Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3280 God in the heart: The princess’s sick dahlia (34)

  He was indifferent to his side face, his slender fingers pulled off the neckline, and the curvature of his Adam's apple was lusty and sexy.

  The young man untied his belt and took off his clothes slowly, which was pleasing to the eye.

  Dyeing white outside, through the huge screen standing there, you can see the slender figure of the young man, as well as the **** movements, which are shadowy and hazy, adding a bit of mysterious desire.

  She took a flat look, then turned to sit down on the soft couch, picked up a book and read it.

  Jin Yao was bathed and changed, and when he walked out from behind the screen, he saw such a scene.

  The princess leaned lazily on the soft couch, with her white fingers supporting her beautiful forehead, and a book in her other hand. In the warm light and shadow, her eyebrows were picturesque and high.

  His Adam's apple scrolled up and down, and suddenly he thought of the picture he had just seen in front of the door of the wing, his eyes dimmed.

  Ranbai heard the sound and raised her eyes.

  Beauty goes out in the bath, always pleasing to the eye.

  Time is in a trance, much like the first meeting.

  Young Xueyi, Qinggui, lonely and tall.

  The moment I walked out from behind the screen.

Freeze.

  Jin Yao walked over step by step, and under the eyes of the princess, he suddenly knelt on one knee in front of Ran Bai.

  Dye Bai cast her eyes down, looking at him.

  The boy had just taken a bath, changed into a clean and loose snow suit, still smeared with some moisture, his collarbone was looming, and a mole on the corner of his eye became more and more fascinating.

  Jin Yao knelt on one knee and put his hands on the girl's side, and his fingertips were glowing with cold moonlight white against the edge of the soft couch.

Then--!

   suddenly leaned forward, carrying a faint pear fragrance, and directly kissed the princess’s lips in a pious but aggressive posture.

  The white dyeing action pauses slightly, and he looks at the boy with a clear and calm mind.

   A ray of moonlight outside the window fell between his eyebrows, the young man raised his eyes slightly, his eyelashes cast fine shadows, the high nose bridge lightly pressed against the girl's side face, a lonely but hot kiss, implying all desire and admiration.

  "His Royal Highness." The breath passed through the white-dyed ears, and the clear and sweet voice fell on the ears, a little dumb, "I will please you, I will please your Highness, and I can learn if I don't."

   "No one has touched me except you, I am not dirty." He put his hands on his side, kneeled on one knee, and looked up at the princess. At the moment, those well-behaved eyes were dark and dark. "Don't find anyone else."

  Ranbai's emotions are always calm, even when kissing, there is no change, she lowered her eyes to look at the teenager.

   put down the book in his hand, lightly raised the young man's curved white and beautiful chin with his fingertips, staring at that delicate face, his tone was unpredictable, and it was forever unpredictable: "I heard that the son never stayed with guests."

  Jin Yao kissed the princess' fingertips softly, very tenderly, he said: "I am willing to serve Your Highness."

  A chuckle fell suddenly.

   "Jin Yao, you belong to the main hall, you can only belong to the main hall." The princess asked patiently, "Do you understand?"

  "Jin Yao belongs to the princess all his life, including fate."

   "The temple has allowed it."

  Tonight,

  Response to the gentle moonlight is the kiss of Sui Ling.

  In the courtyard, the pear blossoms have faded and bloomed, repeating again and again, endlessly, twin pear blossoms are twined with each other, and the night breeze lingers in the fragrance of pear blossoms.

  That year.

  The pear blossoms are blooming just right.

  The next day,

  Jin Luan Temple.

  The sun is shining all things, and the unattainable stone steps in front of the Jinluan Temple seem to be shattered with golden light.

  A young man dressed in court clothes, slender and tall, with an exceptionally fair complexion. On such a solemn and solemn occasion, his usual cynicism has disappeared. With his deep eyes and cold brows, his temperament is indifferent and cold.

  This is Ning Chaozhi's first time going to court.

  He walked up the steps unhurriedly, facing the light of the rising sun, his sleeves hunted the wind.

   "Emperor Sister." By chance, seeing such a lonely and arrogant figure, the young man smiled willingly and proudly, and said hello politely.

  Ranbai turned her eyes to Ning Zaizhi, she nodded slightly.

  The morning session is repeated every day.

   Regarding the battle between Tianlun Kingdom and Guzheng Kingdom, the emperor’s deliberate pressure and delay, as well as the deliberately pushing the boat down the river in the dark, there hasn’t been any progress until now, but it should come to an end.

  Today's quarrel was very fierce, and all factions joined the war.

  A war between the two countries is not a trivial matter, there must be casualties, there must be one defeat, and the interests of others will be touched in the middle.

  In public for private, some people want this battle to be fought, but some do not.

For Ning Xunxiong, who is already old and greedy for peace, Ling Yun's lofty ambitions in his youth have long been obliterated by beauty and luxury, and he absolutely does not want to start another fierce battle.

  However, this matter could not be suppressed anyhow. The side who advocated the war lasted forever, and Ning Xunxiong's mood became more and more irritable, and he developed a deep sense of disgust for this early period.

  He turned his gaze and fell directly on the slender boy, his eyes flickering, "Zhizhi... come on."

  Ning Zhanzhi is the first time to come to the Shang Dynasty today. The first question of the Shang Dynasty came so quickly and sharply that many people focused on the Eighth Prince.

   is watched by countless curious eyes, some are curious, some are sizing, some are malicious, some are indifferent.

  The boy has a straight back and does not change his face.

  He looked directly at the emperor, his expression calm and sharp.

   "Erchen thinks--"

  His thin lips lightly opened, and he paused every word.

   resounded through the Jinluan Temple.

  "Tianlunguo is ready to move, plotting a bad idea. This battle should be fought!"

  Someone took a deep breath. In fact, Ning Xunxiong's meaning is well known to everyone. This, this, just the first day of the ascension...

  Ning Chanzhi doesn't care about the eyes of others. He is good at restraining his edge and staying away from power, but when necessary, he only strives for what he wants.

   belongs to the era of Ning Xunxiong, and it has passed.

"There are three reasons." Ning Zhuzhi's tone is calm, his thinking is clear, and all his thoughts can be solidified in the verbal and open conversation. The reshuffle of Tianlun is not irreversible."

"Tian Lun recently sent his army northward, and it is said that he intends to attack He Xiao country. He Xiao and our country want to attack He Xiao because of their geographic location. He must pass through our country. Attack He Xiao, but look at Gu Zheng..."

  The temple of Jinluan became quiet, and only the cold voice of the young man was left, which was exceptionally clear and loud.

   Rigorous thinking, well-founded, completely irrefutable.

  This young man who shined on the first day of the Shang Dynasty has left a deep mark among the hundreds of civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty.

   Tai Wei He Yun listened unmovingly, and finally set his sights on the princess.

  What role the eighth prince plays in it is still unclear from today's side.

  It’s just that His Highness did not move before, and he carried the emperor’s will to push the boat along the water. The plan was directly advanced in these two days, and the battle was set, but it coincided with Ning Zhu's remarks, but it helped them. The original plan only needs follow-up processing.

   is indeed a good thing.

  He Yun quickly began to calculate in her heart.

  (End of this chapter)