Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

Shen Zhuoan's kiss didn't last long. As if to complete some kind of task, he pulled away in time at the end without any nostalgia.

The oil-stained brocade handkerchief was thrown carelessly by the table. Shen Zhuo'an took another handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his mouth, his dark eyes filled with coldness.

He squatted beside the bed, looked at Yan Qingning's slightly swollen lips, deliberately ignored the inexplicable strange feelings in his heart, and looked coldly at Yan Qingning lying on the bed: "Little emperor, you are such a piece of trash."

He had previously injured his meridians in order to explore some forces living in the dark.

When he was in Wanju, he used his internal energy to avoid Gu Xian'an as soon as possible. Now his body really couldn't withstand too much wear and tear, so he could only use this method to temporarily suppress the spread of toxins in Yan Qingning's body.

Shen Zhuo'an stared at his bloody lips and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this idiot emperor did not have any excessive achievements or high prestige in the Yu Dynasty, he himself was the center of power in the Yu Dynasty.

As long as he still exists in the world, others cannot legitimately inherit the power of the Yu Dynasty.

Shen Zhuo'an pressed his lips through the brocade handkerchief, and it was unclear what kind of emotion was in his dark eyes: "Little emperor, the situation in Yuguo is complicated, and the entangled power organizations have long imbued the court. There is a smoky atmosphere, there are unincorporated troops in the country, and the dark forces are intertwined."

"You cannot lead Yu State to a higher historical status, nor can you use the power you have to eradicate Yu State's serious illness. You can only be like a mascot, obediently staying in the comfort zone planned for you by others. "

"So, neither you, who has no political ability, nor Gu Xian'an, who is ruminating on the relics of old friends, can't defend the country of Yu..."

Shen Zhuo'an's fingertips slowly moved down until they touched the purple blood vessels on his neck, and he closed his eyes to feel the beating of the pulse there.

Here, there are Gu insects that he planted specially...

"Little emperor, I don't intend to let you die so easily before you finish writing the edict for the Zen throne."

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +10, current love value is: -90. 】

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"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister, the Imperial Master has transferred all the palace attendants outside His Majesty's palace.

According to our informants in the palace, the Imperial Master has sneaked into His Majesty's chamber and has been there for half an hour. "

"Snapped!"

The sword made of dark iron was stuck on the table, causing cracks like spider silk on the pear wood table.

Gu Xian'an's brows were filled with veins, and he was gritting his teeth: "What did you say? That bitch Shen Zhuo'an sneaked into His Majesty's room to take advantage again, and he took advantage of it for more than half an hour!"

When the subordinate who came to report the situation heard that Gu Xian'an was obviously exaggerating the facts, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, but he also said to him dutifully: "In addition, according to the report from the eye liner in the astrology building, the National Master has recently It seems that he suffered a lot of injuries.”

"I knew he would definitely be punished for such a heartless thing!" The smile on Gu Xian'an's lips gradually deepened, completely losing the elegance he had pretended to do before.

Fortunately, he was not too out of shape. After returning to normal, he waved his hand and said to his subordinates: "Tell the spy in the palace to catch a few of them jumping up and down in time when that bitch Shen Zhuoan takes advantage of His Majesty. Rat.

In addition, notify the secret guards in the palace to protect His Majesty's safety at all times.

If necessary, you can directly kill that bumbling bitch Shen Zhuoan. "

The subordinates retreated very quickly after receiving the order, and Gu Xian'an gently stroked the jade flute hanging on his waist in this undisturbed environment.

He often held the jade flute and played with it, which made the originally dim jade flute acquire a lot of luster.

Gu Xian'an stroked every part of the jade flute with sad eyes, and the clear voice faded away from the carefree and free manner he had pretended to be in the past, and also faded away from the usual playful and playful tone.

"Qing'an, I have already taught Xiao Ning all the things you taught me before."

"He is much smarter than we thought." Gu Xian'an wiped Xiao's body carefully with silk cloth, as if talking to Yuxiao, and also seemed to say to himself: "He is a young eagle whose wings have not yet matured. There is enough ambition, but not enough ability for the time being.”

"I will teach him well. Even if that shameless bitch Shen Zhuo'an blocks his way in front of me, I will teach Xiao Ning well."

"In addition...can I ask you to promise me something?" Gu Xian'an paused slightly while holding Yuxiao's hand, his eyes darting over and over again: "I haven't seen you for a long time, can you talk to the Lord of Hell? Let’s discuss it and get him to agree that you can entrust me with a dream tonight?”

"It's good to take a look..."

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Yan Qingning blinked and stared at Shen Zhuo'an who was squatting beside his bed. He felt a little unreal for a moment and subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes.

"Your Majesty is awake now?"

Shen Zhuo'an still looked cold, and there was no warmth in anything he looked at.

"Why is the Imperial Master here with me?"

There was some swelling and pain on his lips, as if he had been hit by teeth, but Yan Qingning did not have the time to pay attention to this. All he could see now was Shen Zhuo'an's face that was exactly the same as Lord Shenming.

Shen Zhuoan's eyes glazed over, and he had no suitable excuse for a while.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the pile of memorials that had been reviewed for most of them, and he found a suitable excuse: "I heard that your Majesty, as the king of a country, lost his temper again. He only indulged in enjoying himself and did not deal with the memorials. .”

After what he said, Yan Qingning did not dare to lie on the bed anymore, and quickly stood up and pulled Shen Zhuoan's clothes to explain: "Master Imperial Master, I was wrong about this matter.

I fell asleep without paying attention for a moment. Please, Sir, please blame me too much, okay? "

He acted coquettishly like a child, completely ignoring that the power and status he carried allowed Shen Zhuoan to kneel down in front of him and perform the most important rituals of the Yu Dynasty.

The more Shen Zhuo'an saw Yan Qingning's pitiful appearance, the more he felt that he was not suitable to be the emperor of the Yu Kingdom. Instead, he was more like a precious bird that was kept in captivity by a wealthy family.

Like a... beautiful little bird that should be locked in a cage by him and cut off from any contact with power.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +10, current love value is: -80. 】