"Your Highness, why are you distracted? Is Fengling not playing well?" The slender jade fingers climbed up Feng Xieying's side. Fengling, who was originally reserved, suddenly became charming. Feng Xie understood that she and the prefect

It just meant that the battle was about to happen, and this made him feel disgusted. He stretched out his hand to push away Fengling who came over, and stood up to leave, but she firmly grabbed the corner of her clothes. When he lowered his head, he saw a pitiful face.

Face.

"Your Majesty, isn't Fengling okay?"

Those tearful eyes turned into a pair of golden flames. Feng Xie thought of the Taiyi Palace on the first night. Jian Yao's delicate body turned into a puddle of sweet water under his masculinity. When he still hesitated, so did she.

Hold his hand tightly like this.

"Do you like my body?"

"If you like it, let me know..."

Feng Xie was crazy about her words. He remembered asking her again and again if she regretted it, and the only answer she gave him was firm. But in this case, why didn't she love him? If she

If you don’t regret it, why don’t you love him? Feng Xie doesn’t understand. When she is nestling in the arms of the tapir, does she care about his broken heart?

"Why don't you love me?"

"Your Majesty, Fengling loves you!"

"Why……"

Touching her lips lightly with her fingertips, Fengling slowly moved her face closer. Feng Xie was still immersed in painful memories. The gentle touch and the warmth of the touch of lips and tongue made him feel like he was back in the wind and rain that night.

Hall B.

In the memory, Jian Yao's gentle eyes only lingered for him, and her words: "Never regret..."

So the clouds on the temples are beautiful, the hibiscus spring night...

In the spring of the twelfth year of Rende, Dongyin Hou sent troops to explore Xize at night many times. Several soldiers of the ghost-capturing army were tortured to death and their bodies were hung outside the city. In an open provocation, King Xuanfeng of Beili led the troops to personally conquer Nanyang City.

, but was attacked by Yi Huaisha, causing heavy casualties. In addition, the people in Xize City were unstable, and rebels emerged. Beili was worried about foreign invasion for a while, and was in trouble.

"I said that moving the capital is not possible. You have also seen it, Lord Marquis. Fortunately, it was not us who moved the capital back then, otherwise the throne would still not be preserved today..." Gong Qingci's voice came from the front hall, and Jian Yao's brows suddenly furrowed.

I frowned, and the pain that had eased suddenly returned repeatedly. I leaned against the edge of the bed and coughed non-stop.

"Don't worry about it. Why are you listening?" A Hong came over to help Jian Yao calm down. Jian Yao made a gesture to stop her from speaking and continued to listen carefully.

"What does Nishizawa say now?" It's a tapir.

"If you want soldiers, Feng Xie said you should at least give him the captured hussar battalion!"

"Hussars camp? What should I do in the north and southeast? That kid Jian Mucheng is not a fuel-efficient guy!"

"I also said it, but Feng Xie said he wanted to bet. If Nanyang Yi Huaisha plus Dongyin Black Flag Army were counted as 100,000, deducting 20,000 for guarding, there would still be 80,000. The ghost army would now have 50,000, plus one more

You can give it a try if you ride in the camp!"

"Bo? What should I do if I lose?"

"Come and see me!" Jian Yao's heart skipped a beat, as if it was splitting in pain. Now with this battle situation, the whole Beili was panicking. Even the tapirs who never discussed matters in Lan Palace had to pay attention to the war situation at all times.

.

"Then do you want to give it to me?" asked the tapir.

"Master Marquis, I heard that Xize's army has been dissatisfied with you for a long time. Coupled with the tight situation these days, what should we do if Feng Xie seizes the Hussars camp instead of dealing with Jian Muchong, but towards Beili?"

"He? Can you?" "Prince, why are you distracted? Is Fengling not playing well?" The slender jade fingers climbed up Feng Xieying's side, and Fengling, who was originally reserved, suddenly became charming.

, Feng Xie understood what she and the prefect meant, but the battle was imminent, and this scene made him feel disgusted. He stretched out his hand to push away Fengling, who came over, and stood up to leave, but she grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly and lowered her head.

What caught his eye was a pitiful face.

"Your Majesty, isn't Fengling okay?"

Those tearful eyes turned into a pair of golden flames. Feng Xie thought of the Taiyi Palace on the first night. Jian Yao's delicate body turned into a puddle of sweet water under his masculinity. When he still hesitated, so did she.

Hold his hand tightly like this.

"Do you like my body?"

"If you like it, let me know..."

Feng Xie was crazy about her words. He remembered asking her again and again if she regretted it, and the only answer she gave him was firm. But in this case, why didn't she love him? If she

If you don’t regret it, why don’t you love him? Feng Xie doesn’t understand. When she is nestling in the arms of the tapir, does she care about his broken heart?

"Why don't you love me?"

"Your Majesty, Fengling loves you!"

"Why……"

Touching her lips lightly with her fingertips, Fengling slowly moved her face closer. Feng Xie was still immersed in painful memories. The gentle touch and the warmth of the touch of lips and tongue made him feel like he was back in the wind and rain that night.

Hall B.

In the memory, Jian Yao's gentle eyes only lingered for him, and her words: "Never regret..."

So the clouds on the temples are beautiful, the hibiscus spring night...

In the spring of the twelfth year of Rende, Dongyin Hou sent troops to explore Xize at night many times. Several soldiers of the ghost-capturing army were tortured to death and their bodies were hung outside the city. In an open provocation, King Xuanfeng of Beili led the troops to personally conquer Nanyang City.

, but was attacked by Yi Huaisha, causing heavy casualties. In addition, the people in Xize City were unstable, and rebels emerged. Beili was worried about foreign invasion for a while, and was in trouble.

"I said that moving the capital is not possible. You have also seen it, Lord Marquis. Fortunately, it was not us who moved the capital back then, otherwise the throne would still not be preserved today..." Gong Qingci's voice came from the front hall, and Jian Yao's brows suddenly furrowed.

I frowned, and the pain that had eased suddenly returned repeatedly. I leaned against the edge of the bed and coughed non-stop.

"Don't worry about it. Why are you listening?" A Hong came over to help Jian Yao calm down. Jian Yao made a gesture to stop her from speaking and continued to listen carefully.

"What does Nishizawa say now?" It's a tapir.

"If you want soldiers, Feng Xie said you should at least give him the captured hussar battalion!"

"Hussars camp? What should I do in the north and southeast? That kid Jian Mucheng is not a fuel-efficient guy!"

"I also said it, but Feng Xie said he wanted to bet. If Nanyang Yi Huaisha plus Dongyin Black Flag Army were counted as 100,000, deducting 20,000 for guarding, there would still be 80,000. The ghost army would now have 50,000, plus one more

You can give it a try if you ride in the camp!"

"Bo? What should I do if I lose?"

"Come and see me!" Jian Yao's heart skipped a beat, as if it was splitting in pain. Now with this battle situation, the whole Beili was panicking. Even the tapirs who never discussed matters in Lan Palace had to pay attention to the war situation at all times.

.

"Then do you want to give it to me?" asked the tapir.

"Master Marquis, I heard that Xize's army has been dissatisfied with you for a long time. Coupled with the tight situation these days, what should we do if Feng Xie seizes the Hussars camp instead of dealing with Jian Muchong, but towards Beili?"
Chapter completed!