Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 227: Empress Dugu, Fan Qinghui's Request (asking for monthly tickets)
"It's really good..."

Zhang Kuang stretched out his hand and grasped her ankle. The fingertips of his other hand slid along the rose flower all the way down to her knee. His smile was impudent, but his actions were measured. This made Dugu Jialuo's breath rise and fall, and finally all turned into:

"Hurry up... Aren't you still going to Nanchen?"

Zhang Kuang chuckled and sat directly on the bed. He grabbed Dugu Jialuo's legs with both hands, his palms becoming increasingly warm from the heat of the Qi. "What's the rush? Has the Queen ever heard a word?"

Dugu Jialuo felt a little hot and instinctively reached out to loosen her clothes. Then she noticed Zhang Kuang's burning gaze and tightened her clothes again, saying, "What did you say?"

"When flowers are ready to be picked, pick them now. Don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck. Look, this rose is in full bloom~"

Zhang Kuang's fingertips slid over his knees and directly grabbed the purple rose.

"You! Presumptuous!"

Dugu Jialuo felt like he was about to explode for a moment, his face burning hot as if it had just been rolled in hot oil in a wok.

Fortunately, Zhang Kuang knew when to advance and when to retreat. He knew that the stockings were too tight, so he opened a hole for her and said:

"It seems the Queen has been practicing the Immortality Kung Fu these days. She looks like she's in her early thirties and still has her charm."

Dugu Jialuo was both angry and happy. She was angry at Zhang Kuang's recklessness, and happy that her charm remained as strong as ever and she could still make Zhang Kuang have such an attitude.

But this is still Yong'an Palace after all.

What Dugu Jialuo was worried about was naturally being caught by Yang Jian. What if he said he was treating an illness?
See if Yang Jian believes it or not!

Zhang Kuang said unscrupulously, "It seems that the Queen is not very proficient in training. Let me help you."

Zhang Kuang took out a cup of Changchun Spring Water, wrapped it with his Qi like a wine glass, and held it over Dugu Jialuo's face with a playful look, "Spring water is precious. If I accidentally spill it, I won't have a second cup."

In the end, Dugu Jialuo chose youth over worry.

Zhang Kuang finally got what he wanted.

……

……

Dugu Jialuo's hair spread out on the couch like clouds. Not only was her face radiant, but she also looked a lot younger. Her facial skin was tighter, and she looked like a beautiful mature woman.

Seeing Zhang Kuang putting on his clothes and preparing to leave, she didn't care about the large area of ​​white skin exposed outside the quilt, and reached out to grab the corner of Zhang Kuang's clothes, saying with a complicated expression:
"Don't tell anyone about this...just pretend it never happened!"

"I suddenly remembered that I still have a few cups of Changchun Spring Water stored. Oh, what did the Queen say?"

"..."

"When you come back from Nanchen, I will go to Tianshi Palace to seek the truth."

"Tsk, that's not necessary," Zhang Kuang pulled back the corner of his clothes with a smile, and said something cynically that made Dugu Jialuo furious, "After all, I'm just trying something new. Being the mother of the country... Haha, it feels like that."

"You! Get out! Get out of here!" Dugu Jialuo was so angry that she hit Zhang Kuang's back with a pillow, but the pillow was bounced back by her true energy in the next moment.

When Dugu Jialuo took away the pillow, Zhang Kuang's figure was no longer in the hall. Only a faint voice fell into his ears: "If you come, remember to bring Princess Anping with you."

"This bastard..."

Dugu Jialuo gnashed her teeth and threw her pillow onto the bed, her hair disheveled. Even though she saw that she had truly returned to her youth and had regained her former beauty, she still cursed unwaveringly, "What a pipe dream!"

I lifted the quilt and saw her body, which exuded the ripe fragrance of a peach, lying down peacefully on the bed. I stepped barefoot on the carpet and the dull tingling I felt before was gone. Although her arrogant attitude was annoying, she still did something practical. At least her leg disease was healed.

Dugu Jialuo walked to the mirror in the hall and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. She looked even younger than her daughter. She couldn't help but stroke her face in amazement and surprise. Her eyes fell, showing the pride that had not been defeated by time.

Unfortunately, he had surrendered to Zhang Kuang before, letting him...

Recalling the joy from a moment ago, Dugu Jialuo couldn't help but purse her lips, her eyes flickering with a bit of hesitation. "Perhaps, I should ask her what she thinks?"

……

……

After Zhang Kuang had eaten his fill, he strolled in the air like a sage. He seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, but in fact, he was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, he had already left the palace wall and quickly returned to the Tianshi Temple.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, it is time for a deep sleep.

But there was still a candlelight in the room, and a slender figure was reflected on the doors and windows, flickering as the flames danced.

crunch--

Zhang Kuang pushed the door open and walked in.

The slight breeze made the candle flame dance even more cheerfully, and also startled Fan Qinghui who was guarding the table.

Fan Qinghui was wearing a comfortable white translucent gauze dress, through which one could see the enchanting and mysterious patterns on the lavender bra. Her legs, as slender as ivory chopsticks, were covered with a pair of snow-white lace over-the-knee socks. The lace stuck to her thighs, making her skin look even whiter and tenderer. She was wearing a pair of light-colored embroidered shoes on her feet. Her whole person had been wildly developed... She was extremely well taken care of. While she had a profound understanding of the Cihang Sword Classic, her own charm had also been fully developed, making her look both pure and lustful.

"It's late, why aren't you familiar with it yet?"

Zhang Kuang didn't feel guilty at all. He waved his Qi between his sleeves to close the double doors, then walked calmly to Fan Qinghui. He reached out and gently stroked her face. He smiled gently and said, "If you stay up late and accidentally get dark circles under your eyes, you will become ugly."

As soon as Fan Qinghui showed a faint smile on her face, she smelled the rich fragrance on Zhang Kuang's body and was stunned.

After all, Fan Qinghui had been through many battles with Zhang Kuang, so he knew what this smell was. However, he did not ask in detail. He just pulled him to sit down and said carefully:

"Today, the palace has issued an edict, appointing you as the Imperial Preceptor. You will soon travel south to spread the orthodoxy and enhance the prestige of the Sui Dynasty."

"Hmm," Zhang Kuang poured himself a cup of tea. It felt a little cold when he touched it, but with a surge of his Qi, the tea began to boil, with wisps of mist rising. After taking a sip, he said, "I know about this. Judging from your appearance, do you want to go too?"

Fan Qinghui shook his head. "No, I've already cultivated the Cihang Sword Canon to the point where there's no more room for improvement. It's a good opportunity for me to take advantage of your trip south to return to Emperor's Peak and get the remaining layers of the technique. I'll see if I can combine it with the Eternal Spring Technique."

"So why are you bringing this up?"

"My senior sister, Bi Xiuxin, is currently traveling within the Southern Chen territory. She reported that the two sects of the Demonic Sect, the Six Paths, which were once at war with each other, have now formed a preliminary alliance. They want to work together to stop the Great Sui Dynasty, or at least stop them north of the Yangtze River."

"But the Yin Gui Sect, Butian Pavilion, Xieji Sect, Tianlian Sect, Zhenchuan Dao, and Mieqing Dao are not only collaborating, but they are also sending young masters to roam the Southern Chen martial arts world, seemingly to compete for supremacy."

"Just a bunch of guerrillas." Zhang Kuang's eyelids drooped slightly, his words full of disdain.

Fan Qinghui nodded slightly and said, "I'm telling you this because I want you to take care of my senior sister when you get to Southern Chen. After all, she's all alone and helpless, and the demons in the Demon Sect are cunning and scheming. If she accidentally falls into a trap, I'll have to trouble you to save her."

"Also..."

Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and she bit her lip and said, "Don't let anyone get killed."

Zhang Kuang knew what she meant, but he still teased her deliberately, "I went to Nanchen just to kill people, how could I not cause any deaths?"

Fan Qinghui's snow-white face lifted up her rosy glow like the rising sun. She lightly patted Zhang Kuang's shoulder and said, "You know that's not what I meant... You and Senior Sister must not get pregnant. She is the next head of Cihang Jingzhai. Losing her virginity is understandable, but if she gets pregnant, I'm afraid my master will be so angry that he will die."

Zhang Kuang hugged Fan Qinghui with a smile and suddenly asked, "Is your master good-looking?"

Fan Qinghui was stunned and speechless. She punched him on the shoulder twice, then reached into his collar and said, "You really are... I really can't let you eat too much. Spit out all those dirty thoughts of yours!"

Zhang Kuang laughed and said, "It's ok to fool others with your boasting, but don't fool yourself."

Fan Qinghui's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't respond, but just kept urging...

(End of this chapter)