"Why are you here?" Ye Zhao's face was displeased.

Taixia didn't know why Ye Zhao, who was still happy just now, suddenly turned cold, she put the book in her hand upside down on the table with some puzzlement, and asked Ye Zhao: "What are you angry about?" ”

Lang Xing also raised his eyes to look at him, with the same doubt in his eyes.

"I ask you, why are you here?" He was still staring at Taixia, and his wolf-like eyes gave out the kind of light that stared at his prey.

"I, I, I'm here to ask Lang Xing about something." For some reason, he looked at him like this, and his eyes dodged.

The atmosphere in the room was a little condensed for a while, and when Lang Xing saw this, he took the initiative to speak, and he said with a smile: "Why do you seem to be here to catch a traitor, Ye Zhao, don't misunderstand." ”

It was only after hearing his words that she understood, she didn't control her expression, and she rolled her eyes very indecently.

"Let's not mention that we haven't carried out the post-sealing ceremony yet, even if I really become your queen, we are only agreeing to marry, and we don't have any real feelings, okay! Catch any traitor. The more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, until he finally silenced it completely.

Ye Zhao's expression was not soothed by the help of the two people, and he dragged Taixia up from the chair.

Taixia was very caught off guard and was dragged up, stumbling under her feet, and suddenly stepped on the skirt hanging on the ground, causing her center of gravity to be completely biased in the direction of Ye Zhao, and she fell on Ye Zhao's body in a hurry.

was embraced into a hot embrace, and the incense on Ye Zhao's body rushed to the tip of her nose, it was a very special incense, which made her hands and feet a little soft, and the skin under the thin shirt exuded a hot temperature.

Ye Zhao's hand came directly to her and pressed her into his arms, not allowing her to move a bit.

"Hey, no, you let go." Taixia was held in his arms, and the domineering incense on Ye Zhao's body surrounded her one by one, and Taixia was a little dizzy.

"Shut up and clean you up in a moment." He lowered his head and said something close to her ear, the hot breath hit the tip of her ear, her ear turned red, and the already crystal dripping ear suddenly became the same as the red jade, and Ye Zhao's throat itched, and he bit down with his small fangs.

"Oh, what are you doing!" Tantai Xia was dizzy and listened to Ye Zhao's words obediently in his arms, but when he took this mouthful, her consciousness was extremely clear, and her hand hanging down at her side raised and rubbed her ears.

Her ears are really provoked by anyone, how it seems that everyone wants to bite it, and wants to pull it off and press it on themselves.

Really, her hand was crossed in front of her, pushing Ye Zhao hard.

"Get out of the way, go away!"

Ye Zhao's arms were like an iron wall, tightly encircling her.

"I advise you not to rub it, or I don't know what I will do in a while."

Taixia sensitively felt that Ye Zhao's body temperature was getting higher and higher, she didn't know what it meant, but after listening to his words, she raised her watery eyes and glared at him, which made Ye Zhao's eyes darken again.

But she soon understood that so many years of words were not in vain.

"I, I'm not moving, you let go of me, I can walk by myself." Taixia's cheeks flushed, and it was rare to listen to the words and obediently nest in his arms.

"Someone, bring her back." Ye Zhao coughed lightly and called for someone to come in.

His arm was released, and he quickly stood up, pulled off his clothes, looked at the ground with his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, and didn't say a word.

"You guys are starting to be slimy before you get married, and if you do, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the two of you." Lang Xing stood in front of the desk, watched the interaction between the two for a while, and said loudly.

Ignoring his jokes, he turned around and took the books on the table, regardless of whether Lang Xing agreed or not, holding the book in one hand and holding the skirt in the other hand flew out of the room like a butterfly.

He shook his head and sighed.

When Taixia's figure completely disappeared from the sight of the two, Lang Xing restrained his relaxed look just now, and asked Ye Zhao what he said before: "What did you just say good news?" ”

Ye Zhao closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, calmed down his somewhat restless body, and replied with a serious face: "Half of the cities that sent people to lobby before have already agreed to our plan and took the initiative to submit. ”

When Lang Xing heard this, his always indifferent expression became a little excited, and his face finally became a little rosy.

"Great." After he said this, his expression when he was happy was a little frozen.

"The rest of ......"

Ye Zhao sighed, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and said, "I know you don't like to use force to solve problems, but sometimes you can only non-violent and non-cooperative. ”

Lang Xing's face was full of compassion again, and his figure was shrouded in a halo, more and more like a fluttering immortal, as if he did not belong to this world.

"I just need them to surrender, I'm not a killer, you know mine, Lang Xing." Ye Zhao softened his gaze, looked at Lang Xing and said.

"If we only capture the city lord—" Lang Xing still couldn't bear to start a war, trying to stop Ye Zhao's next plan.

"Lang Xing!" Ye Zhao shouted his name in a deep voice, and Lang Xing retracted his words.

"We have been targeted for a long time, all we want is to be caught off guard, if we delay any longer, wait until they organize a human resistance, Lang Xing, then it will not be a war."

"I know, well, it's up to you." He closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at the world that was about to destroy the lives of the people.

But the war was clearly started by them.

"Langxing, we will be understood, this is from the smallest sacrifice in exchange for the greatest benefit." I don't know if these words are comforting Lang Xing or comforting himself, Ye Zhao muttered several times.

She didn't dare to be angry with the book in her hand, she only pinched the hem of her skirt and turned it around several times, treating it as if it were someone's meat.

She was actually not present and guessed what the news Ye Zhao was going to say, it was nothing more than that they had made progress in unifying the Xuan Demon Continent, and with the support of the city, they had a greater certainty.

Taixia thought more, and now she can also know that Ye Zhao may not even be the city lord, and she doesn't know why he wanted to do this kind of big thing that success will last forever, and failure will spurn thousands of people, after all, he also has his own hardships, which she doesn't want to delve into.

Even if they want to start a war at this stage, they must lack an army, and the maid retinue can buy it as long as they have money, but a well-trained army is not so easy to get, and they will choose to lobby those city lords, it must be because they do not have the strength to wage war at this stage, and can only use enough benefits to impress others.

But Taixia thought about it, those who are willing to surrender to them at this stage are not necessarily all for profit, maybe there is also a city lord who has a huge and timid view of the overall situation, that is a powerful assistant, but I am afraid that there are too few such people.

She felt that this time it was mostly divided into two kinds, one was the grass that fell at both ends for the sake of the greater good, and the other was that the handle was held in the hands of Ye Zhao and they had to give in.

She thought about it a lot, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was really an immortal genius, but it was a pity, hey, she sighed.

But she's not interested in this kind of thing.

After the daily narcissism is over, her palace is also close at hand, and at this time, her stomach gurgled at the right time, and Taixia covered her stomach with some embarrassment, and turned her head to look at the maids on both sides.

The maid in the emerald green dress couldn't help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled lightly, bowed her head and replied, "Girl, please wait a moment, the slave maid will go and call for lunch." ”

A blush appeared on his cheeks, and he coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, nodded, and stepped in.

In the next few days, Tantai Xia didn't go out, Ye Zhao and Lang Xing seemed to be very busy, and they forgot about this place, even Mu Ni Shang who appeared that day didn't come, but fortunately she had the books given by Lang Xing in her hand, and the days were not boring.

This day, as in the past few days, she slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, rubbing her face, and reading last night, her eyes were a little dry.

There was a faint hot spot on her neck, she just woke up, her brain was still a little confused, she touched it casually, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

"Pink." She shouted.

Yezhao arranged two maids for her, one was named Taohong, who was a personal maid, and the other was named Liulu, who was a first-class maid who was in charge of all the servants in the courtyard where she lived.

The two girls are both first-class and good in eyesight, and they are quite easy to use, and they even enjoy this kind of life a little.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror, and behind her was Liu Lu's skillful hands holding her hair in a bun, and she thought absentmindedly that such days were too depraving.

After thinking about it, I covered my mouth and yawned, I was a little addicted to watching it last night, and I don't know when I fell asleep, so it's not early.

Her neck was still hot, and she frowned and reached out to cover it.

It's strange, it doesn't feel hot to the touch, why is it a feeling of being burned by fire.

"Girl, are you unwell?" Peach sorted out the dressing box, saw her frowning, and asked carefully.

"It's fine." She suddenly thought of something, and her expression froze.

When Liu Lu combed her hair, she made an excuse and took both of them out.

After the two of them left, Taixia carefully closed the doors and windows one by one, and after confirming that there were no others in the house, he whispered into the air: "Sikong Yang, is it you?" ”

No one answered her, and she didn't feel embarrassed, so she waited patiently for a while.

"It's me."