Chang Anqing

Chapter 270
As the words fell, Ashina and He Cheng's eyes suddenly burst into flames of desire, not only for the careless charm in front of him, but also for the throne that was about to be obtained at his fingertips.

As the temperature in the room climbed, Ashina and He Cheng were already infected by the confidence in Pengcheng's eyes, and all the tension and worries just now were left behind, and the next moment he couldn't help being hooked. As he walked, his left hand wrapped around Peng Cheng's slender waist, sinking into it and unable to extricate himself.

When A Duohou came with a knife on his face, the maidservants at the gate of the palace didn't dare to go forward to stop them when they saw it, they just saluted tremblingly, and raised their voices: "Great Khan—"

Hearing the sound, A Duo Hou didn't even look at those fearful maidservants, and stepped angrily towards Pengcheng's dormitory.

Although it is in Turkic, all the decorations in Pengcheng Palace are still from Chang'an in the Central Plains.When A Duohou let go of a peony beauty screen full of flowers and brocades, he saw that he was wearing a light yellow tulle skirt with a collar and a tunic, a lady's bun, the hair on the sideburns was slightly loose, and his eyes were as bright as the The misty Pengcheng came out of the room, gently pulled up the clothes that fell off his shoulders while walking Pengcheng, and said casually: "Isn't the Great Khan going to hold a banquet all night long tonight?"

While speaking, Pengcheng looked down at the knife in A Duohou's hand indifferently, without the fear and fear of others at all, instead he stepped forward calmly and said: "Why are you here?"

"Have a banquet?"

Smelling the fragrant fragrance, A Duohou looked at Pengcheng who was getting closer, and said in a dark voice: "Just now at the banquet, someone came to report that Zhao Yi led the Xuanjia army to kill Bodhidharma Khan and occupied us. Turkic territory, do you think I still have the intention of throwing a banquet to celebrate at this moment?"

"Oh?"

Hearing the words, Pengcheng raised his eyes in surprise, and then he smiled and waited with A Duo like joy descending from the sky: "Then I have to congratulate the Great Khan."

As soon as these words came out, A Duo Hou's eyes became more gloomy, and almost at the same time he stretched out his hands to clamp Peng Cheng's waist tightly.

Feeling the warning pain in his waist, Pengcheng's face remained unchanged, his hands hooked A Duohou's neck with winking eyes like silk, and he leaned close to his angry chest, his eyes greeted him without fear.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Hearing the words in his ears, Peng Cheng smiled and said ambiguously like a couple whispering: "The Great Khan has ambitions everywhere, so it's likely that he never thought about the words of great achievements."

Aware of the bloodthirsty and gloomy husband in front of him, he gradually frowned, with dangerous suspicion in his eyes.Not only did Pengcheng not retreat half a point, but continued as if nothing had happened: "Dharma Khan seems loyal and trustworthy, but he is your uncle, your brother of A Weng, who has the same noble blood as you , has military power, can sit on one side, and is quite a prestige king in Turkic, he fought side by side with Xian Khan, and made more contributions than you—”

Almost instantly, A Duohou's eyes burst out with killing intent, which scattered like sparks.

Also at the same time, the tingling around her waist was even worse, and Peng Cheng could clearly feel that A Duohou's left hand was so heavy that it was almost clenched into her bones.

"In front of the throne of the Great Khan, no one can resist the supreme power and desire. You can't, Tuli Khan can't, can Bodhidharma Khan?"

After all, Pengcheng smiled meaningfully, and got close to A Duohou bit by bit, and said casually in his eyes: "Among the four great Khans, Dharma Khan has more advantages than Tuli Khan in terms of prestige, achievements, and people's hearts." , Now that Zhao Yi has eliminated him, isn't this a happy event?"

As soon as these words came out, A Duohou immediately looked down at the woman in his arms who was clearly dangerous but always attractive to him.

Gradually, A Duohou's left hand slid inch by inch from her waist to her neck, and her lower jaw was lifted gently and forcefully, and then she leaned forward, feeling the intertwined breaths: "You are right!" It makes sense, but what should happen to our Turkic-occupied territory.”

Hearing this, Pengcheng knew that he had once again persuaded the ambitious and ruthless A Duohou in front of him, so he unhurriedly raised his eyes and said with infinite tenderness: "There is a saying in Zhongyuan, you can't bear a child who can't be tied to a wolf. It’s theirs today, so how do you know they won’t be able to take it back tomorrow?”

"But the hearts of the people are not sure."

After finishing speaking, Pengcheng slipped his right hand down, stroked his chest, pointed at his heart and said: "Once Bodhidharma dies, you can take in all his subordinates and clansmen. Hate, if you use them well, they will be your knives to unify the Turks and become the sole overlord of the grassland in the future."

Hearing every sentence of Pengcheng's analysis, the anger in A Duohou's eyes became more and more dissipated. Until now, he lifted her chin, smiled and stroked her tender skin inch by inch with his thumb, saying: "That Tuli If Khan colludes with the Central Plains and Zhao Yi, what should he do if he doesn't do enough for me—"

Before he finished speaking, Pengcheng smiled confidently, and then confidently and firmly met A Duohou's eyes and said: "The Great Khan may have forgotten, I am the eldest princess of the Great Zhou, and the Son of Heaven is my younger brother. As long as I am here, Da Zhou will not send troops against us."

Speaking of this, Peng Cheng's lips curved slightly and said: "As for Zhao Yi, no matter how invincible he is, he is just a lowly courtier."

Having said that, Pengcheng looked at A Duohou meaningfully, and said slowly: "As long as the Turks are willing to keep their promises, help my emperor regain power, and kill Yang, Li, and Shangguan who committed the rebellion, Zhao Yi It's exhausted."

"At that time, the two parties will get married, and it will not only benefit from a square inch of land."

In the silence, A Duo's murderous intent and sullenness in Fang Ruinei disappeared silently. Looking at the charming face in front of him, he could see through her attacking heart that planned strategies and could bring him benefits.His loud laughter finally sounded in the stagnant and tense palace, and then A Duo Hou's eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he gradually outlined the graceful curves of the person in front of him with lust from bottom to top and said: "But He Dun has never let I've been disappointed."

After all, the fire of desire in A Duohou's body was aroused by the emotions aroused after drinking.

As the strong and domineering kisses fell on the shoulders, neck, and behind the ears, Peng Cheng couldn't help blurting out, but it caused A Duo Hou to ignite a raging fire.

Amidst Pengcheng's low moans, A Duohou had already picked her up and walked towards the bed behind the screen. When her back touched the slightly messy bed, she felt that A Duohou was tearing her apart. Pengcheng turned over and pressed A Duohou under him, but he smiled and said: "On this happy occasion, how can we not celebrate—"

While speaking, A Duohou sipped at her throat with a charming smile, trembling slightly in Pengcheng's language, and then forced his head sideways to call: "Tage, bring the wine."

Responding to the sound, Tage quickly prepared the bright red rose peach wine. Through the screen, he faintly looked at the entwined figure on the bed, and was panting rapidly. Tage lowered his head and went in with a red face, but his hands trembled imperceptibly. , I don't know if it's because of nervousness or fear.

When the tray landed on the table and made a slight sound, Tage quickly poured the wine and went out.

The next moment, a well-maintained jade arm stretched out, and the red gold inlaid jade bracelet on the arm shook slightly, picked up the luminous lamp that was splashed with a lot of wine, and handed it to A Duohou.

Lying on the Hu bed, looking at the wine cup handed over by Pengcheng, A Duohou, who was originally full of desire, gradually narrowed his eyes, but smiled and reached out to take the other cup on the table, and touched it.

Hearing the clear sound of colliding wine cups, Pengcheng was not sullen, and still smiled between his brows and eyes. When he raised his hand to drink, he caught a glimpse of A Duohou who was also drinking happily, but there was an imperceptible trace of it in his eyes. The gloomy murderous intent.

When Jiuzhan was charged, A Duohou turned over and took Pengcheng under him, approaching domineeringly and dangerously: "It's my turn."

Just when the room was charming and the love was strong, Pengcheng clearly felt that A Duohou, who was close at hand, suddenly froze. The next moment, she saw the picture in front of her that looked handsome but was actually terrifying like a demon. The Turkic Lord's eyes loathed and even burst out with killing intent like sparks. He pressed on him, grabbed her neck tightly, and almost gritted his teeth: "What did you give me to drink!"

As the suffocation in his throat got worse, Peng Cheng's face gradually turned from red to white, and even his eyes were gradually blurred.

Hearing a muffled groan, A Duohou, who wished to strangle her to death, was knocked down on the bed in an instant, curled up and trembling in pain, with the whites of his eyes turned up, it was already beyond the reach of gods and Buddhas.

"How about it?"

Seeing the Xieli Khan Ashina Hecheng who was standing beside Hu's bed nervously couldn't help Pengcheng who was clutching his clothes and coughing, A Duohou, who was on the verge of death, suddenly understood everything, and was almost insane. On the mattress on Hu's bed, words overflowed from between the teeth.

"Bitch, bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

Looking at A Duohou who was about to become a dead man in front of him, with disheveled clothes and loose temple hair, Peng Cheng, who was full of provocative eyes, stood gloomily beside Ashina and He Cheng, and gently pushed his hand that was holding her carefully, With the attitude of an absolute winner, he looked down at A Duohou condescendingly, his eyes were like a poisoned sharp knife out of its sheath, and his lips curled up coldly: "Don't you want to know what I fed you?"

Speaking of this, Peng Cheng Weiwei leaned forward, and said in an extremely light and satisfied way: "It's poisonous poison, a poisonous poison that can seal the throat with just a little bit."

"careful!"

While speaking, seeing A Duo Hou who was so tenacious and terrifying almost pounced on him, Ashina and He Cheng immediately pulled Peng Cheng back a few steps with concern, and kicked A Duo Hou up at the same time, bumping into him in embarrassment. On the wall, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, looking at the day when the previous khan passed away, he couldn't wait to break into her bedroom, forced her onto the bed as a new khan, tore her clothes, abused her violently, and became jealous She even wanted to kill her, so that she had to endure the humiliation for several years, and her husband, who had vainly entrusted him with love for several years, finally died in front of her like a pool of rotten meat, completely dying.

Pengcheng didn't have the slightest fear of killing people, instead, a hole seemed to be opened in his chest, and the anger and humiliation accumulated over the past ten years after entering Turkic were all rushed out at the same time. At this moment, she was finally happy, even wantonly laughing out loud.

Listening to this chilling, even creeping smile.

Ashina He Cheng at the side saw Pengcheng looking at him from the side, revealing a fierce eagle-like light.

"Did you see it? He's dead. He died in my hands. You are about to become the Great Khan of the Turks and the overlord of the grassland. Are you happy?"

Looking at Peng Cheng who was extremely excited by the killing in front of him, Ashina and He Cheng's throat stopped, and before the word "happy" came out of his mouth, he heard a voice from outside that was enough to send a chill down his spine.

"But He Dun dared to collude with Jieli Khan to murder the Great Khan. Come here, take it down for me, and avenge the Great Khan!"

At the moment when the words came to an end, Pengcheng and Ashina looked over in disbelief, and saw Tage holding a blood-dripping scimitar in his hand, like a humble beast, trembling in embarrassment, and his mouth was sealed. Zhenbi Khan walked in grandly step by step.

Behind him, there are Adohou's subordinates who are staring at him and are extremely angry——

no, no--

How could they know, how could they know her plans over the years!
At this moment, even Peng Cheng, who had a high self-esteem, felt flustered and unwilling to believe for the first time, and retreated step by step.

However, under Zhenbi Khan's signal, the Turkic people who were loyal to A Duohou had already crowded up behind him.

Hearing the sound of swords colliding in his ears, Pengcheng saw in numbness that Jieli Khan Ashina Hecheng stood in front of him with his own strength, fighting with those Turkic soldiers.

Seeing Ashina and He Cheng gradually unable to resist the turbulent crowd, watching Zhenbi Khan showing satisfaction little by little, even a triumphant smile.

Peng Cheng completely understood.

It turned out that the praying mantis was catching the cicada, and the oriole was behind.

It must be Li Sui!It must be Zhao Yi!

Almost at the same time, Pengcheng's eyes burst out with raging hatred that drank his blood and smashed his bones.

However, at the same time, Pengcheng heard the dull sound of a sword piercing into flesh and blood.

The moment she followed the sound, she saw the enemy's knife in her hand, her eyes burst out fiercely, and she pulled out the knife that was submerged in her body inch by inch, and then took advantage of the situation to kill countless Turkic soldiers who came forward, and finally fell down Down, half kneeling on the ground, with blood gushing from his chest, Ashina Hecheng spit out a mouthful of blood as the Turkic soldiers retreated hesitantly.

At this moment, the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Ashina and He Cheng looked sideways with difficulty and looked at Pengcheng who was standing not far away, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, he was obviously in a mess, but he was still as noble and proud as he first met at the banquet, and Pengcheng extended a helping hand to him.

Trembling, Pengcheng saw Ashina and He Cheng reaching out to her with a chuckle, but he didn't wait for her to hold.

Ashina and He Cheng's chest stagnated, and as his arms fell, his body also fell to the ground like a mountain collapsing, and there was no more sound.

Unobtrusively, Pengcheng looked at him lying in a pool of blood in front of him, the blood stained his clothes, and the fair-faced Ashina Hecheng felt such a huge sense of loss and despair that he wanted to suck her into it like a black hole.

At this moment, Peng Cheng tightly clenched his hands and bit his lips.

She didn't know what happened to her, let alone why she was like this.

Why is she in pain, uncomfortable, why!
He is just her way of revenge, a weapon to dominate the Turks, he is nothing!

And why make her feel sad for him!
　The prototype of Princess Pengcheng: She spent her whole life fighting for the royal family, fighting for power for the country, and leading the Turks to send troops. Lan Khan killed it.Pengcheng in this article is in the Chen family, and in terms of the interests of the royal family, she is indeed a competent righteous princess. She can bend and stretch, and endure humiliation. In the world of men, she has the same absolute reason and strategy as the heroine.

　　
　
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