[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

"In the next life, in this life, go up to the poor and fall to the underworld."

The hem of the clothes overlapped, and the sleeves of the clothes intertwined. The monarch covered Shen Qing's body, slowly raised his head, stared at the eyebrows that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and solemnly made a promise.

Looking back calmly, and then smiled lightly, Shen Lanqing suppressed the emotion in his heart, and asked casually, "Will you never leave?"

The monarch lowered his head and pecked the slightly raised lips: "Life and death are inseparable."

"Your Majesty..." Seemingly unintentionally, he licked the wet corners of his lips very naturally, and touched my lord's plump heaven with his cool palm, and Shen Lanqing pushed my lord to stand up slightly, "You are in the drama again, Are you reciting the script here with the minister?"

Can't laugh, can't get angry.

The monarch could only tighten his arms and press his family's love back on the couch again, flicking the fire around a little violently, and said angrily: "It's usually a night of spring after the vows of the mountain alliance."

Don't stop, don't stop, even panting lightly began to cooperate with pulling the emperor's dragon robe.

However, the words are still full of hateful words: "There are also some scripts. After the vows of the mountain, either the husband is heartless or the concubine is unfeeling. It is commonplace to say goodbye to life and death... Hiss!"

The light kiss on the neck suddenly turned into a hard bite, Shen Lanqing took a breath of cool air, raised her eyes to meet those angry eyes, and slowly raised her eyebrows.

Touching the teeth marks with distinct tentacles, she smiled and sucked off the bright red on her fingertips, raised her hand to hook the monarch's neck, Shen Lanqing licked my monarch's abnormally red lips, and gradually penetrated into the monarch's lips like a breeze and drizzle. The heart melted away the emperor's anger.

After licking off the blood on my lord's lips and sucking off the fishy residue between my lord's teeth, Shen Lanqing asked with a smile: "It's just discussing the script, why should your majesty be angry?"

This person is like this, he doesn't believe the promises he makes, and he never promises a word to him.

Staring silently at the smiling eyebrows, the bright red on the shiny neck is attractive and dazzling.

With annoyance in his mouth, he buried his head to Shen Qing's neck, but the kiss he fell was infinitely gentle, silently licking and sucking the tooth marks left by his own mouth, feeling distressed but not regretful.

The itchiness on the neck crawled into the bottom of my heart, and the steady breathing was slightly chaotic. Shen Lanqing hugged the monarch's waist, and lightly raised her hips: "Your Majesty?"

The fiery palm slowly slid down, and squeezed it in response to the tight peaks.

Slowly tore off the obscene trousers that were in the way, and the monarch opened Shen Qing's leg with his knee: "I will not betray my heart, nor will I allow Shen Qing to be ruthless. To be with you for the rest of your life, without heartlessness or life and death."

A steady and deep voice gurgled out, as if declaring an immortal oath.

The slender legs climbed up the strong waist, turned over suddenly, kneeled and straddled the monarch: "Your Majesty, the minister is presumptuous."

"At this time, I would like to hear Shen Qing call my husband even more." Supporting her waist, she slightly resisted the strength to sit down, lest the person on her body move too violently and hurt herself.

It seemed calm and still, but the voice poured out the excitement in the emperor's heart.

"Oh!" Shen Lanqing couldn't answer, she just smiled and sat down abruptly, frowning to endure the discomfort, she sat on the monarch's crotch, and began to heave without waiting for a moment.

Shen Qing's initiative drew out all the monarch's desires, and the affair was intense and hearty. When the sensual pleasure reached its peak, the monarch pressed his waist and hips firmly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it so difficult to make a promise with your husband?"

Panting slightly, Shen Lanqing lay paralyzed on my lord, with sweat on her forehead, her clear voice mixed with a few nasal sounds: "You are a lord, I am a subject, I can't escape from your palm, why bother to promise those useless empty words. "

"you……"

"His Majesty King Yue, please see Zheng Xuan."

I don't know whether the emperor's unfinished words were anger or annoyance, but the voice of Zheng Xuan, the eldest son of Prince Dazheng Gong, cut off Yue Yu's words.

Frowning in displeasure, the black sleeves were still hidden under the moon-white robe, moving slowly, Yue Yu lay on the couch hugging Shen Qing who was kneeling on him, not halfway to get up.

Supporting the bed by the monarch's shoulders with her elbows, Shen Lanqing turned over and lay down on the couch, grabbed the obscene pants beside her and wiped the dirt on the monarch's place, and kicked lightly: "It's just that His Majesty ordered you, Mo You must knowingly commit a crime."

Although I got kicked, I was really happy in my heart.

He was not annoyed that Shen Qing was presumptuous to him, but he was afraid that Shen Qing would be respectful to him.

Leaning over and pecking at the lingering eyebrows, Yue Yu smiled ambiguously: "It seems that the lady still has some energy, very good."

With a bit of force, her fingertips broke into the dewy stamens, and scratched the flower heart in a detached manner, "I am wronged and Chen Qing uses these snacks to satisfy his hunger for the time being, and I will come to feed Ai Qing for dinner when I go."

"Is this an imperial decree?" Shen Lanqing closed her eyes and asked slowly and softly, but the finger behind her tightened uncontrollably like a finger that was reluctant to leave.

"Oh! Not only is it an imperial decree, but Shen Qing's crime of disrespect will also be punished later..." He smiled happily, and then went in and out several times at a slower speed, carefully feeling the instinctive place. Persuading him to stay, he reluctantly withdrew his fingers and pulled the fur blanket over Shen Lanqing's body, "Just wait for me like this."

Opening his eyelids, he looked at the emotion in my lord's eyes with a smile, and slowly raised his brows: "I obey the order."

"Take this opportunity to rest, I won't let you off lightly later."

Resisting the urge to immediately raise his gun and go into battle, Yue Yu simply straightened his slightly messy robes, walked around the screen, and saw Zheng Xuan sitting in the tent with a serious face.

The displeasure in his heart was even worse, but he didn't show it on his face. Yue Yu sat down on the main seat calmly, and said like gossip: "Why is your son willing to remove that mask?"

"The mask is good, but it's not a good thing to be caught as a ghost." Zheng Xuan slowly got up and looked at Yue Yu expressionlessly, "After yesterday's battle, Da Zheng has opened his door wide. When does His Majesty plan to send his troops south."

Yue Yu raised his eyebrows, with a smile that was not a smile: "I didn't expect that the son is more anxious to destroy Zheng than I am."

"One King Yi cheated me of 20 Zheng soldiers. Yu Yue's methods, Xuan Zi sighed, but even so, it was only temporarily opening the door to enter Zheng. It's still unknown."

"As long as I send troops, Da Zheng's demise is certain." With a steady and firm tone, Yue Yu raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Zheng Xuan with a slight sarcasm. In Zheng, otherwise..."

He didn't say any threatening words, but he expressed the threat very clearly.

"There is no need to make a decision. Your Majesty is now sending troops to attack Zheng Zhuo. It is Zheng Chen who is annoyed. It has nothing to do with Xuan. However, Yue Yuan is still in Zheng Chen's hands. Xuan is afraid that Zheng Chen will turn his anger on Yue Yuan because of yesterday's battle. Therefore, Xuan..." The words were slightly After a pause, Zheng Xuan lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I implore Your Majesty to send troops as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

"It's a long night with many dreams." The sound transmission entered the secret, and after sending this sentence into the screen, Yue Yu quietly picked up the teacup and took a sip of the cold tea, ignoring the hanging in the air outside the tent. On the sunny day, he issued an order to chase away guests, "Don't worry, my son, I will send troops. It's late at night, so I won't see you off."

Raising his eyebrows, he glanced at the screen behind Yue Yu knowingly.

Now that the words had been delivered, Zheng Xuan didn't want to continue disturbing the good things of the narrow-minded emperor, so he simply stood up and took his leave.

Sitting firmly watching Zheng Xuan leave the imperial tent, he moved his lips and said a few words silently, then walked back to the inner tent in a leisurely manner, however, the hem of the black clothes seemed to swing more than usual I don't know how much.

The rain and the clouds turned, panting accompanied by soft chants until the cock crowed.

After the clouds collected and the rain rested, the emperor scratched the end of Shen Qing's tailbone: "Shen Qing, do you still have the strength?"

If your majesty is willing to lie flat and let the minister do whatever he wants, the minister will be able to live alive immediately.

Hands were soft and legs were weak, and he didn't dare to provoke him with famous words. He silently slandered and grabbed the mischievous finger with his backhand. Shen Lanqing raised his eyelids and squinted at my lord, and replied lazily: "Your ambition is not rewarded, and I am very good."

"..." Silently, he pulled the man into his arms, and gently probed the part that was so swollen that it could not be completely closed. In his mind, he had to find a way to avoid this, "Since that's the case, Shen Qing will draw up the declaration of war against Zheng."

In the fifth year of Ding'an, on the third day of December, when the rooster crowed, a piece of paper declaring war was written on the dragon couch.

In the fifth year of Ding'an, on the seventh day of December, Emperor Yue Yu of Ding'an dispatched his troops at Yunmeng Phoenix Terrace. He handpicked the imperial guards Shen Lanqing and Lian Ruofei as the left and right forward generals.

This time the troops were dispatched, the soldiers were brave, with sufficient food and grass, and well-planned.

On the outside, Prince Zheng Gong's son lobbied to persuade him to surrender, and on the inside, there were disciples of the Ba Dao Sect, who were instigating rebellion.

Later, there was the Supreme Emperor and King An, King Jing, and King Yi in the middle to coordinate the overall situation. Before that, there was a supreme monarch who was not afraid of life and death and took the lead.

It can be said that it is the right time, the right place, and the harmony of people.

The 40 troops crossed the border river and broke through the city all the way, like a broken bamboo. Before March, they went straight into the hinterland of Dazheng, took the county city of Junling County, and faced Zhengdu across the Xiangshui River.

In late spring and March, Bicui has already dyed the river bank green.

Ren Dianmo went to drink water by the river by himself, Shen Lanqing leaned on the weeping willow on the river bank, took out a letter from his arms, removed the wax, unfolded the letter paper, looked at it and smiled.

The color-changing horse, Wu Zai, continued to circle around Dianmo relentlessly, and Dianmo gave Wu Zai a sideways look, and flicked his tail, which was rare.

Raising his eyebrows, he stopped by Shen Qing's side with a smile, and leaned against the tree with him, Yue Yu said helplessly: "Shen Qing, it's been three months, and the stubborn horse of Dian Mo has been covered by Wu Zou. Are you still mad at me?"

Continuing to read the letter, Shen Lanqing did not lift her eyes: "Your Majesty, how dare I be angry with you?"

"Shen Lanqing."

"The minister is here."

"I have appointed you as the vanguard general, what else do you want?"

"His Majesty."

"Ok?"

"The minister is really not angry."

"Then why don't you let me get close in March?"

There was resentment in my lord's words, Shen Lanqing finally raised his eyes, and looked at Yue Yu with a half-smile: "Your Majesty is too unrestrained. Last time, I kept my minister from getting out of bed for three days. Now I am away in battle. How dare you let Your Majesty get close to someone who wants to spend the rest of his life with His Majesty?"

"You..." Yue Yu wanted to deceive himself to defend himself, but Shen Lanqing had already stepped aside first, and then wanted to move forward, but Lian Ruofei, who rode his horse to find this place, shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, Beijing China Express!"