Chapter 23: The Good Night Is Short
"No, Your Majesty only needs to release the wind to the northern barbarians, where the treasure of the King of the West is located, and the greedy people will not give up this empty opportunity."
"In that case, don't hurry up."
"Your Majesty, you can't be in a hurry, you have to eat bite by bite, and you have to play chess step by step."
Zhao Yan was stunned as he spoke.
Jiang Lingyue is the empress, but she is also red and weak, if she was not pushed to the throne by history, she would be a charming little woman.
It's in the dormitory again, and the dress is more casual.
Under the thin gauze clothes, the charming and amorous spring light loomed, and the charming curves attracted Zhao Yan like a soul under the reflection of the candlelight, so that he had to slide into the trap of thinking about it.
"Zhao Lang, am you beautiful?"
Zhao Yan thoroughly analyzed the general trend of the world, and completely dispelled the concerns in the empress's heart, as long as it continued in this general direction, the empire would have no worries.
So Jiang Lingyue also became charming and amorous.
"Beauty."
Zhao Yan's harazi has flowed to the surface of his feet, even before the crossing, what he saw was just rouge and vulgar powder, how could it be comparable to the emperor of a country.
What's more, she is still so glamorous, with the wealth of the country, the empress of the disaster level.
"So what are you waiting for?"
That's right, Jiang Lingyue doesn't want to be an empress, she just wants to be a little woman who is spoiled by her husband.
Because of her special identity, the men Jiang Lingyue saw were either flattering or flattering to her, and they were all stinky men who went against their will.
She also longs to be conquered, a psychological need that little women are born with, to hide inside a wide chest, and only then can she feel safe.
It's just that all the men are ashamed to be inferior to her in front of her, even Zhao Yan has never been crazy, even once.
"Your Majesty."
The male hormones in Zhao Yan's body soared in vain, and his jaw trembled violently.
"Call me Ling Yue."
The empress's momentum was no longer there, as if she was just a little woman who was eager for love lying drunk in front of Zhao Yan.
"Ling Yue."
No matter how stupid Zhao Yan is, he can understand Jiang Lingyue's meaning.
Without worries, Zhao Yan has become the original appearance of monkey urgency again.
Suddenly he took off his obstructive robe, and a fish leaped and pounced.
Where had Jiang Lingyue seen such a brave man, and she couldn't help but scream.
The whole person was slightly brutally pressed under Zhao Yan.
Shadow Guard Suzaku heard the empress exclaim, subconsciously pulled out the embroidered spring knife, and walked quickly to the front of the dragon bed.
Almost as soon as she came to the dragon bed, the whole person froze.
The embroidered spring knife was no longer a murderous weapon, and it hung weakly to the ground.
Although the structure of the dragon bed is made of golden silk nanmu, it cannot withstand the impact.
There was a 'creaking' cry for mercy.
The bead curtain trembled violently, accompanied by the heartfelt cry of the empress Jiang Lingyue, like the waves of the river.
Only the embarrassed Suzaku was left, her pretty face flushed, and she was at a loss, standing stupidly in front of the dragon bed.
It is to watch silently and listen quietly.
What if the hostess inside was replaced by her?
How could there be such a thought, Suzaku couldn't help but cover her pretty face with her hands, and her breathing became more and more rapid as she was shy.
Because at this time, the empress's cry became high-pitched like a stormy wave.
Zhao Yan was excitedly screamed by the empress Jiang Lingyue, and the more he fought, the more brave he became, like a member of the prancing horse and the gun into the millions of troops, like the pleasure of entering a no-man's land.
"Don't."
Suzaku muttered quietly, quickly turned and fled.
For a while, he forgot to embroider the spring knife, and it hit the ground with a clatter, making a crisp sound.
"Wo Cao, there are assassins."
Zhao Yan was alerted by the sound of the knife, and immediately opened the bead curtain and looked out.
"The assassin is you, hurry up and assassinate me."
Jiang Lingyue had already caught a glimpse of the embroidered spring knife on the ground was the thing of the Vermilion Bird, a smug smile crossed the corner of her mouth, and she hugged Zhao Yan tightly on her chest again.
In order to please Jiang Lingyue, Zhao Yan carried forward the fearless spirit of the older generation, who were not afraid of hardship and death, and fought continuously, and finally ran out of ammunition before he died down under the sigh of the empress.
"Zhao Lang fights again."
The empress, who was still unsatisfied, was entangled with Zhao Yan like a charm.
Dealing with those corrupt officials has made the empress Jiang Lingyue physically and mentally exhausted, and now with Zhao Yan's nourishment, she has also found Su Shuang, who is like falling into the clouds.
Although Jiang Lingyue didn't understand what a roller coaster was, the happiness that Zhao Yan brought her was like a roller coaster, excited, nervous, and exciting.
"No, if you fight again, Yan will have no strength, it's better to stay in Qingshan and save your strength to fight again in the future."
At that moment, Zhao Yan didn't dare to look at Jiang Lingyue's eyes, his eyes were full of longing, and they were all greedy for demand.
The heart said that he would have been unable to do it for a long time, if it weren't for the Suzaku escort, he, the aunt of the country, would have been sucked dry by the empress.
"Your Majesty, no, Ling Yue, what's that, wait for tomorrow and let the palace people repair the dragon bed, it's a little creaking and can't let go."
I don't know why, Zhao Yan said that he felt weak when he heard the squeak, and he always felt that someone was peeping.
Of course, this is just Zhao Yan's one-sided words, just to find a step down for his little brother who confesses.
"Dragon bed?"
At this time, the empress, who was dissatisfied, blamed all her grievances on this dragon bed made of golden silk nanmu.
If Zhao Yan knew the consequences, he would definitely regret saying such a thing.
Soon after, a brand-new bed was as solid as a rock, not carved out of rock, and placed firmly in the dormitory.
Jiang Lingyue happily invited Aunt Zhao Yan to admire the moment when the dragon bed carved from precious marble was applied.
Zhao Yan was not excited, but had a bitter face, and his energy was limited.
Of course, this is a later story, and there is still one of the most difficult things in front of Zhao Yan that has not been done.
That is how to divide and disintegrate Chu Junliang's party struggle.
"Zhao Lang, are you thinking about Suzaku, the body you didn't get is just tasteful, right?"
Jiang Lingyue misunderstood, she saw that Zhao Yan was absent-minded, and she felt that Zhao Yan was eating in the bowl and looking at the pot.
"Don't be kidding Ling Yue, you alone will make Yan Li unable to support it, Suzaku's little lady and tiger work, Yan can't control it."
Zhao Yanxin said that he almost died tonight, and he dared to think about Suzaku, did he think that he died quickly?
"That's the best, it's just that I have already issued an order to let Suzaku serve Aunt Guo under the order, and Chrysostom is not easy to take back."
In fact, at that time, Jiang Lingyue asked Suzaku to serve Zhao Yan, and a large part of it was Zhao Yan's sulkingness.
Now that he has experienced Su Shuang, who is infatuated, how can he still be willing to share it with others.
"Also, since Your Majesty Chrysostom is a jade word, you can only be wrong."
Zhao Yan said with relief and didn't think much about it.
"Aunt Guo, from now on, I will go back to the dormitory every day to spend the night, this is my word."
Don't you still want to steal fish, okay, Jiang Lingyue plans to feed you every day, it's best to hold you to death, see if you still want to.