Chapter 360: The Prime Minister Arrives (103)
Jun Qing only glanced at it lightly, and his voice was low and emotionless: "The Western Chu Soldier Fu and the Imperial City Praetorian Guard's mobilization waist card." ”
When the words fell, Dongfang Li's eyes suddenly widened, his little face was full of disbelief, and even his breathing seemed to stop.
After a while, he spoke cautiously as if he wanted to confirm: "Prime Minister, is this true?!" ”
"Hmm." Touching the villain's head, Jun Qing continued: "Dowry." ”
Just a small part.
Dongfang took a long time to digest what the man said, and immediately buried his head in the other party's neck socket.
It's tickling for you.
"Your Majesty likes it?"
Dongfang Li covered his reddened cheeks and snorted, "When did I say I was going to marry you?" ”
After speaking, he rubbed the opponent's neck socket twice.
She didn't know that when her words fell, the man's phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously.
Raised his feet and walked into the inner room, and threw the person on the bed: "Your Majesty doesn't marry Weichen, who else do you want to marry?" ”
The voice is unusually calm, so calm that it makes people hairy.
Dongfang Li was stunned and sat up, but was pressed down by the man.
"I think it's best for Your Majesty to stay here."
As he spoke, he went to pull the other party's shirt, and the girl shrank into the corner of the bed in fright, and was dragged back again.
"I didn't... No—" Dongfang whimpered, and his fingertips inadvertently cut the man's cheek as he struggled too hard.
Suddenly, a blood streak appeared.
Jun stretched out and touched it, without much expression, and then looked at the person below him fixedly, and those eyes seemed to be about to crash into the other party's eyes: "Your Majesty remembers, you can only be a minister." ”
As he spoke, he leaned over and sucked the corner of the girl's eyes: "This is also the minister's." ”
Everywhere is hers.
It can only be hers.
Dongfang stopped struggling and only sobbed quietly.
I don't know how long it took, Jun Qing hugged the person into his arms again and patted the other party's back: "Your Majesty, you have to be good, otherwise you will have to accompany Your Majesty for a long time." ”
Dongfang Li lay in the man's arms, crying and hiccups, and did not speak.
The branches on the moon rose higher and higher, and a few floating clouds gathered and scattered, like a light veil caressing the moon, hazy.
In the hall, Jun Qing hugged Dongfang Li and lay down, very quiet, and had a good night's sleep.
Time just flew by.
Seven days later, the Three Sages of Western Chu ascended the throne as the emperor, issued a decree, returned to the east, and surrendered to the king, and since then there has been no Western Chu Dynasty.
As soon as this order came out, the court was extremely quiet, and no one dared to say much.
Gongsun Junqing's ferocity is very spicy, and they still have lingering palpitations, and all the troops of Western Chu are in their hands, and they can't resist.
Take 10,000 steps back, Western Chu is just the world of the Chu family, for them, if they can live in peace, what does it matter who they serve?
Today, those who have a destiny to stand above the court, regardless of the monarch or minister, have already bent their knees on that night of killing, and it is not a matter of time before they bow down to their ministers, who still can't live with their own lives?
If you don't see it, those who can't pass it have already covered the wind with a pinch of loess, and the arrogance of the bones has been sleeping underground. Years later, who still remembers whom, but with a sigh, crushed into mud.
Ask Chuan, it is the capable person who gets it, today is his grandson Junqing, he will also have others in the future, the change of dynasties is never immutable.
Now it's just the loss of the royal family of Xichu, it's better than a big fight, the lives are ruined, and the people are in trouble and fire, so what's the good to go to the sad spring and autumn and mourn?
History continues, stories will be staged, a few joys and a few sorrows, and you have to look back to have infinite scenery...