MTL - The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack-Chapter 28 Mo Qi loses momentum

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What does the emperor do? !!

Ling Xiao reached out to touch his clothes for the first time. Fortunately, he was still ...

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and was forced to face the emperor up close.

I hadn't noticed before. At such a close distance, he found that the emperor's eyes and pupils turned out to be heavy pupils!

The overlap of the two pupils makes the eyes dark, and it is usually not seen carefully, so that they can be confused by this strange scene.

But what should be noticed now?

Ling Xiao suddenly woke up from the loss, swallowed, and trembled with an uneasy call: "The emperor ... the emperor ..."

The emperor looked at him with a smile and said, "Wake up?"

Ling Xiao laughed and was stiff. This posture made him focus on the emperor no matter where he looked. This kind of confrontation made Ling Xiao a little overwhelmed. Over time, Ling Xiao felt his body warm and his heartbeat Inexplicably speeded up.

The heat burst into his head, Ling Xiao thought his face must be red, he could not help biting his lips.

The emperor's eyes stared at him unflinchingly, but his face slowly moved closer, and the distance was originally extremely close. This movement, breathing spit on each other's lips, as if to ignite some inexplicable ambiguous surroundings.

Ling Xiao hissed in his ears, illusionally thinking that he heard the vibration of the emperor's chest.

But the emperor didn't stop because Ling Xiao's embarrassing tinnitus appeared, instead he got closer.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes wide and watched the emperor's lips push into the forbidden area in his vision. He finally understood what the emperor was going to do ... In panic, he reached out and pushed.

The emperor was unguarded and was pushed away. Ling Xiao was dumbfounded and saw the emperor stare at him with unhappy eyes.

Ling Xiao got out of bed and knelt down on the ground and pleaded guilty: "Emperor, minion ... Minion is not ready yet."

He thought of an excuse.

The emperor kept silent, but stared at Ling Xiao thoughtfully.

Ling Xiao cold sweat dripped down, and for a long time, the emperor said, "Get up."

Ling Xiao stood up tremblingly, but the emperor suddenly reached out and pinched Ling Xiao's chin. He caught him by surprise, and gave Ling Xiao a kiss.

The emperor's mouth evoked a curvaceous arc. The little **** in front of him, with a small body and dull eyes, was really cute. Standing still, even without changing his breath was even more interesting.

The emperor was arrived by Ling Xiao, and his face was slightly relieved, soothing: "The next time I come here, I don't want you to be unprepared."

With that said, his hands were on his back and he calmly left.

Since then, Ling Xiao has determined that the emperor is really interested in him, or that his sexual interest is better ... Covering his lips, he can't return to his mind for a long time.

Isn't this forcing him to make choices in martial arts and life!

Fortunately, the next day, the emperor began to be busy with political affairs, as if he had forgotten it, Ling Xiao could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

On the third day, Ling Xiao received a black dance dress, which was sent by a little **** from Mo Qi, and the dinner was about to start in two days. This dance dress was prepared for him and he was asked to help her out. Dancing.

Ling Xiao chuckled and locked the dance clothes in the box.

On the fourth day, his injury was healed, and he no longer needed to bandage. Ling Xiao praised the emperor's ointment and it worked.

On the fifth day, a messenger from a neighboring country arrived and there was a lively scene outside and inside the palace.

In the Royal Garden, the lights are bright, the corridor is small, the glazed light reflects the lotus pond on the water surface, and the twilight shadows fall on the white walls of the pink wall.

It just looks like the royal banquet hosted by the master of the Jiutian Palace, and the glass is beautiful.

At the moment when the messenger was shocked, the emperor was dressed in a nine-pronged golden dragon robe, and the monarch's momentum came naturally. Carrying three concubines on the side is also Jiaohuayurong, like a fairy concubine.

Hundreds of people at the scene knelt down and saluted, shouting long live, the scene was extremely magnificent.

Ling Xiao was wearing an ordinary **** suit and followed the emperor, secretly raising his eyes and looking downward, his heart was very shocked.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat."

The emperor's voice was not loud, but it was very stable. It echoed in the open-air imperial garden with great majesty.

Everyone got up on command, their actions were very orderly, and Ling Xiao's heart surged.

"All Aiqing sit." The emperor took the lead and sat on the high seat. The three concubines took their seats respectively under the emperor.

Officials slowly took their seats.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao stepped back slightly and waited with the little Lizi behind the emperor, taking the opportunity to secretly look at the officials and messengers present.

To the right of the emperor are the officials of the Mu Dynasty, headed by the prime minister, and sitting in order by seat. In the distance are the family members of officials who have not yet had official positions.

Ling Xiao glanced, feeling a gaze fixed on himself.

Ling Xiao looked in doubt, and found Lan Wei with a sullen expression.

Lan Wei's eyes were fierce, and his face was angry.

Ling Xiao stared in surprise, did not expect that Lan Wei was here, and the prime minister dared to let him enter the palace?

However, it is not difficult to imagine that this kind of banquet is a good opportunity for officials from all dynasties to meet mentors and friends here.

Lan Wei is the only son of the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister certainly hopes that he will become a talented person, but I wonder if he will disappoint the Prime Minister again.

Thinking, Ling Xiao glanced open to the left.

On the left is the messenger of Shao Guo.

The exotic messenger nearest to the emperor is elegant and handsome, his features are particularly straight, his nose is especially straight, his eyes are light brown with exotic style, his hair is shallow, his skin is very white, and he is dressed in white. The style, the collar and the belt are covered with gold pieces, walking around and the gold pieces collided and clanged, which was quite interesting.

Ling Xiao remembered him, he was the leader of the foreign messenger, Shao Guo's prince-Fu Yujun.

In my life, one of the men who pursued Mo Qi ...

Below him are the officials he brought over, as well as several beautiful women from Shao Guo.

The banquet began in the dance of these exotic and beautiful women.

The exotic woman was enthusiastic, dressed in an exposed, dancing dance, and was quite charming. Fu Yujun looked at it with interest, while quietly observing the expression of the emperor's emperor, but she saw that the emperor's expression was faint, and her eyes were ruthless. Not interested, Fu Yujun was slightly disappointed.

These women are the most beautiful and beautiful women in other countries. In this visit, in addition to seeing the power of the pastoral country, the most important thing is to allow the emperor to leave one of these women. The friendship between the two countries has great benefits.

However, looking at the emperor, Fu Yujun felt that this time it was futile.

"The Shao Guo dance really has its own characteristics and it is quite popular." After the dance, the emperor said something.

Fu Yujun heard the words, quickly converged and disappointed, smiled without a trace, and responded politely: "It is my honor to be honored by the emperor."

The Prime Minister replied later: "Although the Shao State Dance is not unique, I am not bad. The prince came from a long distance. It is better to take this opportunity to enjoy and appreciate my song and dance."

When the prime minister spoke, Ying Yan entered.

Muchao women's Xiangjiao Yu'e, ring-fat Yan Yan thin, different. The dance is wonderful, the singing is round, the piano is so versatile, and versatile.

Compared to Shao Guo's enthusiasm, the song and dance of the Mu dynasty is more subtle and euphemistic, making Fu Yujun's eyes full.

At this time, sitting in the courtyard performing is a woman dressed in a yellow coat and combing with Sui Yunyan. She played the lute with her hands and her singing was crisp and beautiful.

Although the appearance is not glamorous, but it has no flavor. Fu Yujun looked at it with a smile, lamenting that this pastoral country is really beautiful.

Ling Xiao also saw this woman. In fact, after seeing so many, he only recognized this person.

She is He Baolin who has a holiday with Mo Qi.

Ling Xiao remembered that it was Mo Qi's turn.

Thinking of Mo Qi, Ling Xiao could not help but secretly smile, this Mo Qi did ask him for help, and he did promise to help, and he not only agreed, but also asked for delicate dance clothes and dancing scenes, Mo Qi did not doubt, Find someone to do it one by one.

However, Ling Xiao temporarily regretted it, did this fun come out?

The dancing man is gone, and he is following the emperor, and finds that Mo Qi, who has been played, can take him?

The only Mo Qi who could threaten him was his identity as a fake eunuch, but this banquet was set up for the messenger of Shao Guo. Their role in the appearance was only to perform, and to leave after the performance was not qualified to speak.

If Mo Qi was so unwilling, he accused him at the banquet and shouted that he had lost his constitution. That would amount to refuting the emperor's face in front of a foreign messenger. I believe that by then, even if the emperor wants to keep her again, it is probably tolerable.

Ling Xiao was betting on the chance that she would yell after seeing herself. As long as she was troubled, she would be dead.

He Baolin finally retired, and the corner of the banquet suddenly went dark.

The people's eyes were all attracted, and the courtier leaned in curiously, and saw a bead curtain screen, the screen was full of lights and candles, and the ground was filled with candles. I can imagine how amazing it would be if a silhouette of a beauty was reflected.

This arrangement is exactly what Ling Xiao wanted.

For the rest of his life, he relied on the light of the candle and the bead curtain screen to help Mo Qi dance a silhouette dance. From then on, he made the emperor look at her differently and rise higher and higher.

Now, the arrangement is all there, but this silhouette dance can only be performed by Mo Qi.

The candle on the ground was lit, but there was no figure in the screen. Everyone looked up from hope to sigh, and couldn't help lowering their heads and biting their ears. The emperor frowned and looked back at the little plum.

Little Lizi understood it, flipped through the leaflet at hand, and approached the emperor and said, "The emperor, this should be the show of Mo Xiu Mo Qi."

The emperor heard it, his brows were tight, and his lips were unpleasant.

"Yes." Little Li Zi took the lead and was about to step forward to shout, and the bead curtain screen finally appeared.

Judging from the silhouette, it is a stack of women. The woman poses inside and is reflected on the screen, which is quite artistic.

The crowd frowned and calmed down. The arrangement was novel, and they were curious about the dance.

However, to their disappointment, after the person behind the screen started to dance, the whole beautiful picture disappeared, and the dancing posture was really unsatisfactory.

The crowd shook their heads.

Seeing this, Fu Yujun couldn't help but feel funny, was the person in it deliberately putting up a screen to cover up the poor dancing skills?

Ling Xiao saw that the people from Fu Yujun were laughing and constricting their eyes. No matter what the result was today, Mo Qi not only ruined his reputation, but also made the emperor lose face, and the life after that was not easy.

However, if only she could be resolved directly at this banquet.

Ling Xiao was so hopeful that he didn't know if there was an assistant in heaven. As soon as he hoped it out, he could hear Mo Qi screaming behind the screen, and he was extremely angry.

Then I saw that the figures on the screen were jumping up and down, and the screams were as loud as ears. Soon, the people behind the screen pushed the screen and rushed out of it.

Xu was too hard, and the screen fell down in response, and the surrounding candles were dumped. After rolling out for a distance, the carpet on the ground was lit.

Suddenly, the crowd was noisy, away from the fire one after another, and Little Plum rushed to the little **** and the little palace girl around the banquet to carry water to fight the fire.

And Mo Qi's clothes were burned, and now she was screaming and running around.

When Ling Xiao saw this, he slightly hesitated, and then it became clear that the dance he was going to dance was based on the silhouette of a candle, which was everywhere. This candle was everywhere, and this step had to be very careful, Mo Qi Obviously, he didn't understand any dance steps, so he "fired".

"Help me, it's on fire!" Mo Qi always ran to someone's place, Xu felt that those people would save her, but now she moved the tinder, who dares to approach her? Almost everyone avoided her action.

Even the imperial army who rushed in to protect the emperor and concubine and foreign envoys was not for a fire, but to prevent her from rushing.

At this time, shouldn't the flower messenger be shot at the banquet?

Ling Xiao was thinking like this, Lan Wei in the search crowd around, but did not see a search around, could not help but a little surprised.

At this time, a person ran quickly with a bucket of water from a distance, and splashed water on her at a distance not far from Mo Qi, and the fire went out, but Mo Qi was wet all over.

When Ling Xiao looked at it, it was Lan Wei who splashed Mo Qi with water. He centered his heart slightly, and said that Mo Qi was in trouble. Lan Wei must be in the forefront.

At this time, Lan Wei took off her coat and put it on Mo Qi's body. Mo Qi looked at Lan Wei with tears in her eyes, and she shook her head as she wanted to say something.

The prime minister gritted his teeth in the crowd, stepped forward and pulled Lan Wei behind him, and gave him a hard glance.

Mo Qi followed two steps, and when everyone saw her looked at her, she couldn't help shrinking her neck and looking around.

When Mo Qi turned her head, Fu Yujun saw her appearance. He was a little surprised, and his eyes appeared stunning. Although the woman didn't dance very well, her appearance was beautiful, but this woman had something interesting.

Fu Yujun looked at Lan Wei in the crowd.

Mo Qi saw Ling Xiao who was looking for it in the crowd at this time, but now staying beside the emperor, she glared, and when anger hit, she couldn't take care of anything, raised her finger and scolded him: "Ling Xiao You are here! You liar, shameless despicable ... "

"Stop!" Little Li Zi scolded angrily, and Mo Qi winced.

Xiao Li said, "I don't even kneel when I see the emperor, dare to shout in the direction of the emperor!"

Mo Qi froze, her eyes moved again, and when she saw the tall man, she immediately knelt down in surprise: "The courtier was not intentional ..."

"Who are you, dare to call yourself a courtier in front of the emperor ?!" The concubine heard that, dissatisfied, only the emperor's concubine was qualified to call a courtier in front of the emperor. Who is this woman? !!

Ling Xiao chuckled and shook his head behind the emperor. This Mo Qi left him with a mistaken name ...

The emperor seemed to hear Ling Xiao's smirk, looked back at him, he was startled, and quickly smiled, standing obediently beside the emperor.

The emperor looked away and looked at the good banquet. There were burnt marks everywhere, the cups and plates fell to the ground, and the water traces were everywhere.

He froze, and showed no patience to Mo Qi. When he crossed the Yulin Army and came to Mo Qi, Mo Qi saw this, and he was dissatisfied with the distorted and distorted face of the concubine, busy pretending to be coquettish and winking at the emperor. The emperor frowned and said, "Mo Qi, do you know what is wrong?"

Mo Qi frowned and said pitifully: "I didn't mean it, emperor ..."

The emperor saw no remorse in Mo Qi's eyes, but only acted pretentiously, and seemed to think that talking to her was wasteful, and she stayed away from her.

"Mo Xiu Mo Qi, who has been in the palace for a few months, but does not understand the etiquette of the palace. She is very sad. Now she is in trouble again, disturbing the guests, adding a crime, and now she will be assigned to the condensing palace. . "

The Cold Palace is the Leng Palace ... This is Mo Qi's entering the Leng Palace ... Even so, the emperor did not kill Mo Qi? !!

Ling Xiao frowned.

"The emperor ..." Mo Qi still wanted to say something, but the emperor seemed bored. As soon as he raised his hand, a guard with a knife covered Mo Qi's mouth.

"Well ..." Mo Qi struggled.

Seeing this, Lan Wei wanted to step forward to help Mo Qi, but his hand was caught by his father.

"father!"

Looking at his begging son, the prime minister turned his head to hate iron and steel, as if he hadn't seen it!

As he argued with the prime minister, the emperor said coldly, "Pull it down."

Lan Wei turned her head and saw Mo Qi's slender figure being dragged away by the guard with the knife without mercy. His uncomfortable frown seemed to have been severely struck.

Seeing that Mo Qi had been pulled down, the emperor walked to the Prime Minister and Lan Wei in front of him, stared coldly at them, and finally looked at the Prime Minister: "Prince Prime, this is what you want to give to Luan. Beauty? Then you have to wipe your eyes. "

The Prime Minister was shocked and just wanted to kneel and salute him, and the emperor had turned and walked back.

Upon seeing this, Fu Yujun led the envoy of his country and stepped forward to the ceremony: "The emperor, when I'm tired, I will retreat first."

The emperor heard the words and looked at Fu Yujun. "Tonight, the messengers have been disturbed. Tomorrow will set up a feast for everyone, so you can go back and rest."

The alien messenger retreated, and the emperor turned and passed Ling Xiao, paused, and glanced at him: "You better think about how you will explain to you just now."

Ling Xiao was startled, his concealed eyes lowered his head.

I did not expect how keen the emperor was, and now I could think of myself.

Is it because the spearhead of Mo Qi's words pointed at him?

Ling Xiao followed the emperor, wondering how to explain to the emperor.

The emperor likes the truth, and it is better not to lie if it is not necessary.

With this in mind, Ling Xiaosi had an idea in her heart.

Inside Ningxuan Palace

Ling Xiao carefully presented the emperor with a cup of tea. This is the second night the emperor has sat here since he left Ningxuan Palace last time. Thinking of the last experience, Ling Xiao was a little flustered, but thought that the emperor came to listen to the explanation. He was a little relieved again.

The emperor reached out and took a casual sip and put it on the table: "Say, what are you doing with Mo Qi today?"

Ling Xiao didn't expect that the emperor would be so straightforward, he could not help but hesitated slightly, then said softly: "This is indeed the negligence of the slaves."

As he said, Ling Xiao gathered his eyes and asked: "The emperor, you may need to see it yourself to explain it clearly. Would you ... wait a moment for the slaves here?"

The eunuch's eyes were sincere and pleaded, and his expression was calm. Seeing him so, the emperor first trusted him by three points, waved his hands, and responded to his request.

The **** leaned over and saluted, and lowered his head into the room inside.

Before long, there was a cry from the eunuch: "Emperor, can you come in?"

"..." The emperor raised his eyebrows, and the **** was so brave! Dare to call him in and out at will.

Even so, the emperor got up and went in with his hands.

Beyond the bead curtain, there is a unique scenery inside ...

On the ground swayed by candlelights, and in the midst of sparks, the man stood barefoot, wearing a black fringed silk robe, a woman's suspense cloud, and a veil mask on his face, his posture was very charming.

Seeing the emperor coming in, Ling Xiao moved lightly and moved between the candlelight, his waist began to twist with his limbs, his wrists fluttered, his clothes fluttered, and he was clearly a charming dancer. , Actually dancing a little chic, a little elegant, a little dust.

The emperor watched intently, his footsteps were slightly raised, and the candles under him stepped closer to the dancing people. The pendulum swept the flames, the candles shook, and some extinguished, and some rekindled.

In just a few steps, the emperor walked very slowly. When he arrived in front of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao just finished dancing and kneeled in front of the emperor and took off the veil.

"emperor."

The emperor stretched out his hand in front of Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao took a slight glance and took the emperor's hand, and the emperor suddenly pulled it into Ling Xiao's arms.

Ling Xiao exclaimed a short exclaim, and hit his face against the emperor's thick chest. With a slight stiffening, he heard the emperor's low voice: "Are you trying to seduce or bewilder?"

The emperor stroked Ling Xiao's hair, holding Ling Xiao's waist, his fingers moved slightly.

Ling Xiao was stiff, reaching out and covering the emperor's turbulent hand, holding his hand in an anxious hurry, "The emperor, don't you think this scene is familiar? If you add a screen ..."

The emperor heard the words, stopped and pushed Ling Xiao away a little, Ling Xiao relieved slightly.

Hearing the emperor's lips, "Mo Qi's layout tonight."

Ling Xiao nodded his head and saw the emperor holding himself without giving up. He turned his eyes, bowed down to salute and pleaded guilty, and took the opportunity to leave the emperor's arms and said: "The emperor forgive sins, slaves are guilty. The arrangement of the screen candles was required by the minions. "

The emperor raised his eyebrows and Ling Xiaofu bowed his head and said, "Two days ago, the slave got the dance suit she wore on her body. It was also sent by Mo Xiu Nu. The slave was once her slave. She knew that the slave could dance. I wanted the minion to perform her show in this costume, and finally came to Taodai Li Zong. "

The emperor cold-faced when he heard the words, so bold Mo Qi!

"It is impossible for a slave to do this deceitful thing, but ..."

Ling Xiao said, slightly raising his eyes to look at the emperor's expression, but he found that the emperor's eyes stopped when he stopped, at this moment he raised his eyes, his eyes were facing the emperor, Ling Xiao Xinyi Jumping, busy narrowing his eyes, he dared not look at it again: "But she was the master of the slave, and the slave could not refuse, so she thought of a law that was not a law."

"You pretended to have promised her?" The emperor looked at Ling Xiao and continued, looking coldly: "Why did you tell me now?"

Ling Xiaoping replied: "There is no tangible evidence for the minions. There is only one dance suit. If Mo Xiunu denies it, it is the word of the minions. Moreover, the minions are thinking that now the minions follow the emperor all day, Mo It is impossible for Xiu Nu to run into the saint in order to find a slave. This time she promised that she would have no follow-up. Mo Xiu Nu should also rest this unreasonable thought. The Emperor is in a good position. The slave does not want the Emperor to be too tired. Lady Mo Xiu has rested this thought, and she won't disturb the emperor. "

The emperor heard the words, converged his eyes and thought, his expression was uncertain and unpredictable. Ling Xiao pleaded guilty: "The slave convicted her, and the slave didn't guess that Mo Xiu was braced to play, and she did not expect that she would lead the fire of the candle to her body, smashed the dinner, and did not expect it. When she saw the minions, she was so disregarded that I lost my face in front of the messenger of the foreign country. "

The grievances Ling Xiao said, his head bowed, did not dare to let the emperor look straight.

He really didn't guess that Mo Qi would ignite her skirt, nor did she guess that she would have a banquet in the end.

Although, he was happy about it.

"How did you feel that Mo Xiu was in trouble? You seem to be very happy?" The emperor said suddenly, looking at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was stunned, but he was startled, but he didn't show his face. He bowed his head and said stiffly, "The emperor will not be happy until he has a slave."

The emperor heard that he stared at Ling Xiao thoughtfully, his eyes clear.

Ling Xiao waited for a while, but saw no response from the emperor, sweating in the forehead. He thought about the emperor's mind, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, "The emperor, the slave is guilty, the slave is not talented, and he danced since childhood. Maybe tomorrow night. At the dinner party, save face for me. "

After hearing the words, the emperor raised his eyebrows and asked slowly: "How do you recover?"

Ling Xiaofu bowed his head respectfully and said: "Emperor, tonight Mo Xiu smashed the silhouette dance, then the slave of tomorrow will use this silhouette dance to erase the messengers' bad memories of tonight."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, thinking about the dancing and stretching of his eyebrows that he had just seen with his own eyes.

Ling Xiao politely saluted: "The slaves only wished to share the worry for the emperor."

The emperor yanked his lips, his complexion eased, and he stretched out Ling Xiao: "Next time, tell me, I will believe you."

Ling Xiao was stunned in his heart, and could not help but warm his heart, and said softly, "Xie Xie."

The candlelight in the room was swaying, and the **** face of the little **** in front of him was flickering under the candlelight. His eyebrows were full of style, his eyes were rippled, his lips were smiling, and the emperor could not help but ordered: "Ming After the late performance, you do n’t have to come out to salute and just retreat. ”

This order was a little strange, but Ling Xiao still gave a good response.

The emperor narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, looking soft, and seemed to be in a good mood. He pulled it back, and attached Ling Xiao's waist again, holding Ling Xiao a while, and the emperor stepped out of the room full of candles, and Ling Xiao went into the bedroom together ...

The emperor's generous palms around his waist seemed to carry a certain kind of special appeal. The heat of the palm gradually spread to his body, and then spread to his whole body, making him hot everywhere. The emperor's fingers moved slightly, and they passed there. After a while of itching, his whole body trembled, Ling Xiao was a little lost, his body softened, and leaned on the arms of the emperor. When the emperor saw this, he took him to the bed, and when Ling Xiao saw the bed in the bedroom , As if drank in cold water. The alarm bell in my heart sounded.

He busily stood upright, but the emperor had taken him to bed.

The emperor's face came together, Ling Xiao saw a heartbeat, his head slowly backed, the emperor stopped, and frowned, staring at him.

"Emperor, minion ... Actually ... minion ... and ... also ..."

Ling Xiao tried to make excuses, but he was so nervous that he stuttered.

"You won't tell me, you're not ready yet?" The emperor stared at Ling Xiao with a burning look.

The emperor's eyebrows were already displeased, and a tone of anger appeared in his tone. Ling Xiao didn't dare to answer yes, but had to grit his teeth to be silent.

But he did not give up the struggle, his brain was running fast, thinking about various reasons. At last, his eyes lighted up and he had an idea. He couldn't help but reach for the emperor's chest, and exerted a little force to prevent the emperor from approaching. Before he got angry, he said, "The emperor, the minion is naturally willing to serve the emperor, but the minion is really inconvenient today."

The emperor looked at Ling Xiao leisurely, and seemed to be waiting for Ling Xiao's explanation.

Ling Xiao said with a lip, "The emperor, the minion heard about the man doing the house, and it would be unbearable to do the side under him, and he would not be able to climb the bed the next day. The minion is naturally not afraid of pain, and can be with the emperor. The slaves are willing to be painful together, but the slaves have to perform tomorrow night. The slaves are afraid that they will make mistakes. When the slaves break down, they will be unable to escape their blame ... "

The emperor stood straight up and heard the expression, leaning on the edge of the bed.

Ling Xiao was nervous and agitated waiting for the emperor's decision.

Eventually the emperor moved, he opened his hands in the face of Ling Xiao and ordered: "Undress."

? !!

Ling Xiao was shocked, the emperor decided ...

Ling Xiao was panicked, thinking of his younger brother, his eyes fluttered, but he didn't dare to obey. He trembled and stretched out his hands, slowly **** the emperor, his mind was working, and other excuses, he must hide this One thing!

When the emperor saw the **** panic, he could not help but feel a little funny, and the frustration in his heart had dissipated a lot. He reached up and raised the jaw of the eunuch, leaned over his face and kissed him: "Relax, I just sleep tonight Don't touch you. "

Ling Xiao was dumbfounded. With a little reassurance, the emperor has always spoken in a hurry. Since he said nothing, Ling Xiao could breathe a sigh of relief.

Sharing the same bed with the emperor, Ling Xiao was extremely nervous, and his body was very stiff. Covering the same bed quilt, Ling Xiao had to clamp his legs to prevent the secrets from leaking while sleeping.

Compared with him, the emperor looked very leisurely, and he even turned around and held his head to look at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao laughed, and did not dare to look at the emperor: "The emperor, it's late at night, you ... don't you sleep?"

The emperor lay back when he heard the words, but stretched out and embraced Ling Xiao's body. Ling Xiao was shocked, clamped his legs, and was scared to breathe. The emperor laughed, and stretched out his hands and patted Ling Xiao's back and said: He said he would not touch you or he would not touch. "

Ling Xiao smiled embarrassingly, and gradually relaxed himself by doing psychological construction for himself, and nestled in the arms of the emperor.

Seeing this, the emperor patted Ling Xiao's back to soothe, and his eyes closed gradually: "Alright, sleep."

The emperor slept, but Ling Xiao was sleepless overnight.

Until the early morning, he couldn't help falling asleep.

In the morning, accompanied by the sound of insects and birds, Ling Xiao slowly opened her eyes.

I looked around and found that the sky was bright, and the other side of the bed was already empty, and there was no room to feel it.

Ling Xiao was suddenly startled, raised his quilt to look at his pants, and saw that it was still on his body, Ling Xiao's heart was put back.

Such a shock, really tested his heart, Ling Xiao faced hard.

"Master, are you awake?" A greeting came from the door.

Ling Xiao glanced out a little, it was little plum, he cleared his voice and said, "Wake up, come in."

Xiao Lizi stooped into the door with a smile on her face, Ling Xiao glanced at him, and asked curiously, "What is so happy?"

"It's all right, the slave is just glad that you and the emperor finally agree."

Ling Xiao frowned, and what he meant.

Xiao Lizi said: "Vice governor, the emperor has already gone to the dynasty. This is what the emperor let the slaves give you."

Ling Xiaowen said that it was discovered that Xiao Lizi was holding a tray in her hand, which contained a book and a small box.

Ling Xiao blinked in doubt, first took the small box and opened it. It contained a colorless gelatinous substance, which smelled a faint scent, something similar to a salve, Ling Xiao didn't understand what it was, set it aside, I picked up that book and flipped around twice ...

It turns out that there are all kinds of men and men in all postures / huantu!

Ling Xiao fiercely closed the book together! A black line on the face.

The small plum next to him meant an unknown smile, and Ling Xiao glared at him disgustingly, driving out, "I'm done, I'll take the things, you go down."

"Yes." Little Plum retreated.

Ling Xiao frowned, bulging his cheeks, looking at these two things, feeling the eyes like needles, holding these two things, like hot potato.

Thinking for a moment, Ling Xiao put these two things on the desk farthest from him. He seemed to feel that it was too close. He went to another room and put the things on the bookshelf. Take it out and tuck it into the cabinet.

Not only did the emperor regard him as emperor, he also had an interest in him, he was also shaping himself in this regard.

Give the palace, give slaves, give treasure!

Although he is the **** chief, in fact, the **** chief is basically responsible for the little plum. This little plum has previously reported to himself what happened, but since the emperor showed interest in himself, the little plum also Not coming to report.

Ling Xiao was depressed, knowing that Xiao Lizi was clever. When he saw that the emperor intended to make him emperor, he would no longer let him touch the position of director, and he would not dare to report privately.

There is no other way.

But Mo Qi fell, it doesn't matter if he is not the proper supervisor!

At night, it was another banquet.

The inside and outside of the banquet palace are brightly lit, staggered, and the cup of light is intricate.

The emperor was seated, wearing a nine-clawed dragon robe, with three concubines present, and a **** on each side.

Ling Xiao stood on the right side of the emperor.

The foreign envoy was led by Fu Yujun, sitting on the left side of the king, and still on the right side as the prime minister.

Ling Xiao quietly looked around and searched the banquet for a round. This time the prime minister did not bring Lan Wei.

The banquet table was filled with treasures, fine wines, and delicacies. At the time of the wine, the prime minister brought in several beauties.

Dedicated to the neighboring king.

The Prime Minister knew that he had caused the emperor's displeasure last night, and he was particularly active tonight, toasting to the neighbor's son again and again.

And introduced Fu Yujun to every woman who performed tonight. Fu Yujun knew that this might be the pastoral country also wanted to be with other countries, and these women were selected for him.

However, Fu Yujun took a sip of wine and smiled. The emperor of the country could not see the beauty of another country. If he chose a woman of a country of her husband so soon, wouldn't it be too bad for a country?

Thinking about it this way, Fu Yujun was not in a hurry, slowly enjoying singing and dancing, drinking the wine with respect to the prime minister.

Suddenly, the lights of the banquet turned off a corner, and there were three or three bead curtain screens standing there. The screen was full of lights and candles. The candles were arranged in an orderly manner and extended behind the screen.

Looking at the screen, there was a shadow on it.

The shadow reflected on the screen was a charming pose, revealing the slender waist hidden behind the screen.

On the other side of the emperor, Ling Xiao had disappeared.

Everyone booed, wasn't this the appearance of Mo Xiu's farce last night? How come today? Could someone have made trouble again?

Fu Yujun frowned. Some were not clear about the meaning of this pastoral emperor. One farce was enough to make other countries laugh and be generous. Why was there a second show?

He couldn't help looking at the sitting young emperor, but he saw his eyes soft and serious, staring at the silhouette on the screen with a blink of an eye, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, was he ... laughing? Fu Yujun raised his eyebrows, but this pastoral emperor did not even look at the stunning beauty of another country. What's so nice about this screen?

Just like last night, the emperor of the pastoral country really has a unique taste!

Fu Yujun shook his head with a slight smile, but also paid attention to the silhouette.