The First Tyrant of Daxia

Push open the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

A faint fragrance lingered around Qin Yun's nose. He was very familiar with it. It was Concubine Xiao Shufei's innate body fragrance.

Every time he came to her place, Qin Yun's irritability and worry would subside a lot. Perhaps this was the taste of home, and it was also the motivation for him to consolidate his imperial power.

He went in quietly and saw her sitting by the bed curtain, looking down at a book.

"Xiang'er, what are you looking at? You didn't even greet me when I came. How do you think I should punish you tonight?" Qin Yun walked over with a smile.

"Ah! Your Majesty!"

Concubine Xiao Shufei seemed very flustered. She hid the book in her hand behind her back and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Your Majesty has come. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Qin Yun waved his hand: "When we are alone, you should call me Brother Zhen Yun."

"Hey, why is your face so red?"

Concubine Xiao Shu seemed to be afraid of him getting close to the bed, so she stopped him immediately and said softly, "Brother Yun, can Xiang'er give you a bath?"

"You look a little weird today!" Qin Yun said, looking at her watery eyes.

She dodged his gaze but denied it: "No, no."

Qin Yun looked at a corner of a book under the quilt and quickly grabbed it.

"Your Majesty, don't!" Concubine Xiao Shufei exclaimed, her pretty face turning red and white.

It turns out that this book is not a proper ancient book of poetry, but a book of erotic paintings, with many pictures of little people and even annotations!

Qin Yun looked at the pornographic picture with his eyes widened, and then looked at Concubine Xiao Shufei who was embarrassed and ashamed, and was extremely shocked.

It is hard to imagine that Xiang'er, who is gentle, pretty, well-educated and sensible, would watch such things.

"Xiang, Xiang'er, why are you looking at this?" Qin Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Concubine Xiao Shu buried her head in her chest, her face flushed, and she said in a trembling voice: "Xiang'er heard... I heard from people in the palace that His Majesty likes exciting things, so Xiang'er found a book..."

"Think about serving your majesty well."

Qin Yun felt warm in his heart. He reached out and held her delicate body in his arms, and stroked her hair and jade back with his right hand.

"Xiang'er is thoughtful, but I think you don't need to learn these."

Concubine Xiao Shu felt her tenderness, and her embarrassment was alleviated. She raised her pretty face and fluttered her eyelashes: "Why?"

"Because I think Xiang'er's shy and blushing face, and the way she lets herself be manipulated on the dragon bed, is the most attractive thing." Qin Yun said with a smile.

Her face turned red again and she asked tentatively, "Really?"

"Of course." Qin Yun smiled, his hands already becoming naughty.

Concubine Xiao Shufei's eyes were watery, and her face was pink and white, very attractive. She was a little embarrassed at first, but when she thought of what Qin Yun had just said, she immediately stopped moving.

She turned into a docile kitten, lying in his arms, letting him do whatever he wanted.

……

Late at night.

Qin Yun was still enjoying the beauty's extreme tenderness. On the other side, something strange happened in Linglong Palace.

A carrier pigeon released by Wang Min personally flew quickly into the darkness, seemingly flying out of the palace.

But suddenly, a stone hit the pigeon steadily.

The carrier pigeon fell from a high altitude at a high speed and hit the ground.

Not far away, a figure emerged, it was Old Feng.

With a cold expression, he walked slowly over, bent down to pick up the pigeon, and pulled out a rolled-up note from its feet.

After reading the note, his face became even colder.

There was a fierce look in his cloudy eyes: "Someone come!"

The shadow guard was omnipresent and quickly walked out of the darkness: "Mr. Feng."

"Go and tell them that His Majesty has issued an order to have Doctor Ling Chang send 500 imperial guards to seal off Linglong Palace. No one is allowed to enter or leave, including flies!"

"Yes!"

Old Feng turned around, took a deep look at the Linglong Palace where the lights were off, and slowly left.

Soon, a large number of imperial guards arrived quietly and established a high-intensity blockade here.

At the same time, news about the Grand Canal warehouse incident had already been vaguely leaked.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Wang Wei was a little furious, and the Ninth Prince, who had been hiding behind the scenes, was also a little angry.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

In a certain mansion, there were sounds of various porcelains being broken.

"Have all the supplies in the warehouse been taken away?" A gloomy look appeared on the handsome face of the Ninth Prince Qin Yuan.

What happened suddenly in the Grand Canal caught him off guard and really hurt him.

That was countless money and food, as well as supplies to equip an army, plus all the trained killers were killed, the value of which was like breaking a hand!

"Your Highness, I have been to see that the warehouse was completely taken away by Xiao Jian's army and brought back to Mangshan. It was not transported to the palace immediately."

"There are tens of thousands of soldiers in Mangshan. It will be extremely difficult to snatch it back." A man in black knelt down.

The Ninth Prince took a deep breath, and his deep eyes gradually calmed down.

He paced back and forth and asked again: "Are you sure He Baili has been arrested?"

"There is no body of him in the valley. It is very likely..."

The Ninth Prince frowned and said in a mellow voice: "He Baili will not betray me, but there is no guarantee that my brother will not make a fuss about it and send a message to the Wang family and the palace, asking them not to act rashly to avoid revealing flaws."

"Yes!"

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The dragon bed is full of beautiful scenery.

Qin Yun's slender fingers gently slid across Concubine Xiao Shufei's smooth and tender ankles. With a hint of enjoyment in his eyes, he tidied the quilt for her, then called Yan'er to change clothes without waking her up.

Mr. Feng had been waiting outside for a long time. He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, you guessed it right. Last night, Concubine Wang couldn't hold back any longer."

"This is the carrier pigeon that Concubine Wang released herself."

Qin Yun's eyes flashed coldly as he took the folded rice paper. There was something clearly written inside.

"He Baili was arrested. He is suspected of giving out a lot of information. The emperor wants to take action inside and outside the palace. Be extra careful and make preparations early."

Elder Feng added: "I have made the decision to seal off Linglong Palace."

"Well done!" Qin Yun's five fingers turned white as he tightly grasped the rice paper, and then he said coldly: "This time, I want to see what Wang Min has to say!"

"As my concubine, you want to harm me secretly. You are such a traitor. You are so bold!"

Qin Yun cursed angrily, and took the lead to walk to the front, his face as cold as frost, and rushed straight to Linglong Palace.

Linglong Hall.

The imperial guards were heavily guarded and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Eunuchs and palace maids passing by took detours and whispered to each other, asking what had happened to Concubine Wang.

Wang Min was in the hall, so naturally he knew the situation outside.

She knew that escaping was impossible, so she dressed up carefully, with pink lips and rosy cheeks, and wore luxurious palace clothes as usual, looking extremely beautiful.

He sat quietly in the main hall, as if waiting for Qin Yun to come and question him.

After a while, Qin Yun arrived.

He was dressed in a dragon robe and walked into the main hall alone, looking at the beautiful figure with burning eyes.

Unhappy: "How dare you be so calm?!"