The Empress’s Gigolo

"Where's Ren Qianqian?" The empress was bored in the palace, got up and went out to breathe. At this moment, it was just dark outside and the palace was bright.

"I was invited to the Yunyan Tower by Tong Shangshu before he came to speak with His Majesty." Red Kitty walked behind the Emperor's jug, and whispered.

"Oh?" The empress thought for a while, but Ren Baqian did come, but she happened to watch the TV show until the critical moment, but she didn't pay much attention.

After thinking about it, the empress uttered a sentence: "That old article! Pull him to Yanyun Tower again!"

"Master Ren has a sense of mind." Red pursed and smiled.

"Men are all cats, and they are not stealthy!" The empress remembered a word often said in TV dramas, and spoke out.

"Well ... Have you to go and see, Your Majesty?" Qing Jie rolled her eyes, exasperated with a bad smile. She likes to see her Majesty tossing the governor.

The emperor walked a little while walking outwards, and a faint heartbeat appeared on her face.

However, a word from the TV series came out in my mind: "You can't force men too tightly. Give them a little space."

Then came a sentence: "You can't give men a chance to eat."

After struggling with the thoughts in her head, the emperor smiled arrogantly, what she wanted to do, and when she should consider the thoughts of these children in the market.

He is Qi Zixiao. If anyone in this world is sorry for himself, the top person will hang him in the city to air dry, and then suppress under the palace square to accompany the erhu fine.

"I don't have the courage to forgive him," the empress said coldly. What's more, Ren Baqian can't turn around in the palace every day. It is not bad for him to deal with those people in the Ministry of Industry.

She still trusts eight thousand.

After speaking, the empress turned and walked into the palace. "I'm bored. I'll change to men's clothing and go to the blue building for fun."

At this time, Ren Baqian looked very strange in Yunyan Tower. It wasn't fun, compassion, or anything else.

The hall is full of members of the Ministry of Industry, including wind throat, Ge Yihong, etc. At this time, although it is not a wave-shaped skeleton, it is also a demon dance.

In addition to Ren Qianqian, empty on both sides of him, he was just drinking, and by the way chatted with everyone about the recent progress in various aspects.

For example, the blast furnaces and hydraulic forging workshops on the 19th River on the south side, such as the promotion of potatoes and pumpkins in the coming year.

He always had to stand in a higher position to look at the development status of Da Yao in terms of workers and peasants in order to plan.

But the group of women who just came in surprised him a little, because he saw an acquaintance in it.

A 28-year-old girl is two eight, not twenty-eight.

The looks are good, the skin is fair, the forehead is slightly wider, and the looks are British. Slightly smeared with fat powder, the whole person looked much softer again. He was wearing a traditional costume of Jingjing people in water blue, with many flower embroidery on his clothes, and several silver rings on his wrists.

This batch of women were sent from the place of Tianjing. Xi Wanya calmed down the place of Tianjing. Some young women were selected from the prisoners' relatives and sent to the Lancheng.

The ones in Yunyan Tower are the top ones. They have just been tuned up today, and today they are dispatched for the first time to pick up customers.

As soon as he entered Yunyan Tower, he heard the wind throat talk about it, and he didn't care too much.

Until the women came in, he saw the woman among them, and suddenly hesitated, even doubting whether it was similar.

It wasn't until he saw the horror and shyness and hatred in the woman's eyes that he was sure she was indeed.

He forgot his name, but people remember it. In addition to the old masters in Yincun, there were also some of their disciples.

This woman is one of them. If you remember correctly, her master is an old lady. Later, she hired a master of magic wheels with a paper umbrella as a weapon.

After Chang Tian died, the old man disappeared with Chang Tian's dead body, and he forgot it.

After all, a master at the pinnacle of the earth wheel is not worth his attention in that situation.

I did not expect to meet her disciples here.

"Where's your master?" Ren Baqin asked.

The girl's face hesitated a few times before sighing, "Dead."

"Why are you here?" What Ren Baqin actually wanted to ask was why you are still here. For the people in Yincun, he has a good impression, at least a group of people who shed their blood for the ideal.

He would rather hope that the people in the hidden village either landed or died, and did not want to see such a woman fall into a place like a blue building and become a doll.

However, when the words came to his lips, Ren Baqian felt that his words should not be so mean, not everyone has his own choice.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to live.

"There are even your acquaintances!" Feng Hou laughed and patted Ren Baqian's shoulder, and Ren Baqian immediately felt the creaking sound of the chair under him.

"I want to ask why I didn't die with the master?" The young girl raised her eyebrows as if she understood the meaning of Ren Baqian's words, and then said words full of hate: "I thought so, but Now I want to live and see how those traitors died, and how you died! "

As soon as this word was spoken, there was a silence around, and everyone in the field looked at her with a smile. In Lancheng, even the martial arts warriors have no access.

Besides, a warrior is no different from an ordinary child. No one cared about her. It was only her thoughts that determined her fate.

Everyone else with the same identity opened her distance in horror, lowering her head and not speaking any words.

"I'll take it away in a while, and I will let you watch it safely and securely." Fengmiao smiled, and determined the fate of the girl.

"If you want to live, you shouldn't say such a thing. You still want to die? Or your heart is swinging alive and tortured? This Yunyan Tower has been tuned for three months, but it hasn't tuned in. You're quite After these three months of training, I didn't want to understand. "Ren Baqian shook his head.

The girl bit her lip and stared stubbornly at Ren Baqian.

"Don't take it away, let me deal with it." Ren Baqian turned his head and said to the wind throat. If the wind throat is taken away, it will not make her feel better, although it will not let her die. She was not as good as a doll for these people.

If you cut off your feet and keep them in the yard, you might as well kill them.

"If your Majesty knows, I'm afraid you're going to be unlucky." Feng throat laughed.

"Your Majesty won't care about such trivial matters." Ren Baqian waved his hands and asked the guard to take the girl to other rooms.

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In a room ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xing Rong with one arm and one eye was sitting in it.

"The director of Zizhu Academy is here. He is going to take one out of the people in this training. He seems to be an acquaintance." A man with a disability said below.

"He's here again?" Xing Rong frowned. The last time he came, Yunyan Tower was almost demolished in half.

"It's Tong Shangshu again?" After much thought, only Tong Zhenye never asked him to come to the blue house.

"Yes."

"If you want someone, you can. The money has to stay. Let people tell him, five hundred and twenty silver." Xing Rong thought for a while.

After a while, someone came in and told him: "It was just three women who came in men's clothes, and one person looked like His Majesty ..."

Upon hearing this, Xingrong's face turned black.

Why is your Majesty coming again ...

You shouldn't let Ren Qianqian come in.