original posture. Even the baby did not have this awareness, and he was still in his original state. Then, in the panic gaze of Sister Yuhuan, he listened carefully to Li Longji's footsteps and immediately determined that the position of this fellow man was nearly a hundred meters. The road outside Hanliang Hall was not straight lines, but a winding corridor divided by rockery everywhere. The actual distance had to be more than doubled. Li Longji was walking slowly under the crowd of eunuchs and palace maids. It would be good to walk one meter in one second, which means that it would take at least two minutes for Li Longji to walk here.

I'm afraid of a bird!

He put his hand on Sister Yuhuan's lower abdomen and continued to pull off the cloth strip.

Sister Yuhuan was about to break free as soon as she got out of trouble, but she was locked by him and tightly tied it on her body. Sister Yuhuan looked at him with a begging gaze, but Yang Feng ignored it at all, but still hugged her, and continued to wink at the palace maids. The latter cleaned the scene as quickly as possible. All the torn clothes were hidden, and the mess on the ground was tidied up. At this time, Li Longji's footsteps were less than fifty meters away.

"Little enemy, stop quickly!"

Sister Yuhuan begged.

Because she was afraid that her whole body would tremble. Although she was spoiled, even if Li Longji knew that she really had to steal food, she might not die.

But it is said that it is different from catching a villain in bed!

Which man can stand being fucked by his woman in person?

"Stop? Don't my sister find it more exciting?"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

He did feel more exciting, and even his movements became much more violent. Sister Yuhuan's struggle became less and less powerful. He just hugged Sister Yuhuan and walked out while talking. The panicked palace maids and eunuchs looked at them in shock. It was obvious that this guy's courage was almost breaking through the sky, and Sister Yuhuan was even almost unconscious because of his fierce attack.

"When the saint came, he said that the imperial concubine went to Penglai Mountain to enjoy the night rain!"

Yang Feng said.

After saying that, he hugged Sister Yuhuan and jumped up, went straight to the beam of the room, and then took a few steps behind the huge plaque in the middle. Then he hugged Sister Yuhuan and lay on the beam of the room, and swung her pretty face and kissed her. Sister Yuhuan responded almost confusedly. At this moment, the chaotic footsteps below sounded, and from the gap under the plaque, you can see the palace maids and eunuchs saluting one after another. Then Li Longji's figure appeared. Sister Yuhuan, who was almost unconscious, was entangled with Yang Feng while looking down at his husband from above, and then let Yang Feng attack behind him.

Suddenly she twitched violently.

But at this moment, Yang Feng suddenly grabbed her neck. Under the stimulation of suffocation and various complex feelings, she almost forgot everything and reached an unprecedented peak.

But her voice did not make it.

Sister Yuhuan kept twitching, releasing her energy in waves.

"Where did the imperial concubine go?"

Li Longji's voice sounded below.

"Let's go back to everyone, Imperial Concubine is enjoying the night rain in Penglai Mountain."

A palace maid said.

"I'm not afraid of catching a cold this rainy day, so I'll call her back!"

Li Longji said.

Sister Yuhuan above his head straightened her body desperately, and Yang Feng was also trembling all over, hugging her waist tightly.

After Li Longji said that, he walked towards the study. Just as his back disappeared from his vision, the two people behind the plaque collapsed at the same time, and then they lay motionless on the beam of the room. A few drops of water dripped from under the plaque, dripping on the head of a palace maid, but she didn't dare to move.

I don’t know how long it took for Sister Yuhuan to turn her head weakly, look at Yang Feng who was still lying on her back with hatred, and then bit his lips, and asked him what to do next?

Yang Feng just smiled. After the palace maid and eunuch below dispersed, he hugged Sister Yuhuan and quietly leaned out. He kicked his legs like a falcon, and flew straight through the air and almost silently into the open dormitory. The confidant palace maid inside hurried forward with his clothes, quickly wiped away the remains of Sister Yuhuan and put on her clothes again. Then Yang Feng jumped out of the window with his sister Yuhuan and jumped forward in the garden, quickly ran to the corridor from the side of Taiye Pool to Hanliang Hall, and then put them down.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Sister Yuhuan suddenly hugged him, then kissed him on his mouth, and then pushed him away.

"I'll be so bold in the future..."

She wanted to speak hatefully but stopped.

"So what, isn't my sister very happy?"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Sister Yuhuan twisted him in shame and anger, then pushed him to the rockery. At this time, the palace maids and eunuchs who came to find her appeared with lanterns. She recovered her grace as quickly as possible, and with the majesty of the lord of the queen gong, walked over with the help of the personal palace maid. When she disappeared among the flowers, she turned around and glared at Yang Feng who was still looking at her. Yang Feng immediately made a kissing move. Sister Guifei responded to the same move, then turned her head and disappeared among the flowers.

Yang Feng turned around and left with satisfaction.

But he did not leave the palace.

He has a small matter to deal with.

With the protection of the night rain, he walked through the pavilions and towers like a cat, and soon arrived at the Sanqing Hall.

Because of advocating Taoism, the most common Taoist temples in the Daming Palace are Taoist temples, such as the Xuanyuan Emperor Temple, which specializes in worshipping their ancestors, the Li family recognized as their ancestors, and the largest one is the Sanqing Hall.

Yang Feng hid in the shadows, listened carefully to the various sounds coming from inside, and quickly determined the situation inside. Then he appeared silently in front of the door of the hall, pushed the door open a crack and squeezed in, looking at the Sanqing statue worshipped in the hall with a sinister smile. The next moment, he took out a small bottle from his arms, jumped directly to the shoulder of Yuanshi Tianzun in the middle, and slapped a little red paint from the small bottle and wiped it under his eyes. On the empty statue of the hall at night, two strange tears immediately appeared. A cold wind blew in and the candlelight swayed, and the entire hall immediately became ghostly.

Uh, he wants to add some more weirdness.

The emperor cares about this these days. As the saying goes, a demon will appear when the country is about to perish.

Especially such strange things that happened in the palace were usually interpreted as the top priority. He didn't know at this time that his collaborators had already made the Tang Dynasty extremely supernatural. In fact, even without his move, Li Longji had already determined the identity of the monster, and the rest was just how to solve it step by step.

After drawing blood and tears for Yuanshi Tianzun, Yang Feng jumped down to appreciate his work and immediately jumped to the statue of Lingbao Tianzun with a satisfied smile, and made the same trick to add two blood and tears to Lingbao Tianzun.

The next one is the Moral Heavenly Lord.

However, just as he was about to wipe the eyes of the Demon Heavenly Lord with a red paint, a slight sound suddenly came from the base of the statue, followed by a moan.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at it, but it happened to face his sleepy eyes.

"Shh!"

He made a silence.

"You, what are you doing?"

The owner of the eyes said blankly in a cute voice.

Yang Feng did not answer her, but still completed his last work with a warm smile on his face. Then he jumped in front of her in a confused look with this somewhat natural and stupid female Taoist priest, put the small bottle into her arms, and then held the hand with paint. When he opened it again, there was already a light red little ice rose inside.

"For you!"

He handed it to the female Taoist priest and said with a smile.

"Are you a god?"

The latter said in surprise.

Then she looked at the ice rose, which was just the size of a fingernail, stretched out her tender white hand, and carefully reached under Yang Feng's palm.

Yang Feng flipped his palm and the ice rose fell into her palm.

The female Taoist priest exclaimed with a sweet smile.

Suddenly, Yang Feng's hand was covered with her mouth. She looked at Yang Feng blankly, but the latter gently hit the back of her head with a palm.

"Ma'am, a mistake!"

Yang Feng said, catching the fallen female Taoist priest.

It is obvious that this hall is not uninhabited, but she fell asleep next to the statue of the Moral Heavenly Lord. Because her breathing was extremely light and he didn't hear it, it caused this accident. Fortunately, this female Taoist priest was a little stupid. He might have not left the palace for a long time. He didn't know the danger of the outside world, as pure as white paper. Anyone who knows it must shout first, that would be a little trouble, but she would be very troublesome now. How to deal with it now is very difficult. Of course, the simplest thing to destroy flowers and throw it away in the Wei River outside the city is, but Yang Feng is a little unable to do it...

"Why are there female Taoist priests in this Sanqing Palace, and they are also a mixed-race little beauty?"

He looked down at the female Taoist priest in his arms.

The latter looks seventeen or eighteen years old, which is considered an old age in this era. If it weren't for being a Taoist priest, she would have probably become a mother at this time. Her nose is tall, her skin is fair, and her eye sockets are a bit dark, but it is not as obvious as those Hu girls. Her appearance is stunning. Even a Taoist robe cannot cover up her natural beauty, but her beauty may not be popular, because in the Tang Dynasty Hu girls actually represent lowliness.

“It’s very informative!”

Yang Feng tried it and immediately confirmed this.

Just as he took his hand away from someone's chest, his mind suddenly moved.

"This is really troublesome!"

He said subconsciously.
Chapter completed!