Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 29 She really wanted to stab him to death (1)

Shen Jingshu is very diligent, and every night she arranges her special poison in every corner of the tent.

Especially around the bed, the poison increased exponentially.

It's just that she seems to be busy every day.

Because until entering the territory of Lanling County, the assassin never showed up once.

Waking up every morning, the poisonous needles and stings she had buried on the ground the night before were all lying in place intact, without any suspected blood stains.

Rubbing his chin with his right hand, Shen Jingshu couldn't help thinking, did the mastermind behind the scenes who wanted to poison Murong Li really believe in what she had planned?
"Hit him! Hit him fast! Hit him hard!"

"Oh! Good!"

The cheers and applause were deafening, it was the soldiers who were wrestling.

Shen Jingshu's eyes swayed gently, unscrupulously looking at those naked and muscular bodies.

She thought to herself that the only benefit of her trip to suppress the bandits was that she could appreciate these young male bodies full of strength and male hormones as she wished.

Look at those pecs and abs, they're all solid.

And that charming mermaid line, um, it made her feel a little bit excited.

She really wanted to go over and touch it. Those wheat-colored skin with a healthy glow must be very elastic...

Before she could put her fantasy into action, a figure broke into her field of vision, and her interest in admiring the beautiful scenery suddenly plummeted.

What a scumbag, I feel disgusted when I see him!
What are you going out to do when you have nothing to do?
Wouldn't it be nice to take root and sprout in his broken tent?

Murong Li didn't realize at all that he had influenced someone's mood.

He was attracted by the noise of the soldiers.

At the age of 15, he left the imperial city and went to the frontier to lead the army to fight. During his five-year military career, he fought with the border soldiers through life and death.

It can be said that life in the military camp has been integrated into his bones.

When he returned to Beijing this time, he did not bring his own soldiers, and he did not know any of these soldiers who followed him to suppress the bandits.

But this does not affect the hormones in his body to be aroused and burned.

After rushing this way, he suddenly wanted to exercise his muscles and learn from the light cavalry.

"My lord, do you want to come for a round?"

The soldiers found him and asked frankly, not afraid of his appearance at all.

"En." He responded briefly and forcefully, then took off his outer shirt quickly, and then took off his inner shirt, hanging it around his waist.

Shen Jingshu looked at his masked side face and his undressing movements, the corners of his eyes couldn't stop twitching.

Damn, this is what he wanted to do a long time ago, right?

Look at his impatient ape, as if he has been hungry for 800 years and suddenly meets a beloved girl who is about to sleep with someone else.

Thinking of this, Shen Jing's bookish and lively thoughts started to errands.

That melon of the Tyrant King, has he ever slept with a woman?

He married four concubines in succession and all of them were killed. When it came to her, he was the fifth.

Although she came back to life after being crushed to death by him, but before he slept with her, she stabbed him unconscious. He can't be still a baby by now, right?
Shen Jingshu was taken aback by his wild thoughts, then suddenly woke up and shook his head.

Damn it!

Is he a chick or a stallion has something to do with her?

She's not his mother, so she doesn't need to worry about his sexual welfare!

However, despite saying this, why did she suddenly feel a little pitiful for him?
According to the fashion of this era, a person of his age who was born in the royal family already has a group of wives and concubines, and several children, yet he has never had meat, which is really miserable when he thinks about it.

(End of this chapter)