As soon as he responded sweetly, Shi Chen immediately squeezed Nie Jia's chin and kissed him, hugging him tightly, he couldn't wait any longer.
Nie Jia had some masochistic forbearance on the bed, even when his voice was moaning hoarsely, and he couldn't even open his eyes without any strength in his body, as long as Shi Chen wanted to do it again, he would never refuse. Every time Chen sees his exhausted sleepy appearance, he feels sorry for him, so he is not willing to torment him more every time, so he changed to tossing once a day, and tossing less hours at a time.
The two people in the hall were tossing about vigorously, completely forgetting that King Jing was still waiting outside.
In the past, Jun Zhangyue had never received any cold treatment from his elder brother except when he pleaded for Sikong Han. He saw him whenever he wanted, and he didn't need to communicate when he entered Chiyun Palace. This time, although he finally waited patiently for a while because he wanted to get back together with Brother Wang, Jun Zhangyue couldn't help feeling a little impatient seeing that the time had passed before he was summoned.
He wanted the old eunuch to pass on it again, but the old eunuch advised him to go back earlier as it was getting late.
Jun Zhangyue was a little annoyed, so he stepped forward and pushed the door to break in without hesitation. No one expected that His Royal Highness King Jing would do this. After all, the king had never blocked King Jing from the outside door before, so Jun Changyue's move was unexpected but not unexpected, and no one was able to stop it for a while. .
The door of the palace was pushed open by Jun Zhangyue, and the bedroom of Scarlet Cloud Palace was still the same as before, empty, with only a dragon bed.
At this time, the scene on the bed made Jun Zhangyue stunned on the spot. He saw a nape covered with bright red scratches. He was a thin and strong man. There was a delicate white calf like a lotus root hanging from his waist, and he could faintly hear it. Moaned weakly.
Jun Zhangyue only saw these things before he could see more in the future. The man on the bed turned his head indifferently, revealing his sharp side face and cold wolf eyes. He waved his hand suddenly, and a strong wind full of murderous aura immediately slammed the palace door With a loud slam, Jun Zhangyue who was stunned was immediately driven out.
The temple door smashed Jun Zhangyue's forehead, and the subtle pain brought him back to his senses. Thinking of the scene just now, he didn't dare to breathe out, and quickly knelt down in the corridor, bowing his head deeply. His face was sweating profusely, and he couldn't believe what he saw.
I bumped into the king's unspeakable secret... Jun Zhangyue was flustered for a while, not to mention that he and Brother Wang had not settled down, even in the past when Brother Wang indulged him everywhere, Jun Zhangyue couldn't guarantee that he would not because of this. Condemned.
The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became. Even though he was kneeling in the cold wind, his whole body was sweating.
Not long after, the door of the palace opened, and a pair of black military boots stepped in front of Jun Changyue, as well as a blood blade. A voice as cold as frost and snow poured down on Jun Zhangyue, "What did you see just now?"
Jun Zhangyue raised his head, and suddenly saw a pair of murderous wolf eyes, which made him fall down the stairs with a short scream, panting in fear and looking at Shura in the corridor.
"What did you see?" Shi Chen expressionless, took a step forward with the blood knife in his hand, the tip of the knife dragged on the ground and sparks flew everywhere.
He was faintly angry, looking at Jun Zhangyue was like looking at a corpse. If Jun Zhangyue saw Xiao Guojun's body and charm, Shi Chen would never hesitate to behead him!
"I saw you and Brother Wang's legs...I didn't see anything else!" Jun Zhangyue had never felt the pressure of imminent death, and he didn't dare to lie at all. Not only did he not dare to raise his head in front of a hidden guard, but even his liver and gallbladder were broken.
"Get out." Shi Chen put the knife back into its sheath, and the suffocating murderous aura that was tightly clutching his throat dissipated.
He turned around and went back into the hall, gently closed the door, Jun Zhangyue heaved a sigh of relief in embarrassment, shook off the hand of the old eunuch who came to help him, got up and rushed out of Chiyun Palace.
In the hall, Nie Jia had already fallen into a drowsy sleep, with her hands still groping around. Shi Chen smiled and walked over to hold his hand, Nie Jia calmed down and fell asleep.
Here, Jun Zhangyue hurried back to General Yunhui's mansion, Sikong Han was lying on the bed in a slightly drunk state, and when he saw Jun Changyue coming, he cheered up and talked to him.
Jun Zhangyue told Sikong Han what he saw in Scarlet Cloud Palace, and his voice still sounded a little frightened: "Although I have never seen the commander of Xuanjia, I will never admit that the Asura Saber is wrong. It's him! I didn't expect him to be with Brother Wang..."
He stopped just in time, his heart pounding.
After hearing this, Sikong Han couldn't help showing a mocking smile: "No wonder, all twenty-one of Xuanjia are good players, especially the commander. I've always been curious about what makes such a character center Geng Geng is by the side of Lord Hun, so that's how it is." Jun Changsheng's face is indeed very charming, especially his pair of light golden eyes like bright stars, which are hard to find in the world, if he is not the king, he must have been Become a famous actress who shakes the world.
"It turns out that the hero is sad and the beauty passes." Sikong Han sneered contemptuously, and raised his hand to pour Jun Changyue a cup of cold tea.
When Hunjun shot a cold arrow, Sikong Han was stunned for a moment. After his rebirth, he kept thinking whether he had always underestimated Hunjun. He could hold Xuanjia Twenty-One firmly in his hand. exposed. Looking at it now, it was nothing more than selling one's body in exchange for consolidating the throne, trading power and sex, which is disgusting.
Jun Zhangyue sat down next to him and said, "He seems to be afraid that I really saw something, so he thought he would kill me just now."
"He doesn't dare. You are King Jing. If he kills the subjects of your Yan Kingdom, he will not spare him lightly. He knows the severity." Sikong Han comforted him by holding his hand, "But since this is the case, some Things are much easier to handle. If Xuanjia Twenty-one can be made to submit to me, Jun Changsheng's head will be nothing more than a bag."
Sikong Han clenched one hand into a fist and pressed it on his knee, his knuckles turned white with such force.
Although Jun Zhangyue was King Jing, he didn't know much about the Xuanjia Twenty-One, and he didn't even know that there were such unfathomable twenty-one people standing beside the king until after something happened to the Sikong clan. He couldn't give any useful information about it, he couldn't help Si Konghan, he just worried and asked: "But you also hate Xuanjia very much, if you can really bring them under your command and give them a way out, would you be willing?"
"Just kill it after the fact." Sikong Han blurted out without thinking.
Then he paused, his neck was so stiff that it was faintly numb, and there was a trace of shame in his eyes. What he meant just now was to use Xuanjia to kill the tyrant, and then cunningly kill the tyrant to kill Xuanjia. This despicable act is really not the work of a gentleman... A trace of embarrassing flush appeared on Sikong Han's face. Half-drunk, his face was blushing for a while, but nothing could be seen.
He blinked his eyes in a concealed manner, and turned his head to look at Jun Zhangyue, as if he was afraid that he would have a bad opinion of his shameless words.
Jun Zhangyue didn't think much of it at all, but just hummed, and the love and admiration for him in his eyes didn't diminish at all, and he held his hand and said affectionately: "Xuanjia 21 helps the tyrant to do evil, as it should be."
Sikong Han's tense nerves eased a bit, he smiled perfunctorily, and said softly: "This matter needs to be discussed in the long term, there is no need to rush it."
"I know, but it's a pity that I didn't have time to meet Brother Wang today, otherwise I would have told him about you in advance, so I don't have to wait until tomorrow at the palace banquet to recommend rashly." Jun Zhangyue said.
Sikong Han didn't care much and said: "It's okay, he's been pampering you all the time, it's the same whenever he says it."
Jun Zhangyue nodded and said nothing, just snuggled up to him quietly.
All departments in the palace were extremely busy that night, and they began to get busy for the next day's palace banquet from the early morning.
This palace banquet is not famous, the Northwest Army has won a great victory, the king hosted a banquet to reward the meritorious officials in the army, and invited the former court officials to have fun. Nie Jia didn't sleep well last night, she looked sluggish, and was dozing off with her forehead propped up when she was sitting on the apron. When they arrived at the resplendent and resplendent Nine Dragon Palace, the civil and military officials, wives and palace guards had already knelt down to pick him up.
Nie Jia waved his hands wearily, "Get up." He opened his eyes and saw that the banquet was grand, but it was full of murderous intent, and everyone who looked at him wanted to swallow him alive.
Shi Chen was standing next to Nie Jia. He didn't wear a black armor today, but wore a black brocade robe of the same color as the little monarch's court dress. The cuffs and hem were embroidered with golden auspicious cloud patterns. His whole body was cold like an unsheathed The sword made the officials terrified. Many military commanders looked at the high position in shock, and were amazed that this person had never seen him before.
After singing and dancing, Nie Jia leisurely drank one cup after another, as if he felt that the banquet was very boring, so he dragged Shi Chen to drink together.
However, the ministers had already started whispering to each other, guessing who the person next to the king was, after all, he couldn't tell his identity from his clothes, but the evil spirit was definitely soaked in blood! There are such people in Yan State, but the courtiers don't know anything about it.
Only a few courtiers who had seen the scene under the Xuanwu Platform when the Nanyi iron cavalry triumphed before knew it.
Although the attire was completely different at this time, and there was no cold steel covering his face, but the murderous wolf eyes were enough for the courtiers to recognize him at a glance.
That is the leader of Xuanjia!
Sikong Han who was sitting next to General Yun Hui was also drinking cup by cup, using the cup to hide the disdainful sneer on his lips. He didn't look at the people on the throne, he was afraid that he couldn't hide the fierce hatred in his eyes.
"Where is the left vanguard of the Northwest Army?" Nie Jia was annoyed, and asked with a clear voice after driving away the boring singing and dancing.
The courtiers all fell silent, Sikong Han put down his wine glass, lifted his martial robe, stood up and knelt down on the hall and kowtowed: "My humble minister Du Yuxian, pay homage to my king."