Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3312 "The main hall... lacks a Fengjun. Is the son willing to marry?" [Fan]

  After Princess Xi Zhao ascended the throne,

  In just one year,

  Guzheng Guotai Min'an, the prosperous age is beautiful.

But……

  The peaceful days passed for a long time, and some people began to guess that there was no one in the harem of His Royal Highness now, not even a servant, which is always bad.

   So he began to remonstrate again and again, earnestly requesting the affairs of the harem.

  In the Imperial Study Room,

  Liang Shangshu was bitterly persuading the emperor, but the door of the imperial study room was suddenly opened.

  A beam of light fell in, a little dazzling.

  The clear and cold voice fell down, not light or heavy, cold and expensive, but it seemed to carry a somewhat unclear **** danger.

   "Liang Shangshu thinks he is too leisurely?"

  Liang Shangshu shivered subconsciously, and slowly stiffened, closed his mouth and swallowed hard, only to see a figure in white clothes walking past him, tall and beautiful, with Zhilan Yushu, but cold and inviolable.

   is the young general of today.

  Jin Yao.

  According to the rumors in the capital.

  This young general was by His Highness before he became famous. After becoming famous in World War I, he was even more loyal to His Highness Xi Zhao. No matter how others were drawn, she remained unmoved and did everything for His Highness.

  One year ago, the prince forced the palace to rebel. The young general laid a net in the palace, took the lead in escorting him, and captured the abandoned prince alive.

   Later in the capital, when the chaos of various factions emerged in endless chaos, the young general also always stood by His Highness Xi Zhao, purging the enemy party, cold-blooded means.

  When His Royal Highness Xi Zhao succeeded to the throne, this young general was also the first person to stand up and support him.

  The violent voice of resistance at the beginning is said to have been resolved by Jin Yao coldly and neatly.

  In contrast to this decisive, cruel and ruthless style of doing things, the young general is dressed in white, like a bamboo knot, loves pear flowers, and is good at rhythm.

  The white clothes are as clear as snow, and the beauty is on the skin and on the bone, always with a cold and indifferent temperament, like a breeze and a bright moon, and a vermilion tear mole at the corner of his eye is cold and squiggly.

  The guqin song talks about unparalleled in the world, and it is amazing.

   Such a refined, elegant and noble person, an immortal-like character, but his methods are ruthless and ruthless, I am afraid that the only gentle and tender affection is only given to His Royal Highness.

  Who doesn't say in private in this capital.

  This young general is the sharpest knife in the hands of His Royal Highness Xi Zhao. As long as an order is given, it will be invincible when the cold blade flickers.

  How loyal is that, even more than life.

  And the young general's Nilin...

  Everyone knows.

  Jin Yao has never liked other people's premises under the palace and the harem.

  Liang Shangshu bit his scalp, screamed badly from the bottom of his heart, raised his head and glanced at the emperor, and saw that his posture was lazy and indifferent, and he was very honorable.

   didn't care at all or even acquiesced to Jin Yao's unauthorized entry into the Imperial Study Room and his rude behavior.

  So, Liang Shangshu swallowed cowardly, and silently stepped back.

  Only Princess and Jin Yao were left in the Imperial Study Room.

The snow-clothed boy stood there, silent for a moment, then walked forward silently, his slender fingers encircled the girl's wrist, the touch under his hand was delicate and easy to grasp, he hugged the princess from behind, it was easy to grow taller When he leaned over, he tilted his head slightly, his white chin resting on the princess’s shoulders, long eyelashes fell down, and the corners of his thin lips were squeezed. He muttered quietly, with a pitiful meaning: "Your Majesty, there is always someone I want to grab you from me."

"It's really annoying." His long eyelashes covered the deep surging dark color under his eyes, and he inadvertently seemed to be brewing a strange and sickly paranoid killing intent, but it was also like an illusion. The son of Wang was wronged, and Ruannuo's complaint was really unbearable.

A low voice like   , hovering in the eardrums, dyed a white smile, showing a conniving attitude in the laziness, a bit indulgent: "No one will take it away."

When Jin Yao heard the girl's words, there seemed to be a shattered light in his eyes, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly. He lowered his eyes, the curve of his jaw was beautiful, and he gently rubbed the girl's shoulder line, his color was beautiful. The magnificent thin lips lightly opened, the snow-white tooth tips approached, and they bit down along the outline of the girl’s ear. The cold and soft whisper, like a bewitching demon growing out of the dark, "I will please you," Your Highness only wants me to be a good one."

White only felt a crisp on the side of her ears. The touch was hard to ignore. Behind her, she pressed against the boy’s cold chest, the temperature was cold but also hot, she closed her eyes slightly, and coaxed people with a very calm tone: "Well, as long as You one."

Jinyao got what he wished, with a slightly happy eye, he clasped the princess's wrist, and slowly pressed the person on the table in the royal study room, his movements were a bit aggressive, and his slender figure was covered in white clothes. Like an immortal, in the girl's faint sight, she gently bit her on the side of her neck.

   "His Royal Highness... Jin Yao wants to ask for a position."

  He smiles at Ranbai, he is very elegant and well-behaved, which is hard to refuse.

The princess squinted her long and narrow eyes and looked at the young man on her body. The light and shadow hit the young man's eyebrows through the half-open window of the Imperial Study Room, which was very hazy and delicate. The thin lips under the straight and tall bridge of the nose were sticky and greasy. Zhang Qi bit. Bite the girl's collarbone.

The princess’s waist hit the edge of the table, and the line of her back slightly touched the table top. The red dress was a little messy, a little lazy and bewitched. She clasped Jin Yao’s wrist back and made her voice quiet, wicked and expensive, and said slowly. : "The main hall... lacks a Fengjun. Is the son willing to marry?"

"Jin Yao will always belong to His Royal Highness." The stars in his eyes are gleaming, and he is very beautiful. He looks like a lamp lit by three thousand people. The young general is elegant and noble. He has a beautiful bone, tears and moles are bewitching, white and white. The cold fingers were easily pressed on the girl’s slender waistline, and the movements were unwarranted and gentle but aggressive. The son’s delicate curvature of the Adam’s apple rolled up and down in a slightly **** arc, and his voice became dumb: "Your Majesty... I have not served here yet. you."

  The princess paused slightly with her fingertips.

  The young man smiled obediently, with his white forehead pressed against her, his long body pressed against the person, his movements were slow and sticky, a faint pear blossom lingering around the girl, kissing her ear, "Can you try."

   Gu Zhenguo in the summer of 174.

  The emperor's wedding.

   Jun is hired all over the world to marry young generals.

  Since then,

  No one dared to mention the harem.

  Red candles are extinguished, and the veil is layered down.

  The night is getting darker, and the moonlight is as bright as frost.

  The slender boy in red, the demon ruler, does not return to the cold and cold appearance of the past, but is more fascinating, like a demon from the abyss.

He flexed on one knee and touched the bed lightly, three thousand ink hair scattered behind the beautiful shoulder line, his red robe was loose and ecstasy, revealing a white and delicate collarbone, Jin Yao lowered his eyes, leaned down and pressed it down, his joints were cold and hard. White fingers clasped the princess's beautiful skinny ankle and slowly moved upwards.

  (End of this chapter)