prince's rivers and lakes

Chapter 8 Basic Cultivation of Head Cards

The second letter is simpler, only three sentences...

One letter after another was sent from the attic, but they were sent to the Western Regions, Junhai, Longyuan Lake, Binzhou, Qingzhou, and even Linyi, Champa, Jiaozhi, South China Sea and other places outside the territory.

Putting down the pen and standing up, Tang Wanrong pressed her light waist wearily.

The loose dress swayed gently, the bright candlelight reflected the graceful figure lines under the transparent fabric, fingers fell along the waist, and rubbed the sedentary buttocks.

It is said that sitting for a long time hurts the body, ranging from a collapsed shape, to sores on the buttocks, and dark complexion... Even though Wu Gang has not ascended to the sky and the moon, and there is no one in the Guanghan Palace, he still has to feel sorry for himself.

When I get older, I can't compare to a little girl who always has thin skin and tender flesh, and it will be moist and moist if you raise it casually.

"You are a widow, what do you want to do all day long?"

A man in black jumped down from the roof of the attic, grabbed the window sill, rolled over, and poured a cup of tea sharply.

The black leather armor night clothes, covered with strips of cloth like cocoons, still showed the curve of the figure.

Behind the forehead net scarf, there is a handful of long hair tied behind the head, which is quite heroic. There is no veil on the face, but the eyes are covered with a thin black satin.

"Do you dare to say this in front of the empress dowager?"

Tang Wanrong raised her eyebrows slightly, and she laid out a mat about six feet long and three feet wide in front of the stove.

"The empress dowager is upright and elegant, she is as graceful as a fairy, can she be like you?"

The man in black sneered, she didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the empress dowager, who was also a widow, but the tea was really delicious, higher than many teas in the palace.

Tang Wanrong glanced at the man in black. This person was a female military officer in the palace. She served as the Queen Mother's bodyguard and was good at assassination and bodyguards.

In the morning, Qin Shou'an's fist smashed the golden nanmu gate, and Tang Zhong's head was even more like an eggshell, which cracked open with a slight bump, which really made people a little worried.

The one who might pose a threat to him is the prince of the palace, naturally Tang Wanrong can't count on the guards in the palace.

She also couldn't move the Fenglei Guard from the Jiuzhou Government Office to deal with Qin Shouan, so she simply asked the palace for him.

This person speaks like a stinky bitch in the market who relies on her husband's family's power to stab everyone she sees, but fortunately she does have skills.

With her around, Tang Wanrong could at least sleep soundly, and didn't bother arguing with her.

"I don't believe it, the prince really dares to do anything to you? He just came back and knows nothing about the situation in the mansion. He has no one available, and he doesn't have many credible channels. If he wants to have a dispute with you, put you He's dead too, I think he wants to imitate King Mighty... No, the end will be a hundred times worse than King Mighty."

The man in black squeezed the porcelain-white soft teacup, and exhaled with some enjoyment.

Back then, King Mighty was just teasing female officials... Tang Wanrong was a prince and concubine wearing a phoenix crown and Zhai clothes.

Except for the queen mother, the most honorable status of a woman is the queen.

The four-screen phoenix crown of the prince and concubine is second only to the six-screen phoenix crown of the queen, and is nominally at the same level as the imperial concubine.

As a married woman, her status is still not as good as that of a concubine who gave birth to a prince, but if there is no concubine who gave birth to a prince, then it is hard to say who is more honorable.

"If everyone knew how to look ahead and consider the future... ah... ah... weigh the pros and cons in doing things, be calm and rational, the world would have been at peace... ah... even government laws, punishments and prisons would be unnecessary, people Everyone is a moral sage, a humble gentleman... ah..."

While lying on the mat, Tang Wanrong lifted her legs, pressed her legs, raised her hands, buckled her back, and did various movements, while talking to the man in black. She practiced for a while every night, which was good for sleep and maintenance.

As the hostess of the palace, Tang Wanrong was pampered.

But she thinks that she can still maintain a soft figure and firm body that is no less than that of a [-]-year-old girl, and she cannot do without her insistence on doing such exercises.

"That's true. I heard that the son has acted recklessly since he was a child. He brought many heirs of noble princes to run amok in Longyin City. He even established a gang called: Buddha Skinning."

The man in black didn't just argue with Tang Wanrong, he nodded and recalled the past rumors in the capital... Just a prince of Langya is enough to walk sideways in Longyin City.

What's more, there seemed to be the third lady from the prime minister's mansion, the illegitimate daughter of the uncle of the country, the governor of the capital, the servants of the six departments, and the young masters and ladies of the uncle's mansion among them.

"Fubole."

Tang Wanrong corrected the address of the man in black, "Anyway, you have to follow me during this time. These dandies don't know what awe is when they were young——

I have studied martial arts in Tiandaomen for eight years, and my temperament is hard to change. It will only become more unscrupulous. I never imagined that he would dare to kill the chief steward of the palace with one punch in full view of the public. "

"In the past few years, the old prince has let go of things. You have firmly grasped the industries in the region and overseas. There are people in the palace to support you. You are in control of the palace. You are used to smooth sailing."

The man in black continued coldly:

"The prince came back suddenly, and he punched you so hard that your heart trembled. After all, this is the opponent you can't suppress with money, power and power. So you still have to adjust your mood slowly and re-examine yourself when facing the prince. Naturally, he will not be as flustered as he is now."

Tang Wanrong was doing a sit-stand twisting movement, straightening her left leg, raising her right leg to press her left leg, pressing the cushion with one hand, and hugging her knee with the other, while slowly shaking her waist.

She raised her head slightly, her posture was moving, showing the feminine beauty, her heart moved, she felt that the man in black was clear to the onlookers, but it gave her a sense of clarity.

"Makes sense."

Tang Wanrong kept her posture still:
"But these years, the prince may not really let go of it... I chatted with this prince today, and I know that the prince and the prince have been writing letters all these years, and the content of the letter is by no means as simple as talking about family affairs."

As for "Shou'an should marry him" in the letter I read today, Tang Wanrong will never reveal it.

Not only was it about his own name and reputation, but the most important thing was that if people suspected that she and Qin Shouan had an ambiguous relationship, it would be hard to say what the Queen Mother would think.

"We haven't received any information on this matter. If the prince uses the letter from the Kyushu government office, it will be difficult for the Long Yinwei to intervene to monitor anything. A father writes a letter to his son, and it cannot be said that they have an affair and formed a clique Plotting something?" The black-clothed man slightly frowned with sword-like eyebrows on his blindfolded ribbon.

Tang Wanrong changed her posture, sat on her hips, put her hands on the ground, pushed her feet apart, pushed her tailbone up, pushed her body forward for a certain distance, and repeated after reset.

During this kind of body-linkage exercise, she always thinks more flexibly and clearly:

"He didn't bring any luggage with him when he came back. It's impossible for these letters to stay in Tiandaomen all the time. They must be sent back... I arranged for someone to look for them on the way... I always feel that I have to read all those letters to feel at ease... Uh-huh……"

"What if the disciples of Tiandaomen send it? I'm afraid those of you are not strong enough, I will arrange for Longyinwei to help." The man in black nodded. Since Tang Wanrong said it directly, she didn't mind Longyinwei intervening. mean.

Tang Wanrong couldn't wait for it, and it's not that she doesn't have martial arts masters... It's just that the other party heard that she was facing someone from the Heavenly Dao Sect, and she needed to pay more, or owe a bigger favor.

"What's the use of you doing this all the time?"

After drinking the tea, the man in black put down the tea bowl in his hand, and seeing Tang Wanrong continue to maintain that weird posture, he couldn't help but sneered again.

"You people who practice martial arts, don't you often need to stand up?"

Tang Wanrong settled down, and after her breathing calmed down, she got up and took out a stack of old picture albums from the huanghuali multi-treasure box beside her, and handed them to the man in black to look at the end.

"what is this?"

"Don't look down on them. These movements are quite difficult. After a woman practices them, she can make her body softer and more resilient. You can also practice them. It will benefit you in the future."

The corners of Tang Wanrong's mouth turned up slightly, her body became hot after the practice, and her fragrant sweat was transpired into a woman's gentle and jade-like breath. The man in black in front of her, as a palace official, should still be as ignorant as a sheet of paper in matters of men and women.

After flipping through it, the man in black stood on his head according to one of the poses, with his legs stretched out into a split-horse, his hands propped up on his body, and he stood on his head with ease, "Is it difficult?"

After finishing speaking, she picked up a rope from Huanghuali Duobaoge, threw it on the beam and circled it around, jumped up and held the rope with both hands, raised her legs and put them on her shoulders, and her body rotated in the air Up and down, "What's so rare about this? It's like juggling."

Immediately afterwards, she squatted even more, pressed her thighs with her hands, raised her waist and pressed her hips, sat down and lifted it up again, and performed this movement a hundred times in a row:

"It says in the book that if you can do ninety-nine and eighty-one in such a quick way...even gods can't stop them? What kind of shit gods, what kind of useless tricks, it's just child's play."

Tang Wanrong's complexion was extremely ugly, she muttered a few curse words, and angrily reached out her hand to grab the booklet: "Kung fu practice is so good, I won't send you to Wang Xie Fengyue Tower to be the top card, go get some horses!" If the wind comes out, I'm sorry for your ability!

(End of this chapter)