Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

"If you want to be the king, I will be the chancellor. Wherever you are, I will be there. If you want to guard Qin, I will share the burden for you. You and I cannot be separated."

The woman's voice was like a spring in summer, extremely pleasant, but when she made the oath, it was hoarse and solemn, which made her cry several times.

——"If I am the king, you will be appointed as the prime minister. From then on, the Qing history of Qin will leave your name and mine forever."

The promise was made too lightly, and she didn't know how many hardships she would have in the future. Every year she gets older, she can feel the passing of life even more, as if someone had set up a sand filter for her. When she didn't know it, She has already begun to count her end time.

What is it like to die?Murong Xun often thinks about this problem. It's not that she hasn't thought about it before, but she can't think about it. Now that she is really a king, and when Yan Wuwei is really pulled onto this road full of thorns and blood, she feels it. After a while, I was afraid.

If she really complied with the old man's words and left first, then what would Yan Wuwei... do?

Qin Guo, can you still tolerate her?

"What are you thinking?" When she was in a trance, the woman opened her mouth and bit her shoulder lightly. The slight pain pulled her out of the worrying mood, and she reached out and hugged the person on her body. Embracing, satisfying her so that she would not let out a sigh, maybe night is the time to make people think about it, she is still young, her body is also in good condition, and she still has a lot of energy and time to fight against the nations and enemies within. fight.The sun is long, and she has enough ability to protect the woman in her arms, so she can live up to her affection of more than ten years.

"I'm thinking why Jin'er is so enthusiastic today."

"Could it be that I snubbed you and made you want to take revenge on me?" the woman said quietly, "You actually started to stay in a daze..."

The woman's accusation made Murong Yan smile a little guilty, she stretched out her hand to please him, and said softly, "Jin'er..."

Yan Wuwei sighed lightly, rolled over from her body, "Forget it, go to bed earlier."

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief, "No, I won't do it...?"

Now you and I are both naked, why don't we do it?

Yan Wuwei hugged her into his arms, "Aren't you so tired that you start to freeze?"

"...Xiangguo." Murong Yan coughed lightly, then secretly reached out to touch the woman's upright buttocks, and rubbed it, "I just feel that the night is very long."

Murong Xun resolutely leaned forward and kissed the woman's lips, because both of them had removed their clothes before, but now they are both naked, as soon as she moved forward like this, their chests came into close contact, "Xiangguo really doesn't want it?"

"—Fake." Yan Wuwei rolled over in his arms, pulled the quilt over his head, and the two of them did some shameless things in the dark quilt. Unable to bear Yan Wuwei's torment, unable to breathe, he lifted off a section of the quilt tremblingly, breathing in fresh air, Yan Wuwei is in good health, and pestered her like he didn't know he was tired. He was able to cooperate, and later begged for mercy:

"Jin'er... slow down..."

"Didn't it be the same when you tossed me last time...?"

Murong Yan followed Yan Wuwei's arm up and down, and after hearing what the other person said, she rolled her eyes, "I, I...that's a reward..."

"The minister is returning the gift now."

"Hmm... Xiang, Xiangguo..." Murong Yan hooked Yan Wuwei's shoulders, and kissed Yan Wuwei's mouth with red lips, "You and I, husband and wife... are you still so polite?"

Yan Wuwei laughed, hugged Murong Yan and sat up, fearing that she would be cold, so he wrapped her in a quilt, and after keeping warm, her fingers entered Murong Yan's body without stopping, "You should be polite." Yes, my king."

"Uh...uh..."

The entanglement between the two lasted until late at night, Murong Xun fainted from sleepiness, fell asleep on Yan Wuwei's body, and fell asleep until dawn, her conscientious Xiangguo shook her awake, and said softly, " Hey, it's time to go to court."

Murong Xun turned over and almost fell off Yan Wuwei's body, "Lonely..."

"Come back to sleep after morning."

"Do not--"

Yan Wuwei sighed, and coaxed her with a good temper, but Murong Yan, who was extremely sleepy, would not listen to her. Bar."

"Well...bye, dear."

Yan Wuwei: "..."

As a result, the throne was empty in the early morning court that day, and the high-pitched voice of the court officer said, "Your Majesty is ill, and there is something to announce, and there is nothing to retreat to the court—"

The ministers were not ignorant of propriety. They knew that the new king was not in good health. At the end of winter, the cold air returned to the court. They might have caught a cold. How dare they bother the king, so they all declared that nothing happened.But it was not so easy for Yan Wuwei, because the king was ill, so she, the Prime Minister, had to handle state affairs on her behalf, so after she came down from court, she took a bunch of papers and went to Qingquan Palace. The palace people said that Murong Yan was still sleeping, Yan Wuwei nodded, not to be disturbed, the palace man found a desk and sat down, reading the booklet.

When Murong Xun woke up, the sun had already risen, and the people beside the bed were long gone, she got off the bed and got dressed, and when she came out of the bedroom, she saw Yan Wuwei who was sitting at the desk looking at the booklet.