This shameless old man never had a hobby of listening to music before, but he suddenly developed this hobby. He had to force Xie Lun to sing in the middle of the night. Xie Lun was so shy that he naturally refused, but Zhao Jingting had many tricks. .
Therefore, Xie Lun sang with great shame until the middle of the night.
Xie Lun hated Zhao Jingting to death. Not only did he not get to eat yak meat, but he also had no place to live. As a result, before he woke up the next morning, this shameless old man He was so shameless in saying that he wanted to listen to music again...
"No," Zhao Jingting narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, hooking his hands domineeringly, "Even if you don't want to sing, I have the ability to make you speak. Xie Lun, just accept your fate."
Xie Lun wanted to scold this annoying old man, but he couldn't speak at all. He just watched the man walk leisurely from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.
Xie Lun really regrets it!
Why is he jealous of a guy from Henan who can't even compete with him
Ahhhh!
What do you mean by shooting yourself in the foot? !
What does it mean to tie yourself up in a cocoon, play with fire, and burn yourself? !
Mr. Xie's family understands everything today.
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After General Zhao was finally satisfied, Mu Nanshan had been waiting outside for more than half an hour.
"Why didn't you scream when you came?" Zhao Jingting walked out of the hall while tying his belt. His face was rosy, refreshed, and he was obviously in a good mood.
"No... I didn't wait long... Ahem... I just arrived... Ahem..." Mu Nanshan coughed twice uncomfortably and lowered his head subconsciously, "It's not that important. I, I It’s okay for me to wait.”
In fact, Mu Nanshan came early in the morning and had already stepped into the hall with one foot. But when he heard the movement inside, he was so busy that he put his foot back again, and then hurriedly retreated to the courtyard, half waiting for Zhao Jingting to get up. Half of it is to prevent unsuspecting people from breaking in.
It was just that he didn't know the relationship between Zhao Jingting and Xie Lun before. Now that he knew it, he felt even more embarrassed. He thought about the many times in the past that he seemed to have just barged into Zhao Jingting's bedroom and looked at him several times. Xie Lun lay on the bed and slept soundly with his eyes closed. No matter how hot the day was, the quilt would inevitably cover his shoulders. He didn't think much about it at the time. He just said that Xie Lun and Zhao Jingting had a good relationship. Looking back now, it almost hurt his intestines. Regret.
Why were you so blind at that time? !
You may have ruined many good things for others!
"What is going on?" Zhao Jingting ordered the guards to guard at the entrance of the palace to prevent anyone from entering and disturbing Xie Lun's sleep, and took Xie Lun into the study.
"Early this morning, the Tubo royal family sent a letter of surrender," Mu Nanshan said as he took the letter of surrender and handed it to Zhao Jingting. He said with a smile, "The Tubo royal family must have heard us singing yesterday."
"That's for sure." Zhao Jingting raised his eyebrows.
The reason why he agreed to the opera singing by the soldiers was also to intimidate the Tubo royal family. Although many Tibetan royal families and important officials have been imprisoned, Zhao Jingting did not order the northwest army to garrison the capital. He knew what the war meant to the common people. What was he thinking about, so he would not let the war affect the people unless it was absolutely necessary, so the army pressed the border but did not invade, and he was always waiting for the Tubo royal family to surrender.