Chapter 363 Little Bee and Honey
After the first day of hunting, it was time to go through some routine cutscenes.
The empress was about to go on stage, and then reward the ministers according to their achievements. Some of the ministers themselves were happy and some were sad. After they came down, they still maintained their enthusiasm and talked about it, but Qin Lang and the empress didn't particularly care.
Especially that night, the empress was busy arranging the most important task of every Beili hunting trip overnight, which was to secretly send spies to Beili.
The people who can perform this task are all carefully selected dead soldiers from the Yulin Guards and the Beili Army.
It's just that this year's batch is responsible for short-term emergency tasks, which is to figure out Beili's current trends as quickly as possible, especially military trends.
At the same time, thanks to the close enough distance between Ten Thousand Souls Forest and the Northern Palace, that is, the Zhenbei Palace, the empress and the Zhenbei King were finally able to exchange letters relatively safely and secretly.
……
"What does Dazhu Guoxin say?"
"He said that he was also closely monitoring Beili's movements during this period, because Beili had behaved unusually during several conflicts."
"Could it be that unusual means..."
"Well, General Zhu, like me, found that there are some shadows of Central Plains martial arts in the Beili Army."
"Zhongyuan...Zenzhen Temple?"
"Yeah."
……
Under the candlelight, the empress nodded, shook her head, and placed the letter she had just received in her hand on the candlelight and burned it.
"There is Zenzhen Temple. This can now be confirmed. General Zhu recognized a Beili soldier who used Vajra Palm."
The empress pressed a stack of letters in her hand:
"And there's more."
"More than?"
"Well, someone seems to have used "Zhenwu Taixuan Gong", although it is the most basic moves."
"..."
What does this mean?
Obviously, Wuliang Mountain has also dried up.
Snap!
Qin Lang was very angry and clapped his legs angrily and stood up.
However, because the photo was taken of the empress's legs, the empress kicked Qin Xiaolang mercilessly.
But because it was late at night and the empress was sleeping on the couch without wearing shoes, Qin Lang inexplicably enjoyed her feet wrapped in stockings kicking his own.
To sum up, after the empress finished kicking, the traitor reluctantly took the empress's soft and fragrant beautiful feet into his arms, kneaded them with his big hands, and called them "loyal" to warm them up. A warm one.
"Abnormal..."
The empress didn't know him yet, so her face secretly became slightly warm, her beautiful eyes pretended to be cold and she said:
"Dirty...what's so warm about..."
"Dirty?"
Qin Lang was "shocked":
"These are dragon feet! Who can insult the Holy One like this?"
"Poof..."
The empress was amused by this guy, her fragrant shoulders trembled slightly, causing her fur collar to slip off, and the skin under her collarbone was exposed and shivered with white.
"Return the dragon's feet...What's wrong with the dragon's feet? They're still dirty..."
"Not at all."
Qin Lang shook his head seriously:
"The Holy Dragon's Foot is so fragrant and sweet that you'll want to take two bites after one bite."
"Okay, okay, the more you talk, the more you go too far..."
The empress has no doubt that this guy will definitely take a bite as he talks. Only such a thin layer of autumn and winter stockings can't stop his pig head from coming up and thrusting, and then thrusting and thrusting... um...
The socks I got from arching were torn... and my feet were... sticky...
In short, it was a mess, very ugly, and it greatly affected the image of an emperor.
"Baby, Zenzhen Temple and Wuliang Mountain are basically a solid connection with foreign countries. What do you think?" "There are many ideas, but most of them are unrealistic."
The empress's feet struggled symbolically in Qin Lang's arms, and after giving up, she continued to pick up the letter and burn it:
"This Zenzhen Temple and Wuliangshan are not ordinary sects. First of all, there is the issue of conviction. Just like when Chan Kong caused trouble in Taihua Palace before, the evidence is not enough for them to convict and plead guilty. Even if it is settled, if they are really in cahoots, it will not be I can do something to two large sects at the same time with just one sentence..."
Qin Lang also understood these words of the empress.
He also knew that deep down in Su Yupan's heart, he was definitely not as peaceful as he seemed on the surface.
After all, even if there are only the first clues and tricks, this is a matter involving national security.
The most obvious evidence is that the empress's fragrant feet have been restlessly exploring deeper and deeper into Qin Lang's arms, as if seeking some kind of protection, like a cat stepping on milk.
Her uneasiness was conveyed to Qin Lang's hands in such an inadvertent way. In his heart, Qin Lang was filled with countless tender feelings. He hugged the soft empress to her whole body and kissed her cool red lips:
"A peaceful mood can maintain a clear mind. At least for now, baby, what can I do for you?"
"Well..."
The warm embrace felt so comfortable. Su Yupan narrowed her beautiful eyes and hummed, thinking:
"Just stay peacefully and spend a good night with me."
"Got it."
Just like he did with Miss Jin yesterday, Qin Lang turned over and blew out several candles in the tent one after another.
However, when it came to the last one, her slender hands grabbed his wrist.
"?"
"What are you doing..."
In the eyes of the empress under the candlelight, there was a hint of resentment unique to a mature woman, a shallow and touching one.
"I...uh...are you turning off the lights? Are you ready to accompany your majesty?"
"What are you doing with me..."
"Come... sleep with me."
"When did I say I was going to sleep..."
"..."
Not sleeping with you? Then what to accompany?
What about peace and quiet as promised?
"I want you to settle down, but I don't want you to settle down..."
"???"
The soft words whispered into Qin Lang's ears, which made his ears itch and his heart itch, so that the empress quickly sensed his change and chuckled, Rulan's breath sprayed in Qin Lang's ears. Side:
"Abnormal..."
"Baby...I..."
"Shhh."
The empress pressed her fingers on his lips:
"I told you to settle down, so just settle down. I want to relax tonight and don't want to be too tired, so... you come and take good care of me... Do you understand?"
As she spoke, the empress had already sat up. Under the faint candlelight, Qin Lang, who was lying on the bed, watched two fragrant balls with shadows hanging down towards his face.
"Well...~"
"Huh——!? Huh!?"
"Hmph~ You perverted little disciple...watch me suffocate you to death~"
……
It was night, and the empress was indeed not too tired. She only cared about enjoying herself the whole time.
As for Qin Lang...
(End of chapter)