Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

After getting the answer, Jiaoyang left the Yangxin Hall in an even better mood and in high spirits.

She is a disaster for the country and the people. She lives a life of being vigorous and a life of mediocrity. Let’s see who can live longer than the other.

You can't blame her, she didn't come to this harem, it was their emperor, the emperor who was trusted by the whole country's courtiers, who brought her here!

Before leaving, Xiao Jingchen brushed away the broken hair from her forehead and kissed it tenderly.

"My beloved, don't forget what day it is today." One day, he will change the title of her from "My beloved concubine" to "My queen", and that day will not be too far away.

Jiaoyang nodded gently, obediently: "I know, I know."

There were rumors in the harem that Concubine Zhang had been suffering from serious diseases since she fell into the water. She was often possessed by evil spirits in the water. She needed to perform rituals at least twice within seven days to exorcise the evil spirits in order to save her life.

The emperor even spent a lot of money to build a palace for her specifically to perform rituals for her body to "exorcise evil spirits".

It was said that a mage must be present during the ritual. The emperor was worried the first few times and even made a special trip to watch the whole process of the ritual. Later, because the process of "exorcising evil spirits" was too painful, the emperor and his wife Zhang Guifei had a deep love and heartache for what Zhang Guifei had suffered. It was so painful that I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so I stopped going together.

Inside the palace, waves of white mist rose up. A young mage wearing a black and white feather coat held a fly whisk in his hand, closed his eyes and meditated, and muttered words in his mouth, constantly chanting inscriptions.

The white mist rose more and more, and turned out to be thicker. There were people outside the house, including servants and boys doing things together.

The young mage who was located in the center of the palace put down the whisk in his hand, opened his eyes, a pair of heterochromatic pupils were revealed, and he slowly walked behind the white curtain and fog in the room.

At the same time, the door of the house closed with a sound, leaving only a bundle of silk threads falling outside the house, with a few extra threads entangled in the hands of several children.

The eyes of everyone outside the house fell. The house was as usual, and soon a woman's painful voice was heard. I don't know why, but the sounds in the house today seemed a little different from those in the past?

Several people were puzzled for a while, and then quickly dispelled their inner doubts. Even the slightest suspicion is blasphemy against this Great Luo Jinxian.

The white smoke in the room was getting thicker and thicker. Lao Ai felt very hot and felt that something was wrong with him. He couldn't bear it and fell on something soft. His heterochromatic eyes, which were always full of evil, could not see anything at the moment. Clear, full of mist.

He tore off the collar himself and took off the thick feather coat, but it was still not enough.

In his blur of consciousness, he seemed to see a goblin. She curled her red lips, raised her chin, and came close to him, her voice full of seductiveness.

"Little one, let's go with my sister."

"Where to go?" He was a little confused.

She seemed to smile and said in a nice voice, "You can go wherever you want."

She has liked him for a long time, and she likes and is curious about his body. How can this young and even immature body hold so many poisonous ideas? She is really curious.

Lao Ai's memory only ends here, and after that there are only some vague and broken fragments. He only remembers his madness for her, her skin, her eyes, and her voice.

He seemed to be exactly what she said. He seemed to have gone to many places, but also seemed to have gone nowhere, staying in the same place, or getting further and further away. He could no longer remember it.