Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

The eldest prince did not expect to meet such a young and talented person when he attended his second sister's birthday party.

The eldest prince was ecstatic in his heart!

It's just God helping me.

In the eyes of the eldest prince, coming here is a matter of fate.

It's destiny.

When I was 7 years old, I got a divination master who was proficient in Ziwei Dou Shu and performed a divination.

The hexagram revealed that he was destined to lead the imperial path. As long as he had enough staff to assist him, it would be easy to become the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The eldest prince looked with burning eyes at the center where the awe-inspiring righteousness erupted, where Zhao Qingpei was.

For this young talent, he is already destined to win.

Thinking of this, the eldest prince's hand holding the seat became stronger.

Sitting on the seat. Zhao Qingpei has reached the state of selflessness.

Also benefiting was Sheng Yingting who was sitting next to Zhao Qingpei.

Sheng Yingting concentrated on grinding the ink.

The awe-inspiring righteousness soaring into the sky did not suppress Sheng Yingting in any way. Instead, it was like washing the meridians and cutting off the meridians, continuously flowing through the meridians of Sheng Yingting's body, washing away Sheng Yingting's foundation with a large amount of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Sheng Yingting's upper limit is constantly being refreshed!

Zhao Qingpei was able to write the poem "Xia Ke Xing" completely and easily.

It was entirely because Sheng Yingting was sitting aside.

As a top villain, Sheng Yingting has countless opportunities.

The awe-inspiring righteousness exuded by Zhao Qingpei seemed to be an opportunity for Sheng Yingting.

If only Zhao Qingpei knew that the current situation was all caused by Sheng Yingting.

He will definitely hug his little wife's thigh tighter immediately!

Zhao Qingpei continued to write.

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.

When I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.

He will be eating Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.

Three cups of vomiting promise, the five mountains are lighter.

The four lines of poetry in Zhao Qingpei's writing are like a dragon swimming in the water, and they are easily printed on the paper.

Each stroke is endowed with an active breath like life.

Wen Sheng, who was sitting in the carriage, rushed towards the second princess's residence as quickly as possible, his eyes gleaming.

The four lines of poetry that Zhao Qingpei had just written slowly emerged in front of the literary saint.

"When it's done, I brush off my clothes and go away, hiding my merits and fame. When I'm leisurely passing by the Xinling Mausoleum to drink, I take off my sword and sit in front of my knees. I will eat Zhuhai from the sun and hold my cup to persuade the marquis to win. After three cups, the five mountains will be lighter."

"Can this really be written by a human being? The free and easy spirit is reflected in front of your eyes."

Putting aside the terrifying aura of righteousness, this literary talent has already amazed the literary saint!

As a literary sage of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Lao Yao is not 100% sure to write a poem that can match the height of this poem.

As a literary sage of the Great Xia Dynasty, his accumulation of awe-inspiring righteousness did not come from a single poem.

Reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and writing thousands of poems have accumulated to the current state.

And this poem can almost crush thousands of his own poems.

Wen Sheng's hands on his knees were trembling slightly.

Unparalleled genius!

It wouldn't be surprising if it was just a line of poetry that was written accidentally. Together with the awe-inspiring righteousness evoked by the four lines, it was raised to a higher level.

"Hurry up and drive over quickly!"

Wen Sheng urged.

"Teacher, why don't we Yu Kong go there?"

"Do you really think that the Great Zhou Prohibition is child's play!"

In the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, one cannot travel in the air because of the emperor's favor.

This is an iron rule, otherwise with the eager attitude of Wen Sheng. We took the first flight already!

During the time it took to rush to the second princess’s residence.

This great righteousness has not only not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger.

As a student of Literary Saint, Jiaqing became more and more surprised.

…

At the same time, Wen Sheng was not the only one who noticed the condition of the second princess's residence.

There are also Mr. Gu Wei, Zhao Zongze and Zhao Qingpei’s staff in the Zhao family’s residence.

Gu Wei was playing chess with Zhao Zongze.

Gu Wei picked up the black chess piece, his raised fingers never falling.

"Mr. Gu, I haven't seen you hesitate in making a move for a long time. Is it my little son who bothers you?"

Gu Wei smiled.

"No wonder, it's just that the awe-inspiring righteousness attracted me."

"Haoran Zhengqi, the scholar's talent will make Mr. Gu Wei notice that he is probably a big Haoran Zhengqi."

After saying that, Zhao Zongze continued to make moves.

Obviously he didn't take it seriously.

Zhao Zongze, a warrior, has always looked down upon the corrupt Confucian's awe-inspiring righteousness.

Learning martial arts and strengthening one's body is a power gained step by step. The awe-inspiring righteousness that corrupt Confucians can acquire by reading some words and writing some words are all useless in Zhao Zongze's opinion.

They are all false.

"There are three thousand avenues, each with its own reality and reality. An incredible talent appeared at the Second Princess's banquet. Sir, let's go and have a look."

Gu Wei had some thoughts.

"Speak up if you have anything to say."

Gu Wei Luozi spoke.

"Zonghengjutsu."

After saying these three words, Zhao Zongze also stopped.

"Mr. is still more skilled."

Zhao Zongze stood up slowly.

"Sir, are you going to visit the second princess's mansion together?"

"That's really what I meant!"

…………

In the Zhao family's mansion.

Grandma Sun looked up and looked out the window and sneered.

"Furu."

He rose to the window and closed the window heavily.

…………

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and vitality are born.

He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first.

The two heroes of Qianqiu are famous in Daliang City.

Three sentences fell.

Cen Wu, who was standing in front of Zhao Qingpei, could hardly stand.

On the speeding carriage, Jiaqing raised his head and glanced at Haoran, who was even more upright.

"teacher!"

"I saw."

“After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and energy are naturally revived.

He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first.

The two heroes of Qianqiu are famous in Daliang City. "

The chivalrous spirit is even stronger, but...

"Where is Yanzhao? Who is Zhu Hai, Lord Xinling, and Hou Ying?"

Wen Sheng was a little confused.

Besides the Zhou Dynasty, is there Yanzhao?

Wen Sheng was confused.

…………

Gu Wei and Zhao Zongze were about to arrive at the second princess's residence.

Zhao Qingpei's poem has reached the last two sentences.

Zhao Qingpei is in the whirlpool. By now he was sweating profusely.

His forehead was already covered with sweat, and the hand holding the penholder was shaking slightly.

The zhenqi circulation in the body has reached its limit.

Writing a poem would literally cost him half his life.

That's how Zhao Qingpei feels.

Now only the last two sentences remain.

Zhao Qingpei had an arrow on the string and had no choice but to shoot.

"Even if the bones of a hero are fragrant, I will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.

Who can write to your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra? "

! ! !

With his pen shaking, Zhao Qingpei finally wrote the last two sentences.

Bloodshot eyes, trembling hands and bleeding teeth.

The pressure on Zhao Qingpei was also unimaginably great.

Zhao Qingpei really felt like he would lie on the table if it wasn't for his sword power that penetrated the sky and continued writing with his chivalrous spirit.

It's terrible!

Writing poetry here is really life-threatening!

Zhao Qingpei breathed heavily.

The awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth was completely gone.

Sheng Yingting took out a handkerchief and wiped Zhao Qingpei's sweat. His face was full of distress.

"Master..."

boom! !

I originally thought that Haoran's righteousness had disappeared.

Someone is preparing to see who the young genius who wrote this poem is.

A terrifying golden light erupted from the ink paper.

Then bursts of melodious bells echoed throughout every inch of land in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Boom, boom, boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

Boom, boom, boom!