Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 222 And use the title to lure the king's heart (10)

The Gyeonggi land is surging, and a huge storm is quietly brewing.

Xi Ning sneezed loudly, and the correct words on the paper were immediately crooked.

Han Zhang frowned worriedly, "Miss is not feeling well? Do you need to see a doctor?"

Xi Ning waved his hands, his detached and restrained voice was as cold as ever.

"No need."

He took out the waste paper and put it aside, just as Xi Ning was about to rewrite it, a young servant walked up to the steps, bent down and said respectfully: "Young General, the city lord is hosting a banquet tonight, and you must do me a favor when I invite you."

Xi Ning, who had eaten clear soup and little water for a month, was a little moved, and when the promised words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

When it comes to the male supporting role, she has to be more cautious. After all, her attendance today may become the reason for the male lead stabbing her in the future.

"Han Zhang, take your younger sister to go for me. I'll go to patrol the city tonight." Lang Hao wrote neatly and neatly, just like a girl's cold face.

Han Zhang bowed his hands and agreed.

When mentioning Han Zhang's sister, Xi Ning couldn't help thinking.

But due to her personality, she couldn't make a match, so she could only ask side-by-side: "Is your sister old enough to get married?"

"It's going to be a month later." Speaking of his younger sister, Han Zhang's expression softened a lot.

"If Lingmei has someone she likes, I'll personally go and make love for Lingmei." Xi Ning promised in a serious tone without moving his brows.

Han Zhang was pleasantly surprised, "So, the last general will thank the general for his sister-in-law."

"It's as it should be, don't need to say too much." With long eyelashes lowered, Xi Ning focused on the rice paper and practiced calligraphy without distraction.

Han Zhang bowed his hands, and then quietly exited the study.

As soon as Han Zhang left, Xi Ning immediately threw away the brush, and leaned against the grand master's chair without any image, with his legs slack on the table.

"Fugui, tell me, can Han Zhang understand my hints?"

Fugui doesn't want to talk to her.

Ever since this plane couldn't let herself go, the host has been looking for time to chat with it every now and then. She is obviously busy reading military documents all day long, but she can find opportunities to fish, no wonder she can't become a qualified Tasker.

How could the System Bureau be able to bear such a tasker who often fishes!
[Sheng Ze's favorability for you is thirty, so it's impossible to easily move on. 】

The system analyzed ruthlessly.

Xi Ning's brain froze when he was splashed with cold water.

She propped her chin, lazily admiring the calligraphy that she couldn't find any faults, dragging a long tone, wondering from the bottom of her heart: "It is said that the hero saves the beauty. The hero fell first?"

Wealth does not understand the twists and turns, it only knows the analysis of the essence through the phenomenon, and sees the truth hidden in the deepest through the layers of clouds and mists.

[A beauty who is too diligent is too cheap, and the host who is so unpretentious is even more popular. 】

"What you can't get is always in turmoil, as it should be." Xi Ning smiled brightly and charmingly with his eyebrows bent, his pretended seriousness and calm dissipated, and his lazy and casual style was even more confusing.

Fugui has to admit that among so many taskers, Xi Ning is the only host with a Neptune temperament.

It's as if no matter how scumbag things are, when they are placed on her, there is a sense of sudden enlightenment.

The chosen son of the scum girl system.

Every frown and smile, with style.

【Host, are you really not considering becoming a regular scumbag?Shuttle through thousands of planes, soak up thousands of beauties, and you don't have to be responsible. 】

Wealth comes from the temptation of the soul.

Xi Ning smiled with squinted eyes, his voice was frivolous, completely unmoved.

"You sound like a scumbag now."

She sighed leisurely, her eyes suddenly became sharp.

"You don't have to be responsible for all the beautiful men you've ever seen? Then what am I doing now? Is the scumbag trying to change her past?"

She plausibly questioned.

Fugui was so stunned that he was speechless and could only mutter in a low voice.

But because it is in Xi Ning's mind, no matter how softly it speaks, Xi Ning can hear it clearly.

【The little lord god is an accident...】

"You're so guilty you're almost dying." Xi Ning revealed it expressionlessly.

The little light flickered, as if desperately trying to refute Xi Ning's words.

Xi Ning raised his eyelids noncommittally, opened the documents piled up on the table, and read them one by one.

It's so painful for her to be a general, so what about Haiwang?Fish and shrimp in the sea can annoy her to death.

She'd better be a salted fish with peace of mind.

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Cui Wenzhen entered the palace to meet him, and the young and handsome king was sitting leisurely in the Yuxie Pavilion, pinching the jade chess pieces with slender fingers like jade, and they landed on the chessboard unhurriedly.

"Minister Cui Wenzhen sees Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty!"

Cui Wenzhen bowed on his knees, the voice was as loud as a bell, and the birds in a radius of several miles fluttered their wings and flew away from the safely docked branches.

Murong Jue took the sunspot position, turned his head to look at Cui Wenzhen, who was kneeling on the ground, his eyelids slightly lowered to cover the dark pupils, and the tails of his eyes became narrower and narrower, and the majesty of the king emanated from his body calmly, suppressing the past The emperor's anger turned into panic.

Unbeknownst to him, his students have become unrecognizable, have become aloof kings, and have become existences he has to fear.

"Why does Cui Aiqing have to give such a big gift?" The emperor's tone was somewhat confused, as if he was surprised by his sudden big gift.

Cui Wenzhen felt a chill down his spine, feeling fear from the outside and inside of such a king.

If he really didn't want him to make this big gift, Murong Jue would have supported him when he knelt down, and he would never let him kneel for so long, and ask him why he made the big gift hypocritically.

The little wolf cub eventually turned into a mangled wolf king who could tear people apart, and he couldn't help but act recklessly in the name of the assistant minister.

"There is a difference between the monarch and his ministers, and this great gift should be performed." Cui Wenzhen's face was solemn, and he spoke every word loudly.

"Cui Aiqing is serious. You have a relationship with my teacher and student. You don't have to be so cautious in private."

Murong Jue stood up and helped Cui Wenzhen up, his tired expression calmed down, his warm and jade-like face was full of smiles, as if the solemn and suffocating just now did not exist.

Cui Wenzhen's heart sank when he saw it. His Majesty was indeed hit by Xi Ning's news, and his aura became extraordinary.

In the past, His Majesty's eyes had the childishness and enthusiasm of a teenager, but now His Majesty's eyes are full of elusive emotions. Although there is a smile on his face, the smile does not reach his eyes, and the invisible coercion keeps his mind tense Hold a string and dare not relax easily.

Obviously he is very clear that the person in front of him has no real power in his hands, but he is afraid of such an emperor for no reason.

Deep, mysterious, and completely unpredictable.

"Cui Aiqing entered the palace today, what's the matter?"

The young and handsome king casually poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, asking first.

Cui Wenzhen took the cup of tea as if sitting on pins and needles, and a cold sweat broke out on the back of the young man's gentle smile.

(End of this chapter)