Kublai Khan issued the invitation and sent someone to deliver it to the city in a serious manner. Holding the gilded invitation, Li Quancheng felt greatly embarrassed. He also had plans to meet Kublai Khan, but he wanted to
In the activity of "Flying Arrows to Pass Letters", compared to the two, Li Quancheng was immediately shorter than half.
"When I meet Kublai Khan this time, no matter what we talk about, I will definitely be at a disadvantage!"
Li Jianling threw the invitation on the table and sighed softly when he looked at Yang Yue'er, who was slightly frowning.
"Is Li Lang so unsure?"
Yang Yue'er was originally a little worried about this meeting. Although her rationality told her that as Kublai Khan, she would definitely not do anything vile. However, as Li Quancheng's woman, all her rationality turned into hatred towards her lover.
Worried. But she knew that she could not persuade Li Quancheng no matter what. Seeing that Li Quancheng had no confidence, Yang Yue'er began to think about how to increase Li Quancheng's confidence.
"Did Li Lang notice the signature on the invitation?" Yang Yue'er stood up, walked to Li Quancheng, opened the gold-gilded invitation, pointed to the line of symbols below, and said: "This is Kublai Khan's real name, not his title.
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Li Quancheng naturally stretched out his hand, gently hugged Yang Yue'er's waist, helped her sit on his lap, and said, "Yue'er understands Mongolian?"
“I don’t understand it very well, but I recognize Kublai Khan’s real name, Bo’er Zijin’s Kublai Khan!”
Yang Yue'er now enjoys spending time with Li Quancheng. In the past many years, she always stayed alone in an empty room. Once Li Quancheng took advantage of her, she liked this kind of physical intimacy very much, so she already acquiesced to Li Quancheng's "indecent assault".
"Kublai Khan signed it with his real name instead of his title. Yue'er thought, maybe this is just because my father-in-law wants to meet your...cheap son-in-law!"
While talking, Yang Yue'er's hand had already reached Li Quancheng's waist. The words "cheap son-in-law" immediately made Li Quancheng grin, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh, women are all born to be masters of screwing!
Fortunately, after Yang Yue'er twisted it for a while, she started caressing Li Quancheng again, and said jealously: "So just don't worry, try to coax your cheap father-in-law, and maybe you can meet his princess sister!"
"With Miao Yan's personality, she will definitely not go, but I don't think Kublai Khan just wants to see me. This is not necessary at all. There must be something wrong!"
Li Quancheng laughed dryly. Although he knew that things could never be as simple as Yang Yue'er said, Li Quancheng's uneasiness was relieved a lot by Yang Yue'er's speculation.
It's just that Li Quancheng thought about it over and over, but he couldn't imagine that when a cheap father-in-law and a cheap son-in-law met, what else could they do besides stabbing each other with knives?
Li Quancheng was multitasking, with a flood of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't waste any time with his hands. He moved his hands up and down, bullying Yang Yue'er until she gasped repeatedly, but he feigned anger and said: "Stop!"
Li Quancheng was stunned and stopped subconsciously. Yang Yue'er stood up and said, "You can't hold me in your arms while thinking about the princess sister!"
Li Quancheng pretended to be Dou E without changing his expression, and said aggrievedly: "I am missing Miao Yan again. I am thinking about Queen Mother Xie's intention of granting me the title of Mingyue King!"
Miao Yan was just pretending to be displeased, but when she saw that Li Quancheng was serious about what he said, she couldn't help but become serious, and said: "What else can I do? I'll give you a stick and then give you a little sweetness. You know, if you grant a different surname to Wang Neng,
The Queen Mother will not feel the slightest pity if I suppress your ambition!"
"I always feel it's not that simple!"
Li Quancheng's base hands caressed Yang Yue'er's straight thighs, and slowly climbed up to Yang Yue'er's buttocks. His mind was full of dirty thoughts, but his face was serious and he said: "The old queen has deep meaning!"
Yang Yue'er was stunned, frowned and thought for a moment, but still couldn't think of any hidden meaning behind Li Quancheng's title of king, and couldn't help but ask: "What's the meaning?"...
Li Quancheng quietly moved his hand to Yang Yue'er's lower back and said: "Think about it, you are called Yue'er, but I am making you the Mingyue King. This is because the Queen Mother Xie agreed with you and me!"
"You're talking nonsense, what does your title of king have to do with me!"
Yang Yue'er blushed. Although she and Li Quancheng had progressed to this point, she still felt embarrassed when their relationship turned to the bright side. Yang Yue'er tried to push Li Quancheng away, but Li Quancheng had already wrapped his arms around her.
He looked up at his waist and said with a smile: "The sun and the moon are bright, Queen Mother Xie must have thought that you had lost your virginity to me, so she went along with the flow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Quancheng suddenly pulled Yang Yue'er forward. Yang Yue'er was tall and Li Quancheng was sitting, but it happened to be between Yang Yue'er's waist and crotch. Yang Yue'er took a step forward, but Li Quancheng's face happened to be between Yang Yue'er's waist and crotch. Yang Yue'er said
She groaned, her body softened for a moment, and a warm feeling spread out instantly...
Early the next morning, before dawn, Li Quancheng woke up. Yang Yue'er's skin was as smooth as snow silk, like a snow-white kitten, sleeping soundly in Li Quancheng's arms.
With a touching and charming shyness and satisfaction, Li Quancheng has a good physique, but the arrow wounds on his body cannot heal so quickly, especially on his waist. Therefore, Li Quancheng had a ready-made meal last night, and he did not exert any effort. He was secretly happy.
Yu, but couldn't help but sigh: "I am now the veritable King of the Moon..."
Remembering that after a crazy night with Miao Yan, he was a bastard and asked her to leave alone. Although it was in the wild and the conditions were not allowed, every time he recalled it, Li Quancheng still secretly blamed himself. He scored three goals with Yang Yue'er last night and saw her pretty
Sitting on his body with a painful face and jerky movements, Li Quancheng decided not to be a bastard. He got up quietly. Lord Mingyue King sneaked into the kitchen, found brown sugar, red dates, eggs and other blood-enhancing ingredients, and cooked a can.
"Red dates, eggs, brown sugar soup", and then slipped back into the yard like a thief.
However, after all, this guy has no talent for petty theft. People meet love around the corner, but he met his senior sister around the corner. Li Quancheng was holding a jar of "Love and Blood Replenishing Soup" and was stunned on the spot. He laughed dryly and said: "Sister, it's so early.
Just practice Qigong?"
Xiao Lengxin looked at him coldly, and Li Quancheng coughed dryly and said nonsense: "I'm hungry when I wake up. Go to the kitchen to cook some breakfast. Senior sister, do you want some?"
Xiao Lengxin snorted coldly and walked away. Li Quancheng was naturally amnesty and ran away immediately. When Xiao Lengxin saw that Li Quancheng was running away like a rabbit, Xiao Lengxin shed tears and walked to the door of his room.
Kicking the door open with his foot, Xiao Lengxin suddenly turned his head. In white clothes, the door of Tianxin's room "popped" twice. Xiao Lengxin felt ashamed and angry. He ran into the room and closed it with a "pop".
He leaned against the door of the room, and sat on the ground in despair, holding his knees with his hands, in a daze.
Li Quancheng flashed back to the room. Yang Yue'er just sat up and hugged the quilt, revealing her white and smooth shoulders and back. She asked in surprise: "Li Lang, when did you get up?"
"I thought I was being careful, but I didn't expect that I still woke you up!" Li Quancheng smiled and put the jar on the table, walked to the bed, wrapped Yang Yue'er tightly in the quilt, and said, "Don't catch a cold!"
Yang Yue'er smiled shyly and said, "What is that?"
Li Quancheng stood up, poured out the eggs and red dates, brought it to the bedside, and said, "I'll feed you some blood-tonifying things. After you finish eating, have a good sleep!"
In this era, men are superior to women. As Li Quancheng expected, Yang Yue'er looked at the bowl of egg and red date soup, tears welling up in her eyes. Li Quancheng felt proud, and the service was extremely considerate. The two of them quarreled over each other and ate half of the bowl of egg and red date soup.
Half an hour later, it was already bright. In order to avoid Yang Yue'er's embarrassment, Li Quancheng helped Yang Yue'er sleep and then left the room. The yard was eerily quiet, and there was no one...
Li Quancheng was a little confused and walked out of the inner courtyard. In the outer courtyard, Baiyi, Tianxin, Lu Wenhuan, Sun Jiangong, Si Xiaohua and others were all there, as well as a group of troops with distinctive armor. Li Quancheng was stunned and said: "What are you doing?
What?"
"Accompany the prince to Xinting!"
Xinting is the place where Kublai Khan made an appointment. It is not far from Jiankang and not far from the Mongolian Army. It is considered to be in the middle.
"Nonsense!"
Li Quancheng's face darkened and he scolded: "You are all gone. If Kublai Khan can't bear it anymore, why don't you bring down the top brass of our Jiankang Mansion?"
Lu Wenhuan wanted to say something else, but Li Quancheng immediately stopped him and said, "Don't try to persuade anyone. Just Si Xiaohua and I will go. The rest of us are preparing to withdraw our troops. We must evacuate Jiankang City today!"
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Xinting, close to the Yangtze River, was a very famous place in Jiankang Prefecture during the Six Dynasties. The name originated from a pavilion on the mountain. Later, the mountain was called Xinting. Of course, in ancient times, it could
What makes a place so famous is naturally not because of a pavilion on the mountain, but because this new pavilion was the southwest fortress of Jiankang during the Southern Dynasties, and was known as the place of "Bingchong"!
Kublai Khan chose this place, and he took great pains to make it acceptable to both parties. At the same time, he could cover up some of his murderous intentions in the name of visiting historical sites. Under Li Quancheng's insistence, in the end, only Bai Yi
He and Si Xiaohua followed.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, he looked up and saw a corner of the pavilion. Li Quancheng couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He had been dating a few girls, and only Miao Yan's family had parents. When the son-in-law met his father-in-law, there was no mother-in-law present. He was still really uneasy.
There is no way to please me.
After going up the mountain, it was difficult for the horses to move, so the three of them had to dismount and hike up the mountain on foot. Li Quancheng walked in front carrying a jar of wine, followed by Si Xiaohua holding a knife and Bai Yi holding a sword. The three of them were in good physical strength and walked up the mountain with flying colors.
However, the terrain of Xinting was winding and dangerous, but this was not an exaggeration. The three of them were not slow, but it took them a full hour to reach the top of the mountain.
There is a pavilion on the top of the mountain. There are three people in the pavilion, two servants and one master. When he saw the big man looking away with his hands behind his hands, Li Quancheng's heart instantly calmed down. Just like the exam back then, he was nervous before and after the exam. Only when he entered the examination room,
After taking the test paper, I felt calm.
Li Quancheng placed the wine on the stone table, walked behind the big man alone, bowed and said, "I've kept you waiting for so long!"
Without waiting for the big man to speak, Li Quancheng straightened up and walked to the left side of the big man, imitating his example and looking into the distance with his hands behind his hands.