The empress is wild and cool, and I'll help her secure her throne

When Ye Qianxuan closed the door and returned to the bed wearing only a robe, Chu Yao, who was lying in the quilt, had her eyes blurred, staring at Ye Qianxuan's vaguely visible chest and abdominal muscles!

"Master, do you need my services?"

Chu Yao blushed and moved inside, giving Ye Qianxuan the warm space in the quilt.

Ye Qianxuan chuckled, took off his clothes, leaned over and pinched Chu Yao's face: "Of course!"

As soon as he got in, the warmth left by Chu Yao's body embraced Ye Qianxuan's body, and at the same time, a pleasant body fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose!

I just saw Chu Yao simply washing her body, without using any fragrance enhancers like flower petals, so how could it smell so good!

Sure enough, beautiful women all have their own body fragrance!

But before going to bed with him, Ye Qianxuan had to explain things first!

"Chu Yao, once you've rested, spread the word that the corpse-stitcher from Room 5 of Tianzi is hosting a banquet with a hundred tables on Corpse-Stitching Street. All the celebrities in the capital are welcome to attend!"

"Good host."

"By the way, Chu Yao, can you farm?"

"meeting."

"Very good, you plant this sweet potato seedling in the backyard and take good care of it."

After arriving at the Xuanzi corpse sewing room, not only did the area of ​​the corpse sewing room become two rooms, but there was also an extra backyard of one acre in radius, which was just right for growing sweet potatoes!

When this sweet potato seedling matures in the future, it can grow into branches and leaves and produce an acre of sweet potatoes!

Eating sizzling roasted sweet potatoes in winter is the happiest thing!

"What kind of crop is sweet potato seedling? This is the first time Chu Yao has seen it." Chu Yao looked at the sweet potato seedling that Ye Qianxuan took out curiously. This was a crop that did not exist in this era.

"When planting a kind of grain, just pay attention to the temperature and humidity. I believe you." Ye Qianxuan smiled.

Chu Yao couldn't help but feel touched.

These sweet potato seedlings must also be a treasure bestowed by the Empress!

But Ye Qianxuan entrusted it to himself so confidently, which proved that his master really trusted him!

"Okay, Chu Yao will definitely live up to the master's trust!"

Chu Yao carefully put away the sweet potato seedling and placed it on the shelf beside the bed.

Then she hugged Ye Qianxuan, pressed against him, hooked her arms around his neck, and hung her soft body on him. She breathed sweetly into Ye Qianxuan's ear, blushing shyly as she said in a sweet voice, "Master... Chu Yao is still a virgin, I hope you can teach me..."

A pleasant fragrance penetrated into his nose, and Ye Qianxuan was instantly excited!

I really found a treasure!

In the previous life, meeting an inexperienced woman was harder than meeting an alien!

But when he just climbed onto the horse and was about to take action, his expression suddenly became serious, his body tensed, he covered his neck tightly, and fell into Chu Yao's arms in pain!

Chu Yao's face was full of surprise, and she said nervously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Qianxuan waved his hands to show that he was fine, but he must have been furious in his heart!

curse!

It’s this damn demon corpse curse again!

When my temper got stronger, the curse also got stronger!

pain!

It hurts so much!

Doesn’t that mean that I won’t be able to be happy with Chu Yao until I lift the curse?

Ye Qianxuan covered his neck tightly, and at this moment his desire to lift the curse of the demon corpse reached its peak!

"Master, let me rub you!"

Chu Yao also quickly stood up and massaged Ye Qianxuan's neck and relaxed his shoulders, hoping to make Ye Qianxuan feel better.

As the impulse gradually subsided, the tingling sensation on Ye Qianxuan's neck also disappeared.

Ye Qianxuan let out a long sigh and lay back down on the bed in despair.

When I wake up, I will contact Kong Zhongzhi to see if I can use this coal refining technique to exchange for some rare treasures!

"Master, do you still want to sleep with me?"

Chu Yao asked weakly, feeling somewhat at a loss.

She thought it was her fault.

Seeing such a well-behaved and beautiful woman unable to sleep, Ye Qianxuan was about to explode!

But if he said that the pain of the curse prevented him from getting an erection, that would be lame!

"I'm sorry... I don't know how to do that..."

Ye Qianxuan, who was known as the little prince of the club in his previous life, licked his face and sighed helplessly.

Chu Yao's body softened when she heard this.

My master is also a virgin, yet he is willing to give his first time to a lowly maid like me...

"But it's time to sleep with me. The winter in Dongzhou is cold, so it would be nice if you could just sleep in the same bed with me."

Ye Qianxuan said as he pulled Chu Yao back into the bed.

It's so comfortable to sleep with such a sweet and soft embrace!

"Okay... Master, Chu Yao will definitely find some reading materials in the future and work hard to learn how to serve men!"

"Once Chu Yao learns it, she will definitely serve the master well in bed!"

Chu Yao, with an innocent face, raised her little hand and swore to the sky.

Ye Qianxuan smiled bitterly: "Okay, let's go to sleep first!"

"Well! Master, I will go to the bookstore in the market tomorrow to buy some books for the boudoir..."

"Hululu..."

Hearing Ye Qianxuan's snoring, Chu Yao stopped talking, gently covered Ye Qianxuan with a quilt, and hugged his arms tightly.

Looking at the charming and charming man beside her, Chu Yao secretly vowed in her heart that she must quickly learn the 108 kinds of "martial arts" required to serve a man...

……

It was not until the afternoon that Ye Qianxuan slowly woke up!

Ye Qianxuan slept very comfortably this time!

Chu Yao had woken up long ago and had already spread the news of tomorrow's imperial banquet with a hundred tables.

At this moment, I am carefully taking care of the sweet potato seedling in the backyard.

Ye Qianxuan said something to her and went straight to Kuaiji Village.

Kong Zhongzhi was writing calligraphy here in boredom, with the words "How could we be ordinary people like us?" written all over the floor!

The task given by His Majesty is really difficult for this great scholar!

I once dreamed of cultivating myself, governing the country and pacifying the world, but half of my hope was lost as soon as I entered the court!

It’s better to be a weed man!

He could only write desperately to vent his depressed emotions, and at the same time sell these words to earn some money to exchange for wood.

"Dean Kong's calligraphy is exquisitely crafted, with graceful and elegant strokes and subtle and reserved strokes, just like flowing clouds and running water!"

“The strokes are beautiful, the density is alternating, the layout is clever, and the style is unique!”

“It’s really exquisite!”

Ye Qianxuan came over and immediately started to flatter him.

"Friend Ye!" Kong Zhongzhi turned around and saw Ye Qianxuan. His eyes lit up slightly, and then he smiled bitterly: "I thought..."

"You still thought I wouldn't come, right?" Ye Qianxuan said with a smile.

"Yes!" Kong Zhongzhi put down his pen and sighed, "Before I entered the world, those civil servants in the court all addressed me as teacher and dean, and were extremely affectionate!"

"This time, His Majesty has assigned me the task of offering sacrifices and asking for wages. All those civil officials are avoiding me as much as possible!"

"Now I can only rely on selling calligraphy to earn money to buy fuel, but it's still a drop in the bucket!"

"I've experienced the ups and downs of the Eastern Zhou officialdom firsthand!"

After Kong Zhongzhi finished speaking, he looked at Ye Qianxuan eagerly: "Only friend Ye is willing to come and help me at this time!"

"Come on! Come with me, let's go to Zhuangyuan Building to sell calligraphy and poetry!"

"Sacrifices won't bring fire, the only way is to make money!"

Ye Qianxuan smiled but did not move: "Dean Kong, selling calligraphy and poetry only makes a few dollars, but it can't buy several tons of firewood!"

Kong Zhongzhi was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "What do you mean, Young Friend Ye? Aren't you here to help me, but to ridicule me?"

Kong Zhongzhi was feeling upset at the moment, and nothing he heard was pleasing to the ear!

Ye Qianxuan waved his hands repeatedly: "What are you talking about, Dean Kong!"

"You saved my life, how could I possibly come here and ridicule you?"

"It's just that I found a better way to solve this problem of offering sacrifices for firewood!"

"We need Dean Kong's help!"

"Really?!" Kong Zhongzhi's old eyes suddenly lit up, and he was in a good mood: "What do you mean by helping or not helping? It's obviously you who are helping me!"

"Tell me! What solution have you come up with?"

"I would like to ask, is there any underground fire in the territory of Dong Zhou?" Ye Qianxuan asked.

"Underground fire? What underground fire?" Kong Zhongzhi looked confused.

"It's the kind that smoke comes out of the soil and combusts spontaneously without fire."

Kong Zhongzhi sat on a bamboo chair, thought carefully and said, "Two hundred miles south of the city, there is a place called Black Dirty Mountain. There are soil spontaneous combustion there all year round, and there is poisonous gas inside the mountain. Is this what you are talking about?"