When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 639

As we all know, patience is a skill worth studying for a lifetime.

At this moment, Zhang Ji is learning to be more patient under the guidance of Li Yanyan.

"Hiss, my lady, you can go faster."

"Please speak softer." Li Yanyan, who was kneeling on the cushions, finally got a moment to breathe. She glared at Zhang Ji with her beautiful eyes, "If anyone notices, I will fight you to the death."

Zhang Ji was noncommittal. Li Yanyan said this as if she was completely forced, but she did not stop what she was doing when she spoke, and immediately started to use her words after speaking.

"My dear, your body is much more honest than your mouth."

Zhang Ji looked at the spot on the light yellow cushion that was obviously darker. He stretched out his hand with a half-smile, stroked his white collarbone, climbed the soft mountain of fat, and fell into the sea of ​​snow, unable to escape.

"Well."

Li Yanyan bit Shuishui Run's thin lips, her eyes became watery, and a thin mist appeared, but she did not use her free hands to stop Zhang Ji's frivolousness. Her delicate body, which no one had dared to touch except the maid, unconsciously leaned a little towards the man, as if she was actively craving for the man's frivolity.

The white sea of ​​snow kept changing its shape in Zhang Ji's hands, until after a long time, Zhang Ji suddenly exerted force with his hands. The pain made Li Yanyan want to let go and let out a cry of pain, and at this moment, a lamp for Li Yan The hot tea made by Yaner has been brewed.

Li Yanyan was caught off guard and drank a cup of hot tea, but she was not prepared. She choked on the hot tea and coughed repeatedly, staring at Zhang Ji with her beautiful eyes resentfully.

Facing Li Yanyan's resentful gaze, Zhang Ji leaned down and gently wiped the corners of Li Yanyan's mouth with a handkerchief. But before Li Yanyan could be moved by Zhang Ji's gentle behavior, her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something. Immediately, he frowned, grabbed Zhang Ji's hand, and shouted softly.

"You handkerchief!"

"Isn't that the handkerchief you just used to wipe off the remnants of me? How can you use this to wipe my mouth!"

Li Yanyan was so angry that she really wanted to slap Zhang Ji hard, but the small amount of physical and mental satisfaction prevented her from doing so.

"Hey, the queen just lost too much water. This is called 'take it from the queen, use it to the queen'."

"The foreign minister just thinks that the empress has worked hard just now and wants to compensate the empress."

"But since the empress doesn't like it, then the foreign minister will try another way."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Yanyan felt a force coming from her smooth and tender shoulders and pushed herself down on the cushion. However, the force from her shoulders was obviously not small, but the moment she finally fell on the cushion, Yet extremely gentle.

Zhang Ji looked at the pretty face close at hand, pulled off the bra that had already been only half-covered by Zhang Ji's previous pull, lowered his head and pressed it on, nibbling gently.

The fairy-like Li Yanyan really made it difficult for Zhang Ji to suppress the passion in his heart, but just as he had just stopped his efforts at the last moment and gently placed Li Yanyan on the soft cushion, Li Yanyan had a feeling that even if we go to the clouds and rain together, It also has a feminine temperament that people can’t bear to be hurt by rough movements.

Just as Zhang Ji was slowly taking off her outer defense piece by piece with Li Yanyan's push, Li Yanyan suddenly remembered something and stared to the left.

"No, no, not here."

Li Yanyan resisted Zhang Ji's movements, as if there was some savage beast where she just looked. Zhang Ji also followed Li Yanyan's gaze. That was... a wooden sign?
No, no, that seems to be a spiritual tablet.

My late husband, Mr. Xiong, has finished his position!

At this time, Zhang Ji remembered that the Chu people seemed to have the custom of placing the memorial tablets of important deceased relatives, such as parents and couples, on the left side of the hall at home.

Chu people are superstitious and must light candles and burn incense in front of the spiritual place every seven days, hoping that their deceased relatives can rest in peace under the nine springs and protect the living.

"So... today also happens to be the 'seventh day'?"

Zhang Ji's voice was slightly trembling. Li Yanyan bit her lip and nodded, thinking that Zhang Ji was also worried about bumping into the dead soul, and immediately said: "So... at least go to my boudoir, not here..."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

If there is anyone who knows the souls of the dead the most in today's world, it is none other than Zhang Ji himself.

With the martial arts of the three-legged cat when King Chu Kaolie was alive, he was probably at the third-rate level at best. How could he leave behind a dead soul?

According to what Zhang Ji has learned by reading the books in Tianlu Pavilion and Shiqu Pavilion over the years, if they are the souls of princes, even if they were weak in cultivation during their lifetime, they can still be preserved and meet the kings of later generations at certain specific times.

According to the "Secret History of the Qin Palace" written by the Qin people themselves in the Qin Palace, King Qin Zhaoxiang once met King Qin Huiwen drunkenly when Ji Yan, King of Zhou Nan, organized the third alliance, and talked about the future of the Qin Kingdom. Time will come to an end.

However, this was only a unilateral statement by King Qin Zhaoxiang. The historian sent to the Qin Palace did not allow others to read the daily notes, and was unwilling to comment on this supernatural incident. In the end, it became an unsolved case, and the world also believed that This was just an excuse for King Qin Zhaoxiang to encourage him.

But according to Xunzi, Chisongzi and Donghuang Taiyi, this is not nonsense.

Originally, King Kaolie of Chu might still have a chance to return temporarily, but since Lord Wu An fought to liberate the two capitals of Yan and Ying, and then fought to burn Yiling, burning all the tombs of the Chu royal family of all dynasties, he was cutting off Chu's power. The national destiny of the country has even cut off the possibility of these ancestors of Chu State appearing.

Pity!
Zhang Ji caressed his chin gently and put his hands around Li Yanyan's legs and waist. The sudden weightlessness made Li Yanyan feel unsteady and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around Zhang Ji's neck.

Looking into those misty beautiful eyes, Zhang Ji hugged Li Yanyan towards the place where the tomb of King Chu Kaolie was placed.

The spiritual tablet made of golden nanmu exudes a faint aroma of nanmu. The sunlight passes through the window and falls into the house. The spiritual tablet exudes a faint golden luster. It is worthy of the name of "golden nanmu".

Similarly, the sun shines on Li Yanyan's almost half-naked white body, as if covered with bright morning glow, the embossed fat mountains and snow sea, the slender and delicate shoulders as sharp as a knife, and the little man who is not full of a hand. Waist, it makes people have evil thoughts.

Zhang Ji pulled Li Yanyan's head forward, his blurred eyes inadvertently revealed a bit of charm, but more of it was weakness and shame.

"Don't...don't be here."

Li Yanyan's chest heaved rapidly, tears welled up in her eyes again, and while she begged Zhang Ji, she didn't make any move to resist.

Zhang Ji hugged Li Yanyan's slender and flexible waist from behind, and straightened his waist slightly. With a cry of pain, Zhang Ji pulled this fairy with celestial energy down from the clouds to the mortal world.

(End of this chapter)