Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 223 And use the title to lure the king's heart (11)

The teacup in his palm was hot, but it couldn't warm Cui Wenzhen's sinking heart.

He hesitantly stroked the glaze pattern on the bone china cup, and said hesitantly: "The old minister came here today to establish a queen..."

Before he could say the following words, the incomprehensible emperor in front of him chuckled in a low voice, and the laughter was mixed with a bit of joy, which made people feel even more confident.

"Cui Aiqing also believed in those people's playbooks?" Her eyebrows slanting into her temples were raised, and there was a faint threat hidden in her slightly teasing tone.

Cui Wenzhen knelt down with a sinking face, the bone china cup was turned over by the wide sleeve, and the tea was spilled all over the floor.

"The old minister is stupid, I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

Murong Jue looked at Cui Wenzhen with his chin propped up, the smile on his lips was as soft and gentle as a spring breeze, and the emotion in his eyes was elusive.

"Cui Aiqing served the country and the people, what crime did she commit?"

"The old minister listened to folk rumors and slandered the mother of a country." Cui Wenzhen said convincingly, leaned over and kowtowed heavily.

Murong Jue blinked, with a regretful expression on his face, his voice was light and ethereal, like catkins in spring, drifting around.

"Folk rumors must have a head and a tail. Find the head and pinch the tail. Cui Aiqing will definitely make me happy."

"The old minister will definitely live up to His Majesty's trust."

Murong Jue waved his hand, signaling Cui Wenzhen to leave.

Cui Wenzhen saluted again, "The old minister resigns."

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"Major General, the last general caught a few people with strange movements in Lanhai City. Judging by their words, deeds and accent, they are from Kyoto." Han Zhang put a waist badge on Xi Ning's case, and handed it over to report.

Closing the document in his hand, Xi Ning picked up the exquisite waist card, staring at the details of the waist card pattern carefully.

"Can you find out the specific source?"

With his fingers lightly rubbing the pattern on the back of the waist card, Xi Ning asked in a deep voice.

"The last general has been stationed at the border for many years, and he doesn't know much about the aristocratic families in Kyoto. He only knows that this is a decoration that only first-rank officials can have."

First rank senior...

Xi Ning's eyes flickered, she raised her hand and waved Han Zhang back, and when he closed the door to leave, she couldn't wait to pin the waist badge on her waist, her expression became eager to try.

[Host, what do you want to do? ] Fugui's voice was straight, without any ups and downs, pouring a basin of cold water on Xi Ning, strangling her imminent plans in the cradle.

"I just think of the old fox of the regent, and wonder if I can plan a strategy and win thousands of miles away." Xi Ning spread his hands helplessly, and blinked innocently, trying to prove his innocence.

【Host, I think it's fine if you don't do anything and follow the development of the world line with peace of mind. 】

The rich and indifferent way.

Xi Ning flexibly turned the brush in his hand, and did not express any opinion on Fugui's salted fish guide.

If he could lie down and complete the task, Xi Ning would naturally be happy to see it.

only--

"Can I write to His Majesty?" Xi Ning tilted his head and asked thoughtfully.

Fugui remained silent, even if it was written, whether it could be delivered to the male lead was a big question.

Xi Ning picked up the brush, spread out the paper, and was about to write when there was a sudden knock on the study door.

"Major General, it's not good, City Lord Sheng was taken away by the barbarian leader!"

The anxiety in Han Zhang's voice could not be concealed.

The city lord was taken away? !
Xi Ning's eyes darkened, and he almost couldn't stand still.

She walked quickly to the door, opened the door, looked at the worried Han Zhang solemnly, and her voice was low.

"Where was it taken?"

"Dona Lake outside Lanhai City."

Xi Ning stepped over the threshold and went straight to the stable.

"Do many people know?"

"The general has blocked the news in time."

"Why did the city lord go there himself?"

"Lanhai customs, parents and children are weak crowns, and should drink the water of Lake Dona given by the father."

Xi Ning paused while leading the horse, turned his head and looked at Han Zhang seriously, and said in a deep voice: "I will bring a team of elites to save the city lord, you must appease the city lord's family, and in addition, order to ban this custom. "

Han Zhang frowned disapprovingly, "Major General, prohibiting the custom may cause public outrage."

"Special acts in special times, if someone violates, twenty lashes will be given."

Xi Ning got on his horse, his voice was cold and unremarkable.

Han Zhang bit the bullet and nodded.

Xi Ning nodded in satisfaction, raised his whip, and drove out of the general's mansion.

The folk customs on the border are tough, and blindly gentle persuasion will not have much effect, so they have to be suppressed by force.

She doesn't need blowjobs, she just needs a fast and peaceful frontier.

Xi Ning and other spies figured out the enemy's situation, and immediately had a calculation in their hearts.

The barbarian leader should have waited for a long time today. Taking advantage of General Xi's death from illness and the sudden chaos of Xi's army, he took advantage of the chaos to kidnap the city lord, the backbone of the city, and make the people of Lanhai City in chaos. When the time comes, they will send troops in one fell swoop, and they will be able to take Lanhai City without any effort. .

It is almost impossible to rescue the city lord unscathed, but the status of the city lord in Lanhai City is equivalent to that of Xi Han in Xi's family army, so he must be rescued, otherwise Lanhai will be in chaos.

Xi Ning closed his eyes, went through the locations of the barbarian camps in his mind, quickly finalized a plan, and attacked the enemy's camp at night with human voices.

After heavy losses, the city lord was finally rescued.

Xi Ning pulled him into the small river connecting the villages near Lanhai City, pushed him into the river to hide, and then ran out, luring away the enemy's pursuers.

Holding up torches, the pursuers searched for the footprints of Xi Ning and his party inch by inch in the dark night.

The master of the city was arranged by Xi Ning to swim along the direction of the small river to a small village on the outskirts of Lanhai City, and then quietly returned to Lanhai City from the tunnel that Xi Han had dug.

In the dense forest where you can't see your fingers, Xi Ning held his injured arm and ran forward stumblingly, not daring to stop.

The blood from the wound on the arm was draining rapidly, his physical strength was also declining rapidly, and his legs became heavier and heavier.

The salty sweat rolled down into the eye sockets, and the foreign body sensation in the eyes forced Xi Ning to blink continuously, and there was no time to raise his hand to wipe it off.

One of his feet didn't pay attention, and he tripped over a thick branch, and Xi Ning planted it firmly.

This fall completely exhausted all her strength.

Xi Ning was lying weakly on the ground, looking at the big tree covering the sky, murmuring indistinctly: "Fugui...my death-binding program...is there any..."

Consciousness becomes blurred...

Senses begin to degenerate...

It's dark all around...

The body drowned in the icy water, falling continuously...

Limbs drooping limply...

Rose-purple rays of light emanated from the heart, the time and space of the small world stagnated, and a powerful invisible wave of light diffused and covered everything, dominating everything.

The emperor in the Hall of Zhaohe fell into a deep sleep, and a sacred and inviolable figure slowly appeared in the rosy purple light...

The wind is still and the sky is dark.

The cold and snowy god boy knelt on one knee in front of the unconscious girl. His cold white fingers touched the center of the girl's eyebrows, smoothing the folds between the girl's eyebrows, and the rose-purple light flowed on the bleeding wound.

(End of this chapter)