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227. Chapter 227 The study is nothing 1

Through the shallow window lattice, the thin light of the setting sun slanted in, and the floor tiles were imprinted with a pattern of "ten thousand" characters in deep and shallow patterns.

He pulled me to sit on the large ebony chair, kissed my cheek gently, and whispered: "Rong'er, let me lean against you."

He didn't like incense, but the clear masculine energy hit his mouth and nose, and flowed into his heart. He silently looked out the window at the setting sun and the tired birds returning to their nests. A smile appeared on his lips unconsciously - to be together, this is

Be happy!

Suddenly, I felt a dense layer of heat rising on the side of my neck. His lips were hot, and most of my snow-white men's robe had been torn open. I felt my heartbeat getting faster and faster. This incident happened suddenly, and my head was knotted.

He actually reminded: "Senior brother, this... this is your study..."

He chuckled softly, sucked deeply on the side of my neck, leaving a bright red mark, and then the room became silent. He leaned on my shoulder, and his breathing gradually became calmer.

Immediately, I regretted it. He was rarely so enthusiastic and unrestrained. This time, it was so rare that I let him go. Alas, what a pity!

Suddenly——

"Your Highness," the attendant outside the door called cautiously, disrupting the silence in the room, "Jingyuan Marquis, General Zhao, asks to see you."

He hugged me and put me gently on the soft couch behind the bookshelf. Like a dragonfly touching water, he placed a wet kiss on my forehead, "Rong'er, wait for me here."

The tall bookshelf blocked my figure, but it couldn't block the sounds outside.

"Please come in." Turning around the bookshelf, his voice was still calm and indifferent as usual.

The setting sun has set, and only the colorful sunset remains in the sky, which is full of splendor.

I caressed the smooth white blanket out of boredom. Alas, I wanted to share the quiet afternoon with him, but I didn't expect it until the sunset filled the sky. Alas...

"...Your Highness...Southwest..."

southwest?

I quickly pricked up my ears.

The middle-aged man's voice was low and steady: "...Does His Highness have a verdict on King Dingnan's confession?"

The light voice was smooth and waveless: "I wonder if the Marquis has any advice?"

After a moment of silence, a deep male voice responded: "...King Dingnan asked me to increase the military expenditure in the Southwest. This request is also reasonable. Guarding the border is hard work for the soldiers... In recent years, the country of South Vietnam has changed its owner three times, and there have been many turmoils. Southwest

If there are many garrison troops, they can also be used as a deterrent, but..."

At this point, except for the slight sound of paper being turned from time to time, the room was completely silent.

The white fur blanket is soft to the touch, and the soft and smooth touch in the palm of the hand makes people want to sigh. Alas, the ninth brother’s father is so calm, how could he give birth to a son who is outspoken and frizzy? Alas, creation is truly miraculous.

ah!

After a while, the sound of clear laughter echoed in the quiet room at dusk: "Master Hou, I just said it doesn't matter."

"It's just that in the southwest, there are mountains and rivers, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack. If King Ding Nan has the intention to rebel, once the military expenditure is allocated, he will use it to recruit troops and rebel against the court. I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist for a while..."

oh?

Is King Dingnan going to rebel?

I quietly squatted on the soft couch and peeked out through the narrow gaps between the books.

A sturdy middle-aged man, sitting upright, his peach blossom eyes are very similar to those of the Ninth Senior Brother. However, the calm demeanor in his eyes and the courage of thousands of troops in his movements are not what the Ninth Senior Brother can match.

"Your Highness, Lord Cui of the Cabinet has something important to ask for." The announcement came again outside the door.

oh?

Marquis Jingyuan and Mr. Cui Ge have always been at odds with each other. Not long ago, they formed a new relationship due to the marriage between the ninth senior brother and Shang Yi. Look how exciting this time is!

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