Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Wen Luo looked at him lovingly, lowered her head and kissed him on the lips, then lifted the quilt and crawled into the bed, holding Xing Chen in her arms.

Xing Chen quickly took off the only remaining underwear on his body in his arms.

After taking off his own clothes, he went to take off Wen Luo's.

Wen Luo suddenly felt distressed when he saw his expression.

It seems that he was really scary when I gave him a cold face today.

The child was very frightened.

The two of them were pressed tightly together, skin to skin.

The familiar and hot temperature made Xingchen bury himself in his arms and let out a long breath.

It was like a hanging stone finally fell to the ground.

Wen Luo suppressed the throbbing in his heart, hugged Xing Chen tightly, and patted his smooth and thin back gently.

The movements were gentle, as if coaxing a newborn baby.

Xing Chen stayed quietly in his arms for a quarter of an hour before she raised her head and tried to move away a little embarrassedly.

There was no way Wen Luo would let him retreat. He pressed his big hand on his lower back and didn't let him leave.

"It's too late to escape now."

Xing Chen's face was burning, and he whispered, "I didn't want to escape."

Wen Luo looked at the person in front of him. It was obvious that he was such a passionate person when he was having fun.

But when you tease him, there is always a shy look in his eyes, as if it is an instinct embedded in his bones.

Wen Luo leaned over and took his earlobe in his mouth and bit it gently.

Xing Chen's slender fingers slowly left marks on the quilt.

Wen Luo took the time to ask him between flirting: "Has Zhao Chen's seal of command been taken back?"

Xing Chen: “…”

No, why are you talking about business at this time?

"Hmm?" Wen Luo insisted.

Xing Chen closed his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse.

"We've taken it back, Yan Huan. Yan Huan and the others are already on their way to the northern border."

"How did your majesty come up with the idea of ​​making this move?"

"Don't!" Xing Chen shook uncontrollably.

Wen Luo raised his head from his chest and smiled playfully: "Baby, speak properly."

"..."

"Be good, keep talking."

What kind of evil taste is this?

Xing Chen glared at him to express his protest, but replied obediently:

"I was chatting with my mother once, and she mentioned my aunt's background. It turned out that she was also a daughter of a general. But later her father and brother died in the battle with Liang State, and the family fell into decline from then on."

After hearing this, Wen Luo did not make things difficult for Xing Chen anymore. He rolled off him, hugged him back in his arms, and listened to him carefully.

"My aunt and uncle were arranged to be married when they were young. They knew each other in the military camp, but my uncle always thought that my aunt was a tomboy and too rude, and he didn't like her since childhood.

When I grew up, my uncle kept asking to cancel the engagement, but my aunt always disagreed.

Later, my aunt's father and brother got into trouble. The late emperor, grateful for the sacrifices of his family, asked the Grand Empress Dowager to adopt my aunt as her adopted daughter. Knowing that my aunt was already engaged, she personally set the date for their wedding.

Wen Luo asked: "Zhao Chen did not dare to disobey the order and had to get married, but privately he put all the blame on Madam Zhao, blaming her for not wanting to cancel the engagement before?"

Xing Chen nodded: "Not long after my aunt came into the house, he brought his concubine in with great fanfare. My aunt couldn't tolerate any sand in her eyes, and wanted to try to divorce, but then she found out that she was pregnant."

Then a few months later, Zhao Chen couldn't wait to take his concubine to the northern border.

Since then, the two have become strangers.

When Zhao Yizhong grew up, he was very ambitious and served in the imperial guards. He was surrounded by a group of young masters and playboys, but he was able to stick to his original intention.

Even when others spoke despised to him, he remained uncorrupted and, together with his subordinates, became a clean force in the imperial guards.

Last year, after Yan Huan was promoted by Xiao Shen to be the commander of the imperial guards, he soon discovered the special existence of Zhao Yizhong.

The two like-minded people then hit it off and began to carry out a series of reforms on the Imperial Guards.

Yan Huan's decisiveness in killing, coupled with Zhao Yi's understanding of the young masters of the imperial guards, is a perfect match, and they use strong measures to treat the symptoms.

In just one year, the discipline of the Imperial Guards was completely changed.

"Your Majesty, when you contacted Madam Zhao privately, did you tell her the truth about the situation in Liang State?"

"Well, her father and brother died at the hands of Liang. As long as I tell her the situation, she will definitely help me. Zhao Yizhong must make this move. The Northern Frontier must not be in chaos."

Wen Luo looked at the person in his arms. He was moving cautiously outside and using strategies to win over people's hearts and minds everywhere.

But when she comes in front of me, she becomes soft, sweet and well-behaved like an innocent child.

Wenluo loves this difference, and loves this special feeling that only he can enjoy.

"Uncle, did you see Xiao Xian in the West Garden?" Xing Chen suddenly asked.

The last time Xing Chen tried to win over Ge Weixing from the Ministry of Justice, he put some effort into the case and uncovered several subsequent spy cases.

He launched a secret investigation into the case, and subsequently discovered several secret lines set up by Liang State in Kyoto, one of which led directly to the inner courtyard of the imperial palace.

When the investigation was further deepened, the Supervisory Office was shocked to find that the last contact on this line was the deposed Crown Prince Xiao Xian, who had been insane for many years in the eyes of the world.

Xiao Xian pretended to be crazy to save himself. Over the years, he had been trying to take revenge on Xiao Shen and his mother, and even hooked up with the traitors from the Liang State.

Following Xiao Xian's lead, the Supervisory Office discovered that Xiao Xian was involved in Liang Guo's three previous poisoning attempts on Wen Luo.

Liang State's fear of Wen Luo was deep-rooted, and several assassination attempts had failed. Later, they changed their strategy and switched from assassination to a more covert poisoning.

The closest time to success was when Wen Luo had already put the cake in his hand into his mouth. At this moment, a little bird suddenly flew in from the windowsill. Wen Luo thought it was cute, so he broke the half-delivered cake into pieces and fed it to the bird. After a while, the bird fell straight on the table.

After Xing Chen found out all this, he decided to take advantage of the situation.

Don’t they want Wen Luo to die? Then he will send Wen Luo to his door. Xiao Xian will definitely not miss this godsend opportunity, so let Wen Luo “die” in front of them.

After that, Xing Chen only needs to set up a trap in southern Xinjiang and wait for the opportunity, and the traitor from Liang State will naturally fall into the trap.

Wen Luo shook his head when he heard his question.

"Today is my first night here, and there is only an old lady there deliberately making things difficult for me. Xiao Xian is very cautious and will not take any action for the time being. He will definitely wait and see what happens first."

"Mammy is giving you a hard time?"

"Don't worry, it's just some talking, testing the waters, leave it to her."

"I'm sorry, uncle."

"How could that be? All the grievances I suffered elsewhere will be repaid many times over by my baby. I don't feel wronged at all."

"Will you not be able to accompany me in the next few days?"

"Just in case, it's better to be careful during this period."

Xing Chen grabbed Wen Luo's fingers and slowly slid them down his lower back.

The heat from Wen Luo's breath almost burned his skin.

Xing Chen raised her long eyelashes and looked into his eyes.

"I'm already prepared, uncle. I want to compensate you in advance, okay?"

Wen Luo's heart trembled, "Okay."

Xing Chen blinked slightly, his pupils flashed with tiny starlight, and his breath was as fragrant as orchid.

"Uncle Emperor...come and destroy me."