Chapter 643: Shangdang Battle (V)

An Lushan has not been sleeping soundly these two days. Not only did he sleep, but he was simply at the level of being unable to think about food and food. He received a quick report from Li Zhuer from Hedong. The female Taoist nun who became a monk in Taiyin Temple in Quyang County was indeed Yang Guifei.

An Lushan was so happy that he fell from the sky. He had insomnia that night. He couldn't even remember what he himself had. When he saw the imperial concubine for the first time, he was obsessed with it. In order to please the imperial concubine, he did not hesitate to search for rare treasures in the world to send them. He would engrave the words "An Lushan Reveal" on each treasure. Over the years, he had not thought about it. The taste of hard thinking not only did not disappear, but made him even more crazy. For this reason, almost all his women took Yang Guifei as the standard. Whether it was in terms of body shape, appearance, or even a look, he would all take them into his harem, but these still couldn't relieve his desire for the imperial concubine. Even to a certain extent, his rebellion was related to his desire to get Yang Guifei.

At this moment, Yang Guifei was right in front of him and was about to be sent to him. An Lushan felt that everything in the world was no longer important. As long as he got this woman, he could give up everything.

In the past two days, An Lushan has already begun to deal with his harem. There are more than a hundred women, some of whom give them away, and some give them some money to return to his parents' home. He doesn't want to leave anyone else. In short, he wants the imperial concubine to take a look. An Lushan only wants her to be a woman.

Early in the morning, An Lushan got up, and his women were all sent away yesterday. Last night, he went to bed early for the first time and rested for a night. He suddenly found that his body was a little flexible, no longer as heavy and tired as before, and his eyes seemed to see clearly what was in front of him. What surprised him the most was that he could stand alone in front of the mirror without help.

This surprised him and was he really too happy. Did he be so arrogant as those bullshit doctors said? This discovery surprised him for a quarter of an hour until his legs were so tired that he couldn't stand.

"Helping me up quickly, I want to change my clothes!"

An Lushan suddenly thought that the imperial concubine was coming, and he couldn't care about the changes in his body. In order to please the imperial concubine, he made a lot of new clothes for himself. When he met for the first time, he had to leave a good impression on the imperial concubine.

Two guards held An Lushan in front of the big bronze mirror. One guard took off An Lushan's outer clothes, looked back at the three robes on the table, and asked in a low voice: "Prince, which one should I try on first?"

An Lushan thought for a while and said, "Wearing a yellow robe, the imperial concubine likes yellow the most."

The robe was very wide, and the silky satin was draped on An Lushan, cleverly covering up his obesity and making him look burly and strong. This effect made An Lushan very satisfied.

"This Du Shizhen Niang has a good craftsmanship. She keeps her in the royal palace and makes clothes for me and the imperial concubine."

"Yes! The villain will make arrangements now."

An Lushan looked in the mirror for a while. He was about to try another white robe. At this moment, there was a sound of running footsteps outside.

"Prince! I'm so happy!"

The guard who came to report the news changed his voice. He held a scroll and a letter in his hand. An Lushan didn't care about his incompetence for scolding him and asked with anticipation: "What's the matter?"

"Prince, Li Zhu'er has arrived in Hengzhou. This is a portrait of the imperial concubine sent by Xu Huajiang and a letter from Li Zhu'er."

"Give it to me!"

An Lushan took the portrait and letter as if he was holding a priceless treasure. He sat back to the table and slowly unfolded the scroll carefully. His thick cheeks were so nervous that he shivered and even held his breath, for fear that he would breathe heavily and would desecrate the beauty in the painting.

Xu Huajiang was originally a painter in the Luoyang Palace, and his level was naturally extremely high, but he had never seen Yang Guifei, so the beauty of the imperial concubine he drew was what he is now.

An Lushan had a slightly better vision today and could barely see Yang Guifei in the painting. She saw the beauty wearing a Taoist robe without makeup, giving people a fresh feeling. An Lushan hadn't seen Yang Guifei for five or six years. The specific appearance of Yang Guifei was a little blurred in his memory, but when he saw the beauty in the painting, An Lushan suddenly remembered the concubine she had seen at a palace banquet many years ago, which was her! An Lushan's hand trembled with excitement.

He was still a little suspicious, but when he saw this painting, his last doubt disappeared. He actually felt like crying. Has the imperial concubine arrived in Hebei? There are three days left and I will soon become his woman.

"Prince, there is also a letter." The guard carefully reminded him.

Only then did An Lushan remember that there was a letter from Li Zhuer. Li Zhuer didn't know much about literacy. The letter was written by him oral and copied by others, and it was Li Zhuer's usual colloquialization.

An Lushan picked up the letter and opened it open it, and hurriedly looked at it. His mood, which was so excited that he was almost boiling, suddenly became cold. The imperial concubine refused to leave in Hengzhou and shouted that she would go back to Chang'an, otherwise she would commit suicide.

He hurriedly looked down again, and couldn't help but rush to the crown, slammed the table and cursed: "Damn that bitch!"

It turned out that a maid joked with the imperial concubine, saying that she was going to give her to the Khitan chief. The imperial concubine believed it and cried and hanged herself. Fortunately, she was rescued, but she refused to leave. She got a knife from somewhere. Whoever dared to persuade her to leave, she would commit suicide.

At the end of the letter, Li Zhuer said: "The Imperial Concubine was determined. She said that unless she saw His Highness, she believed that she was going to Youzhou, otherwise she would definitely send her to the Hu people. She wanted to commit suicide. His Highness, the Imperial Concubine, suffered repeated setbacks, which was very pitiful. The Imperial Concubine was quite nostalgic to His Highness. The slave suggested that His Highness come to pick her up in person to show His Highness's sincerity. The Imperial Concubine would be grateful and serve His Highness with all her heart!'

Seeing the six words "Serve Your Highness with all your heart", An Lushan felt that his heart was about to melt. He could no longer bear it and shouted: "Prepare the carriage quickly, I'm going to Hengzhou!"

"Your Highness, Hedong is in a war. It is not appropriate for you to leave Youzhou now..."

A guard was about to persuade An Lushan, but An Lushan turned around and slapped him to the ground, "Bastard! Do you want me to die? Someone came, drag him out and beat him to death!"

Several warriors rushed up and dragged the guards out. The guards cried and begged for mercy, "Your Highness, for my loyal service to you, spare me!"

An Lushan was still angry and cursed: "Beat to death! Beat to death!"

The guards were dragged down, and the other guards next to them hurriedly ran to prepare the carriage. The prince was going to Hengzhou, and no one dared to say the word "no".

Half an hour later, An Lushan hurriedly set out under the escort of three thousand guards, left Youzhou, and headed towards Hengzhou.

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At the Zhending County Villa, the unbearable moans for half an hour finally ended. The so-called "Niu Concubine" was gone. All those who covered their ears breathed a sigh of relief and put down their hands. Several maids blushed and said heavily, "Shameless fat woman!"

After a moment, Shi Siming sorted out his clothes and walked out of the room with a satisfied and proud smile on his face. It was not because this woman looked like Yang Guifei, he was not as obsessed with Yang Guifei as An Lushan. He played with this woman because An Lushan yearned for this woman very much.

As long as An Lushan yearns for, Shi Siming must possess everything he likes to do first. This is his favorite thing. What Shi Siming wants is the feeling of conquest. When he conquered this woman, he felt that he had conquered An Lushan.

Shi Siming spat a heavy mouthful of bloody saliva and then walked away. At this time, Li Zhu'er quietly walked to the door, leaned into the room and saw a pile of white flesh lying on the couch. The woman's chest was up and down, and she was so tired that she almost exhausted.

Li Zhu'er winked at several maids and ordered: "Clean up for her and make up your makeup."

After saying that, he turned around and left. He actually hated this woman very much. He thought he was a real concubine and scolded him all day long. If An Lushan hadn't wanted this woman, he would really want to stab her with one knife. If Concubine is really like this, Li Zhu'er would rather go and hang him.

Just after walking a few steps, a guard ran over, "Brother, the deputy coach wants to see you, follow me."

"OK!"

Li Zhu'er turned around and followed him. Shi Siming stood at the gate of the yard, waiting for Li Zhu'er. Li Zhu'er stepped forward and knelt down and said, "I'm here to see the deputy commander!"

"Young man, don't be polite, get up quickly! get up quickly!"

Shi Siming smiled and pulled Li Zhu'er up like a chicken. Li Zhu'er suddenly hit her heart. A few days ago, Shi Siming was not like this. At that time, he helped him up with both hands, patted his knees, and patted him off the dust, which moved him. Now, holding his shoulders, he pulled him up, making him feel that his shoulders were pinched and hurt. Shi Siming's subtle attitude change made Li Zhu'er suddenly become scared.

He secretly glanced at Shi Siming and found that although his smile was still the same, there was a trace of cruel light hidden in his eyes. Li Zhuer immediately lowered her head and her legs trembled slightly. He had realized that Shi Siming would definitely kill him to silence him after he succeeded.

"Brother, what else did An Lushan's guards come in the morning, besides delivering letters?"

In the morning, An Lushan sent a guard to deliver a letter, which was already in Shi Siming's hands, but Shi Siming always felt that An Lushan should have a verbal message.

An Lushan did bring a message, and he would not write some secret words on paper. He asked Li Zhuer to serve the imperial concubine well. There was a hot spring nearby, so he asked Li Zhuer to take the imperial concubine to soak in the hot spring first.

But a flash of inspiration in Li Zhuer's mind, and she whispered: "The prince wants a painting of the imperial concubine without clothes, so that Painter Xu can paint it for him well, and someone will come to pick it up tonight."

"This old pervert!"

Shi Siming narrowed his eyes and cursed, saying, "He believed that this was true, and such words could not be written on paper, so he could only say them privately, and then smiled and said, "Okay! Please tell Painter Xu to draw a picture quickly, and make the old erotic ghost burn in desire and come here desperately."
Chapter completed!