"Okay!" A clear voice interrupted everyone's silence.
Qin Wan'er looked along the voice, and wherever she looked, she saw the plain-clothes King Hui Murong You. He was different from the melancholy he saw last time in the paddock. In Murong You's eyes, Qin Wan'er actually caught a hint of admiration.
Just this look at each other was enough to make Qin Wan'er feel good about this strange King Hui from the bottom of her heart.
"The girl's literary talent has really impressed me for so many years. Let alone women, even the scholars who are taking the examination have found it difficult to see such outstanding literary talent." Everyone was full of praise, stroking their beards, shaking their heads, and recited repeatedly
Qin Wan'er felt ashamed. It was not her own ability that she had stolen other people's works, but now she was showing off in front of everyone. It seemed that she was almost the same as those time-traveling armies. When she was about to say something modestly, her eyes were flashed by a bright light and it was too late.
He dodged, and in a blink of an eye, he saw an assassin in black stabbing him with a shining steel knife.
At this moment, Qin Wan'er was frightened and stood stiffly, waiting for death to come. At this critical moment, Murong You used Qing Kung Fu to throw Qin Wan'er to the ground. The two of them were in an extremely intimate posture in full view of the public.
fell to the ground
Slightly rough hands were pressed against her skin. Qin Wan'er's eyes were staring at Murong You's eyes, which were also staring at hers. There was a blush on each other's cheeks, but the man in black did not give the two of them a chance to breathe.
, while coming over with a sword to assassinate, more than a dozen assassins appeared from all directions on the high platform.
Naturally, the most important thing for everyone was to save their lives. They were pushing and shouting, and for a while, the originally orderly open space became very crowded.
"Are you ready?" Murong You didn't seem to take them to heart. He just held Qin Wan'er in his arms, smiled lightly, seemed so calm and unhurried, and whispered softly to her ear.
Qin Wan'er was still stunned, preparation? What preparations? But at the moment of thinking, Murong You had already used Qing Gong, and flew towards the distance with himself in his arms.
Some men in black were shocked when they saw this sudden change, and suddenly they realized what they were doing and chased after them.
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In the Taiqian Hall of the imperial palace, Qi Wu Emperor Murong Shun, who was lying drunk in the arms of a beauty, smiled mischievously and took the chilled grapes from the beauty's mouth while looking at the memorial in his hand casually.
The hall looks like spring all year round, with bonsais on display, elegant curtains, and bursts of warm fragrance. It was originally a hall where state affairs were handled solemnly and solemnly, but now it looks very decadent because of the addition of some enchanting and colorful beauties.
It's all crispy to the bone.
"Your Majesty, don't look at it for now. What do you think of my concubine's nine-thousand-point emerald phoenix hairpin?" Concubine An smiled angrily, holding Murong Shun's hand, and stared at her with charming eyes, full of temptation.
Murong Shun's hand slid across the beauty's shy face, a naughty smile flashed in his eyes, and he unknowingly saw a soft spot on the chest, but it was teasing, and he became more playful "Beauty's Kung Fu"
It’s getting more and more amazing, I really like it.”
An Bin worked harder and harder, her body was weak and boneless and limp in Murong Shun's arms. Her dense breath blew the hair around Murong Shun's ears, which made Murong Shun feel itchy for a moment, and she gradually became impatient to move her hands up and down.