The First Tyrant of Daxia

Zhi Bai was shocked: "Your Majesty, you can't hurt her..."

Qin Yun was speechless: "Haven't you hurt her enough? Special things require special methods. Don't worry about it. I will handle it."

Zhi Bai wanted to say something but stopped himself. A trace of struggle appeared on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help! I will never repay you even if I die a hundred times!"

He almost broke his head.

Qin Yun quickly supported her and frowned, saying, "Alright, go down. There is also a girl named Li Youwei in Qingping Temple. I like that girl very much. Helping you is like helping myself."

Zhibai wiped away his tears, thanked him repeatedly, and slowly retreated. A year ago, he was still an aloof and energetic old Taoist, but now he seemed much more lonely.

Without the identity of the ancestor of Dao Sect, he is just an old man and a father with endless guilt.

Qin Yun stopped for a long time. Firstly, he was worried about how to solve the problem between Master Jingyi and Zhibai. After all, Jingyi's mentality determined Li Youwei's freedom to a certain extent.

She kept destroying Nun Miejue, and Li Youwei couldn't get down the mountain, so she was destined to be the next Nun Miejue.

Second, I am worried about whether my actions are adding fuel to the fire.

After a long while, Elder Feng stepped forward slowly and said, "Your Majesty, there are only a few days left. How do you want Jingyi to come down the mountain? Do you want me to help?"

Qin Yun smiled bitterly and rubbed his temple.

"Let's use courtesy first and force later. Don't make it too awkward. I will go to Baiyu Mountain in person in a couple of days and I can also keep the appointment and see Youwei."

"I have been too busy these past few days. Eleventh brother has already had people monitor the Jurchen envoys coming to the imperial capital. They should arrive tomorrow. From what I heard from Eleventh brother, Emperor Wanyan still refuses to give up."

Elder Feng nodded and said, "I will go and prepare in advance. Your Majesty, please go and rest first. It is getting late."

Qin Yun looked at the sky. It was a dark and windy night, a perfect night for murder.

With a sly smile on his face, he said, "Mr. Feng, where is Shengnan?"

Elder Feng was stunned for a moment: "Lady Shengnan went back to Jiangbei to deal with Jianghu affairs after she accompanied His Majesty on an outing last time. She said she would be back in a few days."

Qin Yun didn't give up, and thought about who was not in the harem: "Where is Gongsun Ruoshui?"

Elder Feng smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty, Concubine Gongsun has long been accepted into the harem by the Empress. You promised her well, but the one-month deadline has not yet arrived. If Empress Murong knew about this, she would probably be unhappy."

Qin Yun curled his lips and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Mr. Feng, you are helping the other side? It has been more than 20 days. Is there any difference with a month?"

"I am very sad that you are like this."

Hearing this, Old Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His wrinkled face squeezed and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "Your Majesty, I can't hide it from the harem. How about going to the Imperial Workshop?"

"The Royal Workshop is very busy these days as midwinter is approaching, and Madam Mu Ci is staying almost everywhere."

Qin Yun's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in his heart, Aunt Mu! !

Among all the beauties in the harem, Mu Ci was the most simple and elegant, and she was also easily influenced by others. She seemed like the kind of woman who was as quiet as water and warmed the years.

Then, the master and the servant walked out of their own house like thieves, crouching down and avoiding everyone.

In order to allow Qin Yun to reach the Imperial Workshop without being noticed, Old Feng even stepped on leaves and grabbed Qin Yun to fly away at an astonishingly fast speed.

Even the Jinyiwei didn't know where Qin Yun was and thought he had fallen asleep in the imperial study.

The Imperial Workshop is considered as Mu Ci's territory. The former slant looms have been expanded a lot and have been continuously providing Da Xia with high-quality and low-priced cotton clothes, which has earned a lot of people's hearts. It is truly working for the people of Dawn.

In the rearmost palace, the lights were still on.

The dark back garden.

"Your Majesty, please step on this old slave and crawl through the window to get in." Old Feng said in a low voice, bending down.

Qin Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The founder of the Jinyiwei, the almost invincible Old Feng, was willing to squat and let others step on him to climb through the window for the sake of his own romance.

"Forget it, I'll go in through the main entrance. I can't step on your shoulder."

Old Feng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, this is nothing. This is my honor. Please hurry up, otherwise others will see it and the Queen and Lady Murong will hear about it. After all, I will not be able to live like a human being. The Queen even sewed this cotton coat for me personally before."

Hearing this, Qin Yun was touched and reached out to help Old Feng brush away the snowflakes on his shoulders: "Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure."

"Mr. Feng, just throw me in."

Old Feng's face was almost wrinkled with laughter, and his heart was warm. Without saying anything, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry!"

Qin Yun lifted himself off the ground, using his shoulders to prop himself up.

"Mr. Feng, you..." He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Finally, he had no choice but to climb up by stepping on Mr. Feng's shoulders.

Mu Ci, who was in the room, had just finished washing up. She had loose black hair, and was simple and elegantly beautiful. Her beautiful eyes, as calm as water, suddenly flashed as she looked towards the back window.

Alert: "Who?!"

"Your man!!" Qin Yun had injured his waist some time ago, so climbing through the window sounded very strenuous, but he still managed to grab the window sill with one hand.

"what?!"

Mu Ci's face turned pale: "Your Majesty!"

She quickly ran to the window, looked down, and was shocked to see that His Majesty was stepping on Lord Feng's shoulders and climbing up her window.

She frowned, and immediately grabbed Qin Yun's hand, pulling it up with all her strength: "Your Majesty, what are you doing? Why don't you just come in?"

Qin Yun's face flushed red as he finally climbed up and exhaled a large breath of foul air: "I can't help myself. I came here directly and was discovered. You know that I have a back injury this month."

Mu Ci was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, and then her face turned red: "Your Majesty, this is inappropriate. Don't do this next time. It's too dangerous."

She quickly closed the window to stop the cold wind from blowing in.

Under the window, Old Feng smiled foolishly in the darkness, patted the dust off his shoulders, and then disappeared.

For him, being the best in the world and having power and money are far less joyful than having Qin Yun step on his shoulder once.

inside the house.

boom!

Qin Yun seized the opportunity and hugged Mu Ci, who was closing the window, from behind. A fragrant breeze swept across his nose, and he excitedly kissed her neck and crystal earlobes.

Mu Ci's body trembled, and she felt extremely itchy. She turned around and pushed Qin Yun away, her cheeks red as blood: "Your Majesty, don't do this. If the news gets out, I will be openly disobeying the Queen's order."

Qin Yun held her slender jade hand and said with a sly smile: "So you want to drive me away?"

Mu Ci shook her head, her eyelashes were very long, and her jade face was embarrassed: "That's not what I meant. How can a woman drive her own man away? But Your Majesty, please be patient."

"There's no rush for the next two days..."

Qin Yun was furious. He picked up her plump waist and walked towards the bed without saying anything. "It's been a month. Do you know how I spent this month?!"

She was already weak, her jade hands caressing the familiar face, a hint of tenderness gradually emerged in her beautiful eyes, thinking that it was rare for His Majesty to come, she blushed and said, "Is Your Majesty really that uncomfortable?"

"Nonsense, I think about you all day long!" Qin Yun put her on the bed and kissed her domineeringly.

Kiss her until she is suffocated, then kiss her chin, neck, and further down.

How could Mu Ci have the strength to resist at all? After a while, her face turned red as blood, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly she said, "Your Majesty, let me do it. I really don't dare to touch your waist. If you want to stay overnight, let me serve you, otherwise..."