Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 221 And use the title to lure the king's heart (9)

During the day, Xi Ning calmly resisted foreign enemies, and at night he wrote pornographic books secretly, and even anonymously contacted traffickers who wanted money and life, and asked him to sneak back to the capital.

Although she can't go back alone, her and Murong Jue's love stories must be overwhelming.

Xi Ning thinks very well, as long as her sense of existence is strong enough, even if Murong Jue recalls the memories of his previous life, he will not be able to take revenge on her in an open and honest manner.

But the reality is-

As soon as Yanben was sent back to Gyeonggi, he was cut off by the regent who beat the mandarin ducks with a stick.

Murong Xian flipped through the contents of the pornographic book, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you sure it came back from the border?" He twirled the paper, rubbing the smudged ink marks with his rough fingertips.

The masked man in black knelt down on one knee and responded in a deep voice, "It's confirmed that it came from Lanhai City, and the quantity is not large."

Murong Xian put down the porn book, rubbed the jade finger on his thumb with his fingertips, a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"It seems that Xi Ning is really determined to protect this king's nephew. He is so far away, and he doesn't hesitate to make up such a dirty story to warn the king."

He gently turned the jade finger on his thumb, his cloudy eyeballs drooped, and the red blood in the whites of his eyes was as dense as a big net, trying to wrap tightly and strangle the butterflies that strayed into it.

"Close the connection between Lanhai City and the capital, and replace Murong Jue in Yanben with Shengze, the son of the city lord of Lanhai City. After tonight, this king will see this book and talk about it in Jingji Street."

"Subordinates take orders."

The night seemed to be getting darker.

Candlelight filled the Hall of Zhaohe, and the young emperor was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a smoky veil hanging behind him, his black hair untied with brocade, casually scattered on his shoulders and back.

Against the backdrop of the candlelight, the young man's dark eyes flashed with a dim yellow light.

The black robe made the young man's skin whiter than snow, and under the slightly open collar, the delicate and beautiful collarbone lines were clear and smooth.

The boy in the bronze mirror has sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, black hair and snow skin, and is so beautiful that it is amazing.

Pulling away the hair covering the cheeks, there is no blemish on the jade-white skin, let alone the tattoo that symbolizes endless humiliation.

The knuckles of his fingers are clear, long and soft, not corroded and pitted, just like his smooth and delicate fingers when he was young.

Is he... reborn?

The absurd thing really happened to him, the young emperor covered his face, and let out a dull low laugh in his throat, the laughter revealed boundless desolation, and there was even a hint of sarcasm.

Back to this powerless youth again...

The unfathomable black eyes could not reflect a gleam of light, the temperament of the young emperor was very different from before, he looked at the candles in the hall, thought of those sleepless nights, and thought of the reason why he did this, he pulled his lips mockingly horn.

Walking barefoot to the entrance of the hall, looking at the drowsy night watch eunuch beside him, Murong Jue kicked him hard, kicking him up the high steps to the bottom of the steps.

The little eunuch woke up tremblingly, lying on the ground, shaking like a chaff.

The people standing on the steps are awe-inspiring, and the domineering aura of the king's land is so overwhelming that they dare not take a breath.

"Removed all the candles in the Hall of Zhaohe, summoned Shen Chongyi, Minister of Military Affairs, and He Yuan, Minister of Rites, into the palace."

The little eunuch stammered and agreed.

Looking at the crescent moon in the distant sky like a hook, Murong Jue showed a smile full of deep meaning very lightly and slowly.

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The future mother of a country and the son of the city lord privately exchanged letters at the border, and it was written into a storybook and circulated everywhere. The superficial peace of the Gyeonggi land was completely torn apart.

When Cui Wenzhen, the assistant minister, received the news, the streets and alleys had already exploded, and people everywhere were discussing the matter, which could not be suppressed at all.

Above the court, the officials impeached Xi Ning one after another, saying that the daughter of the Xi family was unbearable to be the mother of a country, and tried to abolish the daughter of the Xi family as the phoenix, and choose another virtuous daughter as the queen.

Cui Wenzhen stood up with the late emperor's edict to block the mouths of Youyou.

The two groups of people were arguing fiercely, and they were both waiting for the young emperor's decision.

The king sitting on the throne is obviously different from the past. The original embarrassment and tension have all disappeared, and the non-angry self-prestige and prestige that belonged to the king are invisible, so that both groups of people avoid asking the king's opinion. In the following unrelenting debate.

Murong Jue sat on the dragon chair, resting his forehead lazily, looking down at the situation where the officials were blushing, his dark eyes flickered slightly, he was thinking about something, the city was so heavy that people couldn't see his true self. anger and mood swings.

For the first time, the officials felt the elusive feeling of the emperor's mind.

Cui Wenzhen, who watched Xi Ning protect the little emperor all the way, also felt a drum in his heart. According to the past, this person is the one who defends Xi Ning the most. It can even be said that Xi Ning is his untouchable back scale. How could it be possible today? so silent?

Murong Jue has a clear plan for them, but this is not the best time to deal with Xi Ning. He wants to send his good emperor uncle to the King of Hades first, and then slowly torture his little queen.

"Let's discuss this matter again and retreat."

The slender white fingers waved lightly, which was obviously just a simple gesture, and the officials who were still arguing endlessly fell silent as if the pause button had been pressed.

The eunuch's voice announcing his retreat was sharp and loud, piercing the tranquility above the Yizheng Hall.

Murong Jue waved away, and the officials, who had not recovered from the fierce imperial majesty for a long time, knelt on the ground and remained silent.

After coming down to the court, Cui Wenzhen, the assistant minister, called his confidant student to the study, his complexion darkened and his voice solemn.

"Your Majesty's behavior today is very unusual. It's like a different person. It's completely unpredictable, but what happened that I don't know?"

The student recalled carefully, and an unusual thing appeared in his mind.

"Last night, Your Majesty summoned the Minister of War and the Minister of Rites overnight."

Shen Chongyi...

He Yuan...

Both of these two are cronies of the Prince Regent. His Majesty summoned them overnight. Could it be that he wanted to win over the Prince Regent?

madness!

The regent king is ambitious, so wooing him is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger!
Cui Wenzhen crumpled the high-quality rice paper on the table with a sinking face, and the veins on the back of his hands became more prominent.

In the study room of the Prince Regent's Mansion, Minister of Rites He Yuan and Minister of Military Affairs Shen Chongyi knelt on the ground tremblingly, sweat dripping from their foreheads drop by drop.

He Yuan was the first to be unable to bear the suspicion-filled scrutiny of the Prince Regent, and complained endlessly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty summoned us last night, and really just discussed hunting with us, and didn't say anything else."

The regent helped the two of them up hypocritically, and smiled hypocritically.

"Don't worry, you are the king's right-hand man. How could the king fall into His Majesty's plan to sow discord and suspect you! It's better to act more properly in the future, don't show your secrets anymore, let's go down."

Patting the shoulders of the two men lightly, the regent smiled and sent them away.

As soon as the two left, the smile on his face faded, and there was even a sternness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)