Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 168 Three thousand floating clouds cover the eyes (58)

Xi Ning looked at the signal flare that lifted into the sky, patted the ash on the hem of his skirt, stood up unhurriedly, left the window, and paced down the steps.

In less than a minute, the iron hooves of the Heijia Army's war horses sounded from far to near.

The man was dressed in black, driving a horse, whipping the horse and coming. He was looking unparalleled in style and spirit. The black hairband was flying in the wind, and the black hair was fluttering with it.

Xi Ning stood on the spot, watching the armored war horse cross the steps, and rushed over aggressively.

Xiao Yu reined in his horse a step away from her, let go of the reins, jumped off the horse, and galloped towards her.

Regardless of how untimely this action was, he jumped up the steps in three steps at a time, and hugged the little girl he was thinking of tightly into his arms.

Ever since she entered the palace, his heart has been hanging in the air. All the planned plans were overturned the moment he learned that she was exposed. No matter how big the risk was this time, he still led the black armor army rushed into the imperial city.

Because there is no longer a moment to wait.

He couldn't bear the news of her accident.

Feeling that his heart was slowly being filled, Xiao Yu let go of the little girl who didn't resist, and was so obedient and clever, and lowered her eyes nervously to check her body for any wounds.

Xi Ning helplessly grabbed Xiao Yu's hand and stopped him from groping like a headless fly. The sadness and gloom in his heart caused by the death of the queen was dispelled by this person's worry and concern, and his cold limbs slowed down. Slowly start warming up.

Seriously looking at Xiao Yu, who was quite confused, Xi Ning said seriously: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Xiao Yuzheng wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, when he turned his eyes and saw Xi Ning's sloppy bandaged arm, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he stared at her arm, his tone unconsciously cooled down, with a bit of questioning displeasure.

"Is this what His Highness said?"

Dazed by Xiao Yu's face-changing expression, Xi Ning followed his gaze and looked at his arm. After a brief moment of stupefaction, he explained indifferently: "This one, it's already bandaged up, just a small injury, don't worry. "

Xiao Yu was not perfunctory at all, her brows were tightly furrowed, showing no sign of letting go.

Xi Ning felt a little guilty when he saw him, and glanced at his wound again, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

It's just a small wound.

Why did Xiao Yu look so serious that she was seriously injured?
Under the man's more serious gaze, Xi Ning moved his gaze away from Xiao Yu uncomfortably, wandering around, then fixed on the well-trained and disciplined Hei Jiajun, and asked out of words: "Are these all your people?"

Xiao Yu said indifferently "Yes", then turned around and ordered his men to go down to look for gold sore medicine and fine cloth.

The current atmosphere is really not silent, Xi Ning can only continue to find something to say.

"It doesn't look like they are women, are they men? How long have you been practicing?"

In the female dynasty, the men's figure generally tended to be slender and weak, and they tended to be thin and thin like literati. Those who were dark and strong like Lou Yunchu were in the minority.

It's hard to imagine how much effort it takes to become a muscular man like Hei Jiajun.

The subordinates quickly brought up the things Xiao Yu wanted, but seeing that there was no place to put them, they simply stood aside with the things and waited.

Xiao Yu untied the veil on Xi Ning's arm, and said with a serious face: "I bought most of them from the slave market. Most of them are inferior people oppressed by women and have a strong desire to survive. As long as you provide them with a Give them a place to live, give them a goal and hope, and they will work tirelessly toward that goal."

The veil was wound down layer by layer, and the veil stuck to the inside of the arm's skin was almost glued to the flesh. When it was torn off, Xi Ning breathed in pain, and his eyes filled with physiological tears in an instant.

Xiao Yu slowed down in distress, and tore slowly and meticulously.

This kind of slow tearing is more like a kind of delay.

Xi Ning pursed her lower lip tightly, the color of her lips was so pale that there was no blood.

After enduring it for a while, Xi Ning couldn't bear to urge Xiao Yu: "Hurry up, give me a good time!"

Xiao Yu raised his eyes to look at Xi Ning, who was in so much pain that he would rather die than live. There was obvious worry in his eyes, and Qingyue's voice was so soft that it was almost pampering.

"Can your Highness really bear it?"

Xi Ning thought that the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, gritted his teeth, and nodded with difficulty.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—"

The earth-shattering screams mourned for a long time in front of Zichen Hall.

The veil that Xiao Yu quickly tore off was thrown by his feet. He nervously looked at Xi Ning who was sweating profusely in pain, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, it has been torn off."

Xi Ning nodded with tears in his eyes, feeling that the pain in his arm was not his own.

Xiao Yu picked up the golden sore medicine and continued to apply it to her. His movements were considerate and gentle, and he would not hurt her at all.

After re-bandaging, Xi Ning's calf was shaking.

Relying on Xiao Yu, Xi Ning barely stood firm, so as not to show timidity in front of the black armor army.

His subordinates stepped aside, Xiao Yu leaned his head next to Xi Ning's ear, and asked in a breathy voice.

"Does Your Highness want the throne?"

The warm breath went straight into the pinna.

The skin on the pinna was extremely itchy, Xi Ning tilted his head, and dodged without a trace.

After quieting down, Xi Ning was able to think about Xiao Yu's question just now.

throne...

Who didn't think about being king in the second year of middle school?Over [-] people, sitting in the mountains and rivers, with three thousand beauties in the harem...

Xi Ning regained consciousness from the distant memory of youth, turned his head to look at Xiao Yu's handsome face as if a god descended, and smiled slightly: "I have the stunning beauty comparable to the three thousand beauties in the harem, so why do I need the throne? "

When the emperor is 360 and [-] days a year without a break, and almost every day is zero and seven, she is crazy to jump into the fire pit now.

However, Xiao Yu did not show a relaxed expression of joking as usual, but stared seriously into her eyes, her voice was melodious and deep, like a beautiful and moving orchestral music, with the magnetism of metal.

"Your Highness, think about it. If you miss this time, there will be no next time."

Xi Ning frowned, stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Yu's cheek which was very tactile, and said with a smile, "I've thought about it a long time ago."

What kind of throne do you want!Is it because the beauty in front of me is not fragrant, or is the temptation to be lazy?You have to look for troubles to be the emperor!

Seeing that Xi Ning's eyes were really happy, and he didn't have any nostalgia for the throne, Xiao Yu was relieved. He could be counted as a conspiracy, and he could see through desires and hearts. Only with Chu Ning, he was completely convinced.

Even if he has thought about all the possibilities, only when this person really agrees, he will really relax.

He took the girl's hand and led her to Zichen Palace.

"In this way, Your Highness will not regret it." Xiao Yuwei's inaudible voice dissipated in the wind.

"I promise I won't regret it." Xi Ning also imitated his tone and agreed softly.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, but stopped suddenly when he reached the entrance of Zichen Hall.

Xi Ning looked at him puzzled.

Xiao Yu looked back at her calmly, his attitude was almost ruthless, and the sudden change of mood made Xi Ning very nervous.

"Your Highness, do you still remember what was the first bargaining chip you promised me?" He asked ruthlessly with a sullen face.

Xi Ning: "..." Brothers will settle accounts, right?
(End of this chapter)