The hands are like catkins, and the skin is like gelatin.
The collar is like a caterpillar, and the teeth are like rhinoceros.
ÇÉ òû òû òû, Qiaoqian Qian Xi, beautiful eyes.
The beauties in the Qin Palace were like clouds, and their Emei eyebrows were pink and white, like a dream. After Ziying and the old man discussed the business, they rarely enjoyed the graceful dance in the palace. He, the king, was about to escape into the mountains. I don¡¯t know how this scene could be repeated. Now.
"The sleeves are flying, the beauty is like a song. As long as you get drunk today, you may wear a rough shirt tomorrow! Mr. Zhuo, do you know what everyone is thinking about this scene!" Ziying looked at these graceful beauties and frowned slightly, Sighed.
The old man smiled but did not answer. He first squinted at Ziying's expression, then picked up the wine, took a sip of wine, then opened his lips slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I really know what your Majesty is thinking! "
"Oh, Mr. Zhuo, tell me!" Ziying played with the bronze knight in his hand and glanced at the old man.
"The beauties are graceful, but it's difficult to take them away. The king is thinking about what to do with these beauties!" After the old man said this, he immediately shifted his gaze to those beauties with a slight smile on his lips.
Ziying glanced at the old man with a complicated expression, admiring him from the bottom of her heart. This old man was like the "roundworm in the belly" as the proverb in his previous life said. He could always express what Ziying was thinking in one word.
"To be honest, Ziying's body is, after all, the soul of a time-travelling person. When he was in that life, he dreamed of holding a beautiful woman in his arms, enjoying life, and often had endless spring dreams.
But now that he has traveled through time and cannot enjoy it, he is not only depressed, but when he is depressed, he thinks about what to do with these beauties. He does not want to leave it to Xiang Yu and Liu Bang.
After all, these are his properties at this time! How can I not feel heartache.
"Since you guessed it right, sir, there is a good way!" Ziying saw that the old man revealed what he was thinking with one word, and after sighing, he quickly asked him for advice.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, we still need to keep maids in the palace!" Just when Ziying was hoping that the old man would have any good ideas, she never thought that such a sentence would come out of the old man's mouth.
"Mr. Zhuo, how can such a beautiful woman be left to Xiang Yu and Liu Bang? They are flowers, bright flowers and bones. How can these people blaspheme? No! Absolutely not!" Ziying heard the old man say this. As soon as he said this, his face turned red, and his eyes showed determination when he looked at the old man.
"Ahem, this, Your Majesty! I haven't finished speaking yet!" The old man saw Ziying's determined eyes and continued to say this.
"Oh, what do you mean by that sir? Tell me in detail!" Seeing the old man say this, Ziying's expression softened and she said quickly.
"Your Majesty, all you need is this, this, this" After the old man finished speaking, Ziying nodded first, and then he and the old man looked at each other and laughed strangely.
Fortunately, the hall was filled with the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, otherwise, their laughter would definitely frighten the dancing beauties and disrupt their dance steps.
The old man was so drunk that he said goodbye within half an hour. Apart from the dancing maids and musicians, Ziying was the only one in the whole hall who looked at these maids in a daze.
"In my past life, I have never had close contact with a beautiful woman. The only time I had contact was on that bus. Today, why not take the opportunity to have a close contact with her!" Ziying thought of this, and an evil smile appeared on his face. .
Admittedly, Ziying's thoughts are common sense. After all, he is too depressed. In his previous life, he often stayed at home and basically had no contact with girls. It's not that he doesn't want to have contact, but because of his indecent appearance. It deeply bound him, and for this reason, in the dead of night, he dedicated all his passion to a certain country's classic movie.
"Looking back and smiling, Bai Meisheng, that's so well said!" After Ziying said this, he stood up unsteadily and walked slowly towards the dancing palace ladies.
Although the alcohol in ancient times was not high in alcohol content, it had a strong stamina. Ziying's cheeks were already glowing with red. He kept swallowing his saliva and slowly approached the palace maids.
"Don't stop, dance! Keep dancing!" Seeing the king approaching, the maids' dance suddenly stopped. They all lowered their heads and stared at the tip of their noses. Ziying looked at these beauties with drunken eyes and stopped, swaying. He spat out these few words.
Seeing this, the maids had no choice but to dance again, but this time their movements were a little stiff and their dance steps were not so flexible. They looked shy, for fear of bumping into their king.
Ziying rushed to the middle of the group of palace maids with disordered steps and staggered. Looking at the snow-like jade face, a strange smile slowly appeared on his face. The palace ladies touched his breasts slightly as they danced.His face suddenly changed slightly, and his ears turned red.
This king is so wretched, one of the palace maids thought.
"Never mind Xiang Yu. Liu Bang, I have beauty now, enjoy it now!" Ziying murmured slightly as he swayed in his steps, and then extended his hands to a palace maid near him.
The palace maid had no choice but to hide or not, but she had no choice but to stop, with her face flushed, and let Ziying's big hand rest on her jade cheek.
"What's your name?" Ziying stroked the palace maid's face with his right hand and spat out these words with drunken eyes.
"Go back to your Majesty, your servant's name is Huanxi!" The palace maid didn't dare to look at Ziying, and said with her red lips slightly parted.
"Huanxi, what a name! How old are you?" Ziying felt the smooth jade cheeks on the palace maid's face with his palms, burped, and said with a trace of an indecent smile on his face.
¡°Return to your Majesty, my slave¡ªit¡¯s the fifteenth year this year!¡± The palace maid was trembling slightly at this time, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, she was obviously overly nervous.
"What, fifteen!" Ziying listened to the girl's words in a hazy state, and withdrew his right hand from the palace maid's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly with a hint of disbelief.
The palace maid, who was originally nervous, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the other party withdrew his hands, but suddenly she saw that the other party slowly moved his face towards her.
When the palace maid named Huan Xi saw this, the deer in her heart jumped up again.
"Haha, she is still a lolita after all!" Ziying's big face stopped when it was still about three centimeters away from the little lolita's pretty face.
When the poor little palace maid heard what King Qin said, she didn't know what she meant. She had never seen such a scene before, and her delicate body shook even more violently.
"Nima, you're too young - why - go to bed!" Just after Ziying said these words, he felt dizzy, and then his knees softened and he fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty, I fainted!" The other palace maids were still sharp-eyed and quick-handed. They quickly came forward and lifted Ziying up.
Han Tan, who was originally sent outside the palace by Ziying, was also called in by some palace ladies.
"Help the king go to the palace! The king is drunk!" Han Tan said quickly when he saw this scene.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Han, the king seems to have just said the word "sleeping"!
"Oh, who are you going to let?"
"She, Huanxi!" The other maids pointed at one maid at this time.
"Well, not bad. Remember, you must serve the king well!" Han Tan nodded and said to the palace maid.
When the palace maid saw this, her face turned red and she looked shy.
Actually Ziying didn¡¯t mean that, but at this time, he was already asleep
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