She has always been very confident in her own charm.【】
No man can help but fall under his pomegranate skirt; no man can resist his tenderness like water; and no man can ignore his enchantment in the dark night.
Her watery eyes swept around the face of the young man in black as if seducing her, and she felt more and more that the handsome man in front of her was really charming.
Initially she wasn't happy to be brought here, but seeing the handsome guy's face, she was really excited.
However, even though his arms were filled with the warm fragrance of nephrite; even though this sexy beauty was sitting in his arms like a cat, the boy in black was still just looking at the shining silver needle seriously. That needle,
It was like a piece of art that he played with repeatedly on his slender fingers.
"Why do you always look at this needle?" Linglong said delicately, looking at the needle in the hand of the young man in black with her watery autumn eyes.
I really don’t understand, is this needle as charming as the flower-like jade, delicate and squirting blood?
The boy in black didn't say a word and was still examining the needle.
No, you have to turn his attention to yourself. The beautiful woman Linglong really can't stand this kind of neglect. Which man wouldn't see her eyes gleaming and her blood gushing like a hungry wolf?
But this man in black is so indifferent.
Linglong gently raised her slender hands and grabbed the black-clothed boy's hands, which could be called works of art, and said softly: "Your hands are so beautiful. I have never seen a man's hands so beautiful."
The young man in black raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Really? But such hands can be used to kill people."
Her exquisite green fingers gently played with the fingers of the young man in black, and said softly: "I don't believe it." She looked at the young man in black with charming eyes.
The beautiful and deep phoenix eyes of the young man in black were full of smiles, and his voice was low and elegant: "Don't you believe it?" His fingers gently touched Linglong's fair and tender slender neck, stroking it gently with movements
Soft and gentle.
He was as tender as caressing his lover, and Linglong was intoxicated by his gentle teasing. However, suddenly, the silver needle that the young man in black had been holding in his hand shone with a particularly cold light. He was just like that, still holding on to his face.
With a smile, she waved her hands calmly, and a deep scratch appeared on the clothes and fair skin of Linglong's chest. The blood flowed out instantly, covering Linglong's breasts.
Under the reflection of the snow-like skin, the bright red blood is as eye-catching and delicate as the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
"ah……."
Linglong just stayed there, her delicate body trembling constantly. She lowered her head and looked at the scars and blood on her chest in disbelief. Her eyes were full of fear and disbelief. She then looked back at the boy in black.
That handsome face, full of tenderness and sweetness, turned into despair and horror.
The young man in black still had a smile on his face, and he said softly: "For a dangerous man like me, please think again, do you still want to sit in my arms?"
Linglong Yigulu slipped out of the arms of the young man in black, her voice trembling: "What are you doing? Why?"
The boy in black said leisurely: "I'm just teaching you a lesson. Not every man can act coquettishly in his arms, and not every man can be obsessed with a beauty like you. Sometimes it may lead to
Death. I've been very polite to you. Next time, I won't just scratch your skin. Maybe, I want your life!" After that, he was still looking at his own face quietly.
Silver needle in hand.
"Why don't you get out of here?" His voice was full of indifference and laziness.
Linglong endured the severe pain and did not dare to say a word. She covered her wound and ran away from the West Flower Hall of the boy in black.
This is a very handsome man, but also a terrible man.
He is not fond of women, and in his eyes, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is nothing but a pile of shit.
She ran away very quickly, fearing that if she ran too slowly, this guy would catch her and pierce her throat with the sharp needle.
Looking at Linglong's hurried figure, the young man in black smiled and shook his head gently. His charming phoenix eyes radiated more and more charming light. He gently placed the silver needle on the corner of his lips and said softly: "
Luo Bingyue, do you still remember to kill Qianyu?"
**
the next morning
In the imperial palace of Dongcang Kingdom.
The splendid court, with hundreds of civil and military officials, lined both sides.
Dressed in a golden dragon robe, the current Saint of Dongcang Kingdom sits high in the middle with his back to south. He is a middle-aged man in his fifties, with dragon eyes and phoenix eyes, and an impressive appearance. He has a dignified appearance and exudes endless energy.
Imperial aura.
The Ninth Prince Li Tianlin was also located in front of the military attache. He was dressed in a silver-white dragon robe, with a shining silver crown on his head, inlaid with a luminous pearl as big as a baby's fist and a trembling silver unicorn. The same was at his feet.
The silver boots, standing there, were so outstanding, as if they were the God of War coming from the sky.
Although the silver mask covered half of his face, it did not affect his beauty at all. Even though it was impossible to guess what kind of face he looked like behind the mask, it gave people unlimited room for imagination.
Many officials submitted their own memorials one after another, and some reported on the living conditions of the people in various places, as well as the war situation on the border.
The King of Dongcang collected the memorials one by one and would review them one by one after the court. If there were some urgent matters, he would discuss them with the ministers in the court.
Li Tianlin would also come up with different solutions based on different problems, and the king always looked at his son with admiration.
This son of mine is really versatile in both civil and military affairs, and he is deeply loved by me!
When all state affairs had to be settled and he was about to announce his resignation, the Seventh Prince Li Tianpeng on the side winked at Zhang Yunqing, the Minister of War. Zhang Yunqing, who had gray hair and a huge body, understood and hurriedly walked out of the train and said loudly: "Your Majesty
, I have one more thing (5) to report to Your Majesty."
The emperor was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Yunqing, and smiled faintly: "My dear, what do you want?"
Zhang Yunqing quickly held up the ivory wat tablet in his hand and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have something to say. The whole world is not a royal land, but a prince breaks the law and is guilty of the same crime as the common people. As a prince, he should not bully other people."
no?"
The emperor nodded: "Yes. My dear, which prince is bullying the people?"
Zhang Yunqing said softly: "The Ninth Prince is a thousand years old. Now he is so powerful that he doesn't pay attention to other people at all. His slaves are all aggressive. A few days ago, he even allowed his concubine to kill an old minister on the street.
The child, Zhang Long, was seriously injured. His arm is now disabled, the arm bones have been crushed, and the leg bones and ribs have been broken. Many people testified at the time. After the incident, the veteran went to the Nine Princes' Mansion to ask the Nine Princes to find out the cause and seek justice.
, but the prince didn't even see him, which was very unreasonable. Although the old minister was in an official position, Zhang Long was the only son of the old minister after all.
What about the powerful people? It’s even more unimaginable.”
Many ministers couldn't help but look at Zhang Yunqing with surprised eyes. This guy dared to impeach the Ninth Prince now?
The Seventh Prince Li Tianpeng smiled and cast an admiring glance at Zhang Yunqing.
A note to readers:
Dear dear friends, please read Xiangxiang’s finished article: the first part of “The Evil Emperor’s Slave Concubine”, and the young queen concubine