The second letter was simpler, with only three sentences...
A letter was sent from the attic, but it was sent to the Western Regions, Junhai, Longyuan Lake, Binzhou, Qingzhou, and even Linyi, Champa, Jiaozhi, Nanhai and other places outside the region.
After putting away her pen and standing up, Tang Wanrong pressed her light waist a little tiredly.
The loose dress swayed gently, and the bright candlelight reflected the graceful figure lines under the transparent fabric. His fingers fell along the waist and rubbed the buttocks that had been sitting for a long time.
It is said that sitting for a long time can harm the body, ranging from the shape of the body to collapse, to serious cases of sores on the buttocks, and darkening of the skin... Even though Wu Gang has not ascended to the sky and the moon, and the Guanghan Palace is lonely and ownerless, he still has to pity himself.
As I get older, I can't compare to a little girl who always has fine skin and tender flesh, and is moist and moist even if she takes care of herself.
"You are a widow, what do you want to do all day long?"
A man in black jumped down from the roof of the attic, grabbed the window edge, rolled over, and poured a cup of tea.
The black leather night jacket was covered with strips like silkworm cocoons, still showing off the curves of her figure.
There is a handful of long hair tied behind the forehead net scarf, which makes her look quite heroic. There is no veil on her face, but she covers her eyes with a thin black satin.
"Do you dare to say this in front of the Queen Mother?"
Tang Wanrong raised her eyebrows slightly and spread a mat about six feet long and three feet wide in front of the stove.
"The Queen Mother is dignified and elegant, as if she were a fairy. Can she be like you?"
The man in black sneered. She did not dare to act presumptuously in front of the Queen Mother, who was also a widow. However, this tea was really delicious, higher than many teas in the palace.
Tang Wanrong glanced at the man in black. This person was a female military attache in the palace. She served as the Queen Mother's personal guard and was good at assassinations and personal bodyguards.
In the morning, Qin Shou'an punched the golden nanmu door, and Tang Zhong's head was like an eggshell, cracking with just a slight bump, which really made people worried.
The person who may pose a threat to herself is the prince of the palace, so Tang Wanrong naturally cannot rely on the guards in the palace.
She couldn't mobilize the Fenglei Guards from Jiuzhou Prefecture to deal with Qin Shou'an, so she simply asked the palace for him.
This person talks like a stinky woman in the market who relies on the influence of her husband's family and stabs everyone she meets. Fortunately, she does have some skills.
With her here, Tang Wanrong could at least sleep peacefully, so she didn't bother to argue with her.
"I don't believe it. Your Majesty really dares to do anything to you? He has just come back and knows nothing about the situation in the house. He has no one available and few credible channels. He wants to have a dispute with you and put you in trouble."
He's dead too, I think he wants to imitate the Mighty King... No, the end will be a hundred times more serious than the Mighty King."
The man in black held the porcelain white soft tea cup and exhaled with some enjoyment.
Back then, King Weiwu was just teasing the female officials... Tang Wanrong was the princess wearing a phoenix crown and Zhai clothes.
Apart from the Queen Mother, the most noble status for a woman is that of Queen.
The princess's four-panel phoenix crown is second only to the queen's six-panel crown, and is nominally on the same level as the imperial concubine.
As a married woman with a foreign destiny, her status is still inferior to that of a concubine who has given birth to a prince. But if there is a concubine who has not given birth to a prince, it is hard to say who is more honorable.
"If everyone knew how to look ahead and consider the future...ah...ah...weigh the pros and cons and be calm and rational when doing things, the world would have been peaceful...ah...even the government, laws, punishments and prisons would no longer be needed. People would
Everyone is a moral saint, a humble gentleman...ah..."
Tang Wanrong was lying on the mat, lifting her legs, pressing her legs, raising her hands, and buckling her back, doing various actions while talking to the man in black. She would practice for a while every night to benefit her sleep and maintenance.
As the mistress of the palace, Tang Wanrong was pampered and pampered.
But she believes that she can still maintain a soft figure and tight body that is no less than that of a 28-year-old girl, and it is inseparable from her persistence in doing such exercises.
"That's right. I heard that the prince has been acting unscrupulously since he was a child. He led many of the descendants of noble princes and ran rampant in Longyin City. He also established a gang called: Buddha Peeling."
The man in black did not just argue with Tang Wanrong, he nodded and recalled the past rumors in the capital... Just one Langya prince was enough to walk sideways in Longyin City.
What's more, among their group there seems to be the third young lady of the prime minister's house, the illegitimate daughter of the uncle of the country, the governor of Kyoto, the six ministers and the young masters and ladies of the prince's house, all of whom can only be regarded as followers.
"Fo Bo Le."
Tang Wanrong corrected the name of the man in black, "Anyway, you have to follow me during this period of time. These dandies have not known what awe is since they were young——
After eight years of studying martial arts in Tiandao Sect, his temperament is hard to change and he will only become more unscrupulous. I never thought that he would dare to kill the chief steward of the palace with one punch in front of everyone."
"In recent years, the old prince has left things alone. You have firmly grasped the domestic and overseas industries in your hands. There are people in the palace to support you, and you have everything under control in the palace. Everything goes smoothly."
The man in black continued coldly:
"The crown prince suddenly comes back and hits you with a punch that will make your heart tremble. After all, this is the opponent that you can't suppress even with money, power or power. So you still have to slowly adjust your mood and re-examine yourself when facing the crown prince. If you have the right attitude and methods, you will naturally not be as flustered as you are now."
Tang Wanrong was doing a sitting and twisting movement. She straightened her left leg, raised her right leg to hold it down, pressed the cushion with one hand, held her knees with the other, and slowly moved her waist.
She raised her head slightly, her posture was moving, showing off the softness of a woman. Her heart moved, and she felt that the man in black was watching clearly, but it gave her a sense of enlightenment and enlightenment.
"That makes sense."
Tang Wanrong kept her posture still:
"But the prince may not have really let go in these years... When I chatted with the prince today, I realized that the prince and the prince have been writing letters to each other over the years, and the content of the letters is by no means as simple as chatting about family matters."
As for the letter I saw today, "Shou An should marry her", Tang Wanrong would never reveal it.
Not only is it related to her own name and reputation, the most important thing is that if people suspect that she has an ambiguous relationship with Qin Shou'an, it is hard to say what the Queen Mother will think.
"We have not received any information about this matter. If the prince uses the Jiuzhou government office's letter route, it is difficult for Longyin Guard to intervene and spy on anything. A father writing a letter to his son cannot say that they are having an affair or forming a clique. Are you plotting something?" The man in black, who was blindfolded and wearing a silk belt, raised his eyebrows like a sword and frowned slightly.
Tang Wanrong changed her posture, sitting on the ground with her buttocks, supporting her hands on the ground, pushing her feet apart, curling her tailbone and pushing her hips upward, pushing her body forward for a certain distance, and then repeated it after resetting.
During this kind of body-linked exercise, her thinking is always more flexible and clear:
"He didn't bring any luggage with him when he came back. It's impossible for these letters to stay at Tiandaomen forever. They must be sent back... I arranged for people to search for them on the way... I always felt that I had to read all those letters to feel at ease... Uh-huh……"
"What if it's a disciple of Tiandao Sect? I'm afraid your people are not strong enough, so I will arrange for the Dragon Yin Guard to help." The man in black nodded. Since Tang Wanrong said it directly, she didn't mind the Dragon Yin Guard's intervention.
mean.
Tang Wanrong is what she wants, and it's not like she doesn't have martial arts masters available... But the other party hears that she's facing someone from the Tiandao Sect, and she needs to pay more, or owe a bigger favor.
"What's the point of doing this all the time?"
The man in black finished his tea, put down the tea bowl in his hand, looked at Tang Wanrong continuing to maintain that weird posture, and couldn't help but sneered again.
"Don't you martial arts practitioners often need to stand still?"
Tang Wanrong withdrew her pose, and after her breathing calmed down, she stood up and took out a stack of old picture albums from the Huanghuali Duobao grid beside her. She flipped through the pages to the end and handed them to the man in black for review.
"What is this?"
"Don't look down upon them. These movements are quite difficult. Women can make their bodies softer and more flexible if they practice them. You can also practice them, which will benefit you in the future."
The corners of Tang Wanrong's mouth were slightly raised. After practicing, her body became hot, and the fragrant sweat was evaporated into a woman's gentle and jade-like breath. As a female official in the palace, the man in black in front of her should still be as ignorant as a blank sheet of paper when it comes to matters between men and women.
After looking through it a bit, the man in black followed one of the postures, standing on his head, spreading his legs in a straight line, supporting his body with both hands, and lifting up and down easily. "It's quite difficult?"
After saying that, she picked up a rope from Huanghuali Duobaoge, threw it to the beam and went around it. She jumped up and held the rope with both hands. She raised her legs and put them on her shoulders, and her body rotated in the air.
Suddenly up and down, "What's so rare about this? It's like juggling."
Immediately afterwards, she squatted half-squat, pressed her hands on her thighs, raised her waist and pressed her crotch, sat down and raised it again, and did this action a hundred times in a row:
"This book says that if you can do ninety-nine or eighty-one things so quickly... even gods can't stop you? What kind of bullshit gods and useless pile skills are simply child's play."
Tang Wanrong's face was extremely ugly. She muttered a few curse words and angrily reached out and grabbed the booklet: "You have practiced kung fu so well. If you don't want to send you to Wang Xie Fengyue Tower to be the top card, go and get more horses."
Even if the wind comes out, I will be sorry for your abilities!