"I can't do it! I can't do it! It hurts so much! I won't come!" While screaming, a white body hurriedly slipped down under a brocade quilt.
Li Ruoliu breathed in the air-conditioning with a cry of "hiss! hiss!" with an expression as if a great master had spared his slave.
It didn't hurt very much, but it just seemed a little numb. Zhang Zhao also felt that it was a bit too much to be so ridiculous. Muni City was not a place where he could feel free to act arrogantly. Why did he have so little self-control?
"I'm talking about Erlangjun, Nunu has been around for a long time. He didn't know the taste of meat for a few years, so he went crazy. Don't you think that's the case? With Langjun's appearance and status, how can he be worse than Nunu...?"
Li Ruoliu frowned and started to get dressed with the help of the maid, while not forgetting to complain to Zhang Zhao. Thinking of the craziness from last night to now, she blushed a little.
Are you still hungry? A little bit indeed! Zhang Zhao touched his chin and thought for a moment. Although he was not ignorant of the taste of meat for five or six years, he was almost there.
It is said that in the republic of later generations, it will not be difficult for him to find a girlfriend like this, but it is really not easy to find someone who is compatible and likes each other.
In addition, he was busy at work, so he waited until he was about to travel through time before he managed to find a little beauty with long legs and a slim waist, but he had already traveled through time before he even held hands with her.
However, of course he would not say this to Li Ruoliu. The two of them have already had in-depth exchanges. Li Ruoliu still only knows that he is Erlangjun, but does not know his surname is Zhang or where he comes from!
"I've never held hands with my aunt, so it's a bit crazy, and it's really exciting!" Zhang Zhao lied on the bed and looked at the roof, deliberately speaking in a babble-like tone.
'Ding Dong!' The bronze mirror in Li Ruoliu's hand fell to the ground, and the two maids beside him were also stunned. The three women looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all doubted whether they heard it wrong.<
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"What did Mr. Erlang say? Aunt? Who is your aunt? Haha! It can't be me!" Li Ruoliu came closer to Zhang Zhao and laughed a few times, with a constipated expression on his face.
"Of course it's you, could it be the two of them?" Zhang Zhao sat up and pointed at the two maids who didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"A certain surname is Zhang, from Dunhuang. The former emperor in white, Zhang Chengfeng, is a certain lord, and Princess Li of Fengtian of the Jin Kingdom is my legitimate mother!"
There was a smirk on Zhang Zhao's mouth. He was deliberately trying to scare Li Ruoliu. In fact, although Li Ruoliu was indeed his aunt, the two were not even remotely related by blood, because Princess Li of Fengtian was only his aunt, not his biological mother.<
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And even their biological mothers, Princess Li of Fengtian and Li Ruoliu, are cousins in the fifth service. One ancestor lived in Khotan and the other lived in Chang'an for a long time. The blood relationship is so thin that it is almost negligible.
"Ah!!!" A scream that penetrated the eardrums sounded, and Li Ruoliu was completely stunned.
Thinking that she had just fought with her nephew all night, and that she had also tried to seduce him without success, this extreme embarrassment directly broke the defense of this little aunt who was just looking forward to her future life.
Got it!
"Beast! Beast!" Li Ruoliu suddenly threw the rouge box in his hand at Zhang Zhao, then ran out screaming! The two maids were left kneeling there at a loss, while Zhang Zhao almost burst out laughing on the bed.
Belly.
Not long after, only about three minutes at most, there was the sound of tapping footsteps outside the house, and Li Ruoliu came back. She jumped on the bed and pinched and bit Zhang Zhao, who was still laughing.
"You thief slave! You are not the son of Princess Fengtian at all. The eldest sister's son, Prince Zhang Xuan of Jinshan Kingdom, has passed away long ago. You know how to deceive slaves. Come on, tell me, who are you?"
"I mean, Princess Fengtian of Dabao Jin Kingdom is a certain aunt, but I didn't say that the princess is a certain biological mother! Who told you to rush out after hearing only half of it? My little aunt!"
Zhang Zhao also didn't forget to call Li Ruoliu his aunt in a mean-spirited way. Although they are not related by blood, it does sound quite exciting.
"It turns out that you are the Song family's son, but... no matter how you calculate it, I am still your aunt!"
Li Ruoliu knew who Zhang Zhao was, but she was still very angry. She hammered Zhang Zhao with tears streaming down her face.
"Okay! If we're not related by blood, you and your aunt have been cousins for hundreds of years, so why bother with this?
You should still think about how you will deal with my talented uncle, your cousin, the Great Sage and Emperor of Jin once I go to Khotan!"
Why did Zhang Zhao deliberately point out that Li Ruoliu was his nominal cousin? It was to make Li Ruoliu trust him more, so that the relationship between the two would change from a relationship of bedmates who took advantage of each other to a relationship of quasi-allies with kinship ties.
Regarding the Zhongyun Kingdom, Zhang Zhao thought for a long time. First of all, it was definitely impossible for him to replace San Poba. He was not from Zhongyun. He could just grab a handful and leave in a short time, but over time, the remaining tens of thousands of Zhongyun
It is impossible for Yunren to convince him.
He didn't have time to leave these precious hundred or so soldiers trapped in such a small tribal country with a population of less than 100,000. He quickly went to Khotan to rely on Li Shengtian's power to collect the descendants of the Tang people who were scattered in Anxi in the past.
However, there is no chance to control the Zhongyun Kingdom now, but it does not mean that there will be no chance in the future. If he can gather two to three thousand troops and tens of thousands of Tang people's descendants in the Western Regions, then after returning to Dunhuang, he will take the opportunity to control the Zhongyun Kingdom.
It’s not impossible.
If Li Ruoliu can control Wanni City after he leaves, and then influence the entire Zhongyun Kingdom, this place may very well become his foundation in the future.
At least when he was trying to seize the power of the Returning Rebels and facing the Cao family, Zhang Erlang was not water without a source or a tree without roots.
Similarly, Li Ruoliu will use Zhang Zhao's excuse to lie to her to pinch and bite Zhang Zhao, and keep losing her temper, just to close the distance between the two.
Hitting means kissing and scolding means loving. This kind of small emotion can easily bring the two people closer.
Now that they have slept in the same bed and have a kinship bond, they can finally let go of most of their wariness and talk about the future.
Li Ruoliu frowned. The Khotan mentioned by Zhang Zhao was indeed something she had to treat with caution, because as long as Zhang Zhao went to Khotan, her cousin Li Shengtian would definitely know that Sanpoba had already
The fact of being killed.
As a neighbor of Zhong Yun, with such a good opportunity, even if Li Shengtian felt that he could not take advantage of the opportunity to directly control Zhong Yun, he would definitely send someone over to support her in name, but in fact to influence Zhong Yun's country.
And after Zhang Zhao leaves, she will definitely need support from Khotan in order to secure her position.
You must know that in the past, King Zhongyun Sanpoba had 300 soldiers to secure this position, but Li Ruoliu currently only has 90.
Strategic weapons such as soldiers cannot be achieved by just going to the city and recruiting some people. Body, courage, bravery, and inheritance are all indispensable.
Of the seventy warriors Zhang Zhao has obtained for her so far, the thirty promoted by Nancheng can only be regarded as half-military soldiers.
Therefore, this little weapon can only guarantee that Li Ruoliu can barely protect himself, but to truly become the regent queen of Zhongyun, he will need at least fifty soldiers.
So such a large number of soldiers must not be available elsewhere, they can only come from her mother country, Khotan.
But this also brings about another problem, that is, she, Li Ruoliu, must grasp the balance.
When the Khotanese warriors come, if they interfere too much in the affairs of the Zhongyun Kingdom, or if they reflect Li Shengtian's will instead of her Li Ruoliu's, the Zhongyun people will alienate her.
If there are fewer Khotanese warriors, it will be difficult for her to maintain her position, and it will be very difficult to control the proportion.
This chapter has been completed!