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Chapter 1220 Sensual Gift

Qin Yun sneered when he heard this, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Hmph, it's all here, but the planner of the Jurchens has been delayed and has been snatched from the surveillance of various prefectures and counties. What do you want to do? I know that this Wanyan Emperor is restless and a good emperor

If you are not good, you must come and provoke me!"

"You'd better not go too far, otherwise I'll still fuck you!"

On the side, many confidants' eyes were shining sharply. In the past year, the Jurchen has become more and more arrogant. His Majesty has made it clear that he will not interfere with the internal affairs of Wanyan Honglie.

But Emperor Wanyan was still aggressive and his dissatisfaction had already accumulated in everyone's hearts.

"Come here, order that I will meet guests from all countries in the Tai Chi Hall in two days! This is the deadline. The Jurchens want to make a spell? I can't even enter the city gate!"

Everyone bent down and bowed: "Yes!"

At this time, the Jurchen team was still a hundred miles away and came leisurely.

The leader was not Yelu Hong at the time, but was exchanged for another family of the three Jurchen chief ministers, Sidibi of the Sidi family!

This person is amazing. He is a powerful figure in the Xiti family and a crazy follower of Emperor Wanyan.

When Wanyan Honglie was usurped the throne, the family had the most blood on their hands. It seemed that Wanyan Honglie's mother was killed by random knives. It was their plan!

As we all know, the three major Jurchen families, the Yelu family focused on the army, and the former Gu family focused on national affairs. Of course, the Gu family had been destroyed, and the Ya family was replaced by the Ya family.

The Xiti family focuses on the planning of the queen of Taiwan. In other words, the things that were shameful in the Jurchens and all kinds of secrets were all under the command of the Xiti family.

All in all, they are all cruel and ruthless people.

A burly and vicious man, just looking at his face, knew that he was not an easy person to deal with. He was covered in stubborn face and said coldly: "Have you shook off Daxia's eyeliner?"

The Jurchen groom replied: "Sir Xiti, he has completely gotten rid of it."

"Everything is under planning. The Persians and the small countries should have arrived in the Great Xia imperial capital."

After a closer look, this convoy of hundreds of people, even the grooms were extremely powerful and had a solemn expression. This was definitely not an ordinary person, but a well-trained soldier or a secret guard.

"Very good, let them all come out, take action separately, and secretly penetrate the imperial capital. The first priority is to investigate the red-clothed cannon."

"The second priority is waiting for an opportunity to lurk! This is the last chance the Emperor gave to the Emperor of Xia Dynasty. If he dares to be ungrateful and does not hand over the evil seed of Wanyan Honglie, then he will bear the consequences!"

Sithibi showed an extremely vicious look, licked his scarlet tongue, and he was very confident that he could wash away the entire former Gu family overnight.

After a whole year, Wanyan Honglie will never die, and the public opinion in the Jurchens will become increasingly greater. When the Jurchen Emperor sent him, it means that his Jurchen patience has come to an end!

"Yes!" Hundreds of people shouted.

Immediately afterwards, a scene of horror happened, and hundreds of people untied the ropes of all the convoys.

The countless boxes opened automatically, and many strong Jurchens jumped out, densely packed, with more than one hundred people!

They were even more dangerous than the Jurchens on the surface, and they hid in goods, escaped inspections from various prefectures, and smuggled into the country.

Xiti smiled proudly and raised his hand: "Follow the emperor, capture the evil seed, and the gods should kill the gods!"

Suddenly, hundreds of Jurchens were densely packed with chicken blood and shouted: "Follow the emperor, capture the evil seeds, and block the gods from killing the gods!"

There was no restraint in their eyes, and they really regarded Daxia as air and Qin Yun's orders as wind in their ears.

Soon, the Jurchen convoy was divided into two, one light and one dark, and quickly went to the imperial capital to attend the court meeting.

...

At night, the imperial capital, the Ganhua Palace.

By the day, today we are going to sleep at the head of the tutor's wife. This is also the solution that Qin Yun came up with to be fair, and everyone is queuing up.

A quiet palace, incense burner is everywhere.

Among the curtains as thin as a cicada's wings is the big, fragrant and soft bed.

Qin Yun sighed and said, "Shunhua, your legs are so long, it's a pity that there are no stockings in this era."

Murong Shunhua frowned slightly, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his face: "What's silk? What's that?"

"That's..." Qin Yun grabbed his head. How could he explain it? He couldn't tell what happened in his past and present life. His eyes flashed and he suddenly saw the curtain tent that was as thin as a cicada's wings.

"It's this kind of material, all black, on the feet, I accidentally saw it in an ancient book, and it was specially tailored for women."

Murong Shunhua sat up slowly, her hair falling like a waterfall. She was so gorgeous that she could not tell that she had given birth to a child: "Why haven't I heard of it? Is it a woman's close-fitting clothing?"

Qin Yun shook his head like a wave drum: "No!"

"It's just worn outside."

Upon hearing this, Murong Shunhua glanced at the curtain that was as thin as a cicada, and his face turned dark and said angrily: "Where did Your Majesty look at these crooked and evil ways? Can such thin things be worn?"

"Not abide by the wife!"

"Your Majesty, have you read the evil books in the world? The shameless female sect?" Her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at her, a little cold.

She could only think so. How could a normal woman wear that kind of thing? If she knew that it was really those shameless female sects who taught her men to ruin her men, she would have to tear the faces of those bitches!

Qin Yun was stunned and smiled and said, "Don't be excited, I don't have it!"

"I saw it by chance in the imperial study. I didn't mean to let my clothes go out, I mean... Hehe, I'm wearing clothes in the bedroom, do you understand?" He winked and rubbed his hands, and was a little bit obscene.

Murong Shunhua held his forehead with his jade hand and smiled bitterly, thinking that the husband he had imagined back then was either able to write a pen to determine the world or a horse could hold a knife to break the ten countries.

Although His Majesty is equivalent, even better, this lustful and fun is really engraved in his bones.

Qin Yun is still immersed in his infinite fantasy at this moment. The ancient silk technology is actually even more powerful than it will be thousands of years later, and many ancient methods have been lost.

If he paints the appearance of stockings, he might be able to succeed, and it will be really good at that time! Others traveling through time to build planes and tanks, but he doesn’t have the ability to make some emotional gifts for his own women. Isn’t it okay to make some emotional gifts for his own women?

Just the legs of the head teacher’s wife, plus that thing, were bleeding from the nose after seeing it!

The more I thought about it, the more excited he became! He grabbed Murong's slender hand: "How is it?"

"Not very good!"

Murong Shunhua widened his apricot eyes and refused directly. He was so angry that he let himself wear that kind of thing. Fortunately, he thought about it. His Majesty did not dislike being unfair and unfair.

"Your Majesty, you should be diligent in state affairs and take care of yourself in your spare time. Don't think about those who have nothing. Aren't you afraid of the historian calling you a mess?"

After saying that, she rolled her eyes, and was full of charm, then lifted Titian's ribbon on her shoulder, lay down, and planned to go to bed.

Suddenly, Qin Yun became anxious!

Bluffed out: "I have fought for more than half a year, so can't I enjoy it?"

Murong Shunhua's pretty face was stunned and her beautiful eyes looked carefully. Although she was usually strong, if Qin Yun wanted to get angry, she had to coax her.
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