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After training with Ling Tian Qing the Devils for over a month, most of the beauties still had revolutionary feelings for Ling Tian Qing.

Furthermore, Ling Qing was knowledgeable and spoke of unfathomable things. He taught them many useful knowledge, such as a woman's maintenance …

If he could arrange the king's life for him at night, then Ling Tian Qing would be like a god to the beauties.

"That song by the Empress is also very pleasant." A few of the beauties sitting below Ling Tian Qing spoke out.

"Still not eating?" Ling Qing said as he listened to the various voices.

Acting was usually something that happened after eating their fill. Ling Tian did not have the habit of appearing onstage hungry.

And her appearance fee is very high...

"Empress, could it be that you're even worse than those actors?" The Empress Dowager laughed coldly as she saw Ling Tian Qing remained unmoved even after the group of beauties talked for a while.

Ling Lingzhi frowned. The empress dowager speaking in such a manner in front of all these beauties was a bit too much to put Ling Tian Qing's identity in her eyes.

Not even looking at the monk's face, he was still sitting here. If he said the Empress was a playboy, then what was he?

"Since the empress dowager cultivates Buddhism, she should know that in the eyes of the Buddhist family, there are no different grades and grades." She stood up and smiled like the spring breeze blowing past her face. "Buddha says that the heart of Buddha is the heart of Buddha, and that the heart of Buddha is the heart of Buddha. Even if you gilded yourself, you would still be able to become a diamond body."

The empress dowager's expression changed, but just as she was about to speak, Ling Qing continued to speak with a smile, "Buddha sees that all living beings are equal, some look at the five grains and the mixed grains. It's the Golden Jade Nectar, and others look at the five grains and the mixed grains, but …" A pile of shit. "Since the empress dowager believes in Buddha, she should understand that the person in her heart is a fecal drain. That's why everything she sees is feces …"

"Qing'er!" Ling Xuejian didn't stop her from retaliating, but his words … Too vulgar.

But it was really sharp and wonderful.

If it wasn't for his status, he really wanted to clap.

In addition, she was smiling as she said 'shit' in a gentle tone, without the slightest hint of disharmony.

It was still very elegant, very tall …

It looks like after the storm the little queen has finally succeeded in raising the B grid.

"Perhaps in the Empress Dowager's eyes, the playboy is like an ant, but in my eyes, this playboy relies on hard work to eat. Compared to the moths of a nation, he is many times more noble." Ling Tian Qing stopped his "excrement theory" with a smile as he spoke to the empress dowager, whose face had suddenly turned pale.

She didn't expect that the woman who wanted to kill her would follow her as the role model for her daughter-in-law that everyone admired. Thus, she spoke without holding back, turned around and walked towards the opposite stage.

He then waved his hand, "Painted Beauty, Beauty Zhou, Beauty Sui … "Come here …"

The beauty of the rehearsal that day (thought) spring, can finally be put on.

The beauties were stunned for a moment before realizing that the time for the performance was up. They all exchanged excited glances, lifted up the hem of their skirts and followed Ling Tian towards the stage.

This bawd was truly reliable. Even though she didn't invite any benefactors, she still gave everyone a chance at critical moments …

Ling Tian Qing was determined to show the empress dowager the cultural wealth of the world.

On the stage, all the silk bamboo had stopped, and the crew had also moved to the side.

Ling Tian Qing looked at her girls passionately. Each and every one of them was beautiful like a piece of jade. If they were to go to Earth, wouldn't her business be going out of the charts?

Unfortunately, Ling Zhi had recently stopped raising horses and did not pick yin to nourish the yang. This made her suspect that the cold poison had done something to him that made him impotent …

Ling Tian Qing stretched out his hand to grab a pipa, adjusting it before walking to the front of the stage and distributing the orchestral instruments among the girls.

The empress dowager still hadn't recovered from her shock and anger. Her face was as pale as paper as her fingers trembled. She hadn't thought that a little girl would scold her so badly!

She had to kill this girl!

Breathing heavily, the empress dowager raised the tea set in front of her after Ling Tian Qing ascended the stage. She stood up angrily and waved her sleeves, leaving the banquet.

A few beauties stepped down from the stage and were about to follow her.

"Don't follow This Dowager!" The Empress Dowager said coldly.

He knew that the empress dowager was furious. Now that she was using this as an excuse to get even angrier, he just sat there quietly and looked at Ling Tianqing, who was busying herself on the stage.

"Eh? The Empress Dowager left? " Ling Tian Qing had just finished setting up the stage, and when he turned around, he saw that the seat beside him was empty.

"There's no harm in singing two lines for This King." Ling Xuanxuan was extremely interested in her after busying herself for a long time as he replied with a faint smile.

"Alright." Ling Qing stood on the stage and looked at him. This stage was built very close to the banquet, and Ling Jin was only five metres away from the stage.

There was only one audience left...

Truly boring …

Still, the beauties were excited, and the beauty brushed against the little queen's belt as she passed behind the Empress, smiling sweetly.

Ling Tian then lowered his voice and said to the beauties, "You can try to snatch the mirror, but you are not allowed to interfere in the position of others."

After she finished speaking, she silently retreated to the furthest corner while adjusting her Erhu.

What the old procuress wanted to do was to count the money behind her back, not to compete with the girls.

Erhu started.

Erhu's voice was always sad and helpless, but Ling Tian's voice carried a hint of happiness — joy from spring worry.

Hiding behind the beauties, Ling Tian cleared his throat. He was singing the famous Kunge drama "Peony Pavilion".

All of the money to decorate the characters, one by one, stood in position. Their eyes were filled with spring, but also had a bit of sadness. Sure enough, they had entered the scene.

Because they themselves were a grudge, a grudge!

"When spring is full of flowers, where have you seen such a beautiful scenery in the middle of spring?"

Jade swallows both around the Cuixuan, butterflies dancing happy, happy unbroken, ten thousand flowers fight.

Green willow tender, leaning on the side of the pond with the wind, worry about the changes of the years, a beautiful smoke, sigh spring light easy to worry about the deep ties.

Look at the peony pavilion, and wait for me to swing up the east wall and call for a spring return. "

The moment Ling Tian opened his mouth, he became even more worried.

The resentful wives became even more resentful …

Even though the empress dowager was furious as she walked into the distance, she was hooked by the myriad of voices. She couldn't help but turn around and look.

The stage was filled with beauties, broken flowers, looked at the moon, sighed, and dreamed …

In that instant, the Empress Dowager's heart suddenly turned sour.

With a single stroke of beauty turned into smoke, it was easy for her to die in the spring.

Weren't the beauties of the harem all like this as they watched spring come and go? Like beautiful flowers, they waited for the grace of the saint to pass away?

Like her...

Although the beauties had all sorts of expressions of desire and dissatisfaction, Ling Chen's eyes were dull as he gazed through the countless beautiful shadows at Ling Tian Qing who was hiding in a corner, babbling and singing a little song.

"Like a butterfly's shadow, he flew past Green Yin Water Palace and deep into the courtyard to meet Su Xin Yu's face.

Gently walking to the side of the stone pavilion, I saw a beautiful figure sleeping, and a delicate fragrance passed down. I was intoxicated, and loved her more deeply. I was so happy that I was almost fated to be there.

This was the first time the beauties had heard such a beautiful poem, and they were all extremely shocked.

Even though the atmosphere was more unrestrained, the relationship between a man and a woman had never been expressed so completely. Only those fireworks could sing such flamboyant words.

However, Ling Tian's singing was much more elegant than the melody. It made the matters in the room even more lively.

Lonely weeping willows, windy shore, sudden Jun Zhaozhang, looking forward to the eternal sympathy.

Do men understand a girl's mind?

When Ling Jing heard her sing this, she stood up and walked towards the stage.

The stage was built very low, and because they were afraid of being "condescending" in front of the king, it was almost parallel to the stage.

Ling Tian Qing did not pay any more attention to Ling Jing, because some of the beauties were actually acting and crying.

As expected … Women were born to be actors!

"So what if it's a beautiful morning? Whose yard would you like to live?

Flying towards the evening sky, the clouds were beautiful, the wind blew in the rain, and the smoke waves painted on the boat.

"That's so despicable!"

Ling Xuanxin suddenly stretched out his hand, signalling for her to stop.

What song is this? What word is it filled in?

Wasn't the singing of soft words provoking a young lustful man?

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The "Peony Pavilion" that Ling Tianqing had created was to show him how much these beauties wanted to be pampered.

"Too soft." Ling Xuexin stared at her, and only said two words.

Was this girl doing it on purpose?

To make up such a melody, to let a stone-hearted person listen to it, everyone would feel... He felt that these women were all old and were incomparably pitiful.

"Soft?" If the king likes hard things, I'll give you a bit more. " Ling Qing walked to the side of the drum and knocked on it. With a light cough, he mumbled to himself, "It would be great if there were a drum."

Ling Zui had been looking at her face all this time. His black eyes seemed to be hiding something, flashing with flickering light.

Drum beats suddenly rang out. A few beauties who were still immersed in the previous scene of the "luxuriant purple that bloomed every time" and the "beautiful scenery of a beautiful morning" were jolted awake.

Since the Kunge was too soft, then the Peking Opera would be fine.

Although she didn't have a deep understanding of theatre, she was still a member of the country, so it wasn't a problem for her to play tricks in front of these laymen.

What Ling Tian was singing was "The Unicorn's Bag".

Fortunately, she had a good memory, and her grandfather was a fan of Beijing Opera. She never forgot to sing the entire passage.

"..." The wind and rain raged outside the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

The curtain only saw a bridal sedan chair, presumably a new wedding bridal.

Laughter on a lucky day, why the tears of the gossamer?

At this moment, he finally understood. There were no rich people in the world.

"There were also those who cried in despair and grief …"

Not long after she started singing, Ling Ying frowned when he saw her beautiful appearance.

"I only know that the fortune of the Dao is fixed for a lifetime, but who would have known that the number of lives will be fixed in an instant.

Back then, I also used to act coquettishly. Even now, I'm afraid I don't believe in the past …

And rebirth, change of personality, nostalgia for the dead water, rebirth from the Sea of Bitterness, and early enlightenment of Lanin. "

"Stop." Ling Xuanxin suddenly said.

What was this song? Although it had a storyline, no matter how he listened to it, it felt awkward. What kind of change in temperament? He felt nostalgic for the dead, and he felt bitter after having been revived …

Why did it sound to him like she was missing a man, whether it was "Peony Pavilion" or the Peking Opera that followed it?