Qi Jin's kiss couldn't help moving down, and then tossing and turning between her eyebrows, eyes and lips, sometimes sucking, sometimes pecking, Jiang Qiushui's eyes became more and more moist, and his hands probed his waist.

Qi Jin's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes quickly stopped her next move, and she took a deep breath in response to her dissatisfied questioning, and dropped a kiss on her white forehead, her voice was already hoarse, and Jiang Wei Shui Ming felt that the place he urgently needed to relieve was holding her.

But he looked at her very firmly, and his deep voice was like a small hook teasing her eardrums, "No." ”

She was not reconciled, and reached out to scratch him again.

This time, Qi Jin didn't let her, grabbed her restless hand, swallowed hard, buried her head in her shoulder socket, tilted her head slightly, bit her earlobe lightly or heavily, and sighed: "Be good, don't make trouble." ”

Jiang Qiushui shuddered for a moment, and finally stopped making trouble with him.

After a while, waiting for his emotions to calm down, I quietly listened to him talk about what happened in the court today.

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This was the first time Qi Jin had walked into this strange palace, and he was dressed in brand new court clothes, and he saluted the young emperor on the dragon chair with other courtiers.

As expected, Qi Song stared at him from the beginning and smiled very badly.

"Prince Jin has been hostage in Nanse for ten years, and he has returned with honor, and everyone is still applauding and welcome!"

The ministers looked at each other, and under the warning gaze of Qi Songyin, they had to applaud the venue and smile reluctantly.

Qi Jin waited quietly for him to continue.

When the applause subsided, I heard him say again: "Counting, Prince Jin has been in Nanse for longer than Beicang, and he has married a Nanse woman. ”

As soon as these words came out, the others couldn't see anything on their faces, but the seeds of doubt grew in their hearts.

Qi Jin was very calm and said with a smile: "Your Majesty said that you are laughing, the minister is naturally from Beicang." ”

"Oh? Really? ”

Qi Song sneered inexplicably, but he didn't hold on to this matter anymore, and lazily supported his chin, "It's still the same sentence, there is a book to play, and there is no book to retreat." ”

Then he yawned again, and his laziness was undisguised.

At this time, Wang Zhuo, the general of Zhenguo, stood up, "Your Majesty, the minister has a book." ”

Qi Song half-squinted, "Say." ”

"The minister received the news, Nanse's side seems to be ready to send people to Xiban and Donglin, persuade them to join forces, intending to launch an attack on our Beicang, once the three kingdoms join forces, we will definitely be powerless to resist, so the minister thinks that we should take advantage of Nanse's side has not yet made a move, and strike first."

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for a while, but he didn't see any movement from the person on the dragon chair, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look.

But I saw that his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

Wang Zhuo pursed his lips and gave a look to Gonggong Liang on the side.

Gong Liang understood, and hurriedly stepped forward and whispered Qi Song.

"Your Majesty, the emperor is awake, the general is playing with you."

Qi Song's eyelashes fluttered, he suddenly opened his eyes, twisted his eyebrows and was about to get angry, his eyes caught a glimpse of the ministers standing neatly below, as if he had just reacted to where he was, and coughed lightly.

He looked at Su Zhihui unhurriedly, "Prime Minister, what do you think of what the general said?" ”

Everyone was very suspicious that he ordered the prime minister because he didn't hear what the general said.