"The king of the Rakshasa Kingdom is ready to make a move. The news of Concubine Rui's death has probably been spread back to the Rakshasa Kingdom. It seems that it won't be long before they send envoys to Yannan to find out whether it is true." An Yuexue told him the situation.
"Does Your Majesty know this?" he asked.
An Yuexue smiled softly, "How could he not know? I think he already has a way to deal with it."
"Actually..." He hesitated before saying, "He is indeed a good emperor. I have to admit that even my father is not as good as him."
A smile spread across her lips, "My lord, don't you hate him for taking your throne?"
Yan Nantian sighed softly and did not answer this question.
Leng Yingying's room exuded a strong rose fragrance, which was both classical and modern. When Leng walked in, she felt a very familiar sense of intimacy.
Leng Yingying sat lazily on the couch and didn't get up when he came in. She stared at him with a pair of charming fox-like eyes, half-smiling but not smiling.
Leng was stared at so much that he felt chills all over. He laughed dryly and said, "You are indeed a great expert. I will not let you down if I leave the patient in your hands."
Yingying chuckled, "If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't treat them. Eh? Are you afraid of me?"
He continued to laugh, "Well, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are still so young and beautiful. Hehe, you are still a charming person."
She smiled lightly, patted the empty space beside her, and cast a seductive look, "Come here."
Come over and sit down? Leng's face couldn't help but twitch. Wouldn't that be like sending a wolf into the fox's mouth? Even the bones would be swallowed by her.
After hesitating and pacing for a long time, he sat down.
His voice was a little trembling, "I want to thank you on behalf of my two friends. Hehe."
"I pledged my body to you." She sat up and blew into his ear, with a bright smile on her face, "Didn't the ancients like to pledge their body to each other? Let's come and have fun too, otherwise it will be in vain.
It’s a trip.”
"Haha, it's not fun at all." Leng coughed lightly, "Stop it, Leng Yingying, I'm a disrespectful old man, but I'm not afraid of your students laughing."
"Chu Chu, are you afraid that people will laugh?" Leng Yingying let go of her hand holding his waist, sat up, lightly brushed the broken hair on her forehead, stretched out lazily, her clothes smelled good from her.
The shoulders slid down, revealing shoulders and bones as smooth as gelatin, which was so sexy and tempting.
Leng quickly looked away. This woman didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.
I had no choice but to stand up, pour myself a cup of herbal tea and drink it.
He is not Liu Xiahui, he cannot be tempted by beauty.
Unless he really becomes an eunuch, but this woman can't move. If she does, she wants to stay in this barren ancient time, and then his future will be over.
At this moment, a pair of soft, boneless hands hugged his waist tightly again.
Leng's whole body froze, and when he was being teased with a bit of enthusiasm by those unscrupulous hands, a pleasant but cold voice suddenly interrupted the ambiguous flow between the two.
"master!"
Leng Mou raised his eyes, only to see a pair of cold eyes looking at him. Although his face was still that of a hairy boy and he had not even grown a beard, his eyes were bursting with hot light, as if to make Leng Mou