novelaction Chapter 129 Prince Qi’s Mansion is haunted!
Chapter 129 Prince Qi’s Mansion is haunted!
"Your Majesty, what exactly is the iron horse that Princess Yu is riding on the battlefield? This is the first time I've seen one! It has a unique shape and is so fast, it runs faster than a Ferghana horse! Could it be that Prince Yu commissioned a skilled craftsman to make it specially to please Princess Yu?"
"When Princess Yu appeared on the battlefield, the momentum was so great that it was enough to make Prince Jun of the Great Desert State dumbfounded. Until now, Prince Jun has never asked for tribute. He really has Princess Yu to thank..."
In the Yangxin Palace, Prince Jiajing, lying on the dragon bed, was talking in a low voice with Consort De, Sun Lanxin.
"Hmm... He is indeed not an ordinary person..."
Prince Jiajing was extremely sleepy. Although the military review was conducted without any danger, it did result in a loss of life.
Now Fang Qingqing had slept for a whole day due to overwork. Xuan Qingshan, who was hit by a poisoned arrow, finally survived, but his body was extremely weak. If this matter alarmed the ancestor Xuanyun of Taibai Mountain, I am afraid he would not be able to face him.
What worried him the most was that Wanyan Honglie hadn't made any moves, and he was worried that he was holding back some big move...
"Your Majesty, could you please discuss this with Prince Yu and ask him to bring out his two groups of iron horses, one large and one small, on a chosen day so I can take a closer look and experience them..."
Concubine De gently groped Prince Jiajing's chest with one hand and whispered.
"Whoo~~~"
"Whoo~~~"
Snoring sounds grew louder and louder, and Concubine De reluctantly lay down beside Prince Jiajing. A hint of murderous intent, unwilling to be outdone, appeared on her unparalleled handsome face...
Prince Yu's Mansion.
Fang Qingqing was overworked, so after returning from Qingshanju, she quickly ate the pastries prepared by Tong'er, washed up casually, and lay down to sleep.
She lay down and slept for a whole day and night.
While she was sleeping, Li Zhenting was waiting outside the door.
He was extremely worried about her overworked body. After two or three hours, when she showed no signs of waking up, he repeatedly walked over to her, reached out his hand, and gently felt her breath.
Fortunately, she was breathing evenly and even snoring softly. She curled up in a small ball under the covers, holding his pillow tightly in her arms, her little face nestled against it.
She was sound asleep, her eyes closed and her expression relaxed. She didn't have her usual cunning look, but instead had an inexplicable tenderness that made him feel distressed. He couldn't help but lean over, wanting to kiss her little face, but she suddenly moved, startling him so much that he stood up in a hurry.
She uttered something incoherent, turned over and fell into a deep sleep.
Li Zhenting couldn't help but grin, with a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth. His originally cold face had a hint of warmth, making him look even more handsome.
It was this woman, whose every frown and smile touched his heart. He didn't know where her weird ideas came from, and he didn't know where she got those strange mounts and weapons from, but they actually helped him a lot on the battlefield.
He became more and more certain that the current Fang Qingqing was definitely not the same as before.
Until now, everything has been calm on Wanyan Honglie's side, with no signs of provocation or violence.
Perhaps because he was afraid of the powerful weapons used by Fang Qingqing, Wanyan Honglie not only did not hold anyone accountable for the loss of Alta, the desert's first warrior, but also did not pursue the matter for the large number of soldiers who were injured.
He was acting out of character, either drinking and having fun in the inn or traveling with his servants.
During the time the princess was sleeping, he had been waiting by her side without taking off his clothes. He was really a little sleepy. Seeing that the princess was sleeping soundly, he got up and walked towards the study next door.
In the courtyard, Xiao Wu, who had left Shang Wu's body and had been lurking on the rooftop, slipped through the wall. In the blink of an eye, he was directly in front of Fang Qingqing's bed.
He leaned over Fang Qingqing, gently felt her breath, and gently covered herself with the quilt she had kicked aside. A warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he flew away through the wall.
According to the princess's arrangement, it was time to pay respects to Prince Qi at his residence. Three days had passed since Prince Qi had surgery by the "miracle doctor," and although symptoms such as itching and difficulty urinating had improved significantly, the pain at the surgery site hadn't subsided at all.
Fortunately, he has been successfully using the super-strong Ma Fei San in the past few days, which has greatly relieved his pain. I am afraid that Prince Qi's Mansion is even more lively now.
Xiao Wu floated all the way to Prince Qi's mansion, and immediately transformed into the appearance of Xiaozhu. He quickly passed through the deep palace and came directly to the bedside of Prince Qi Li Huating.
At this moment, Li Huating was intoxicated, with his eyes closed and his mouth pouting, kissing Nangong Yan's face non-stop, and he kept muttering, "Beauty, beauty..."
Ever since he learned about the benefits of Ma Fei San, he became increasingly uncontrollable.
According to the imperial physician's instructions, it can be used once a day to relieve pain, but the problem is that after the pain is relieved, the indescribable benefits brought by Ma Fei San will not be felt. Fortunately, his identity as King Qi came in handy, and he could get large doses of medicine from the imperial physician every time.
As for Princess Qi, Nangong Yan, because of her one-night stand with that man in the back mountains, she felt like she had finally experienced a downpour after a long drought. She longed for the joy of rain even more, and her heart itched like a cat scratching. Even if Li Huating was incomparable to Prince Yu, it was still...
Just as the two of them were getting better and better, suddenly a cold wind blew and miserable cries echoed around the bed...
"Wow, Nangong Yan, you've caused me so much pain..."
"Li Huating, you will not die well..."
The shrill sobs and cries suddenly increased in volume, and the two people who were about to die were suddenly awakened. Just as they were about to shout out, a white silk thread suddenly flew over and directly wrapped around their necks, strangling them hard...
Ow...
When siblings Lu Shufang and Lu Pei'an got the news and rushed to Prince Qi's mansion, they saw the disgusting scene in front of them and almost fainted!
Li Huating and Nangong Yan lay disheveled on the bed, both with red marks on their necks. The maids trembled as they watched Xiaozhu's spirit fly out of Prince Qi's room. If they hadn't bravely rushed over, Prince Qi's wife would have...
"Nangong Yan, you're so bold! You knew that Prince Qi had just had surgery on his penis, yet you still tempted him to have sex with her even though he wasn't fully recovered! Drag this bitch out and give her fifty lashes!"
When Lu Shufang saw Li Huating's private parts bleeding again, she felt extremely distressed. She gritted her teeth and ordered her men to beat him mercilessly!
Nangong Yan was terrified. Li Huating was Empress Lu's lifeblood. Seeing him in such a miserable state, it would be strange if she didn't blame her! If she didn't try to shirk responsibility, she would probably lose her life after fifty strokes of the cane!
"Empress, your daughter-in-law is accompanying Prince Qi to take care of him. The reason Prince Qi wants your daughter-in-law to sleep with him is because, because the ghost of Xiaozhu deliberately bewitched him!
My daughter-in-law has the audacity to ask the Empress to ask the Imperial Household to expel Xiaozhu's ghost. She comes here every night to stir up trouble. If this continues, I'm afraid Prince Qi will become weak..."
Nangong Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lu Shufang.
"I died unjustly..."
A gust of cold wind blew, and a shrill cry was heard again from the courtyard of Prince Qi's mansion...