Sign in from the Empress Dowager's Palace

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Lu Tianyu said modestly.

"Lu Tianyu..."

Hearing this name, several old men couldn't help but frowned, as if they remembered something, their eyes immediately stared.

"You are Lu Tianyu? Are you the second direct disciple of that kid Jian Chi?"

A man with a childlike face and white hair said.

Lu Tianyu was taken aback, nodded, and said, "Senior?"

"This old man is the former suzerain of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the master of Jian Chi. My name is Liu Mang, my style name is Xuande, and my name is Xiaohuangshujushi."

Said the boy-faced man.

Upon hearing this.

Lu Tianyu was stunned, it turned out to be his grand master.

Lu Tianyu hurriedly said: "My apprentice pays homage to Grand Master. Lu Tianyu has heard of Grand Master's name for a long time. When I saw him today, his reputation is indeed well-deserved. Looking at Grand Master's Tong Yanhefa, you can know that Little Huangshu's name is not in vain. .”

Liu Mang couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said, "I like to hear what you say. Let's go and have some drinks with this old man. I have something to ask you."

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After talking with Liu Mang for a while.

Lu Tianyu just left Liu Mang's residence.

At this time, it was almost dark.

and so.

Lu Tianyu planned to return to the residence arranged by the staff of Yunmeng Zhize, take a shower, and then go to Xuanyuan Yanrou's residence.

So plan.

Lu Tianyu quickly went back and took a fragrant bath.

Changed into snow-white clothes.

Headed towards Xuanyuan Yanrou's residence.

Xuanyuan Yanrou, as a saint among alchemists, has a noble status, so her place of residence should not be bad.

The place where she lives is a palace with a relatively large area, just at the foot of the mountain in Yunmeng Ze.

When Lu Tianyu came here, everything was quiet.

He went up and knocked on the door.

"Is it Mr. Lu?"

A warm and pleasant voice came from the palace.

Lu Tianyu said, "It's me."

"Wait a minute, son, I'll take a shower right away."

Xuanyuan Yan's soft and pleasant voice came again.

When Lu Tianyu heard this, his Adam's apple couldn't help shaking.

There is also a lot of imagination in my mind.

And not long.

The door of the palace was opened.

then.

On that delicate body, Xuanyuan Yanrou, a beautiful woman who was only wearing a white towel, appeared in Lu Tianyu's sight.

But see this beautiful woman.

Possessing a pair of captivating phoenix eyes, charming people's hearts, silver shawl hair, neat bangs, that fair face seems to be a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, slender willow eyebrows, Qiong nose slightly raised, and the small cherry mouth exudes beauty. brilliance.Due to the fact that she had just been washed, there was still a touch of moisture on this beautiful woman's pretty face, and the long hair that hadn't completely dried fell down, making her beautiful and moving.

And those slender, round and snow-white jade legs are completely exposed to the air, making them alluring.

The proud delicate body was also set off by the bath towel, which was flawless and uneven.

Plump buttocks.

Full breasts.

The willow waist with a slender grip.

And the charming arc set off by the bathrobe.

All of them tempted Lu Tianyu's mind.

It made Lu Tianyu's mouth dry.

There was a burst of excitement in my heart.

"Young master, come in quickly."

Xuanyuan Yanrou smiled slightly, very charming.

Lu Tianyu nodded and walked in.

Then, the interior of the palace appeared in Lu Tianyu's eyes.

The palace is not too gorgeous, on the contrary, it is a bit simple and plain. However, it is very delicate in the simplicity. The calligraphy, painting and ink are placed in it, which lacks a sense of elegance and luxury, but has a more scholarly atmosphere.

On the walls of the palace, there are still many famous calligraphy and paintings.

Seeing this, Lu Tianyu couldn't help admiring the painting, and liked it very much. "

Xuanyuan Yanrou smiled slightly, and said: "I have been immersed in alchemy all year round, but whenever I have free time, I like to read poems. I always feel that there are thousands of rivers and mountains, thousands of words in poems, which make people feel peaceful."

Lu Tianyu smiled and said: "So that's the case, to be honest, I'm actually a wet person, and I'm quite accomplished in poetry."

"Oh?"

The beautiful woman was taken aback for a moment, and then said curiously, "Then, can you write a poem?"

Lu Tianyu smiled and said, "Of course."

Say it.

Lu Tianyu took seven steps.

Seven steps into a poem.

"I have it," he said.

"What? So soon?"

The beautiful woman was taken aback. After all, poetry in seven steps is not something ordinary wet people can do.

Xuanyuan Yanrou's moving bright eyes fell on Lu Tianyu.

At this time, Lu Tianyu slowly chanted:

"The emperor of the Han Dynasty paid much attention to color and thought of pouring out the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years.

A girl in the Yang family grew up and was raised in a deep boudoir who didn't know her.

Natural beauty is difficult to abandon, once elected to the side of the king.

Looking back, Bai Meisheng smiled, and the Sixth Palace had no color.

Spring cold showers in Huaqing Pool, hot spring water slides and gels.

The waiter lifted up Jiao's weakness, and it was Xincheng Enzeshi.

The flowers on the temples of the cloud are shaking, and the hibiscus is warming the spring night.

The spring night is bitter, the day is high, and the king does not go to court early. "

Upon hearing such beautiful verses.

The beautiful woman was instantly insane.

I was a little dazed by what I heard, so that the bath towel slipped down slightly, revealing a large and moving spring.

When Lu Tianyu saw this, his heart moved, but he didn't make a sound to remind him.

He continued to murmur:

"Cheng Huan has no time to serve banquets, and Chun Cong spends spring outings at night.

There are 3000 beauties in the harem, and [-] dotes on one body.

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The flower tin was left uncollected, and the Cuiqiao genie jade scratched his head.

The king hid his face and couldn't save him. He looked back at the blood and tears.

Huang Ai is scattered and the wind is bleak, and the cloud stack lingers up to the sword pavilion.

There are few pedestrians under Emei Mountain, and the flags are dull and the sun is thin.

The waters of the Shu River are green and the mountains are green.

Seeing the moon in the palace, the heart is sad, and the night rain hears the ringing of the bell.

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Monarchs and ministers care about each other and stick to their clothes, looking east to the gate of the capital and trusting horses to return.

After returning, the pools and gardens are still the same, and the Taiye Furong Weiyang Liu.

Hibiscus is like a willow and eyebrows, how can I not cry.

In the spring breeze, the peach and plum blossoms bloom at night, and in the autumn rain, when the sycamore leaves fall.

There are many autumn grasses in the South Garden of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red steps.

Liyuan disciple Baifa is new, Jiaofang Ajian Qing'e is old.

In the evening palace, the fireflies fly and think quietly, and the solitary lamp is exhausted to sleep.

The bells and drums are late and the night is long, and the starry river is about to dawn.

The mandarin duck tiles are cold and frosty, and the emerald quilt is cold.

Youyou has been separated from life and death for many years, and the soul has never come to dream.

The Linqiong Taoist priests Hongdu are able to bring their souls to their souls with sincerity.

After thinking about the king, he taught the alchemist to look for it diligently.

Draining the air, rushing like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth.

Going to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, there is nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, I heard that there are fairy mountains on the sea, and the mountains are in nothingness.

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The wind blows the fairy robe, like a feather dance in neon clothes.

Yurong's lonely tears are running out, and a spring pear blossoms with rain.

Looking at the king affectionately, don't have a dim voice.

The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the Penglai Palace has long sun and moon.

Looking back at the people everywhere, there was no dust and fog in Chang'an.

However, if the old thing is expressed affectionately, the alloy hairpin will be sent.

The hairpin keeps one strand and one fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides it.

But the heart is as strong as gold, and the heaven and the earth will meet each other.

Parting diligently re-sent words, the words have vows and two hearts.