"He Fang! Stand up!" The English teacher stared at He Fang with cold eyes.
In the last row by the window, He Fangzheng was sleeping on the table, snoring loudly!
Some people had expressionless faces and pretended not to hear, while others looked depressed and covered their ears with their hands.
If it weren't for the deafening snoring, the English teacher wouldn't bother to pay attention to He Fang, but He Fang's snoring affects other students in class, and she must stop it!
However, when her shout reached He Fang, the decibel level was not as high as that of snoring. He Fang was still immersed in his dream, hooking up with the class beauty...
"It's true that mud can't hold up the wall!" The English teacher stamped his feet, picked up a piece of chalk, and threw it somewhere.
Gudong!
He Fang felt that his head was hit by something hard. He scratched his head first, and then got up in a daze, with sleepy eyes.
When he saw the English teacher's eyes that were as wide as bells, he suddenly sobered up.
"Get out!" The English teacher stared at He Fang with a cold tone, as if he could freeze the classroom door pointed with his left hand into ice!
He Fang dragged his tired body up and walked toward the door. He was used to this kind of thing, and there was no ripple on his face.
When he walked to the English teacher, his eyes suddenly lit up because he smelled the strong perfume emanating from the English teacher.
"Teacher, you smell so good." He Fang said lightly.
"Stop talking in your sleep, go to the corridor and come back when you wake up." The English teacher's cheeks were slightly red, and her voice was not as cold as before. After all, she was a single woman with vanity. When she heard the man praise her,
I still feel quite comfortable.
And He Fang is very handsome. If her academic performance is good, she may have other ideas...
He Fang took one last whiff of the fragrance of the English teacher, then casually walked out of the classroom door and stood in the corridor.
He stayed up too late watching a movie last night, and now he was too sleepy, so he fell asleep standing up after a while.
When he woke up again, everything had changed.
Vermilion wooden floor, vermilion walls, vermilion pillars, all in one color!
"Where is this? Am I dreaming?" He Fang muttered in a low voice, so low that only he could hear it.
Looking around, the vermilion corridor connected to the green garden on the left and the Changchun Palace on the right. He was the only one in the middle of the corridor.
He pinched his thigh and it hurt! This was not a dream!
Wow!
Wow!
The sound of surging water came from the Changchun Palace. If you listened carefully, you could vaguely hear several women talking.
He quietly walked over and put his ear against the vermilion palace door to listen carefully.
"Your Highness, how is the temperature of the water?"
"Just right, this warm feeling is like..."
Wave after wave of fragrance came out from the crack in the door, surging on his face. The fragrance was also mixed with the breath of a woman, which made him feel hot inside.
He carefully pushed the door open a crack, and his greedy eyes instantly squeezed in, searching for everything in the palace.
Soon, the undressed back of the imperial concubine appeared in his sight.
The imperial concubine is truly worthy of being an imperial concubine. Her skin is as fair as jade, without any blemishes or any fat on her body.
There was a layer of petals on top of the pool. These damn petals blocked his view and he couldn't see the imperial concubine's legs.
"Wait a minute!" she suddenly shouted.
"Your Majesty, please give me your orders!" When the soldier heard the concubine's call, he just answered and did not look back, because he knew it was not convenient to turn back now.
"Don't this little thief want to be a eunuch? Then send him to the cleaning room." When the imperial concubine spoke, her eyes would glance at him from time to time, her cheeks slightly red.
"You little thief! Why don't you thank the imperial concubine quickly?" The soldier gave He Fang a hard push.
"Is it okay not to be a eunuch? In fact, I can also be a prime minister or something." He Fang forced a smile.
"It's already good that the imperial concubine will not kill you. Do you still want to be the prime minister? If you talk nonsense again, you will be killed! If the imperial concubine is unhappy today, you will be stabbed at least 10,086 times by Lingchi..."
The soldier didn't want to talk nonsense with He Fang anymore, so he stretched out his right hand, which had been single for twenty-seven years, and opened He Fang's mouth. Another soldier put his belt in He Fang's mouth and led He Fang forward.
The three of them came to the door of the ablution room which exuded a strong sour smell. The soldier simply gave instructions to the knife maker, then left and continued patrolling.
boom!
The moment the door was closed, He Fang's heart was completely cold!
Compared with the outside, the temperature in the cleaning room is too low.
The cold floor, the cold iron bed, the gleaming crescent knife, and the knifemaker who smiled evilly at him...
He couldn't help but swallow. He was castrated as soon as he came into this world. There was no system yet. What a nightmare!
At this time, the knife maker walked towards him quickly and said in a meaningful tone, "The imperial concubine is stunningly beautiful. It's a pity that I didn't take a closer look. If you are willing to tell me what you just saw, I will..."