Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

"Mr. Zhao." Murong Chong smiled slightly and said, "It's been a long time."

"When I saw you that day, Mr. Zhao has already made Zhao very unforgettable."

"So, that's why you want to work with me."

"It's not cooperation, it's working for the young master."

"Oh?" Murong Chong looked at Zhao Hua's seemingly respectful face with interest.

Zhao Hua saw the suspicion in Murong Chong's eyes, and explained: "Young master is the prince of Yan, and Zhao was just a beggar in Jin."

The expression on Murong Chong's face also became serious: "But the country of Yan is already dead."

"But how can Qin be able to rule the world for a long time? Do you remember what the astrology showed three months ago?"

"Heh." Murong Chong chuckled, and said, "I never thought Mr. Zhao would know astrology divination."

Zhao Hua was not affected by Murong Chong's sarcasm, and said calmly: "Although the astrology is not completely correct, it can always be used as a reference. If people who are interested make more use of it, they will naturally be able to push the boat forward."

"Mr. is willing to work for me. What do you find out from this astrology?"

Zhao Hua raised his head and glanced around before saying, "The astrology shows that Yan will prosper and Qin will perish, and Yan will destroy Qin in ten years' time."

"Hahahaha..." Murong Chong laughed unconsciously after hearing this, but it was because he thought it was ridiculous.He put down the wine glass in his hand, finally stopped laughing, looked at Zhao Hua and said, "I see that Mr.'s letter is full of strategies, but I didn't expect that Mr. is also such a person who astrology and divination. Based on this astrology, Mr. dare to take risks." Taking such a risk to work for me, but the master is not from my country of Yan!"

"I help the young master, that's just one of the reasons." Zhao Hua still smiled gently.

"Oh?"

"As the young master said, I used to be from the state of Jin, so it doesn't make any difference to me whether it is Qin Xing, Yan Xing, what Zhao wants is to develop his talents."

"Is it just the development of intellect?"

"In today's world, there is Wang Meng in the state of Qin in the north, and Xie Anshi in the state of Jin in the south. Zhao is just seeking a way out for himself."

Perhaps because of drinking today, Murong Chong didn't restrain himself very much. After hearing Zhao Hua's words, he unconsciously laughed again: "It turns out that Mr. Chong has such ambitions, and Chong is really ashamed of himself." After finishing speaking , filled the wine glasses of the two of them, and said: "I wish you all the wishes you wish for with this glass."

Zhao Hua drank the glass of wine unhurriedly, and said: "I thought the young master would not be reconciled to living in the palace these few years, but it turns out that being a prisoner for a long time will really wear down one's spirit."

Zhao Hua spoke of the scar in Murong Chong's heart very implicitly, but it was still enough to offend him.

Murong Chong tightly clutched the wine glass in his hand, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and after a while, he could maintain his demeanor and smile at Zhao Hua: "I really have never made Chong regret seeing Mr. Zhao today. Day, so that I can have a good chat with me. I drank a few more glasses today, and my head hurts, so I can't be with you anymore." After finishing speaking, he called Lai Pingyi to give some instructions, and then left.

Walking into the room, seeing Xian'a sitting motionless by the bed, Murong Chong finally calmed down, took a deep breath and put aside all his complicated thoughts, and then slowly walked in front of Xian'a.

Xian'a lowered her head, and saw the toe of Murong Chong's boots from under the hijab. Her heartbeat, which had been tense all day, seemed to be still for a moment. Dream.

Because Murong Chong was in a bad mood earlier, he drove away all the servants waiting here before entering the house, but now he can only smile helplessly to himself, and then simplify the rest of the rules.

Stretching out his hand to uncover the slender hijab, the person who greets him seems to be the person he is familiar with on weekdays, but he doesn't seem to be.

"Slim?" Murong Chong asked softly.

Xian'a looked up, looked into his eyes, let Murong Chong confirm it, and he smiled in relief: "I thought I was wrong."

"Huh?" Xian'a looked at him puzzled.

Murong Chong was just about to reach out and rub her head, only to find the heavy hair crown on her head, to help her relieve these burdens, he finally got his wish and rubbed her head well, and asked softly: "Are you tired? "

Xian Ah just nodded, then immediately shook his head.

Murong Chong was amused by her actions, and said: "I know that these rules and regulations are very tiring, but thinking that this is our wedding, I don't feel tired."

"En." After listening to Murong Chong's words, Xian'a nodded heavily in agreement and smiled brilliantly.

The tension between the two of them dissipated unconsciously.

Murong Chong took her hand and said softly: "Have you not eaten today? Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Xian'a blinked mischievously, and pointed to the pastry on the table: "I just finished eating a whole portion, and they changed it."

"In that case, let's get down to business." Murong Chong said with a smile, led her to the table, and poured wine for the two of them: "You can omit everything else, this glass of wine is really a must."

Xian'a bowed her head shyly and took the wine glass, wrapped around Murong Chong's arm and drank the wine.

When the wine enters the throat, it is a bit spicy, but the aftertaste is very sweet.

No, this sweetness does not seem to be like the aroma of wine.Xian Ah came back to her senses, and could only see Murong Chong's magnified face, his slender eyelashes could even gently caress her cheek.

Feeling dizzy, someone bit her lip, and Xian'a felt a little pain, when she heard Murong Chong's vague voice: "Use dim sum."

Xian Azhong closed her eyes again, following her own feelings, wrapped her arms around Murong Chong's neck, and responded to him bit by bit.

After a long time, the lips were let go.

Xian'a belatedly opened her eyes, and saw some emotions she couldn't understand hidden in Murong Chong's smiling eyes.He pressed his forehead against her, looked straight at her, breathed the mellow aroma of wine, and had a seductive blush on his face, Xian'a was suddenly very nervous, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only hang down Don't look at him.

She didn't know that in Murong Chong's eyes, she was equally deceptive.

"It's the first time I feel this way." Murong Chong said softly, when he spoke, his scorching breath slapped Xian'a's face.

"How does it feel?" Xian'a asked nervously.

Murong Chong smiled, but didn't answer her question: "I used to feel that this kind of feeling was very disgusting, and I didn't want myself to have this kind of reaction."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xian'a's reaction, Da Heng picked her up and put her on the bed.

When Murong Chong leaned over himself, Qian Ahcai said dumbly: "Is this the bridal chamber?"

Murong Chong smiled and pecked the tip of her nose lightly, and said, "Yes."

Xian'a felt Murong Chong's hand slipping to her waist, and gently untied the belt that had restrained her all day, feeling the icy cold air on her skin, Xian'a couldn't help shivering, closed her eyes, He bit his lip.

Murong Chong looked at her expression that seemed to be about to die, unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and whispered softly in her ear: "Don't be afraid, open your eyes and look at me, there is nothing that makes me feel better than the way you look at me." I'm excited."