Reborn Ming Dynasty as Emperor

Chapter 340

Everything was silent, and the night gradually deepened. Zhu Youxiao walked in front of the moonlight, and Wang Chengen followed anxiously behind with a lantern.

I don't know why, from Wang Chengen's point of view, His Majesty seems to be walking faster than usual, but he will stop for a moment from time to time, so that Wang Chengen is caught off guard, and he also stops, shaking the candle in the small lantern. The fire flickered.

Zhu Youxiao swallowed, it seemed that it was not the first time to taste a woman captured by a violent machine, but it still made him feel a little nervous and a subtle sense of guilt.

But the more this happened, the more he wanted to jump out of this barrier, and the beast of selfish desire in his mind desperately wanted to rush out, and then control his entire soul.

From the evolution of genetic factors, that is, genes, to a higher level, and promote the emergence of germ cells, and then derive hermaphroditism, hormones, that is, hormones, begin to become a wonderful chemical substance, and many people's emotions will be affected by it. Control, and thus have family ethics and social civilization, prompting living bodies not only to follow the natural law of the jungle, but also naturally follow and even strive to pursue a civilized society that controls desires and formulates rules.

This kind of performance is especially obvious in human beings. We don’t know when we started to learn to help the weak on the basis of bullying the weak, and to punish rape and eliminate evil as an example, and even derived the idea of ​​liberating the general public and happiness for all mankind. great come.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the emergence of sexual reproduction that we have a variety of more complex interspecies relationships, such as husband and wife, parents and children, brothers and sisters, and then derived from the same country, the same year, and even the same nation.

Zhu Youxiao is such a complicated body. He sacrificed most of his time and energy to eradicate the Donglin Party and kill the gentry. The selfish purpose of wanting myself to live a life without shame or shame.

Squeak!
Zhu Youxiao opened the door and walked in. He had to admit that Wang Chengen was very good at decorating. He decorated this small inner hall that he just took a nap with a romantic atmosphere. Red candles were matched with red carpets, and red curtains and bed net.

Only Hai Lanzhu, who was lying on Panlong's imperial bed, was still dressed in jade-white Mongolian clothes, her face was as red as a cherry, her lips were tightly pressed, and three strands of jade pendants hung from her waist and hung on the edge of the bed.

Wang Chengen disappeared at some point, and Zhu Youxiao also became short of breath. Obviously, the gonadotropin-releasing hormone released by the hypothalamus had already acted on his gonads, which made him blush.

But Zhu Youxiao didn't rush over like a hungry tiger. Instead, he sat on the side, slightly picked up a glass of wine with the fragrance of wheat, and took a sip: "Do you know what I'm going to do next?"

Hai Lanzhu nodded, she could feel her beating heart, and she could clearly see her violently rising and falling chest, but she didn't know what to do other than grabbing the bed sheet tightly with her hands.

And Zhu Youxiao came over and sat on the only half-remaining place on Hai Lanzhu's thigh, with one hand gently placed on her soft body.

The accessories that Wu Sangui, Huang Taiji, and Mutal gave to Hai Lanzhu were violently torn off one by one, and fell directly to the ground, breaking into two halves.

The wind blew so hard that the window lattices jingled, and a whine sounded like the sound of nature, filling the restless heart with blood again.

The red tents began to turn up white waves, and the dead leaves were peeled off layer by layer by the wind. Against the backdrop of candlelight, it seemed like cherry blossoms in March and white snow falling in the twelfth lunar month, directly sprinkled on the ground.

The wind nimbly drives the leaves to rotate, causing the drizzle to fall, making the entire flower path wet.

In this world full of spring, Zhu Youxiao doesn't know how many times he has flooded the golden mountains, but he also doesn't know how many long tornadoes and violent sandstorms, shaking the sky with a howl.

Hai Lanzhu stared and did not fall asleep, her lower body was unconscious. She did not expect to feel this way after doing this kind of thing. It made people feel ashamed and indignant, but the pain did exist.

A touch of bright red also infiltrates the bedding, like a peony in full bloom.

But when she saw Zhu Youxiao who was sleeping sweetly next to her, she couldn't help feeling a little hatred, she even wanted to stretch out her hand and strangle Zhu Youxiao to death.

Gritting her teeth, she really endured the pain and turned around, stretched out her hand, and approached Zhu Youxiao's neck a little bit.

But at this time, Wang Chengen's face suddenly appeared outside the window, a pale face just staring at her, Hai Lanzhu shrank back in fright, and couldn't help but hold a hot thing like an iron rod .

She subconsciously wanted to pull out this iron rod, which made herself quite painful, but when she pulled it, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but shouted: "Woo!"

Wang Chengen rushed in directly: "Bold! Help me!"

Five or six servants barged in, and Hai Lanzhu froze in fright.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao hurriedly pulled Hai Lanzhu's hand away, covered the quilt with one hand, and pressed Hai Lanzhu into the quilt on his right side with the other: "Don't make a fuss, everyone back down!"

Here, Zhu Youxiao clamped Hai Lanzhu tightly with both feet, and asked her, "What do you want to do?"

Hai Lanzhu couldn't help pear blossoms with rain, sobbing, trying to push Zhu Youxiao away, and pushing desperately, but Zhu Youxiao just wouldn't let go.

I don't know if it was too much firepower or really angry, Zhu Youxiao fought hundreds of times again, until Hai Lanzhu was paralyzed again, he got up and went to Xinuang Pavilion to deal with the affairs of the court.

Zhu Youxiao, who was walking on the road, felt that he was a little limp and in a trance, and the absurd scenes of last night were still flashing in his head. He didn't wake up much until he shook a few times, and he promised Li Mingrui to consider putting him to death today. The matter of Lanzhu was also thrown into the clouds.

And what was even more unexpected was that at night, Zhu Youxiao once again chose to stay overnight in Hailanzhu.

Followed by the third day, the fourth day.

"Your Majesty", Wang Cheng'en couldn't help mentioning something at this time, and Zhu Youxiao nodded after hearing this: "I know what you want to say, send Hai Lanzhu to Kunning Palace as a maid, I will go to Concubine Hui today. "

Wang Chengen couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that His Majesty is still sensible.

But Li Mingrui and others didn't think so. When he knew that His Majesty still chose to let Hai Lanzhu live, he couldn't help sighing, but as a foreign minister, he still couldn't interfere in the emperor's family affairs, and he had no other choice but to sigh.

The matter passed in this way, and Zhu Youxiao still listened to the government at the court and reviewed the memorials at the next court as usual, and went to various important functional departments if he had nothing to do, or visited the lower-level life in the capital on a private server.

And Hai Lanzhu seemed to be gradually forgotten by everyone. To her, what happened that night seemed like a dream, and her life was still peaceful and terrifying.

But when she returned to her room and was embraced by a familiar figure again, she realized that all this was not over, and she had been living in the world controlled by Zhu Youxiao.

(End of this chapter)