Thinking of the Gong Prince, the Monk King's heart thumped. They were love rivals and Cixi's male companions, but under the cunning Cixi's teachings, they all wanted to monopolize Cixi's body and become her flesh and blood.
Therefore, whenever they met Cixi in secret, as long as they saw each other, one of them would definitely turn around and go home, afraid that they would be unlucky for the rest of their lives.
If the monk king met Prince Gong when he visited Cixi, he would turn around and go home. He would ask his family to prepare hot water. He needed to cleanse himself and wash away the unhappiness he felt after seeing Prince Gong.
Later, he found out that every time the Gong Prince saw him, he would go home to take a bath to wash away the evil aura. He was extremely angry and felt that the old pervert Gong Prince must have secretly learned his own moves. He had no ability, but he had to steal chickens and dogs to maintain his face.
Thinking of Cixi's pure white body, the monk king felt that it was a pity for Prince Gong to touch her body. What right did a stupid villain with no taste have to touch the body of the Qing mother?
Sometimes, when the Monk King's temper flared up, he would think of the weapons he was good at. He wished that he could order his Eight Banners Disciples to trample the Gong Prince's Mansion and drag the Gong Prince out to behead him in public to vent his anger.
However, he only dared to imagine and did not dare to fight with Prince Gong. He was afraid that Cixi might stand on Prince Gong's side at the critical moment and command the entire Manchu Dynasty to become his enemy. The monk king could only admit defeat.
After all, Cixi's current status was due to Prince Gong's support. Without Prince Gong, Prince Su and the others would have definitely taken Cixi's life.
Moreover, the Gong Prince controlled the Eight Banners Imperial Army and the Green Camp Guards in the capital. The Monk King's army was a field army. Although there were many people, they could not return to the capital at will. Every time he returned to the capital, other than a few personal attendants, he was basically alone.
Therefore, once he met with Prince Gong, he would not be able to gain any advantage in the capital. If his legs were not agile, he could only surrender and let Prince Gong punish him. With the grudge between them, the monk king could not escape the fate of Su Shun.
The Monk King thought about it and felt that he was not a match for Prince Gong. He could only sigh deeply. He was temporarily unlucky to have encountered a smart and cunning opponent. He could only think about it carefully and not be too hasty.
He could only shift most of his attention to the uprising of Long Hair, which had already become a raging fire. Through the success of suppressing Long Hair, he would gain the attention of the entire court and let everyone know the importance of the monk king. At the critical moment, it was the monk king who provided protection for the royal family and nobles.
If it was just Prince Gong alone, relying on the group of Imperial Army soldiers he commanded, they would be a bunch of tofu dregs outside the capital. They would only be suitable for Long Hair to practice and consolidate the Qing Dynasty. They still had to rely on the Monk King's Iron Cavalry.
After Cixi and the King Monk finished their secret discussion, she called for the palace maids to serve the King Monk a meal. Of course, she also wanted to use the alcohol to attract the strong King Monk. It had been a long time since they had been intimate. It was all Long Hair's fault that they were separated from each other and could not see each other every day.
When they met each other every day, Cixi couldn't help but think of Prince Gong, another man she liked and a gentle man who had done her a favor. She and Prince Gong met often, but they were too familiar with each other and lacked some fresh excitement. In addition, Prince Gong had lived in the city for a long time and lacked outdoor exercise. His body was not as strong as the monk's. Every time they were intimate, he could not fully fulfill his duties as a man.
Cixi felt relieved because of Prince Gong's loss. She couldn't pour any more enthusiasm into him. She only saw the monk king. He was covered in muscles and muscles. Standing in front of him, he looked like a tower.
Therefore, she always wanted to hug the monk king and rub it against him, so that she could truly feel the man's strength again.
It was only then that Cixi regained her female senses and understood that the male society was not just a story to oppress women, but a symbol of men's strength.
The Monk King was a cheerful person, but he was not as refined as Prince Gong. He liked direct communication, which was more suitable for Cixi's fresh appetite. She had lived in the palace for a long time and had to suppress the turmoil in her heart in front of the ministers. After a long time, her temper would easily become cold. That kind of refined man could no longer stir her enthusiasm.
According to the principle of the rarer the item, the more valuable it was, she liked the monk king's fiery temperament. It could instantly ignite her seemingly frozen body, making her only want to enjoy the so-called pain of a weak woman under a man. When her feelings were strong, she only wanted to shout, monk king! I love you!
There were a few times when she was intimate with the monk king, she couldn't help but call out, scaring the monk king out of his wits. He was afraid that the palace maids and eunuchs outside would hear her, and he was most afraid that the Gong Prince would be jealous and use the imperial army to deal with him.
When the monk king heard Cixi call for the meal, he thought that it was not lunchtime yet and he had no appetite. In the morning, he ate very well in his own palace. He was afraid that after meeting Cixi, his body would be unable to keep up with the nutrition and his heart would not be able to use it. It would only make Cixi feel uncomfortable and even troubled.
Moreover, because of Prince Gong's relationship, the monk king generally did not dare to eat too much of the palace's food, fearing that the eunuchs and maids in the palace would collude with Prince Gong to harm him. Even if he did not dare to poison the food, he would mix some disgusting things in the soup, such as dirty water and urine, for fear of arousing Cixi's vigilance. On the surface, it was not obvious. He deliberately gave it to the monk king to eat, and would rather see him suffer.
Therefore, the monk king quickly winked at Cixi and said,"Dear Empress!" If you want to eat something, I can care about you, but I don't want to eat at all. I just want to give you happiness.
Cixi's face blushed slightly. She blinked and turned to the monk king. She smiled and said that the monk king was really a good man. If I could choose to marry casually, I would marry you.
The monk king was touched by her words, and his eyes couldn't help but tear up. It was commonly said that a good man would not shed tears easily. However, the monk king couldn't find any trace of masculinity from his body at this moment. He was intoxicated by the warmth of Cixi's woman and couldn't extricate himself. He even wanted to turn himself into a woman and enter the woman's heart, forever capturing their thoughts.
Besides, Cixi was his boss, just like the emperor, which made him feel endless power and worship.
He could not help but slowly approach Cixi and reach out to touch her face. Cixi was good at taking care of herself, and her skin color was excellent. Coupled with the happiness in her body, her small face was as beautiful as a peach in May. Anyone would want to take a bite.
Although the two of them had been intimate many times, due to their power and status, they still had to carefully test each other before they were intimate. Once there was a slight physical contact between the two of them, the two of them would tear down the last line of defense in their hearts. Just like ordinary men and women, they revealed their human desires and hugged each other tightly, allowing the other to torture them without restraint.
Cixi waited for the monk king's hand to touch her face before she hurriedly spread her hands and wrapped them around his waist. She squeezed herself into the monk king's arms and roused the monk king's courage. He only cared about using the strength to sweep away thousands of troops on the battlefield to hug Cixi's body and do what men liked the most.
After satisfying Cixi for once, the monk king dressed up neatly and bid farewell to Cixi. He needed to leave the harem as soon as possible, lest Prince Gong came uninvited and used the power of the palace to beat him up. In the future, he would not eat Cixi's tofu. Everything that belonged to the Qing mother was used exclusively by Prince Gong.
Cixi did not expect the two men to fight silently behind her back. She only wanted to have the power and worship of men. Among the civil and military officials in the court, only Prince Gong and the Monk King were men of power. One was in charge of external affairs, and the other was in charge of internal affairs. They were both big brothers in a certain force.
The world of the Qing Dynasty was supported by Prince Gong and the Monk King. Without these two men, Cixi did not know how to lead the world. She could only firmly tie their hearts and make them loyal to her for the rest of their lives.
As a woman, Cixi used the power in her hands to understand the value of beautiful women in the hearts of men. She dedicated her body to hold the fragile feelings in the hearts of Prince Gong and the Monk King, becoming their eternal goddess.
However, when she thought of offering her body, Cixi did not think much of it. How could she be considered as offering? It was just a form of enjoyment, but Prince Gong and the Monk King were like gigolos who offered their bodies to her, allowing her to like them.
Therefore, before the monk king left, he said goodbye to her, saying that he needed to go back to the manor to sort out military affairs and did not dare to disturb the empress dowager anymore. He respectfully asked the empress dowager to be at ease.
Cixi didn't even look at him. She just lay on the couch and waved at the monk king as a greeting. She closed her eyes and continued to take a sweet nap, reminiscing about the pleasure she had just experienced.
The monk king didn't dare to look up at Cixi's expression. His enthusiasm had disappeared, and he was still filled with an endless sense of inferiority. He didn't dare to show his casual words and deeds in front of his lover Cixi. He was worried that Cixi was a tigress and would turn against him. Coupled with Prince Gong's instigation, he might confiscate his house.
He kept his head down and retreated until he reached the door. Then, he turned around and walked straight. In terms of his relationship with Cixi, even if he turned around and left in front of Cixi, Cixi might not lose her temper and think that his behavior was disrespectful and needed to be punished.
Many people were respectful in front of strangers for fear of making a mistake. When they returned home, most people would behave casually in front of their relatives or close friends. They were not worried about being criticized if they made a mistake. Therefore, a familiar network of interpersonal relationships could ensure a certain degree of harmony in life.
The King Monk left Cixi's bedchamber and hurried to the Prince's mansion. He was worried that he would bump into Prince Gong at this time. He had just been intimate with Cixi, so it was inevitable that he would be psychologically weak. If Prince Gong spoke, he was afraid that he would not be able to say it for a while. If he accidentally let it slip and spread it to Cixi's ears, it would be natural for him to fall out of favor.
Fortunately, they didn't meet Prince Gong along the way. When the monk king returned to his residence, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He hurriedly ordered the servants to change their clothes and prepare hot water for a shower.
Gu Tai Leng, the caring butler of the house, reminded the monk king with a charming smile, Master Monk! You just took a bath before entering the palace, why do you still want to take a bath?
Guleng Tai knew the hobby of the monk king. He thought to himself," Did I meet Prince Gong?"
The monk king was stunned for a moment. He thought for a moment and felt that he should wash up. Prince Gong did not touch it, but he was covered in sweat. In addition to the rouge powder on Cixi's body, it mixed together and made him uncomfortable. After washing his body, he felt better.
Therefore, he told Gulengtai that he still had to wash up. It was too hot in the palace and he was sweating all over. Although Gulengtai was a relative from his hometown and a caring person to talk to, he wanted some face and was too embarrassed to say that he had something to do with Cixi.
However, the astute Gu Lengtai could still tell that he had entered the palace to cheat. He had played with the Empress Dowager of the Qing Dynasty and was covered in sweat. He wanted to wash up.
Gulengtai knew that there were many shady things in the Qing Dynasty officialdom. Although many people were nobles in Manzhou, there were many cases of infighting and snitching on each other. Many people had a knife buried in their hearts and wanted to kill each other to achieve their own goals.
Although the monk king had a high position and power, he was not good at sorting out interpersonal relationships. Other than being loyal to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, he basically did not recognize anyone.
Therefore, due to his brutality, the monk king had a bad reputation among the Han people. He lacked Han confidants and was not popular among the Manchu people. Although he ran around for the sake of the Qing Dynasty and fought and killed outside all day, he was not as popular as Prince Gong, who was enjoying himself in the palace.
Most Manchurians liked to get close to Prince Gong, but rarely took the initiative to climb the monk king's table. It was as if the monk king had become a Han who hated Manchurians, making everyone stay away in fear.
Thus, the clever Gulengtai hurriedly reminded the monk king, Your Highness! Don't take a bath today. Just make do with it for a day. It won't be too late to take a bath tomorrow. Otherwise! If word got out, it would probably affect Master Monk's future.
The monk king was puzzled and blamed Gulengtai." You're too superstitious. What can a bath affect?" Don't be so mysterious all the time. You're worried about yourself, but you're dragging me down. I'm not afraid of anything!
Gulengtai was a little anxious. He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed while saying, Master Monk! There's no problem with bathing, but you're blessed today. Wouldn't it be a pity to wash it off in a hurry?
As he spoke, he winked at the monk king and rolled his eyes, meaning that someone might be watching him from behind. Once the news of him taking a bath after returning from the palace spread, he was afraid that that person would not be able to figure it out and do something unfavorable to the monk.
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