“There are mosquitoes this season?”

It’s winter, so there shouldn’t be mosquitoes.

Shi Yong frowned and looked at him, thinking about it and smiling again.

"I admit it, I want to make a joke with the adults."

Zhao Yin looked at him with a calm face, touched his neck gently, his face extremely cold, "Song Ashi, do you think I am a fool?"

Shi Yong pursed his lips and hesitated: "Are you angry? I just wanted to..."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Yin's eyes suddenly turned cold.

In fact, the people in the market are not wrong. He is a cold-blooded and ruthless person. Because he can do anything without emotion, he can be calm and composed. In this life, he has always been the only one who plots against others, and never when others plot against him.

"I had known that you had a lot of tricks and impure minds, but I never thought that you had done these things... to plot against me?"

plot?

Shi Yong was stunned.

It is nothing more than just treating the person's body by his own way.

Zhao Yin looked at her coldly: Song Ashi. What are the benefits for you to kill me?"

Kill him?

Shi Yong was angry and laughed, "My heart is smaller than the tip of the needle. I'm really just a joke. Have you forgotten that you once thought of me that day..."

She didn't finish her words, and Zhao Yin obviously didn't think of listening to her excuse. Shi Yong only felt his body tightening and was dragged down by the man without having enough time to say anything. He fell and lay on his body. The next moment, Zhao Yin's soft lips kissed him.

The strong aroma of wine,

It scattered between the lips fiery and weirdly.

"The flowers spit out the stems of the dragon gate."

Zhao Yin's voice was low and dull, "How about this dish?"

Shi Yong was dizzy and couldn't hear what he meant.

"The phoenix eyes are autumn and spring on the river." Zhao Yin's cold face exuded a gloomy aura, "Your eyes are indeed not as good as spring. How can I continue?"

continue?

The mandarin quilt is paired with pairs, and the white jade fairy falls into the mortal world.

Shi Yong thought of the poem he teased him, and his body shrank for a moment, and he tried to push him.

"Sir, don't tell any jokes. Are you so drunk after eating a few bites?"

Zhao Yin seemed to have not heard her words, and his cold gaze almost froze on her face. The madness he had just been put away when she hit the neck with a painful blow to her. There was a cold look between his eyebrows, but his movements were very strong.

He took her into his arms and opened his arms to fix it.

"It seems you're really ungrateful."

The tip of his nose was filled with the pleasant smell of panicles and a faint aroma of wine. Shi Yong's scalp was swollen, and a feeling of powerlessness spread to his heart.

"Sir, we may have a misunderstanding..."

"After using the late-night snack, I will listen to you again."

As soon as Zhao Yin finished speaking, Shi Yong felt that he was rising from the ground. He didn't allow her to struggle. He picked her up and strode to the bed in the inner room, and pressed her down like a wind storm.

Shi Yong looked at the shaking tent and his eyes widened.

"Zhao Yin!" She called her name directly and raised her hand to slap him.

Zhao Yin held her wrist tightly, pressed her firmly behind her head, and stared at her coldly.

When physical strength is fought, men always have a great advantage. In this case, even though Shi Yong has all his skills and does not even have a chance to struggle, Zhao Yin did not give her a chance to resist. He suddenly grabbed the wine pot he brought, raised his head and fed it, and then lowered his head to feed her into her mouth.

Shi Yong:...

Didn't forget to get the wine?

In order not to be choked, Shi Yong swallowed the wine that Zhao Yin fed her. But this guy was so angry that he couldn't drink it at all, and Shi Yong couldn't hold it, and the wine could not be swallowed, so he dripped along the corner of his lips to his neck, soaking his collar...

Zhao Yin raised her and looked at her quietly for a moment. Shi Yong also looked at her with his eyes open. Both of them were breathing a little, like two trapped beasts struggling and fighting, going back and forth. Zhao Yin suddenly became impatient, suddenly peeled off her collar, leaned over and sucked the wine from her neck and collarbone into his mouth...

Shi Yong's whole body was stiff.

Like a prawn in a steamer, her cheeks were hot and her body was hot. She felt like she was burning. The scorching wave almost dazzled her head...

The strange throbbing spread from the burning blood. The emotions mixed with tension, fear, excitement, shame and panic made her feel helpless. She couldn't beat her and scold her, and she couldn't ask for a kind heart to be liked.

She was just not sure what to do, but Zhao Yin suddenly stopped.

Then, his head drooped heavily and hit her shoulder.

Shi Yong's heart was pounding, and he was stiff and he was breathing rapidly. He had not moved for a long time. When he found something was wrong with Zhao Yin, he pulled his face away and looked at it.

He actually fainted!

Shi Yong was stunned.

I don't know if I should laugh or be angry.

It seems that hitting the acupoints on the neck is indeed effective, but some people have good physical constitution and fainting will be prolonged, while others will fall down with one blow. Zhao Yin is the former and she is the latter. Of course, it is also possible that he has drunk too much and got himself drunk.

He also said he was not a fool?

Oh!

Shi Yong used to be very drunk, but after changing to Song Ashi's body, he was a little overwhelmed. After being consumed by Zhao Yin for two drinks, he didn't swallow it anymore. Now she felt fine. She got up and took a lot of effort to finally help Zhao Yin lie down.

So heavy!

Shi Yong snorted and stared at the handsome face of the man.

"Eight dishes are alive. Tonight, it's you. It's me who cut off the soul."

She panted and shook her arms. As soon as she helped Zhao Yin pull the quilt on, a knock on the door came.

"Master! The palace is urgently reported."

Shi Yong heard the anxiousness in Xie Fang's voice, and quickly sorted out his clothes and opened the door and walked out, "What's wrong, Brother Fang?"

Xie Fang's eyes crossed her shoulders and looked inside.

"Where is the master?"

Shi Yong hesitated for a moment.

You can't say you were knocked out by her, right?

"Sir, I'm going to bed."

Seeing that she was calm and composed, Xie Fang was suspicious, but he couldn't force himself to break in. "A Shi quickly go and call me up. The queen gave birth to a little prince."

He spoke very quickly, but Shi Yong was confused when he heard it.

"Why shouldn't the Empress be informed of His Majesty when she is born? Why did she come to find the Lord?"

Xie Fang was anxious and stroked his hand to his waist knife, "Go quickly, wait until my master gets up."

"I'm afraid... I can't wake up."

"Can't you wake up?" Xie Fang was willing to believe it?

Seeing his eyes suspicious, Shi Yong gave him into the room without saying a word.

Xie Fang glanced at him and hurriedly walked around the screen into the inner room.

Zhao Yin slept well on the bed, covered with black hair, and was very heavy.

The room was filled with alcohol, and Xie Fang immediately changed his face.

Shi Yong said softly: "My lord drank a few more glasses of wine. Ju Xu was a little drunk."

Xie Fang stared at her angrily, "Mr. Sun has been reminded to quit drinking. He has not drunk for many years, so why did he suddenly get drunk?"

Shi Yong lowered his head shyly.

"Tonight, sir, I'm a little happy."

Xie Fang took a breath, "It's broken."

When Shi Yong heard the sound, he quickly held his face and said seriously: "Why are you panic? Can you please speak out clearly?"

Xie Fang glanced at Zhao Yin who was sleeping and knew that the woman in front of him was someone he trusted - otherwise, he would not have fallen asleep in front of her.

"The Empress is having difficulty giving birth. Your Majesty may be too anxious and vomited blood on the spot and fainted. His Royal Highness, who was forced to break into the Empress's Palace and was punished by the Empress's Palace. The spy came to report that the Eastern Palace was guarded by the Yulin Army at this moment..."

After a pause, Xie Fang said again:

"Zhang Huali, commander of the Yulin Army, is the Empress's...dear brother."

The Yulin Army, also known as the Yulin Army, is one of the twenty-six guards of the emperor's personal army, but its functions are different. The Jinyiwei is in charge of guards, ceremonial guards, arrests, and criminal prisons. The Yulin Guard and the Jinwu Guard are in charge of guards and patrols. At the time of Taizu, there were only twelve guards, and in the Yonglu Dynasty, it was added to the twenty-six guards.

These twenty-six guards are not affiliated with the Governor's Office of the Five Army and are not subject to Zhao Yin's control.
To be continued...