Chapter 137: The Regent's Palace

The graceful Queen Mother was a little uncertain, wandering back and forth in the huge Cining Palace, and her charming face was a little haggard for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Then the mourning family asks you, what if the regent allows the mourning family?" The queen mother hesitated, and no longer had the domineering posture of the harem.

Zhao Haochen took a step forward, almost face to face with the Queen Mother, his eyes were facing each other, if it was placed in normal times, this would already be a great crime of disrespect, and it would be enough to pull it out and die hundreds of times, but now this time is a good time.

The Queen Mother is in a position to retreat and can't make up her mind, so that as soon as she is persecuted, she will naturally lean towards her side, everyone has qualitative thinking, once she has an idea, she will subconsciously believe in her first idea.

What's more, Zhao Haochen's handsome face is very popular with the queen mother, so this timing is too right.

"There is no such precedent in this dynasty......" Zhao Haochen didn't finish speaking, he pushed away, and distanced himself from this charming woman, he didn't want to have too much relationship with this woman, no matter what, there was still the little emperor caught in it, and he would have to help him in many things in the future.

A naked sentence rushed in her mind like Hong Zhongdalu, and an imperceptible smirk appeared at the corner of her mouth.

What about your queen mother, what about the pyramid standing at the top of this world, as a person who has studied psychology, it can be said that he knows all about these, and he can catch them.

Zhao Haochen hung his hands to the side, not speaking, he pressed too hard, but it was not good, maybe it would be counterproductive.

The Queen Mother stood at the head of the bed in a daze, without saying a word, there was a dead silence around her, except for the breathing of the two, there was no other noisy sound.

The jade bead curtain was lifted with a bang, and the white and delicate soles of the feet stepped on the lotus steps into Zhao Haochen's low-hanging sight, and the charm of a mature woman lingered on the tip of Zhao Haochen's nose.

Moving his gaze upward, the light gauze dress outlines the concave and convex scenery on the woman's body, the jade and warm body is full of reverie, the plump waist and limbs are graceful and colorful, and the unique rhythmic beauty escapes from her body.

As a virgin in the 21st century who has not seen nectar for a long time, an indescribable heat rushed straight into his mind from Zhao Haochen's lower abdomen, and the desire of human nature could no longer be contained.

Between the legs, an object suddenly stood up, a small tent was propped up, shaking his head as if he was greeting the Queen Mother, and his blushing face made Zhao Haochen want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

The enchanting Queen Mother seemed to be interested, walked to Zhao Haochen's side, Qianqianyu gently raised his chin with her hand, looked at him carefully, and then looked at his lower body.

Haha hid her scarlet lips and smiled, a spring breeze-like smile appeared on her face, and she covered her lips with a handkerchief and said, "In the harem, your behavior is the lightest to carry out the palace punishment." If there is a handsome little eunuch like you serving the mourning family in the palace, the mourning family will be content. ”

Zhao Haochen only felt the small wind between his legs, chilling, and subconsciously tightened his legs.

"If it weren't for the lack of manpower in the emperor's place, the mourning family would definitely get you to your side, and the clouds and rain would be overwhelmed night and night!" A crispy aroma like an orchid blew on Zhao Haochen's neck, making Zhao Haochen look shocked.

"Plan well, don't let a third person know!"

Zhao Haochen bowed and retreated, and as soon as the cold wind blew at night, he suddenly hit a wit and shook his head vigorously, only then did he expel the ** thinking in his mind and walked towards the outside of the palace.

However, he did not go to rest, but went out of the palace gate, turned a corner, and hurried straight to the regent's palace.

The palace was where he had to come.

The little emperor Murong Xun returned to Beijing, and he even beat the regent at the gate of the city, for a while, Murong Yang ignored it, this does not mean that he doesn't know, but he knows very well, he wants to win himself over and let himself come to defect, otherwise, the consequences will ......

If he was still the young master of the Sword Emperor Pavilion, then when he came to Huajing City, the regent would have to send someone to greet him, but the Sword Emperor Pavilion no longer existed in the world, and he, the young master, had also become a lost dog, hiding from the people who came to search for the three sects all day long, but surprisingly, for a while, the three sects did not send people to search for his whereabouts.

The Regent Mansion of Huajing City is not something that ordinary people can enter, just by reporting layer by layer, Zhao Haochen waited for a quarter of an hour, not that the subordinates of the Regent Mansion are scattered, on the contrary, the subordinates of the Regent Mansion are quite diligent and act very quickly, but this palace is really too large, half the size of the Imperial City.

If he hadn't taken out the token of the "Imperial Envoy" given by the little emperor, Zhao Haochen wouldn't have seen this prince.

The scale of the palace is magnificent, and the decoration is as luxurious as the palace. As the only brother of the emperor, Murong Yang was extremely valued in the eyes of the people and officials, and the mansion exceeded the standard of a prince.

The founding emperor of Dongyu State had an ancestral motto that the prince's mansion should not cover more than ten acres of land, but the emperor ignored the obstruction of hundreds of officials for the sake of brotherhood, and forcibly assigned all the scope of dozens of acres of land to the prince's mansion.

The construction of it is even more ingenious, Zhao Haochen has seen the scenery of the four seasons along the way.

The pavilions stand in a forest, the gurgling water of the small lake in the heart of the flower, from time to time there are a few carps of dozens of catties jumping up, the flowers of the four seasons are all over the forest garden in the flower garden, the flowers of spring are vibrant, the Tingting lotus in summer, out of the silt and not stained, the chrysanthemums in autumn bloom more vigorously, and the plum in winter exudes a fragrant fragrance.

"Come in!"

Murong Yang's rich voice came from the spacious palace, and a domineering spirit of self-esteem was revealed, and the rhythm of not being angry and arrogant was mixed in it.

"Wechen meets the prince!"

Zhao Haochen also bowed slightly and did not kneel.

There was a huge silence in the palace, dead silence, Zhao Haochen's eyes were staring at the ground, his expression was tense, and his right hand inadvertently touched the sword on his waist, as long as the regent made a slight move, he planned to strike first.

The two maintained a tacit understanding, as if they had started a duel, and no one dared to speak first.

Opening your mouth means that the momentum you have accumulated will be discharged to the end, and in an instant, if the other party wants your life, you will have no time to dodge.

The room was full of ravines for a while, and the two started a conscious duel.

Two powerful consciousnesses are handed over, one looks at the world and is in charge of mountains and rivers, and the other is vigorous and horizontal, opening up a world.