The Bewitching Master of the Qing Dynasty

"what--"

There was a scream from outside. Xueli curled up tightly in the quilt and looked up at the same time as the little emperor.

Then I heard Liang Jiugong outside beating a guard in anger.

"You're quite a big guy, what are you yelling about?"

The guard looked aggrieved: "I failed in my duty. I will reflect on my mistakes facing the wall!"

"You! Okay, then go to that corner and reflect on your mistakes!" Liang Jiugong had a look of gloating on his face, but he tried hard to pretend he didn't know.

The big guy looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears!

"Your Majesty, there is nothing happening outside!" Liang Jiugong replied.

"Hmm!" Little Kangxi turned around and saw Xueli smiling with her little white teeth. "What are you doing, you mischievous ghost?"

"Are the people outside scared? My voice is so low!" Xue Li's soul wanted to laugh when she saw the aggrieved look of the big guard.

A few guards even turned their backs and laughed at him with glee.

"They are martial artists, with sharp ears and eyes!" Little Kangxi explained. "Qiongju, please continue! Why do I feel that your story is a little wrong? Are those footsteps from the scholar's wife? Isn't she dead?"

Xue Li looked mysterious, then continued speaking.

"The scholar heard the footsteps while half asleep and half awake. He regained consciousness but could not open his eyes. He felt as if something was sticking to his eyes!"

"Is this a nightmare?!" the little emperor added.

Xue Li puffed her face and looked at him fiercely.

"Qiongju is very smart, Qiongju, keep going!" The little emperor couldn't help but smile with his eyes curved.

"That night, the footsteps were heard in the room again, and this time they came to the head of his bed, and the footsteps stopped. The scholar was so frightened that his soul was gone. He wanted to struggle to get up, but he didn't have the strength at all."

"Suddenly!" Xueli's voice was faint, "The scholar felt his neck was icy cold, as if a pair of soft hands were touching it, and then pinching it fiercely!"

"Oh my god, wuwuwu..." A sobbing voice came from outside the house, and Liang Jiugong's angry scolding could be vaguely heard again.

The little emperor was probably in a good mood and didn't mind. On the contrary, he couldn't stop laughing when he heard the noise outside.

Xue Li felt that she had made a mistake. This was a fucking horror story. Why was she laughing so hard?

The little emperor saw the resentment in Xueli's eyes and tried hard to stop laughing.

Xue Li pouted and continued talking!

"It was as if the scholar's neck was really being strangled, making it difficult for him to breathe! The scholar's face was hideous, and he struggled frantically but to no avail. Just when he was on the verge of death, he heard a cock crowing, and the force on his neck suddenly disappeared. The scholar breathed a sigh of relief, and hid in the quilt trembling with fear."

The coordination of Xue Li's expression and tone, coupled with the tranquility of the night.

The atmosphere became so lively that the little emperor began to cooperate, which was a rare occurrence.

"The scholar was extremely frightened, and he traveled more than ten miles to the next county town, where he found a famous lame Taoist priest and told him about his situation over the past few days. The Taoist priest said that he was haunted by an evil spirit, and today was the seventh day after the evil spirit came, and it would definitely come back to take him away."

"When the scholar heard this, he was so frightened that he lost his mind and asked how he could resist it. The Taoist asked him how the woman died. How could the scholar tell the truth? He only said that the woman died of illness and his family was poor and had no money to save her, so she hated him and made trouble for him. His story was reasonable, so the Taoist believed him and drew a talisman for him, asking him to go home tonight. After nightfall, he should hide under the bed with the talisman, saying that the evil ghost could pass through walls, teleport and possess a human body, but it could not bend over, so the evil ghost could not find him. As long as he could survive until dawn, he would be safe from now on."

"The scholar went home as he was told and hid under the bed at night. After midnight, the female ghost came as expected. She heard footsteps in the room, moving from the door to the bed, getting closer and closer!"

"Hiss...Master, I'm scared!" Xue Li burst into tears when she heard the young eunuch outside hugging Liang Jiugong's thighs.

Liang Jiugong held the whisk tightly with his legs shaking and his face wooden.

Liang Jiugong: The master is also afraid...but he doesn’t say it.

"The scholar thought everything was safe, but he didn't expect the voice to stop by the bed, as if it was right next to his ear. A cool breeze blew, as if someone was whispering in his ear! After a long time, there was no movement. He thought the evil ghost had left, so he turned around and looked. Guess what he saw?"

When Xue Li said this, she wrapped herself in the quilt and shrank her head, with fear all over her face!

Damn, I’m scared of telling myself this!

"What did you see?" the little emperor asked as he came over to grab her quilt. Xue Li held on tightly and refused to let go.

"He saw a head lying on its back, the blood on the head had dyed the ground red, and the eyes were staring at him! When the evil ghost saw the scholar turned his head, his face instantly became extremely ferocious." Xueli said, while shouting with fangs and claws, "The evil ghost shouted in a shrill voice, 'Evil dog, give me your life!'"

"what--"

"hiss--"

"Mother!"

There were sounds of fear outside one after another. The little emperor was not frightened by Xueli's story, but was frightened by the screams outside.

I was so angry when I realized what was going on!

"quiet!"

The air suddenly became quiet, and Xueli quietly added: "It's just a fictional story!"

Who should I blame? Blame her? Of course I can't blame them. If I have to blame someone, I should blame them for being sharp-eyed and sharp-eared.

Xue Li hid quietly in the bed and dared not come out.

The little emperor laughed out of anger instantly.

"You are so brave!"

Xue Li felt like crying but had no tears.

"How dare you snatch the quilt from me!"

"It was clearly the Emperor who was fighting with me for the quilt!" Xue Li stuck her head out and said this, then hid again.

The little emperor lifted the quilt from under her and slapped her on the butt.

"Oh? What in this world doesn't belong to me?"

"I am also the emperor's!" Xue Li simply took off her underwear, and her rosy white buttocks trembled like two juicy peaches.

The little emperor didn't say anything. After a long pause, he couldn't help but took a bite.

"Ah~" Xue Li couldn't help but scream.

The little emperor suddenly got into bed, and the two of them started to quarrel.

The next day, he went to pay his respects to the Queen.

This time, the Queen deliberately looked at Xue Li a few more times.

Among so many women, Xue Li's appearance is not outstanding, so it is only because she is a palace maid who knows the world.

The emperor is just thinking about old times!

What’s more, there are so many flowers in the harem that the emperor hasn’t picked them yet!

The queen felt relieved after she came to her senses and joked with everyone.

Occasionally stab Concubine Niuhulu.

Concubine Niuhulu pushed back neither hard nor soft.

The queen was so bored that she asked everyone to leave.

In the days that followed, Concubine Niohuru, Concubine Majia, and Concubine Ulanara all slept with him.

It was obvious to the naked eye that Ma Jia was very much in the young emperor's favor.