The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun leaned on a huge soft bed made of gold and agate. Even the curtains were woven with gold threads. It was luxurious to the extreme.

He was thinking, after fighting for such a long time, should he go to the Jurchen harem to sleep for a night?

When the army took over Jincheng, there was almost no chaos and no massacre, so everything was preserved intact, except that the owner had changed.

suddenly!

A figure walked in, leaving bloody footprints with every step.

boom!

She knelt twenty steps away and threw the knife away with a clang.

Qin Yun looked at her intently without showing any surprise. He saw that it was Madam Lan. Her hands were covered in blood and her face was slightly pale. She had obviously experienced an exhausting fight.

He smiled, a satisfied smile.

This woman did not disappoint him.

Mrs. Lan looked up, her hair was disheveled and some of it fell on her forehead, but it didn't look good because she had disguised herself so badly.

If Qin Yun hadn't noticed by chance that her legs were very white, he wouldn't have been able to tell.

According to past experience, those with white legs are mostly beauties, such as Xiao Yuxiang and others. Their white legs make Qin Yun's skin look very dark.

The combination of black and white often brings a kind of spiritual pleasure.

"I killed them. Now I am the only one who knows the secrets of the Military Affairs Bureau." Mrs. Lan panted and spoke calmly, with the aura of a strong woman.

Qin Yun smiled slightly: "If the person who came here today was not you, but Xiti Fox, he would not be able to survive."

Hearing this, Madam Lan's delicate body trembled, her face looked ugly, and she said unwillingly: "What do you mean?"

She panicked: "You didn't even intend to let anyone go!"

"Just want to watch us kill each other for your own pleasure?"

Qin Yun shook his head: "The secrets of the Military Affairs Bureau will be of great use to Daxia in taking over the Jurchens."

She breathed a sigh of relief, sweat dripping down her forehead, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"People like Xitihu are selfish and can betray anyone. I can't keep him, but you are different."

"In comparison, I prefer to communicate with people like you." Qin Yun said.

Mrs. Lan was very smart, her eyes flashed: "You want me to do something for you?"

Qin Yun did not deny that the Jurchens were too big and there were too many major events in the world, so they needed capable people to take care of them. Would they transfer people from the imperial capital again?

In fact, it may not be a good thing. As the saying goes, the local environment and climate determine the local people. The Han people may not understand the Jurchens.

At this time, Madam Lan spoke again: "You have to release my daughter first..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Yun interrupted her and said calmly, "Go and pack your things, and come talk to me with your true face."

The tone of his voice was just like he was ordering her to do something, with no intention of negotiating.

At one side, Old Feng turned slightly like a door god and made a gesture of invitation.

Mrs. Lan swallowed her saliva and had no choice but to accept: "Okay."

She stood up and walked towards the side hall with her slightly numb legs.

Qin Yun stood up alone and looked carefully at this magnificent and extremely luxurious palace. He couldn't help but sigh that his empire in the future must not be like this.

The winner takes it all, and the loser has no say.

About half an hour passed.

The sound of footsteps was heard in the silent palace, and Madam Lan appeared again, but this time, she was a completely different person.

She bathed, changed her clothes, and tied her hair up with a golden hairpin.

I saw an oval face with skin as white as cream. I couldn't tell her age. Her complexion was very good and rosy, like a beautiful orchid.

The colorful dress was worn very well, outlining her perfect body, a standard S-shape.

Her eyes are long and narrow, very classy, ​​and give off a sense of superiority. One can tell at first glance that she is not someone to be trifled with.

Qin Yun's eyes lit up and he waved his hand: "Come here."

Mrs. Lan paused, and she seemed to understand something.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, a little dissatisfied, but she suddenly remembered her current situation and had to do as she was told.

Kneeling down three steps away from him: "Your Majesty."

Qin Yun walked slowly in front of her and said, "I knew that Madam was very beautiful and full of charm. She is not a simple person. Even without makeup, she is still so naturally beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lan gave a dry laugh.

Qin Yun slowly squatted down and stretched out a hand to her waist.

"Your Majesty!" She exclaimed reflexively, stopping Qin Yun, and holding Qin Yun tightly with her cold jade hands.

Although I was furious inside, I didn't dare to vent my anger and could only pretend I didn't see it.

"Hmm?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Aren't you going to ask about the secrets of the Military Affairs Bureau?"

"It's not impossible to ask later."

"Your Majesty, can you release Jialuo first?" Madam Lan took a deep breath. Her collarbone was beautiful. Jialuo was her daughter, Siti Jialuo.

"Madam, can you let go first?" Qin Yun blurted out in a light voice.

He didn't think it was wrong. He was just doing something that all men in the world wanted to do: kingship, hegemony, and beauty.

As an emperor, this is perfectly normal.

Suddenly, the scene became quiet.

Mrs. Lan bit her red lips with her silver teeth and trembled with anger.

Her narrow eyes were filled with coldness. How could she not know what Qin Yun wanted to do?

But he forced a smile and said, "Your Majesty, there are so many beauties in the Jurchen harem, why don't I pick two for you?"

"Since you want me to do things for you, between the emperor and his subjects..." She stopped abruptly here, and her beautiful eyes trembled.

She saw that Qin Yun's eyes were fixed on her. He didn't say anything, but he inexplicably had an imperial aura that looked down on the world, and no one dared to disobey him!

Her arrogance and aura of a superior were crushed to nothing.

Fine beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. She had never seen such a terrifying look before. Many things flashed through her mind in an instant. The man in front of her already owned the three territories of Daxia, the grassland, and the Jurchen.

Powerful enough to make history tremble!

If you disobey him, isn't that seeking death?

I am just a prisoner, so I might as well strive for something and win Qin Yun's favor.

This thought only appeared for a moment, but it instantly destroyed her defenses.

Her jade hands were clenched so tightly that they almost turned white. Finally, she slowly let go of Qin Yun's hand, lowered her head, her cheeks burning, and her eyes filled with unspeakable hesitation and struggle.

Qin Yun picked her up by the waist and carried her to the couch.

Madam Lan's brows were tightly knitted, her body was slightly limp, and she supported Qin Yun with one hand, looking somewhat reluctant, but her belt was finally untied.

The palace was quiet, but not peaceful.

……

Two hours later.

Madam Lan's shoulders were half-hidden, and she had fallen into a deep sleep. She was breathing smoothly, and she sounded very tired.

She was resistant at first, but as long as the window paper was broken, she had no choice but to give in.

"call."

Qin Yun let out a breath of foul air, unable to fall asleep no matter what. This big golden bed was luxurious, but not practical and was very uncomfortable.

He turned over and faced outside, but was inadvertently startled and almost screamed out.

Outside the small door of the hall, there was a pair of bright eyes peeking out!