"No, Your Majesty only needs to let the wind go to the northern barbarians to conquer the place where the Western King's treasure is. Greedy people will not give up this empty opportunity."
"In that case, why not hurry up and do it."
"Your Majesty, there is no need to rush. The food must be eaten one bite at a time, and the chess game must be played step by step."
Zhao Yan was stunned as he spoke.
Jiang Lingyue was the empress, but she was also weak in the world of mortals. If she hadn't been pushed to the throne by history, she would have been a charming little woman.
Now that I'm in the palace, my clothes are more casual.
Under the thin gauze clothes, the charming and sentimental spring light loomed, and the charming curves under the reflection of candlelight attracted Zhao Yan like a soul, forcing him to slip into the trap of his wild imagination.
"Zhao Lang, am I beautiful?"
Zhao Yan thoroughly analyzed the general trend of the world and completely dispelled the empress's worries. As long as she continues in this general direction, the empire will have no worries.
So Jiang Lingyue also became charming and passionate.
"beautiful."
Zhao Yan's hair was dripping down to his feet. Even before traveling through time, all he saw were rouge and common people. How could they compare to the emperor of a country?
What's more, she is so beautiful, has the wealth of the country, and is a disaster-level empress.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
That's right, Jiang Lingyue doesn't want to be an empress, she just wants to be a little woman doted on by her husband.
Because of her special status, the men Jiang Lingyue saw were either obsequious or flattering to her. All of them were stinky men who went against their will.
She also longs to be conquered, which is a little woman's innate psychological need. It hides in a broad chest. Only in that way can she feel safe.
It's just that all the men feel ashamed to be inferior to her in front of her. Even Zhao Yan has never been crazy, even once.
"His Majesty."
The male hormones in Zhao Yan's body surged in vain, and his jaw shook violently.
"Call me Ling Yue."
The empress' aura was gone, and it was as if the person lying drunk in front of Zhao Yan was just a little woman longing for love.
"Ling Yue."
No matter how stupid Zhao Yan is, he can still understand what Jiang Lingyue means.
Without any worries, Zhao Yan returned to his original appearance of Houji.
He suddenly took off the long gown that was in the way and jumped over.
Jiang Lingyue had never seen such a brave man before, and couldn't help but scream in surprise.
The whole person was suppressed slightly roughly by Zhao Yan.
When Shadow Guard Suzaku heard the empress's exclamation, he subconsciously pulled out his embroidered spring knife and walked quickly to the front of the dragon bed.
Almost as soon as she arrived in front of the dragon bed, she was stunned.
The Xiuchun Dao was no longer a murder weapon, and hung weakly to the ground.
Although the structure of the dragon bed is made of golden nanmu, it cannot withstand the impact.
He kept making "creak, creak, creak, creak" sounds for mercy.
The bead curtain trembled violently, accompanied by Empress Jiang Lingyue's heartfelt shouts, like the waves of the river rushing.
Only the embarrassed Suzaku was left, with her pretty face flushed and at a loss, standing stupidly in front of the dragon bed.
Just watch silently and listen quietly.
What if the hostess inside was replaced by her?
How could she have such an idea? Suzaku couldn't help but cover her pretty face with her hands, and her breathing became more and more rapid as she was so shy.
Because at this time the empress's scream became as high-pitched as the stormy waves.
Under the excited shouts of Empress Jiang Lingyue, Zhao Yan became more and more courageous as he fought, just like a man who shot a horse into a million soldiers with a gun, and felt like entering an uninhabited land.
"don't want."
Suzaku murmured softly, turned around quickly and ran away.
For a moment, I forgot about the embroidered spring knife, and it hit the ground with a clang, making a crisp sound.
"Wocao, there are assassins."
Zhao Yan was alerted by the sound of the knife and immediately opened the bead curtain and looked outside.
"You are the assassin, hurry up and kill me."
Jiang Lingyue had already caught a glimpse of the Xiuchun Dao on the ground, which belonged to Suzaku. With a proud smile on her lips, she hugged Zhao Yan tightly to her chest again.
In order to please Jiang Lingyue, Zhao Yan carried forward the fearless spirit of the older generation who was neither afraid of hardship nor death, and fought continuously. In the end, he ran out of ammunition and died at the Empress's sigh.
"Zhao Lang fights again."
The empress, who still had unfinished thoughts, pestered Zhao Yan with eyes as charming as silk and refused to let him go.
Dealing with those corrupt officials has exhausted the empress Jiang Lingyue physically and mentally. Now with the nourishment of Zhao Yan, she has also found Su Shuang, who is like falling into the clouds.
Although Jiang Lingyue didn't understand what a roller coaster was, the happiness that Zhao Yan brought to her was just like a roller coaster, exciting, tense and exciting.
"It's no longer possible. If we continue to fight, Yan will lose his strength. It's better to leave Qingshan here and preserve his strength to fight another day."
At that moment, Zhao Yan didn't dare to look into Jiang Lingyue's eyes, his eyes full of desire and greedy demands.
Xin said that he was already at his wits end. If Suzaku hadn't been there to protect him, he, the country's uncle, would have been sucked dry by the empress.
"Your Majesty, no, Ling Yue, let's wait until tomorrow and let the palace people repair the dragon bed. It's creaking and can't be released."
I don’t know why, but Zhao Yan said that he felt guilty when he heard the creaking and always felt like someone was peeping.
Of course, this is just Zhao Yan's one-sided statement, just to find a way out for his cowardly younger brother.
"Dragon bed?"
At this time, the dissatisfied empress blamed all her resentment on this dragon bed made of golden nanmu.
If Zhao Yan knew the consequences, he would definitely regret saying such words.
Because not long after, a brand new big bed was as solid as a rock, not just carved from a rock, and was placed steadily in the bedroom.
Jiang Lingyue happily invited Zhao Yan, the country's aunt, to admire the dragon bed carved from precious marble.
Zhao Yan was not excited, but looked bitter. His energy was also limited.
Of course, this is something to talk about later. There is still one most difficult thing that Zhao Yan has yet to solve before him.
That is how to divide and disintegrate Chu Junliang's party struggle.
"Zhao Lang, are you thinking about Suzaku? The body you haven't got is just smelly, right?"
Jiang Lingyue misunderstood that she saw Zhao Yan was absent-minded, which gave her the impression that Zhao Yan was eating from the bowl and looking into the pot.
"Don't be ridiculous, Ling Yue, you alone can overwhelm Yan's power. That little lady Suzaku works like a tiger, and Yan can't control it."
Zhao Yanxin said that he almost escaped death tonight, but he still dared to think about Suzaku. Was that because he thought he would die too quickly?
"That's the best, but I have already issued an order for Suzaku to serve the country's aunt, and it's hard to take back those golden words."
In fact, when Jiang Lingyue asked Suzaku to serve Zhao Yan, it was largely due to Zhao Yan's sullenness.
Now that I have experienced the intoxicating refreshing feeling, why am I still willing to share it with others?
"Indeed, since His Majesty speaks so eloquently, we can only make mistakes."
Zhao Yan said with relief and didn't think much about it.
"My aunt, from now on, you must go back to your palace to spend the night every day. This is my order."
Don't you still want to cheat? Well, Jiang Lingyue plans to feed you every day. It's best to stuff you to death to see if you still want to do it.