northernbook Chapter 75 Chapter 75
Chapter 75 Chapter 75
Real life play married life pajamas into a dream ending sick and crazy
One day, Wei Zhao suddenly mentioned his dream to Cen Yuan, "...Speaking of it, it seems like the first TV series you acted in."
"Really?" Cen Yuan laughed, "Maybe it's because you think about it every day and dream at night."
Wei Zhao kissed him lightly on the cheek, "Then you are saying that I have liked you since then."
Cen Yuan smiled, not daring to speak nonsense anymore.
I knew in my heart that everything in my dream was real, and even with a guilty conscience, I didn’t forget to call 888, put my arms around the husky’s dog’s head and shouted: “You won’t know what you promised? Liar! Today’s luxury dog food is gone!”
"Ow~"
888 is very desperate. How does it know that Wei Zhao is its former owner? The shielding function of the Great Dream is useless to the host, of course it will fail.
Dog life is tough!
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The Imperial Palace of the Southern Dynasties.
The melodious music was endless, and the beautiful singer with soft waist and limbs performed dances in the court. The king of the stage was dressed in black clothes, closed his eyes and listened softly, and his blood red lips were slightly pursed, showing a smile that was not a smile.
Today the emperor hosted a banquet in honor of the barbarians from other countries. Speaking of which, there is still a trace of blood relationship with the new emperor.
The courtiers who knew it well couldn't help whispering, "It is said that the new emperor's biological mother, the barbarian singer, is actually the illegitimate son of the royal king. She was accused of being a singer by the jealous queen. The emperor's harem..."
I don't know if he was dazzled by the amazed eyes of others. The courtier who talked about the taboos of the royal family stroked his beard and boasted, not knowing that his life was at stake.
One of the courtiers who echoed was very strange, his eyes flickered and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
The barbarian prince on the opposite side was domineering, even though he was constantly reminded by the envoys, he still went his own way, his lewd eyes changed on the singer, and the emperor on the throne had a panoramic view of everything in the audience.
There was a cold armrest under his palm, Cen Yuan's eyelashes were slightly closed, and he couldn't help yawning, he had seen too many palace banquets, why not report Jiang He's history of revenge from the secret guard.
When he was bored, the audience shouted loudly: "Kang Lifang, you are so bold!"
The one who spoke was the courtier with twinkling eyes, Cen Yuan looked through his memory, it seemed that he was called Xu Jinkun, he was nothing but a jester.
The audience has been silent for a long time, the music has stopped, and the diva palace people knelt on the ground one after another, their faces paled.
Knowing that the emperor's temper is capricious, at this moment he dared not even beg for mercy.
The courtier who bore the brunt fell to his knees, suddenly remembered what he said just now, broke out in a cold sweat, and shouted, "Your Majesty, spare me!"
Panicked voices echoed in the empty hall, the emperor raised his hand lightly, everyone trembled, even breathing was wrong.
A cold voice sounded, "What did you do to spare your life? You are so timid, how can you be so bold? Isn't it your fault for scaring the barbarian prince?"
Never thought that the barbarian prince laughed out loud, sat firmly on the table, patted his chest and said: "Your Majesty, we barbarians are all warriors, how could we be afraid of this weak old man, you are wrong."
The proud prince didn't see it. The envoy's face was already pale, and his heart fell to the bottom. He looked at the prince in horror, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Lips squirm: there is no hope.
Sure enough, the next moment, I heard a slight cough from the throne, took out the brocade handkerchief in his sleeve, covered his mouth, but flicked his right hand, and with a sound of "poofing", the prince who was still screaming just now fell to the ground instantly, with a blush between his brows , just rightly embedded with a pearl, the pearl is full and lustrous in color, it was originally pure white but now it has been dyed light red by blood.
The guards on both sides dragged their bodies down, and their movements were clean and neat, as if they had done it a thousand times.
The first envoy to the Southern Dynasty almost slipped off the chair with trembling legs. He gritted his teeth and regretted it in his heart. How could he be so unlucky? Thinking of the previous envoy’s advice, it’s not a bad temper, it’s eerie, Killing people without saying a word, without even blinking their eyes, like crushing an ant to death!
Looking at the other people around him, the indifference that has become commonplace, the messenger curled up in a tall figure, begging His Majesty not to see him.
As luck would have it, His Majesty the Emperor turned his attention to his courtiers. Xu Jinkun, who wanted to make a familiar face in front of the Emperor by reporting at first, had already collapsed to the ground, lying on the ground as if he had no bones, with a strong smell of blood in his nostrils. , persists for a long time.
"You keep talking."
"Yes, it is Your Majesty..."
Stammering and repeating the words, he was already sweating profusely, not to mention Xu Jinkun who really said this, a piece of his court clothes was secretly wet, and there was a smell of urine.
It made the people around couldn't bear to move secretly. First, it was disgusting, and then it was fear. The emperor was so angry that he laid down millions of corpses, and no one wanted to be a fish in the pond.
Cen Yuan couldn't help laughing after he stuttered, his face was beautiful, his soft laughter filled the palace, he clapped his hands and said, "Interesting, interesting!"
He leaned on the throne, with a bit of emotion in his tone: "I haven't heard such an interesting thing for a long time, how can I reward you?"
After pondering for a moment, he said, "Then you will be demoted to common people, your whole family will be exiled to the army, and you will be rewarded with 360 knives for reporting meritorious service."
"His Majesty!"
Both of them begged for mercy sharply, Cen Yuan waved his hands impatiently, and the guards in golden armor dragged them away, leaving everyone behind, terrified.
The Mingming Palace was burning with charcoal fire, but the body and mind were like falling into a cave of ice. The emperor on the seat seemed to be smiling asura, and a light look in his eyes would make one's liver and gallbladder split.
"Your Majesty, there has always been a gap between the barbarians and our dynasty, and now killing their princes, I'm afraid the border will be in danger!"
At a critical moment, an admonisher who was not afraid of death appeared, Cen Yuanding took a few glances at him, and casually said: "What a mere barbarian, is there no one to worry about? Is there no one in our Southern Dynasties elite soldiers and good generals?"
Her voice was resonant, her eyes looked around, and there was silence everywhere she went, "Which Aiqing is willing to work for a lonely dog?"
"Your Majesty, I wish!"
"Chen Yuan!"
"Okay, pass on my military order. From now on, the Southern Dynasty will start a war with the barbarians, and you will never return!"
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Restaurants in the city.
"He really said that?"
The subordinate nodded, "It is said that this time it is the person who conscripted himself. After all, it is also his mother's clan. He is indeed a lunatic, so he doesn't care. I don't know what he thinks. The army will set off in three days, and now it has spread all over the city. .”
The man nodded, and covered his face with a black hat on his head. After the subordinate finished reporting, the two separated in the back of the restaurant.
The man turned around and entered the brothel.
The room was ordinary. Sitting on a stool and meditating for a moment, the black veil covering his face was just lifted, and it was Jiang He who had already left.
Rubbing the rosary in his hand, his mind turned a thousand times.
Three days later, a man named He Shui appeared in the army.
At the border, the wind and sand filled the sky, and the temperature dropped sharply.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers put on cotton clothes, and the commander camped. After reading the news reported by the dark guards, Cen Yuan threw the note into the brazier, licked the white paper, and burned it to ashes.
He has a smile on his face, pink complexion, and is wrapped in black clothes and fox fur. If it wasn't for the background at the border, he would only make people think he is some noble son.
"Cough cough!"
Extreme joy begets grief, Cen Yuan caressed his chest and panted, the sound of trampling footsteps reached his ears, the tent was opened from the outside, and the man who came in was tall and tall, carrying a gust of frost, instantly dispelling the oppressive feeling inside the tent He said: "I would like to report to the emperor and general that the barbarian general Ayijin has been shot down by the minister today, and 350 six barbarian soldiers have been captured."
Cen Yuan raised his eyebrows, clapped his palms and laughed: "Okay, it's really a great blessing for me to have General He in the Southern Dynasty. General He," raised his hand to beckon, thinking of this person's identity, he couldn't help but soften his voice: "Come here."
Sure enough, the heat that was almost scorching around him blew away, and the surroundings instantly became cool, and he clenched his fists against his mouth and nose, "Let me ask you, what will you do with the three hundred or so captives?"
General He hesitated and said, "Send someone to guard."
"wrong!"
The soft lips and tongue spat out words that were colder than sharp knives: "Kill them all! In ancient times, Lord Wu'an killed 40 Zhao people in a pit. Today, our southern dynasty is in danger. Years of severe droughts have caused the shortage of food and grass in the rear. Attack, my [-]-strong army will collapse without attack, the best way now is to kill! Once the general is successful, the bones will be destroyed, and the killing will be stopped by killing!"
"Can--"
Cen Yuan glanced at him, "As a king, you should take the world as your responsibility. In the past, the barbarians killed my subjects and ate my flesh and blood. Now it should be like this!"
Cen Yuan took a deep look at the man, he has already said what he should say and what should not be said, it depends on his own understanding, but this future prosperous and famous gentleman was forced to go to Liangshan by him, just about to say something, his chest trembled, and he hurriedly took it. He covered his lips with a handkerchief.
He Shui was awakened by his voice, suddenly came to his senses, and quickly helped the monarch: "General, are you alright?"
Cen Yuan smiled wryly and waved his hands, coughing continuously, wiping off all the blood stains from the corners of his mouth before straightening up his waist. At that time, his temple hair was messy, his eyes were full of spring water, his face was also as crimson as if he had applied rouge, his lips were unstained and vermilion, as charming beautiful.
It was amazing for a moment.
Cen Yuan didn't care, looked at him with twinkling eyes, and said in a deep tone: "A king should avoid being soft-hearted."
He Shui bowed his head and backed away, somehow finding it difficult for him to face this scene, making promises in his mouth and feeling dizzy.
It wasn't until he walked out of the tent that he remained calm outside the tent, staring at the boundless yellow sand, dazed in a daze.
In the middle of the night, He Shui, who had been promoted to general, was lying on the cold couch, tossing and turning sleeplessly.
As soon as you close your eyes, you will see the little emperor's gorgeous face, as well as his soft and waxy voice, every word is as important as a thousand weights.
He Shui, it should be said that it is Jiang He, the genius doctor's disguise technique is unique in the world, he thinks that the little emperor would not recognize him, let alone say such words, even he has to admit, if it is not for his moody temperament , the little emperor will be a very good king.
But no but.
He could only be cruel and kill him.
"General."
A voice suddenly sounded outside the tent, "What's the matter?"
"The marshal asked the general to enter the account."
He Shui closed his eyes suddenly, and when he opened them again he had regained his indifference: "Okay, I'll go right away."
Marshal camp.
With oil lamps and charcoal fires burning all around, Cen Yuan was still shivering from the cold and suffering from the pungent smoke, he couldn't bear it anymore, he fell down on the bed wrapped in a quilt, his hands and feet were cold.
Seeing He Shui striding in, his eyes lit up as if seeing a savior: "General He, you're finally here."
He Shui didn't know why, as soon as he received such a warm reception from him, even a calm person like him couldn't help but beat a small drum in his heart, "Your Majesty, my minister—"
"Come here, since no one is here, how can there be any monarchs and ministers."
He directly lifted the quilt, only to find that he had not taken off any clothes on his body, and was tightly wrapped. Inexplicably, He Shui felt a little lost in his heart.
Cen Yuan didn't care about these, he almost forcefully pressed him on the couch, He Shui's hands and feet were stiff, and he felt like a light was on his back.
Sure enough... Cen Yuan couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, he didn't care about those when he was comfortable, and fell asleep next to the person.
In the early morning of the next day, Cen Yuan woke up from the overheated quilt, and there was nothing around him, and he probably left before dawn, but he sincerely praised, He Shui is really a big heater, and now his hands and feet are hot and warm almost.
For the next few days, He Shui night stayed on the little emperor's bed, came late at night, and left before dawn. When the two met each other during the day, each was more serious than the other.
Just what the hell is different.
On this day, Cen Yuan was still looking at the map with Mrs. Tang in his hands, and discussed with his subordinates for a long time. Finally, the date was finalized. All the generals were overjoyed, only He Shui, his eyes were dazed, staring at Mrs. Tang in the palm of the little emperor, and became dazed.
I somehow thought of some irrelevant things in my heart. The little emperor, Mrs. Tang hugged him for a long time, it should have been cold long ago, and it was time to change the water.
"He Shui?"
He Shui's eyes flashed when he called out, "Yes, I'm here!"
Seeing his serious attitude, Cen Yuan chuckled lightly, "I just saw you staring at Gu's arms, could it be that your hands are cold?"
"This Mrs. Tang has been with me for a few years, and it's almost time, so I will reward you. When the time comes, I will cut off the head of the enemy chief!"
"Yes!"
Late at night, the stars are like a river under the black night, the cold wind blows outside the tent, and the yellow sand fills the sky. Only the bonfire flickers in the night, billowing black smoke, and there is no trace in the blink of an eye.
In the tent, He Shui was sitting by the bed, and in his hand was an exquisite Mrs. Tang, wrapped in silk and satin, trimmed with fox armpits, a circle of red fluff and exquisite dragon patterns complement each other, and the corners were a little worn, He Shui could tell at a glance that this was a long-term The traces left by the use, he remembered the little emperor's jokes during the day, and he rubbed it, not knowing how soft his eyebrows and eyes are at this moment.
Looking back on this moment many years later, I don't know what I missed.
When the decisive battle came, the battlefield was billowing with gunpowder smoke, the sound of charging and beating drums was mixed together, and the flags covered the sky. This battle was so dark that the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.
At first Cen Yuan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, but later he was tempted to move by the smell of blood. When everyone was ignorant, he jumped up from the stage, holding a long sword, and he was like a bloody horse.
kill!
There were screams in his ears, but he felt as if he had entered an uninhabited land, and the ground beneath him was blood-stained. In that battle, everyone saw the figure of their majesty, and blood rained everywhere he passed.
From then on, his reputation as the reincarnated Shura spread throughout the Southern Dynasties.
The new emperor of the Southern Dynasty, with a peerless appearance, went to the battlefield in person, with the posture of Shura.
Speaking out, it is comparable to Yan Luo who can stop children from crying at night.
The army returned to court.
He Shui, this name is like a thunderbolt. In one night, he went from an unknown soldier to a general of Weiyuan. He was so rich and rich that countless people were amazed and jealous, but no one could match him.
He is the most heartfelt dog under the new emperor.
Five years later, a snow fell unexpectedly, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the branches were covered with trees.
The glazed tiles on the vermilion palace wall are hung along the edge of ice.
The rumors about that man in the court intensified. It was said that he was sexually abusive and had filled the abandoned wells of the palace with the killing of court ladies. It was said that five years ago he killed people like hemp on the battlefield, and his subordinates bleed a lot. It was said that he framed the great general of the year...
It was groundless nonsense, but it was the easiest to fool the ignorant people under his command. In addition, the one who didn't care about it had gradually formed a force.
In the palace, Cen Yuan was wearing a quilt to review the memorial. Did he cough twice? He already had a vague premonition of the end date in his heart. He really wanted to throw down his pen and hit your mother!Dragging a sick body to approve memorials, is this a human being? !
He Shui, no, Jiang He is coming to rebel!
Come on!
I will sit on the throne for you!
I have long felt that the emperor's butt hurts!
"puff!"
Another mouthful of blood.
Cen Yuan wiped his mouth and continued to write vigorously.
It was getting dark early, and the palace gates were lit up. The palace, which looked so majestic during the day, was gloomy and gloomy at the moment. The snow that had stopped for a few days began to fall again. .
"Boom!" There was no sound after one sound.
Cen Yuan had a wicked smile on his face, sitting on the steps enjoying the snow, his eyes were shining white, and the snow all over the ground was shining like silver.
When I first read the rebellion novels, I complained about the solid palace gates. In order to complete the mission as soon as possible and retire, Cen Yuan didn't let him close the palace gates these days.
Wrapping the fur coat tightly around his body, Cen Yuan shivered, innocently cold.
The palace people around him had already run away and scattered, and I no longer had to worry about my image as a widow. With my hands crossed in my sleeves, I suddenly remembered something.
To die To die!
In the script, he didn't die here!Standing up and about to leave, suddenly his legs gave way and fell to the ground, Cen Yuan's eyes widened, could it be that he is already so weak?I can't even walk!
There is also internal strength!
It was only after running the internal breath that there was a stagnation, the sound of crunching snow came, and a pair of black boots appeared when I looked up, good shoes and good legs!
"Your Majesty, please stay safe."
Giving up the struggle, His Majesty said that he did not want to deal with such rebellious officials and thieves.
Jiang He's eyes darkened, as always, and he suddenly became jealous of He Shui.
Crouching down and pinching Cen Yuan's jaw, forcing him to look up at him, Cen Yuan couldn't take it anymore, anyway, he had already completed his task, so he just smashed the can and smashed him directly!
"Wow~ pervert wow you!"
The voice was vague, and Cen Yuan's face flushed, "Talk about eating a thief! Let Kai Gu go!"
Seeing that his jaw was bruised, Jiang He let go of him as if waking up from a dream, and Cen Yuan ate a mouthful of snow, fresh and refreshing!
He picked up a piece of snow and threw it at it. Before he had time to rejoice, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and passed out immediately.
When I woke up, my eyes were pitch black, could it be... "Wc I'm blind! Is there anyone? There is a disabled person here," licking his mouth, "He is weak, pitiful and helpless, and he was imprisoned in Xiaohei House, dying!"
"Bold Jiang He! You can kill or cut whatever you want! You must be jealous of my beauty and bright eyes! You blinded me for nothing...Hmph! I was wrong!"
Cen Yuan lay on the ground, and his soft hands felt it out all at once. It was a carpet, that is to say, it was in his bedroom?
Cooing in a low voice: "You Shui, Jiang He, who is full of bad water! When Dad escapes, I... Forget it, I will run away immediately, and I don't want to see you pervert again!"
Humming and lying on the side of the bed, Cen Yuan felt that he was really working hard, for this sake, and this medicine is so powerful!Up to now, my legs are still weak, and I am even more disabled.
Cen Yuan persisted in touching upwards, was his hands warm? !
"Help! There is a ghost, my God!"
Turning into a screaming chicken, Cen Yuan shivered and withdrew his hand but was clenched firmly.
"It's me, Jiang He."
Cen Yuan cried in fright, and was extremely moved, "You devil, let me go! Huh~"
He can't go on with this shitty plot, the script has been finished long ago, why is life so hard, hold yourself tight, today is also a rag doll.
His eyes suddenly lit up, it really was Jiang He, the little bastard!
"What are you doing, let me go! Gaha?"
What I thought was a vigorous thrashing was just a weak struggle in the eyes of someone, so I put the person on the bed and began to undress.
Almost scared to pee, Cen Yuan clutched his clothes tightly, "I tell you, I'm sick, if you touch me, I'll make you sick! Then you must be the shortest-lived emperor in history! Don't Do it! I'm really sick!"
Jiang He's men continued to work hard after a pause, this time looking at him with a smile, "What about He Shui?"
"What! Aren't you—ga? I didn't say anything! Stop it!"
Sure enough, Jiang He chuckled, "You already knew we were alone, why didn't you kill me?"
Cen Yuan was at a loss for words.
Just as he was thinking of excuses over and over again, he was stripped naked, and the candlelight shone brightly on his snow-white carcass.
"Little fool, I know you like me, why don't you just say that I like you too."
"Gah?"
Cen Yuan felt as if he had transmigrated into the wrong script. It was obvious that the two of them were not thinking in the same dimension. Jiang He thought he didn't believe in himself, rubbed his delicate Adam's apple, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't believe it. From today onwards, you That's my queen."
She bowed her head and kissed the soft lips that Xiao had wanted for a long time.
"No~"
I'm not!I don't!I do not like you!
……
"call!"
How can I dream of this.
Cen Yuan patted his face, turned on the phone casually, at 09:30 in the evening, "This Wei Zhao, give it some sunshine and it will bloom!"
The bell rang, and it was Wei Zhao calling: "Sister-in-law, bah, brother-in-law, my brother drank too much at the bar. We are now in Yuechao Hotel, room number is 521, come quickly, I have to leave beforehand."
At [-]:[-] p.m., Yuechao Hotel.
After reporting the room number, he directly took the room card and went in. Cen Yuan looked calm, but his heart was aching: "Is it time to come? The seven-year itch."
Gritting his teeth and pushing open the door, there seemed to be a buzz in his head, no sound?
Must be in the bedroom!
He knew that just after completing "The Temptation of Going Home", he ran into a mistress who had the same routine. Life, ah, wiped away a tear that didn't exist in the corner of his eye, it was a coincidence.
There was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, and Cen Yuan went directly to the bedroom, where there was a box on the black sheet.
what is this?
"Ayuan."
I was caught off guard by being hugged, what's going on?What about the imaginary rape scene?This is different from what you said!
Confused.
Wei Zhao, who had no idea that he and his lover were not in the same brain circuit, smiled and kissed his fair and tender lover, noticing his distraction, he looked at Cen Yuan, "What's wrong?"
Dazed, Wei Zhao's eyes lit up, "Honey, I bought you a pajamas, you try it on?"
As he said that, before Cen Yuan could react, he opened the box on his own, and inside was... a piece of clothing.
"What's the matter, look at whether you're pretty or not." As she said that, she pushed her back in shame...
Cen Yuan knocked down the clothes in his hands with a wave. This turned out to be a sexy play suit, so similar to the little dolphin he used to have, it almost makes people want to cry.
Bewildered, he coaxed him to put on his clothes. Under the bright lights, he looked like a sea monster that had transformed into a human being. His skin was as shiny as jade, and with light powder on it, it made someone look like a wolf. Straight down!
The world was spinning for a while, and there was no seven-year itch in my mind, it had already been stirred into a paste, black sheets and white skin, like a delicious meal tempting to swallow.
The gentle kiss bound him like a net, he couldn't break free, couldn't leave...
There are stars and stars outside the window, and the scenery is infinite.