I'm still so majestic

On April 23rd of the fifth year of Daqitianhe, He Ji of the Baihu Camp was ordered to lead an army to reinforce Xicheng, accompanied by the four generals of the battalion and the hussar battalion.On the day of the expedition, wine was accompanied by singing and fighting drums, and Qin Tianjian fought and danced with it. The clouds were vast and the army flags were flying.

Yan Ji stood on the city tower and watched them leave. When the Xuan Wen army flag embroidered with white tigers completely turned into a black spot at the end of his sight, he turned around and said, "Go back."

Xie Wenzhuo and Fu Zhihuai nodded, and followed him down the tower step by step. After walking a few steps, Fu Zhihuai turned his head to look at Yan Ji: "Your Majesty, I don't understand. You clearly didn't want He Ji to leave the capital before, and you always had something in your heart." Don't worry, why are you..."

"There are countless people who conquered and destroyed captives when they were young, and they love the freedom of the desert all their lives. How can they stay in a square inch of the capital?" gone."

"At present, only he can make me feel at ease."

Fu Zhihuai remained silent, no emotion could be seen on his face, those phoenix eyes were still beautiful, but the wantonness and flamboyance before had long been blurred and unreal.

Yan Ji lowered his head.

It has been three years since he and Fu Zhihuai and He Ji had a clear mind. In these three years, only He Ji came out. Although Fu Zhihuai looked the same as before, Yan Ji hadn't heard him call for a long time. I am Yan Xiaojiu.

Your Majesty and ministers are deliberately separated.

Those days of picking flowers and cooking wine can never go back.

Yan Ji closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was already clear.He quickened his pace and walked forward, and when he walked past Fu Zhihuai, he bowed his head and said softly: "I trust him in conquest, but I trust you in court affairs." That's all there is to it.

Fu Zhihuai paused, and after a while, his voice reached Yanji's ears far away with the wind above the tower: "That's it, that's enough."

Yan Ji didn't look back, and went straight down the tower.

The past is gone, and there are many future events. Others may still have time to dwell on the past, but his life may only be three years.

Back in Miyagi, I saw Shao He and Er Gouzi waiting by the gate of Xuanjing Palace from a distance.

Seeing the figures of Yanji and Xie Wenzhuo, Er Gouzi first ran over with the little white dog on his back. The little white dog finally got a name on the day of Yanji and the crown. It was very Yanji style, and its common name was Goudandan. The scientific name is Yangoudan.

When he first heard the name, Little White Dog didn’t react much. Shao He and Er Gouzi actually rejected it, but His Majesty felt that the name was both cute and easy to pronounce, and Grand Tutor Xie was very defensive, so the second son of Xuanjing Palace So the name of the little animal was decided.

Only Er Gouzi looked at Goudan sympathetically, feeling sympathetic to each other.

Er Gouzi stopped at Yan Ji's feet, Goudan on his back raised his head with watery eyes, and instantly killed the fluffy control Yan Xiaojiu.

He bent down to pick up Goudan and walked over. Shao He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Ying Wu and Ying Qi who were sent out earlier returned to the palace half an hour ago, and the things they brought back have been placed in the inner hall."

Yan Ji hummed, and entered the inner hall with Xie Wenzhuo, and the things Shao He said were placed beside his pillow, a thick stack of documents, the height of which was not much higher than the royal study memorial.

"..."

Yan Ji stared at the pile of paperwork, and sat down decisively to the side.Xie Wenzhuo smiled indulgently, sat next to him and opened the top documents, read each one like this, and said: "There is movement from Yanzhou."

A pile of documents summed up in one sentence.

I don't know how many points I can give for this reading comprehension.

Xie Wenzhuo saw what Yan Ji meant, smiled again, and continued: "He buried the thread three years ago, and now he is finally going to start using it. We have arranged all of these. It's just... here it is mentioned that Yan Zhou always takes Looking at the scroll that Yun Muzhi left Daqi when he left Daqi, he secretly thought about it, and looked at it very closely, it has been three years, and we still don't know what is inside."

Yan Ji frowned: "Ying Qi, who is the best at concealment, didn't succeed?"

"That's right." Xie Wenzhuo said, "I'm afraid this is the most critical trump card in his hand."

Yan Ji had never seen such a trump card in previous lives.

He frowned even deeper, seeing this, Xie Wenzhuo put down the paperwork, stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, and opened his mouth again: "Also, Yun Muzhi's battle with Xi Cheng went very smoothly, and now he is releasing rumors that the reason for this is , because the Chifang is a country blessed by God, and with the Prophet by his side, no one can stop him."

"Interesting." A dark light flashed in Yanji's eyes: "In this case, let's play with him. The cause of death of Emperor Chifang and Yunmuyi that I mentioned before, can you take care of it?"

Xie Wenzhuo smiled warmly: "As long as His Majesty gives an order, there will be no peace in Chi Fang."

Hearing this, Yan Ji and him looked at each other and laughed, the different faces were the same as a fox, the cut surface was black inside.

Er Gouzi lay in the corner with his Goudan on his back and looked at them, he couldn't help shaking.

Xie Wenzhuo glanced back, narrowed his eyes, startled the little animal that had been ravaged for many years, and ran out with ears shaking before he could speak.Seeing them being chased away, Yan Ji knew something was wrong in his heart, and before he had time to react, he heard Xie Wenzhuo speak in the skin of a gentleman: "Your Majesty, it's getting late."

Yan Ji looked at the light outside that hadn't dissipated, and felt that Mrs. Xie's face was getting thicker and thicker.

Xie Wenzhuo stepped forward: "Your Majesty, why don't you speak, huh?"

The ending of the last word is picked up, deep and hoarse, as many sus as there are.

Yan Ji involuntarily moved back, a little shy: "Speak well."

Xie Wenzhuo smiled: "Huh?"

"..." Yan Ji blushed when she was teased: "You should stop talking."

Xie Wenzhuo thought for a while, raised his eyebrows, lowered his head when Yan Ji had no way to retreat, and kissed him accurately on the corners of his eyes, cheeks, lips, and slowly down, collarbone, dogwood, and finally in the Stop at the lower abdomen.

In this scene, Yan Ji felt that it would be better to let him speak.

As a provocative old driver, Xie Wenzhuo understood Yan Ji's intentions very well, and just opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, are you comfortable?"

Yanji's ears are hot.

Xie Wenzhuo began to kiss the skin of his lower abdomen, leaving ambiguous red marks one after another. Every time he kissed, he raised his head and asked, his voice became deeper and more sexy, and the kiss became more and more downward.

When the inner thighs were covered with dense red marks, Xie Wenzhuo looked at it, very satisfied, and looked up at Yan Ji with those bright and scorching eyes: "Your Majesty, I am serving you, okay? "

After he finished speaking, he continued to bow his head and kiss without waiting for Yan Ji's answer.Such a sensitive place is getting closer and closer to a more sensitive place, Yanji's breathing became short of breath, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer. He reached out and grabbed Xie Wenzhuo's collar: "Are you going to do it or not?"

Xie Wenzhuo lowered his head and rubbed Yanji's hand while he was grabbing his collar, stood up, and began to take off his clothes slowly.He moves very slowly, every movement is overly elegant, but the desire in his eyes can be seen at a glance.

Like a walking aphrodisiac.

Yan Ji lost his temper completely, he was so impatient, he didn't say anything and did it directly, got up and tore off Xie Wenzhuo's clothes and threw them to the side, very anxious.Xie Wenzhuo narrowed his eyes, lightly placed his palm on Yan Ji's lower abdomen, stared at him condescendingly, for a long time, leaned against his ear in a low voice, and called out: "Look at it."

It was the word taken by Yanji Jiguan last year.

Yan Ji looked over vaguely: "Huh?"

Xie Wenzhuo didn't speak any more, reached out his hand to cover his eyes, and lowered his head.

Ups and downs overnight.

……

The result of a night of pretentiousness is the blue color in front of the eyes the next day.

Yan Ji was at peace with peace of mind, nestling on the noble concubine's couch under the Xuanjing Hall's bed and watching the flowers with his dog in his arms, Xie Wenzhuo was enslaved to do worrying things, Shao He was busy sending snacks to Yan Ji, and brought Zhang Zhang by the way A blanket was placed over his legs, for fear that he would catch a cold.

Yan Ji felt that this might be the case for people in confinement.

In the moment of enjoying himself, Yanji would not think about these things, eat something and drink some tea, Er Gouzi lay beside him, his eyes shifted from eating on the table to Gou Dandan on Yanji's lap, going back and forth, looking very dizzy Like mentally retarded, he was finally rejected by the owner, put Goudan on his back, and drove him out.

Shao He added water to the cup and said with a smile, "Your Majesty looks pretty good today."

Yan Ji saw his dark circles from the water, and pointed, "Who did Xiao Shaohe learn the ability to tell nonsense from, that's not good."

Shao He was a little embarrassed: "No...Your Majesty looks tired today, but his eyes are full of energy. I haven't read any books, and I don't know how to describe it. It's the kind of appearance that can only be satisfied with tranquility. .”

Satisfy.

Yan Ji instantly remembered the look of Mrs. Xie hugging his waist last night and asking him if he was satisfied.

Shame.

He looked at Shao He faintly: "Little Shao He failed to learn from Lin Yin."

Shao He's face turned red, and he stammered when he was nervous: "No, no, slave and Master Lin, well, it's just more reasonable, no, I can't learn it, I can learn it badly..."

Yan Ji smiled secretly in his heart, but his expression was still deep with emotion: "But when Xiao Shao talked to me in the past, I was the one who mentioned the most, but now it's Mr. Lin. Does it mean that I don't want to see me anymore? It's really sad. .”

"No!" Shao He immediately became anxious: "You are incomparable to anyone in the hearts of slaves."

Yan Ji raised his eyebrows: "Including Mr. Lin?"

"Yes!"

"Then I'm really touched." Yan Ji smiled and looked at the honest man who was being bullied with a flushed face: "I can't repay Xiao Shaohe for putting me at ease, why don't you join me tonight... be happy ?”

Fast, live, fast, live.

Shao He froze in place, his mind blank.But Yanji didn't stop, leaning on the imperial concubine's couch and squinting a pair of peach blossom eyes and beckoning to him: "Come on, be happy."

Five words, the voice is faintly seductive, Yan Ji looked at Shao He lazily, and after a long while, the first thing he heard was not Shao He's voice, but a deep laughter——

"happy?"

Now his whole body became stiff and became Yan Ji.

Xie Wenzhuo walked slowly from the door, Shao He glanced at him, then quickly walked out with his head down, closing the doors and windows by the way.He stood in front of the couch, bent down, did not speak, and smiled to the extreme.

Yan Ji thought for a while, and immediately turned into Yan Congxin: "Wen Qing, my waist still hurts."

"I know." Xie Wenzhuo smiled softly: "So, why don't you let the minister take your majesty down to soak in the imperial pool, so that you can relieve fatigue."

After finishing speaking, he directly stretched his arms around Yan Ji's waist to hug him, and walked towards the apse.

The water in the pool is warm and relieves fatigue.

That night, Yan Ji was pressed on the couch by Xie Wenzhuo to be extremely lingering. She had used countless shameless and impatient postures. After doing this for a long time, she finally felt unbearable, and said with red eyes, "Wen Qing, I can not make it……"

Xie Wenzhuo looked at him, kissed the corner of his eyes tenderly, but kept whispering in his ear: "Your Majesty, come, be happy..."

In a word, desire makes a comeback.

The surroundings became hot again, and an ambiguous voice sounded.

Yan Ji buried her head in the quilt, wanting to cry but without tears.

No matter what, I never imagined that the way to die in this life is to die from exhaustion.