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Chapter 138 Needle? Pestle? (Part 1)

The sound of gasping one after another is endless, and in the dense vines, it continues into the boundless spring scenery of ecstasy.【】

The two fragrant bodies exuded a rich body fragrance in front of the prince's eyes, endless temptation. The rhythmic bodies, the unconscious shouts of joy from deep in the heart, were intertwined into a moving melody, spreading and vibrating in the vast jungle like water waves.

, this is the reincarnation of heaven and the intersection of yin and yang. The prince's vision has become blurred, as if the vine bush he is in has become the center of the entire world, and everything around him, including heaven and earth, time and space, woods, fields, mountains and rivers

, rivers, breeze, mist, birds, animals, etc., all without exception differentiate between yin and yang, and slowly fluctuate with the ups and downs of their own bodies.

An indescribable joy overflowed the whole body and mind. The prince's consciousness seemed to contain everything in the world, but also seemed to have nothing, a blank. Countless thoughts and information came one after another, penetrating everything in the world, filling and overflowing, forming a black formation.

Bai, as time goes by, draws a beautiful arc in time and space, falling into an unknown world.

Graceful dance steps, flowing songs, a peerless beauty, dancing and singing to the soft music of the piano, her eyes lingering, a style that is affectionate and substantive, passing through the forest of gauze sleeves, as smooth as a ribbon

, entwining towards the prince.

The prince felt dizzy, and the tenderness deep in his heart that seemed to have been stored for thousands of years was flooding like waves. He was about to get up and go forward, but he heard a cold voice in his ear, which shocked him and made him confused.

Zhiqing said: "Mr. Zhuge, do you think this song and dance in Jian Nei is still worthy of Dharma's eyes?!"

The prince was startled, and when he looked back hurriedly, he saw a young general opposite him who was full of heroic spirit, wearing a light robe and wearing a loose robe. He was looking at him with a high-spirited attitude. There was a hint of evil in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth were turned up. He was provocative.

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Only then did the prince realize in a trance that he was gently shaking a goose feather fan in his hand, with his crane cloak draped around him, but he was in a hall full of wine and filled with guests. And in the middle of the hall, the man in the middle of the hall was talking to him while dancing.

The beauty with a loving look on her face vaguely looks like Feng Yi.

The prince felt a slight pain in his heart, like a sharp blade slicing through it. Although the pain was short-lived, it was sharp and unbearable. He frowned slightly, and a figure of a village woman in a coarse cloth skirt and a haggard face vaguely appeared in his mind.

Moreover, he had already determined that the stunning beauty in front of him, who looked exactly like Feng Yi and was obviously deeply in love with him, was the wife of the young and handsome general opposite, and the one in his mind was obviously compared to her.

The much uglier village woman is actually his wife with a knotted hair. And although she has a mediocre appearance, the arrogance and indifference that cannot be concealed in the corners of her eyebrows and the affectionate expressions in her slanted eyebrows are more...

The shadow of mourning is faintly discernible.

Although he was in pain in his heart, even he couldn't believe what he said involuntarily: "The governor is joking! How dare a villager like me talk about singing and dancing?! But the lady's graceful dancing posture and the sound of nature are really impressive to me."

Eye-opener!"

But I heard the man laugh and say: "Sir, you are too modest! I have heard that Mrs. Huang, Mrs. Ling, is very versatile. She is really a woman, not inferior to men. She is just a vulgar woman. How can she be compared with Mrs. Ling?"

The prince heard the slight sarcasm in the man's words, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the resentful look on the face of the beautiful woman in the middle of the hall. He couldn't help but feel even more troubled. He immediately stretched out his hands to push away the cases in front of him, stood up and said with cupped hands, "I'm having a drink.

I'm too drunk, and I've had enough fun at today's grand party, so please excuse yourself, Commander-in-Chief, please use it with caution!"

As he spoke, he cupped his hands to the surroundings and turned around to leave. However, he heard a burst of knowing laughter from the people sitting around him. The prince was uneasy and tripped on the threshold of the hall. He stumbled and almost fell. The scenery in front of him changed, but he

He returned to the Jingle Palace that he was familiar with.

What he saw in front of him was the main hall where his father used to receive the ministers, and he was sitting on the high throne, accepting the worship of the ministers. When he looked around, he saw Feng Yi, who was dressed in white and snowy, sitting there.

Beside him, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at him lovingly.

The prince's joy was no small matter, and all the previous unhappiness was washed away by the surprise of regaining it. He stretched out his hand to hold the beauty beside him, and breathed deeply the fragrance coming from her body. He couldn't help but feel ecstatic, almost in a state of ecstasy.

Lost myself in an instant.

I saw a charming smile on Fengyi's pretty face, and she asked softly, half-angry, half-joyful, half-laughing: "Your Majesty, how does the beautiful scenery in front of you compare with your Xiuxian Cave in Taihe Mountain?!"

The prince's heart trembled when he saw it, and he replied in a low voice: "The Queen is joking! The Queen has the Immortal Cave herself, it is enough to make me forget my worries, so why do I need to ask for it from outside?!"

Feng Yi couldn't help feeling dizzy when she heard his frivolous teasing. She gently pushed with her jade hand while she smiled softly, and a strong force came. The prince could no longer sit firmly on the throne and fell down suddenly.

In front of him was a bottomless valley. The prince felt his body drifting and falling. From time to time, Feng Yi's laughter, mixed with the exclamations of the ministers, sounded like pearls falling on a jade plate:

"In this life, the land of wealth and gentleness is right in front of us. Life is short, like the wind and the dew. If we can't possess it in time, what's the use of seeking the elusive immortality?! The king is back! Feng Yi is here to sweep the bed and wait for you!"

The prince suddenly woke up.

In front of me is a dark and humid cave. I am alone, facing the ray of morning sun coming from the cave entrance, feeling cold and lonely. Except for the bursts of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers and the waves of pines coming from outside the cave entrance from time to time, there is no movement.

Everything in the dream is still clear. The wonderful feeling of being in the arms of a beautiful woman and ecstasy still fills my body. The unknown humiliation of the past or the future is still lingering in my mind. The kind of wealth that sits on the throne, with all the ministers prostrating, and with the beauty.

It was as if glory was within reach, waving to him. Compared with the loneliness and desolation in front of him, those images in trance were undoubtedly more attractive. Thinking about it, he had been alone for five years in this vast mountain.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, what I gained from these countless lonely days and nights was that I had memorized those Taoist books by heart, and my own skills became more solid and profound. However, the way of heaven I pursued was still the same.

Like a flower in a mirror, the moon in the water, it seems to be right in front of you, but there is always no trace. Maybe you will spend your whole life, exhausted physically and mentally, and become a wisp of notes in this mountain. With the breeze blowing by, you will quietly

Quietly disappearing into the rough mountains, leaving no trace. And in the world of mortals, your name will be like a passing smoke, and no one will mention it again.

With this thought in his mind, the prince suddenly felt discouraged. The loneliness in front of him reflected the prosperity in the dream, making him suddenly feel that his persistence had lost all meaning. A thought was like a bubble rising from the bottom of the water, bubbling in his heart.

The beep appeared, breaking the silence that had persisted for many years in his heart: Instead of consuming his life silently like this, it would be better to return to the secular world, be a happy and happy king, rule a corner of the land, and live a peaceful life.

In this life, he could leave some traces for future generations, be able to respect his parents, care for the people, and do something tangible for the people of the world. What's more, he knew in his heart that outside this cage-like mountain

, there is also a peerless beauty who is deeply in love with him and is wasting his beautiful youth years because of him, silently waiting for his return.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him could no longer be endured. He suddenly shouted, stood up from his clothes, shook off the dust on his body, strode out of the cave, looked up to the sky in the face of the dazzling sun, and roared to the sky for many years.

The dullness accumulated deep in my heart was swept away.

The black tiger waiting in the distance heard the sound and came over. He walked docilely in front of the prince, shaking his head and wagging his tail as if to greet him enthusiastically.

Seeing this tiger that was raised by his mother and stayed with him for many years, the prince had mixed feelings in his heart. The guilt for his parents that he had suppressed for many years suddenly came out like a torrent, and he felt for his motherland.

The longing is surging and I can no longer suppress it.

Thousands of emotions surged through his Taoist heart in an instant. The temptation of gentleness and wealth outside the mountain was so great that he couldn't help but step forward and hurriedly walked down the mountain.

The black tiger seemed to have noticed his master's intention, and let out a deep roar of joy, then followed.

But at the beginning, the prince's steps down the mountain were hurried and resolute. He seemed eager to return home, even a little impatient. However, as the journey went further, his steps gradually became hesitant and slow. The tranquility and coolness of the mountains

The mountain spring gradually cooled his initial impulse. As he walked down the mountain slowly, he looked back from time to time to look around at this mountain that he had lived in for five years but was still somewhat unfamiliar. Back then, he had gone through countless hardships despite the opposition and obstruction of his parents and lover.

The bits and pieces of this paradise that we had just now reappeared repeatedly on this old road that we only turned back to after many years.

Thinking of the opportunity that I had just received after all these years of hard work, forsaking the tenderness of my lover, and breaking the hearts of my parents and people, if I gave up so lightly, I would really feel a little ashamed of the enlightenment I gave back then.

My own Zixia Yuanjun is even more unworthy of the solemn oath I made when I entered the mountain.

The mountain path is rugged and difficult to navigate, and the birds in the woods on both sides are singing sweetly, and there are many noisy crows, which seem to be mocking the prince for not being a man, but because he has a weak will, cannot endure loneliness, and has a weak heart.

.As soon as they saw the black tiger accompanying the prince, these birds left the branches one after another and flew into the air. The sound of flapping wings was like bursts of laughter, which could not be heard without interruption.

The prince was a little downcast at this time, and his steps were even more hesitant. But this place was in a remote place deep in the mountains, and there had never been anyone there. The prince had a lot of things on his mind, but no one could tell him. He had no choice but to think carefully, take one step at a time, and continue walking down the mountain.

Come.

However, just when he was hesitant, things suddenly took a turn for the better. In fact, this was also the result of the protection of the gods as he had a heavy responsibility as a great god of calamity.【】


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