Doomsday Pavilion

Woman's voice.

"Hehe, the man that my king likes... is really different."

Another old female voice.

"How can the king's eyes be comparable to yours? Don't look at it, the saliva will flow out, hurry up, is the preparation ready? The prince of the left bank is estimated to be awake soon. Don't delay business."

"Mother, don't be so stingy, we people have not seen half a man in a year, so how about letting the sisters have a second look!"

"Little Hoof, do you want to go to the pantry and bring you a cucumber?"

"Hehe..."

There seemed to be a group of young women chattering non-stop in the ears, Huang Dashan sat up with his forehead in his hands.

"Your mother, this black-skinned ghost is really iron, hiss... It hurts Grandpa Dashan to death."

"His Royal Highness the Left Bank, are you awake?"

"What left... Damn... how did you get in!!!"

Huang Dashan pulled the quilt and shrank to the corner of the bed, staring dumbly at the ancient costume maid standing under the big bed.

Lao Tzu is a gentleman, and the land of fireworks has never touched a leaf in the tens of thousands of flowers. If this is known by Lao Tzu's wife, wouldn't the big teeth be hammered off?

"This, this, making a movie? What's the situation?"

The talking old woman put a gentle smile on her wrinkled face,

"His Royal Highness, please don't make it difficult for me to wait for someone...Come on, wait for your Royal Highness to bathe and change clothes, and prepare to participate in the ceremony."

"Yes~"

A group of thirty or so maids immediately surrounded Huang Dashan, wiping clothes and clothes, wiping their faces, busy.

Seven or eight delicate and greasy little hands were holding small scissors under Shan Ye's armpit. They didn't give in to each other, and they didn't want to give in. It was almost a fight on the spot.

This is to help Laozi trim the flowers and plants?

The scent was so drunk that the Lord Shan was completely dumbfounded.

He gritted his teeth just about to condense the origin, and held back for a long time, and didn't even hold back a fart.

"I...I am so..."

"Hehe~ The prince's muscles are so strong, like a rock."

A maid with a nice face shyly said.

The round-faced maid next to her was already flushed, her voice trembling,

"Yeen, it's so hot! Hmm~!"

The eyes of the many maidservants were moist, and Ying Shengyan said with each other's hands and feet.

With his current strength, even these ordinary women can't resist, and can only let them do what they do.

Humiliating tears of regret flowed from the corner of Shan Ye's eyes.

(Hiss, Niang Xipi, enjoyment like an emperor... Ahem, the sky hasn't seen it, this is not Lao Tzu's willingness, Lao Tzu is really forced! Hs...)

"Fuck, who touches Lao Tzu's ass!"

"Whose hand is in front..."

"Hey, hey! Just touch it, why do you hide Lao Tzu's hair..."

...

Two hours later, Shan Ye, who was full of the scent of sulfur and flowers from boiling springs, was carried out by sixteen big-waisted female bodyguards. Her eyes were dull and the whole person was like a tuft of fish on a cutting board, dazzlingly white.

The power of the sulphur boiling spring is not covered, and Lord Shan feels that even the belt meat has been rubbed off at least ten pounds or eight pounds, and his body is light and effortless.

In the guards' watchful eyes, the group of maids rushed over again, stroked their eyebrows and lips and even sprayed a ball of powder on his face.

After the clothes were put on, Lord Shan, who was supported by Yingying Yanyan, was completely stunned when he saw the person in the mirror.

Surprised, horrified, crying without tears,

"Who is this **** little white face? Who is it!"

The old mother stepped forward and carefully helped Shan Ye smooth the wrinkles on the golden red python robe.

"Well, His Royal Highness is really handsome and an extraordinary talent."

Huang Dashan trembled his lips,

"Where is Yeluan? What about Yefeng? What did you do to Grandpa Dashan, why can't I get it out with a little effort?"

The old mother pursed her lips and smiled,

"Mother, I have heard of the boundless power of the Prince Prince. How dare you let the Prince Prince stay as it is.....It's just a bit of a side door. After the Prince Prince you figure it out, the antidote will naturally be there."

Shan Ye grinned, showing a shy smile like a white rabbit who thinks he is innocent and kind.

"Well, Momo, I figured it out, I figure it out now, really!"

The old mother still smiled soothingly,

"This mother doesn't count what I said."

Lord Shan was so angry that

"What the **** are you wearing for me... Yeluan, let her get out of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to see her!"

"Zheng!"

With swords and shadows, the female guards' weapons were out of their sheaths and aimed at the mountain master, and their killing intent was so full that they could not wait to eat their flesh.

Shan Ye shivered, and I was a fish. Well, my life matters.

"That... ladies... masters! Ha, ha ha ha..."

Prepare a few witty words to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere so as not to be dismembered. Unexpectedly, the old lady with a smile is really safe and harmless like a "moon". She jumped up and slapped the head of the guard.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

The head of the bodyguard didn’t even blink her eyes, but the old mother jumped and cursed with pain.

"Pig! You pigs with muscles and rust in their brains! The dirty nigger’s piggery is where you should be! Dare to be disrespectful to the Prince? The skin is as thick as pigskin! The old man is mine. Where's the crutches? Bring the crutches to see if I won't kill these bastards!!"

The maids around the old mother came forward one after another, some cursed the guards and some comforted the old mother.

"Mother, don't be upset, don't be angry..."

"Mother, your hand..."

"That's it, to be angry with these silly big guys, they don't mind when they come out to stand guard."

The thing that made Shan Ye dumbfounded happened so naturally.

The head of the female bodyguard, who was sturdy and concealed, pulled up a smiling face abruptly, and lowered her breath in a low voice.

"Grandma, I’m wrong. Isn’t it a ghost that is fascinated? Whenever someone insults my king... there is nothing in my head... I forgot the new Prince of the Left Bank... "

"Humph."

The old mother rolled her eyes,

"Count you acquaintance!"

"For the old man, remember that the Prince of the Left Bank is unusual. You must know what my king has done for him. If you make this kind of mistake again, don't blame the old man for not reminding you."

"This is the old body here. If you change someone else, believe it or not, you can immediately reach my king's ears?"

The female bodyguard knelt on the ground "puff and puff,"

"Thank you grandma for reminding me, thank you grandma for saving my life."

"Get out, get out of here, I'm upset when I see you."

"But His Royal Highness..."

"The old man will deal with it, get out!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The old mother turned around and took a deep kick.

"Don't blame your prince, the servants are ignorant. If your prince feels unreasonable, the old man will kill them all."

Shan Ye's dizziness is more violent, what's wrong with this world?

The head of the female guard is definitely higher than his own strength.

The old lady who walks with her teeth and trembles slaps and apologizes? ! If you don't succumb to your anger, you have to kill him? ?

"No, no need..."

Shan Ye said,

"Um, I seem to be a little dizzy."

The old mother stretched out her vine-like hand, holding Huang Dashan's wrist imaginarily,

"Well, the medicine for the old body may be used a little harder. After all, His Royal Highness is powerful, but he dare not cause any trouble. It seems that he will be wronged by King Qin for a while."

At this time, a maid came from outside the hall,

"Mother, it's time."

The mother checked the whole body of Lord Shan for the last time, and she saw that Lord Shan was terrified, and she was satisfied.

"Sure."