Chapter 102: Pro-Recruitment
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Shen Qing only felt an anger rushing to the top of his head, and struggled hard, but his hands were captured by the man, but he didn't shake the man for half a point.
Her resistance aroused the man's desire to conquer even more, and he fiercely entangled the tip of the woman's slippery tongue, greedily absorbing the sweetness in her mouth.
The hand holding the back of her head deepened again so that the lips and tongue could be intertwined deeper.
When she opened her eyes, she saw his thick **** eyes, and she naturally knew what those eyes represented. She dodged his entanglement, her teeth biting down hard, and the rusty taste of blood in her mouth.
The man slowly let go of the shackles on her, there was a shallow tooth mark on his thin lips, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his lips, his fingertips wiped at the corners of his lips, evoking a smile with evil spirit, and the **** in his eyes was still burning.
Fiercely wrapped around the woman's slender waist, forced her to cling to his chest, and said seductively: "Don't refuse me, Qing'er." ā
Shen Qing secretly screamed in his heart, his fingertips quietly twisted up in a place that the man couldn't see, and the cold mangs in his eyes sank to the bottom of his eyes, ready to go.
"Your Majesty, the prince of Zhao and General Lin have something important to ask to see the emperor."
Outside the hall, the cautious voice of the prince was heard.
"Let them wait in their study."
His voice was unpleasant to be interrupted.
Shen Qinggang's relieved mind mentioned again, "Your Majesty, General Lin said that there is an important military situation and needs to be played immediately." ā
The sharp voice of the prince who was not afraid of death sounded again.
Shen Qing looked at the unpredictable expression of the man in front of him, and it seemed that there was really something big about it if he could make the prince lose his life like this.
"Why don't you go and take a look, listen to the voice of the prince, it seems that there are really 100,000 urgent things."
Seeing his hesitant expression, she hurriedly admonished.
Lian Che looked at the face of the woman in front of him, sighed in annoyance, and then comfortingly stroked her face, and by the way, helped her wipe the blood stains on her lips: "You rest first, I will go over and take a look." ā
Seeing her nodding, she stood up, straightened her wrinkled clothes casually, and hurried out of Xiaoyue Hall with her princess.
On the second day, there was news that Lian Che was going to drive the expedition in person, Shen Qing was not surprised by this, Xiling had already been captured, and the soldiers and horses of Xijiang and Southern Chu crossed Xiling and rushed straight towards Fengcheng.
Mixed in with a group of flowery concubines, Shen Qing glanced at the man in a dark color suit from a distance, and just collided with his gaze.
His dark clothes reflected a strange luster in the sunlight, and when he saw Shen Qing's gaze, his lips couldn't help but arouse a smile, he jumped off his horse and walked straight in her direction, behind him were soldiers standing straight and waiting for him.
He casually threw the saber to the attendants on the side, walked directly past Ling Lingshan, who was standing in front of him with a reluctant expression, and finally stood in front of Shen Qing.
Everyone's eyes suddenly shot to Shen Qing, who was standing in front of Lian Che with a light face, her face did not have the reluctance and melancholy on the faces of other concubines, just like a lily with a delicate fragrance, standing there elegantly, with a noble expression without a trace of humility.
His gaze was fixed on her face, and she knew he wanted to kiss her, but it was obviously not suitable for everyone.
His Adam's apple rolled downward, his fiery lips imprinted on her forehead, and then gently took the woman into his arms.
Shen Qingneng felt a chill coming from her back, and her cold gaze was extremely sharp, with monstrous jealousy, as if she wanted to shoot a hole in her body.
He ran his big hand through her silky hair and whispered in her ear, "Wait for me to come back." ā
After half a sound, he let go of the hand around his waist, carefully combed her hair that was blown by the wind, but casually ordered Ling Lingshan who was standing aside: "After I leave, this harem matter will trouble the queen." ā
A trace of embarrassment flashed on Ling Lingshan's face, thinking that she was the first beauty in Jinyao, and she was even more sought after by countless young talents at the beginning, but she never thought that now, her husband would be fascinated by a widow.
She tightened her fingers holding the handkerchief, and secretly gritted her teeth before replying: "The concubine will do her best to take care of the harem for the emperor, Your Majesty does not have to worry." ā
"Well, Qing'er doesn't like to be lively, so don't bother her when I'm not there."
Ling Lingshan's silver teeth were almost crushed, and she even had to exhaust all the strength of her body to suppress the trembling jealousy.
"The concubine obeys."
The morning sun on the horizon has a trace of heat, and the yellow sand blown by the horse's hooves gradually becomes clear, reminding the time of departure, Lian Che looked deeply at the woman in front of him, and told him uneasily: "On the day when I am not there, you take good care of yourself." ā
A light smile unexpectedly appeared on Shen Qingran's indifferent face, and she replied softly, "Okay." ā
This smile almost made the man stupefied, and he put his hands on her cheeks, as if he wanted to pick up this rare intoxicating smile.
"It's time for the emperor to leave."
She naturally didn't know, but because of this shallow smile, the man in front of her was stupid, and couldn't help but push his arm and urge.
Lian Che came back to his senses, looked at her deeply again, and suppressed the strange shock in his heart, then let go of her and turned over on the horse's back.
The yellow smoke team gradually moved away, Shen Qing retracted his gaze, and unexpectedly met Ling Lingshan's resentful eyes.
The chill in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, like a torrent of the embankment, roaring and pouring out.
Shen Qing retracted his gaze indifferently, in his past and present lives, there were too many such women, sad and pitiful, and he plunged into the dream of love that he had weaved, crazy and persistent, letting the sharp knife called love pierce his heart, drenched in blood, and stubbornly thought that if he persisted a little longer, it would be a spring of flowers.
As everyone knows, that fragmented self-esteem has long been crushed by kneeling at the feet of others and stepping on it.
However, this great sacrifice is at most just a sigh from others.
Shen Qing turned her face away, turned around and left, with these people, she didn't want to stay longer for a moment.
Concubine Xiang stood beside Ling Lingshan, looked at the back of the woman leaving, and instigated: "Niangniang, look, she doesn't take you too seriously, but she just relies on the emperor's favor, and she regards this palace as a place." ā
Ling Lingshan bit her lower lip fiercely and reprimanded: "Shut up, you have the ability to let the emperor spoil you like this." Since I am pregnant with the emperor's heir in my womb, I will take good care of it, and I will be moved by your careful thoughts about doing nothing all day long. ā
was reprimanded by Ling Lingshan, Xiang Concubine had to lower her head, secretly hating that she had hit the muzzle of the gun, and was obviously used as a punching bag.
Shen Qing walked straight towards the Xiaoyue Palace, and when he passed by the Imperial Garden, an arrogant voice unexpectedly sounded behind him: "Stop!" ā
She followed the sound and saw that the woman was wearing a high flying bun, a blue hibiscus on her sideburns, which lined her snow-white little face with crystal clear, and a long skirt with gold filigree groove smoke violet outlined her slender figure with moving ups and downs.
Shen Qing raised a faint smile: "Is the princess calling me?" (To be continued.) )