499 Since Qingchen wanted it, this king reluctantly gave it
Feng Qingchen swallowed her saliva and calmed her racing little heart. Her eyes wandered around in the darkness, hoping that Lan Jiuqing's secret guards would notice her situation and come out to rescue her, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.
Wait until the secret guard appears.
Bastard, Lan Jiuqing, you have raised a group of secret guards. When you want to use them, none of them are missing. As expected, secret guards, bodyguards, etc., can't rely on anyone, they can only rely on themselves.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you asking me to come out just to drink with you?" Feng Qingchen carefully grasped the beams on the roof, fearing that he would accidentally roll down. You must know that the roof is sloping.
Uncle Jiuhuang shook his head seriously: "No." Just when Feng Qingchen thought that something was serious, Uncle Jiuhuang added: "I asked you to come out and enjoy the moon with me. Look, Qingchen, tonight
The moon is very round.”
"Appreciating the moon?" Does Uncle Nine Emperors look like the kind of person who enjoys admiring the moon leisurely? Feng Qingchen doesn't look like him at all.
Wow... Feng Qingchen got excited and kicked down a tile. Uncle Nine Emperors looked at Feng Qingchen with a smile in his eyes, as if he could see through Feng Qingchen's little thoughts.
"Feng Qingchen lowered her head with a guilty conscience. She would never admit that she did it on purpose. Wuwuwu... Why didn't anyone show up despite such a big movement?
Si Xing... Your master and I have fallen into the trap of a tiger. If you don't come back, my innocence will definitely not be preserved. I once had sex with men and women, basking in the moon together, talking about life and so on. In the end, we must have talked about bed...
Feng Qingchen's face flushed, and Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes were gentle: "Look at the current time and the moon, and talk about ancient affairs. No one will disturb us tonight."
Uncle Nine Emperors raised a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth generously. Feng Qingchen had never seen Uncle Nine Emperors like this before. The Uncle Nine Emperors she saw was graceful, noble and tolerant.
After drinking half the jar of wine, Uncle Nine Emperors pointed to the moon in the sky and said: "Feng Qingchen, you know, the imperial city of Dongling was also the imperial city of the previous dynasty. On the full moon day of the previous dynasty, the emperor
Many people will come out to parade in the city.
No one would criticize the daughter of a boudoir for going out for fun on that day. Many ladies and young masters would choose that day to meet their future wives or husbands.
There are lights and people everywhere on the street. The vendors are shouting hard, and the old, young, and young are shopping and buying. The street is bustling with traffic and bustling. "
Uncle Jiuhuang stood on the roof, pointed in the direction of the once most prosperous street, and told Feng Qingchen about the people and things on the street in detail, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and according to Uncle Jiuhuang
At his age, it is impossible for him to see what happened in the previous dynasty.
"I don't know. I haven't experienced the previous dynasty, so I can't imagine the prosperity at that time." From the tone of Uncle Nine Emperors, Feng Qingchen could vaguely feel Uncle Nine Emperors' nostalgia and yearning for the previous dynasty.
Feng Qingchen felt as if he was about to step on a landmine due to the ambition in Uncle Nine Emperors' heart.
Uncle Nine Emperors closed his eyes and couldn't hide his sadness: "Yes, none of us have experienced the prosperity of the previous dynasty. Regarding the things of the previous dynasty, we only heard from others that the previous dynasty seems to be getting farther and farther away from us. Qingchen
Do you know what the most noble surname was in the previous dynasty?"
Uncle Nine Emperors spoke so calmly, but Feng Qingchen's heart felt numb when he heard it. Especially when Uncle Nine Emperors stared at him with his black eyes, Feng Qingchen felt even more uneasy.
There seemed to be many secrets in Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes, and now he was telling her that he was willing to share these secrets with her, but she didn't want to know, and she didn't dare to know...
Feng Qingchen grabbed the wine jar next to him and drank to avoid the topic of the previous meeting.
People and things of the previous dynasty were taboo, and if you were not careful, you would become the remnants of the previous dynasty. Feng Qingchen still remembered that several people who were killed in the market a few days ago were said to be the remnants of the previous dynasty. The evidence is in their homes.
Search out the poems and words about remembering the previous dynasty.
Gulu, Gulu... After half a glass of wine, I finally avoided the topic of my previous marriage.
"Hahaha... I can't tell that Qingchen has such a good drinking capacity." As Feng Qingchen wished, the Nine Emperors Uncle stopped attending to the morning affairs and focused on drinking with Feng Qingchen.
He came to Feng Qingchen for a drink today. It would be too difficult for him to knock down Feng Qingchen who was sober.
Feng Qingchen's drinking capacity is not small, but...the wine they drank today was rarer than lotus wine. After drinking a jar, Feng Qingchen found that she was a little confused. Feng Qingchen knew that she was about to get drunk.
I can't drink anymore...
Feng Qingchen's face was red and his eyes were blurred. He was sitting on the roof and was swaying. With a hint of clarity behind him, he said to Uncle Nine Emperors: "Uncle Nine Emperors, I seem to be drunk. No... I can't sit still."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingchen fell down, bang... fell into the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors. Feng Qingchen still knew that he was on the roof, so he quickly grabbed onto Uncle Nine Emperors, for fear that he would fall: "Nine Emperors Uncle"
Uncle Emperor, hold me tight, don’t let me fall, it hurts..."
"Qingchen, you are throwing yourself into my arms." As Feng Qingchen wished, Uncle Nine Emperors hugged Feng Qingchen tightly. He could hold Feng Qingchen down with his left hand.
"Well..." Feng Qingchen burped and wanted to push Uncle Nine Emperors away, but his whole body was so soft that he couldn't push him away at all: "I don't have it. Uncle Nine Emperors, please send me back to the room. I want to
Go back, I want to go back to sleep."
She was obviously drunk, but she was still a little sober. It was precisely because of this that Feng Qingchen was depressed, because she really threw herself into his arms and wanted to push him away, but her hands didn't obey her orders.
"Okay, I'll take you back." After achieving his goal, Uncle Nine Emperors was no longer willing to stay on the roof blowing the wind. He hugged Feng Qingchen, rose and fell, and landed firmly on the ground.
"Okay, okay, I'll go by myself. I can walk by myself. You can go back." Feng Qingchen pushed Jiuhuangshu away and staggered away. The alcohol was so strong that when it was blown by the wind,
Feng Qingchen, smelling of alcohol, fell down before taking two steps...
Uncle Nine Emperors seemed to have expected this. When Feng Qingchen fell down, he hugged her into his arms. This time Feng Qingchen did not refuse. In fact, her whole body was so limp that she had no strength to refuse.
"Donglunjiu, you villain, you took advantage of others' danger." Feng Qingchen muttered dissatisfiedly, complaining softly. Even though Feng Qingchen was drunk, she understood what Uncle Jiuhuang planned today.
What an insidious villain!
Uncle Jiuhuang laid Feng Qingchen flat on the bed, and he also fell down. He used his right elbow to prop up his body and pushed away the broken hair from Feng Qingchen's face.
"Villain, villain, a villain who is drunk and crazy about sex." Feng Qingchen waved her hands around, and Uncle Jiuhuang directly held her hands down and placed a kiss on her eyebrows: "Qingchen, since you said
I took advantage of people's danger and used alcohol to have sex, so I will make your accusation true, Qingchen... This is what you want, and since you want it, I will reluctantly give it to you!"
Uncle Jiuhuang lowered his head and blocked all the rejections in Feng Qingchen's mouth. He raised his legs and the bed curtains spread out. The small bed collapsed into a world of its own.
The night is very long...
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