After I kissed the rough man Khan, I was busy farming in the grassland

Yeluyan stopped when he saw that he was good, and said close to Li Xianyun's ear: "It's okay if you don't go back with your husband."

Li Xianyun raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

He compromised so quickly, he must have been holding back his bad intentions.

As expected, someone said: "Please stay with me at night and let me do whatever you want. Then I won't force you to go back to the palace."

A soft feeling spread from the roots of the legs. This is a memory from the body - it cannot be erased.

It seems that I can't get over it easily tonight.

Someone has a very strong desire in that area and is struggling every day, but still enjoys it.
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Murong Ce quickly got the news and summoned important ministers to discuss the matter overnight.

"Your Majesty, I thought that with Yeluyan's resolute and iron-fisted methods, he would definitely not withdraw his troops from Yunzhong, and that he would be punished by the people of the world. Unexpectedly, Yeluyan was willing to withdraw most of the troops. The ten thousand liang we originally promised If the golden annual tribute is not paid, Hou Liang will surely be ridiculed by the world."

Murong Ce sneered. He was already notorious, and his reputation was worthless to him. He didn't care at all.

But there are better ways to deal with it now, so why harm yourself?

"Ai Qing means to pay annual tribute?"

"Of course not."

Paying the annual tribute is just a rhetoric, and most of the money in the Later Liang Dynasty is currently used to expand armaments, and there is no spare money to pay the annual tribute.

"But we must give the world a reasonable explanation." A minister said.

"What do you think we should do?"

The ministers were talking a lot, but they had no clue.

Murong Ce was really tired of seeing their incompetence. What was the use of them if they were eating their salary and not making any plans or efforts?

He just heard him say quietly: "Prepare ten carriages tomorrow to pay tribute to the Khitan."

Everyone was shocked.

Murong Ce continued: "I encountered robbers on the way and all my official money was robbed. The people who escorted Sui Gong cried and complained and had no choice but to go back and find another way. What do you think?"

It's not that the annual tribute was not paid, it was just that I encountered robbers, so I had to delay it, and then let it go.

This plan is so clever that neither Khitan nor the world can make a mistake.

All the ministers knelt on the ground and saluted: "Your Majesty is wise."

Murong Ce waved his hand impatiently.

The ministers retired under the cover of night.

Murong Ce leaned on the Taishi chair, put his head on the back of the chair, and looked at the roof.

With such a group of ministers as stupid as pigs, when will he be able to compete with the Khitan, and when will he be able to take back his Xian'er?

"Has the document agreeing to the marriage been delivered to Hou Tang?" Murong Ce kept the same posture as before and asked quietly.

The chamberlain said respectfully: "It has been sent over, but I don't know what happened. The ninth princess has not agreed to the marriage."

Murong Ce sat up straight, "It seems that something happened in the middle, and someone was causing trouble... It's really interesting."

The chamberlain looked at Murong Ce's beautiful red phoenix eyes, which seemed to burst out with frightening light, like a hunter who found prey in the lush forest, and was extremely happy.

Murong Ce said quietly: "Come here Shang Jin."

There are four masters around him, named Gong Shang Zhengyu. Gong was killed by Yeluyan's men when he kidnapped Li Xianyun last time. Now only Shang Zhengyu is left.

Shang stepped forward and said, "Master."

"You immediately go to the Later Tang Dynasty to investigate who is obstructing the reconciliation between the two countries. At the same time, tell Qin Rou to ask her to sow discord between the Later Tang Dynasty and the Khitan as soon as possible, so that the Later Tang Dynasty can help the Later Liang Dynasty attack the Khitan."

From the news sent by the scouts from the Khitan, it can be seen that Li Xianyun was deeply favored by Ye Luyan, and the two were inseparable.

Every time he got such news, Murong Ce would be so angry that he wished he could tear Ye Luyan to pieces and snatch Li Xianyun back.

That's why he took the plunge and agreed to Hou Tang's marriage request.

The four masters of Gong Shang and Zheng Yu each have their own specialties.

Shang was good at using short knives, and the two three-inch long daggers were extremely sharp. They were danced in his hands in a dazzling and vigorous manner.

His sword skills are extremely fast, and he can kill the enemy in an instant. The sword technique was so fast that the opponent only felt a gust of wind coming, and he didn't even know how he died.

Murong Ce added: "If you find someone who is causing trouble, you can kill them first and then report them."

Shang knelt on the ground and said, "I obey."

After Murong Ce made the explanation, he said to the chamberlain: "Ask that woman to come to Qingfeng Pavilion to see me."

The Qingfeng Pavilion is located behind the study, and is where Murong Ce temporarily rested while handling official duties until late at night.

He hasn't been to the harem for several days.

The head waiter bowed respectfully and then left.

Xiangrong was waiting outside the study. When he saw the chief chamberlain coming out, he opened his mouth and asked softly: "What's wrong? Does your Majesty have any orders?"

The head chamberlain said softly: "Let me call that woman."

Xiangrong's face turned very ugly when he heard this. He was thinking of Li Xianyun again, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of the veiled substitute.

No matter whether Li Xianyun was there or not, Murong Ce would never see himself who had been with him for so many years.

The hands in Xiangrong's sleeves were clenched into fists, and the packet of medicine Li Xianyun gave her inside the sleeves was a bit hot.

Li Xianyun said that as long as Murong Ce takes this medicine for a long time, Murong Ce will see her and like her.

She was really fed up with the way Murong Ce was obsessed with Li Xianyun, not to mention the packet of medicinal powder. She secretly gave some to a waiter. The man took it for several days without any abnormality, so it would not harm Murong. policy.

Xiangrong looked at the chief chamberlain and said, "Your Majesty has not had tea for an hour, do you want to send tea in?"

The head chamberlain said: "If you don't tell me, the Za family will forget about it."

Seeing that he was about to call someone, Xiangrong said: "I just have nothing to do. Let me bring tea in."

Because Xiang Rong had been with Murong Ce the longest, he was very prestigious in the palace.

The manager said: "How can I help you?"

"We are all doing things for the master, why should we be polite?"

"If so, then there will be labor."

After Xiangrong waited for the chief chamberlain to leave, he went to prepare tea. Seeing that there was no one around, he poured some of the medicinal powder given by Li Xianyun into it.

After stirring it and wiping the edge of the cup, Murong Ce took it in.

"Your Majesty, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Murong Ce took the tea cup, took a sip, then put it aside and continued to handle official duties.

"How's your spying on Shangjing going?"

Xiangrong said respectfully: "Princess Hehui has opened a medical pavilion in the market. The servants are familiar with the rules of her leaving the palace. Once they grasp the rules, they will be able to take action well."

Tie people back to the back beam.

Murong Ce said casually while reading the memorial: "She is still as restless as before."

What a loving word.

Xiangrong's eyelashes trembled twice and he looked at the teacup placed on the table where Murong Ce took a sip.

Hope it works soon.

Bai Mengling was taken directly to Qingfeng Pavilion.

Murong Ce arrived after a while. He sat on the soft couch in the Nuan Pavilion and said to the woman standing in the hall with her face covered and only her eyes exposed: "Come closer."

Bai Mengling approached and stopped three or four meters away from the soft couch.

Murong Ce leaned on the soft pillow on the couch and looked into those eyes for a moment.

His eyes were gentle and doting, and it was hard not to have other thoughts when looking at him with such eyes.