Chapter 8 The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and each other depends on each other

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date="2020-12-22"

title="Chapter 8 The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and each other depends on each other "

weight="113193"

series = ["Marriage Under the Heavens"]

mode = "manual"

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Several sergeants unanimously took off their clothes and handed them to King Anling. They didn't dare to look directly at the naked body of their prince, and they all swept their heads and pretended to admire the fireworks in the sky.

Yan Su led the soldiers for many years, and often mingled with his sergeants. In the winter, he also ordered his sergeants to take off their coats and train with bare arms. He has long been accustomed to seeing naked bodies. It was only the first time that he was naked in front of his sergeant. It was not a shame to say that he had taken it off himself. This time, he was stripped of his robes and lining, and he really couldn't hold back his face. He stretched out his hand and put on the clothes that the sergeant had handed over. He thought of the woman who had picked up his clothes twice overnight. Although her face was calm, her heart was already churning.

He never expected this woman to be so powerful!

Men generally practice martial arts better than women, because men are more powerful than women and have inherent advantages in martial arts. If a woman wants to beat a man, she must spend more time and practice than a man. This woman has taken a unique approach and transformed the female celebrity skills into martial arts, and she is extremely intelligent.

...I am the dividing line of happiness...

Qin Jiu knew that Yan Su hadn't caught up with him, but he ran fast, the wind rushing past his ears, as if a knife was scraping his face.

Finally, she couldn't hold on to the white wall on the side of the street, bending over and vomiting blood. There was a throbbing pain in her left shoulder, blood came out, she reached out and covered it. The same pain hit the right rib, blood poured out, and she reached out to cover it again. There was blood dripping out of her left arm, but she no longer had a hand to cover it.

In fact, she was injured long ago. It's just that the garnet red dress concealed the color of blood, she didn't look so miserable, and she could leave with a cool smile.

She originally thought that she could defeat him, at least she could retreat completely, but she never thought that compared with his martial arts, she was still a lot worse. If it weren't for her brocade, he would be out for a while, she thought she could not peel off his clothes at all.

Loquat quickly chased her behind, saw the blood on her body, and said with a worried expression: "He didn't chase, why should you run so fast. This movement, the blood is not easy to stop! Why are you not so Cherish yourself."

"This little injury is nothing, I can hold it!" Qin Jiuqiang smiled and said, "Oh, how can this be good? It's so late, we are afraid we can't enter the palace tonight, where are we going now? Lodging?" She deliberately changed the subject and said.

Loquat looked around with his eyebrows, but he was helpless.

Qin Jiu looked up and saw that this was the Linglong Pavilion where he had just been like an arrow. It was already late at night, and the tourists guessing lantern riddles in front of Linglong Pavilion had dispersed.

Qin Jiu pointed to Linglong Pavilion and said, "It's really an inexhaustible road. We will live here tonight." As he said, Ming Loquat helped her walk into the pavilion.

Linglong Pavilion is not only a restaurant, but also an inn.

Durian thought: The steward of Linglong Pavilion would not let the demon girl live here. After all, the demon girl took off King Anling's clothes in public.

The steward of Linglong Pavilion is directing the small servants in the pavilion to collect the lanterns. Seeing a few of them go back and forth, they quickly greeted them and said, "Do you want to stay in the store? Please upstairs!"

Durian raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking that since he had been with the demon girl, he seemed to have become stupid, and he couldn't figure out many things. If it were an ordinary store, it would definitely not let the demon girl who was against King Anling stay in the store. Isn't this Linglong Pavilion treating King Anling as respectful as it seems?

The group ordered three rooms, one for Qin Jiu, one for durian and loquat, and one for cherry and lychee. In addition, Qin Jiu ordered the loquat to pay the money and send the bearer away.

Qin Jiu's house is on the third floor. Looking down from the window, you can see the backyard of Linglong Pavilion. Under the dim light, you could see a huge pond in the backyard, which was frozen because of the cold weather and shone with a cold glimmer.

Cherries were carrying hot water, and lychees were holding medicine. The two walked in one after another.

Cherry has a long face, a slender figure and a pretty appearance. Litchi's round face and big eyes are extremely smart and cute.

Qin Jiu leaned on the couch, letting Cherry take off the blood-stained red dress on her body, cleaned up the wounds everywhere on her body, and sprinkled the golden sore medicine on her body, which stopped the blood. Lychee took out a fine porcelain vial and said: "Ninth Master, also put on a little "Wuhen Ointment". This is a special order from the Sovereign. After Ninth Master is injured, he must apply it, otherwise it will leave scars."

Qin Jiu took the "Wuhen Ointment" and said lightly: "I know, I will apply it myself in a while, and you can go down."

Litchi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said carefully: "Then Jiuye must remember to wipe it, in case there is a scar on his body..."

Qin Jiu narrowed his phoenix eyes and said lightly: "Why, are you still worried?"

Litchi was frightened by the chill in Qin Jiu's eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "The minion didn't dare!" After that, he retreated with Cherry.

Qin Jiu clings to the "Wuhen Ointment", her cherry lips are slightly pressed, and the porcelain bottle is almost crushed with force in her hand. But in the end, she didn't pinch it, she just threw the porcelain bottle on the table, but she refused to wipe it anyway.

Even more leaking sounds came from afar, in the dark night, it looked bleak and long.

Qin Jiu was extremely tired, but he was not sleepy.

She took out the lantern that was picked up by the durian and burned the remaining bamboo sticks, fiddling with it under the lamp. The bamboo strips have been burnt beyond recognition, and they are extremely black. Qin Jiu fiddled with it for a moment, and then got black stains on his hand. She picked up a silk paw and dipped it in water to wipe the bamboo strips one by one.

The last bamboo strip was wiped clean, and she gently touched the few lines on the bamboo strip in a daze.

The bamboo strips were burned, and the words were vaguely discernible: Jun's heart is like bamboo, and concubine's heart is like brocade. The sea is dry and the stone is rotten, and each other depends on each other.

It was a woman's handwriting, beautiful and elegant.

You can see that each stroke is carved with heart.

Who could have imagined that such a few lines of characters were carved on the bamboo frame covered by this delicate flower lamp.