My senior sister is not a human being!

Then she took off her coat, reached into her pocket and threw the coat on the passenger seat.

"You will definitely like this foreplay." Jiang Shengyue, who had been patient all the way, bit her lower lip lightly, and with a seductive look, she stretched out her right hand in front of Su Yuchen.

Su Yuchen looked at her right hand curiously: "What?"

Jiang Shengyue twisted her waist and her breathing became increasingly rapid. Then she slowly opened her right hand.

Jingle Bell……

The two ends of the silver chain hung from the left and right sides of her palms, with two small "hairpins" hanging at the end, which were the "magic tools for sisters" prepared by Xiyu before.

But unlike the simple hairpin last time, this time the small hairpin has two small "ding-ling-ding-ling" bells hanging on it with red strings.

At this moment, two small bells were swaying in Su Yuchen's sight, making clear and pleasant sounds.

Su Yuchen's breathing quickened involuntarily, and Jiang Shengyue laughed very enthusiastically: "This is the idea I came up with after seeing Raorao's bell~"

"Your Highness, please help me play this prelude yourself~"

……

Chapter 644: Flickering Lights and Tinkling Bells on a Snowy Day

"Your Highness, can you help me tie it?"

Ding-ling, ding-ling~

Jiang Shengyue stretched out her right hand, and two small bells tied with red ropes and hanging in the air on both sides of her right hand made sounds of different frequencies.

Because he knew the purpose of the bell, Su Yuchen's heart was not at peace... He had to admit that this was indeed a pleasant prelude.

Sister Yue obviously does not have the genetic bloodline of a succubus, but at this moment she really looks like a succubus.

Sister Yue was also thinking very hard... Wait, this shouldn't be something she came up with by herself, but Xiyu helped her think of it.

After all, after knowing that they were going to race in Panlong Mountain, she pulled Xiyu into the bedroom and talked for a long time.

Thinking about it, Su Yuchen looked at Sister Yue's expectant eyes but remained indifferent. He suppressed the ease on his face and showed a slight contempt for slaves: "Do I need this prince to punish you personally? You are an elf slave, don't you take this prince seriously?"

Facing Su Yuchen's scolding, Jiang Shengyue felt her heart tremble. The thought of being 'inferior' in her heart made her lean back involuntarily, with her lower back resting on the steering wheel.

The thighs and calves straddling both sides of the driver's seat are bent into a smaller acute angle, and the thigh curve under the denim shorts is particularly charming and seductive with the modification of the leg rings.

Looking at her watery eyes, Su Yuchen's eyes flashed with surprise. He had only scolded her once.

"You're really not obedient at all." Thinking of this, Su Yuchen's tone became even more severe: "This prince hasn't done anything yet!"

“S-Sorry…” Jiang Shengyue apologized softly, looking like a pitiful elf slave who had evolved from a rebellious elf slave to a well-behaved elf slave: “I, I didn’t mean it.”

Su Yuchen sneered without saying anything, but just glanced at the white and tender shoulders that were revealed by her sleeveless sweater.

Perhaps because she had been playing around along the way, the black bra straps were partially exposed from the shoulders of her sweater, giving her a hazy feeling.

Jiang Shengyue understood the look in his eyes: Show some sincerity.

She understood and she also expected to show him sincerity.

So, Jiang Shengyue first put the silver chain in her hand on Su Yuchen's shoulder, then slowly raised her hands, crossed them, pinched the shoulders of the sleeveless sweater, and slowly pulled it towards the center.

The originally clean and tidy sweater was twisted together like a rope to form a straight line. The underwear, which was the opposite color of the white sweater, was now staring at Su Yuchen like two black eyes, shyly greeting him.

The delicate collarbone, fair skin and the cleavage that could bury dreams were exposed to Su Yuchen's sight.

"Hello~ Are you happy to see me?" Jiang Shengyue, who had been staring at Su Yuchen, suddenly spoke in a tender voice, raising her arms inwards and on both sides of her ribs, as if there was really someone else greeting him.

Su Yuchen was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Shengyue in surprise, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Sister Yue, what are you doing?"

"Are you surprised?" Jiang Shengyue snorted: "I won't let you feel monotonous and boring~"

She took Cristiana's words to heart.

"Sister Yue, that's amazing."

"Hmm~" Jiang Shengyue looked at him proudly, then turned back to look at the windshield that was already covered with snow, and then looked at Su Yuchen again: "Is this sleeveless sweater convenient?"

"I know." Su Yuchen resumed his cold tone: "But don't get too complacent. Don't forget what you're doing."

"I know~"

Jiang Shengyue picked up the silver chain hairpin on his shoulder and asked, "Does Your Highness like me like this?"

Su Yuchen stared at the scene in front of him: "If you are happy, I like it."

"Also, your pain sensitivity is too low, isn't it?"

"Maybe I was born to meet you. Besides, it's not important." Jiang Shengyue snorted, bent down and put down the seat, letting Su Yuchen lie on his back. "What's important is whether it looks good or not."

"She's both pretty and beautiful." Su Yuchen smiled as he lay down, raised his hand and flicked the bell on his hairpin: "She's the best match for you, Sister Yue."

Jiang Shengyue's face became more charming when she was praised. She couldn't help but put her hands on his chest. Her calves, which were sitting astride the seat, were stretched tense, revealing smooth lines. Her feet were curled up, and the soles of her feet also formed an attractive arc. Through her pantyhose, she could faintly see the delicate and rosy skin at her ankles.

"But we still need to let them prepare."

"What else do we need to prepare?" Su Yuchen asked curiously.

Jiang Shengyue slowly took out the leather handcuffs from the magic storage item, then bent her arms at 90 degrees and let Su Yuchen help her put them on.

Coupled with the rope connecting the necklace hook and the handcuffs chain, her upper arms could only remain pressed against the outside of her ribs, unable to move.

But because of this action, her figure looks even more slender and graceful.

"I can't move anymore. Doesn't it look good?"

"You are getting better and better." Su Yuchen teased and was about to turn over to let Jiang Shengyue get off, but Jiang Shengyue sat hard on his legs, preventing him from moving.

"Ok?"

"I want you to look at me." Jiang Shengyue looked down at Su Yuchen: "I will do it by myself today."

Su Yuchen looked at her in surprise: "Why do you say that today?"

"It's okay." She shook the bell hanging in her hair: "I want to perform well for once."

"As for you, just do this." As she spoke, Jiang Shengyue bent down and let her burgundy-dyed twin ponytails hang in front of him.

Su Yuchen felt the smoothness of her twin ponytails and asked, "You're eating such a light meal today?"

"I am your girlfriend first, and then an elf slave." Jiang Shengyue said confidently: "The strong elf queen that night is no longer here. Now as an elf slave, I take the initiative to serve you. This plot is very reasonable, isn't it?"

"Well, that makes sense."

"I'm happy no matter what when I'm with you." Jiang Shengyue leaned back: "Besides, I'm sure you won't keep looking at me, right?"

"You really understand me." Su Yuchen gently pinched her soft hair in two ponytails, and his fingers involuntarily picked out a few strands of burgundy hair and wrapped them around his fingers.

There are many ways to hold the steering wheel.

"That's not true~" Jiang Shengyue snorted: "Who made me your girlfriend?"

"That makes sense." Su Yuchen looked at her charming face and could actually see the subtlety in her eyes.

He knew that this was because the Queen sister said that Sister Yue was single-minded, and Sister Yue cared a lot about this sentence.

So at this moment, she endured her thoughts and wanted to show a different side of herself in front of him.

Su Yuchen naturally cooperated with her, letting Sister Yue perform first, and then taking the initiative himself. In this way, Sister Yue would not be so worried.

"Your Highness, my hand cannot move."

"Since you've performed so well, I'll help you." Su Yuchen smiled: "Where are your pantyhose?"

"Don't you like to be half-hidden?"

"Too……"

On the top of Panlong Mountain where the cold wind was howling, the high beams of the SUV, which had never been turned off, penetrated the snow and fog. The lights swayed in the darkness, becoming the only source of heat in the ice and snow.

……

Imperial Palace, Qianning Hall.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened, Your Majesty!"

The eunuch Wei Jin, who held the seal of the Imperial Household Department, rushed into the Qianning Palace without paying any attention to etiquette, knelt down beside the dragon bed, and nodded his forehead to the ground: "Your Majesty, this is not good!"

Emperor Xuan'an Zhao Xian, who was awakened from his sleep, sat up all of a sudden and kicked Wei Jin's shoulder angrily: "Why are you so flustered? Is the sky going to fall? How disgraceful!"

The powerful Wei Jin was kicked away a little, but he continued to kneel. He quickly raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, the garrison troops have been transferred away from the imperial capital. The Ninth Corps of the Chang'an Army has taken over the defense of the imperial capital. No one is allowed to enter! No one is allowed to leave, Your Majesty!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian stood up with a broken voice, a little panicked, but more in disbelief: "What does the Prince of Chang'an want to do? Is he going to rebel?!"

"Your Majesty, the entire Sheng'an City is now under military control..."

boom!

Zhao Xian angrily pushed the vase beside him to the ground and shouted with a cracked voice: "What is the military department for? Does the garrison want to rebel too? How dare they leave the capital without my order!?"

"Where's Zhao Zhen? Did he get kicked in the head by a donkey and dare to mobilize the garrison troops without authorization?!"

Zhao Xian picked up a piece of clothing and walked to the desk. He picked up the phone and called Zhao Zhen, his face full of anger.

As a member of the imperial family, Zhao Zhen has been stationed in the garrison area for the past ten years in order to check and balance the military controlled by the cabinet.

As long as the garrison and the imperial guard are in his hands, what waves can the cabinet cause?

And now I’m told that the garrison has been transferred out of Beijing?

Who gave Zhao Zhen the courage?

Did he want to betray himself and the imperial family? !

And there is the cabinet. How could the cabinet, which controls the military, sit idly by and watch the Chang'an army enter the capital?

He and Xie Jianyang had secretly joined forces to weaken the strength of Chang'an many times. How could he dare to sit back and watch this happen? !

Aren’t you afraid that after the incident, the Chang’an Kingdom will hold you accountable and you will be killed without a burial place?

The more Zhao Xian thought about it, the angrier he became, especially after he discovered that the call could not be connected. He slammed the phone in anger, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The call was unresolved. Either Zhao Zhen had betrayed him, or he had been killed. But either result would be disadvantageous to him!

He has the trump card of Lord Di Yuan that is enough to turn the tables, but Lord Di Yuan is now undergoing his final recovery. What if he lets him take action and fails?

Besides, what if I go to see him again and disturb him, and he kills me in anger?

After all, the other party is a high and mighty dragon, and I am just a human. No matter how much I help him, he will never look down on humans!

Zhao Xian stared at the table and slowly calmed himself down.

The top priority now is to stabilize the situation and keep his throne before the grand court meeting. In this way, he can turn the situation around afterwards, instead of being driven off the throne on the day of the grand court meeting and having all his efforts over the years become a dowry for others.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xian turned his head and looked at Wei Jin who was still kneeling on the floor: "The information from the palace has been blocked... Can the spies from the Palace of Gods still be used?"

"Your Majesty, yes!" Wei Jin said quickly, "It's being rumored that Your Majesty took advantage of Princess Chang'an's trip to the west to quell the rebellion and killed the entire family of Zhou Qingyun, the president of the Northern Magicians Association. The Chang'an Kingdom has been fed up and decided to rebel!"

Zhao Xian's eyes twitched: "I killed him?"

The first person he suspected was Xie Jianyang from the cabinet who was causing trouble, but what benefit would it bring to him if he allowed the Chang'an Army to enter Beijing?

Or maybe what the cabinet did has been exposed, so there is no way to stop the Chang'an army from entering Beijing?

"The news from the Jingu Prison can still be spread out from the palace..."

Zhao Xian looked at the table expressionlessly. Does this mean that the Chang'an army had no intention of blockading the palace city. It was not for the purpose of treason, but was preparing to reorganize the cabinet by force?

After all, Su Yijing and Zhou Jinyi still live in the palace...

But it must be prevented.

Zhao Xian raised his hand and tapped the table lightly, and a map of Sheng'an City appeared. The golden dots marked the deployment of the garrison troops in Sheng'an City.

'It is impossible for the garrison troops of nearly 200,000 to be transferred in a short period of time. It is impossible for the 50,000-man Ninth Army of Chang'an to completely control Sheng'an...'

"Is there a rebellion within the garrison, or has the military defected to the Prince of Chang'an?"

There was a flash of coldness in Zhao Xian's eyes. No matter what the truth was, the only person he could rely on now was himself.

"Your Majesty, 10,000 guards have been transferred away..." Wei Jin whispered, "If the enemy attacks the imperial city..."

"I hope so." Zhao Xian sneered, hoping that they would disturb Lord Di Yuan who was recovering.

But he felt that the chances of attacking the palace were not high, because Xie Jianyang would not let the Chang'an army go, and the 50,000 people of the Chang'an Ninth Corps would find it difficult to cover everything.