The woman is not very virtuous, and the handsome man touches her hard

"General?!"

Zhang Yuanhua's puzzled voice came from outside.

Ji Cangbo turned a deaf ear to the sounds outside because the scenery before him had made him speechless and his mouth dry.

His breath was disordered, and a strange fire was burning in his deep eyes.

He suddenly hugged her tighter.

He was so cruel, as if he wanted to rub himself into her bones and blood.

He was a big man himself, with a chest like a rugged mountain, thick and full of strength. He held the slender woman in his arms, and with just two arms, he wrapped Su Qianou firmly in his body.

But this is really not a good place.

His Adam's apple rolled back and forth several times, and Ji Cangbo finally turned his head and looked away, wanting to calm down.

Seeing his flustered and evasive expression, not daring to look her in the eye, Su Qianou couldn't help but want to tease him, and a cunning glint flashed in her eyes.

She leaned back and shouted outside.

"Deputy General Zhang is so anxious, is he looking for General Ji for something?"

When the voice came out, Zhang Yuanhua immediately knew the direction and ran towards this side.

"Is that Princess Yaoguang inside?"

Su Qianou looked at Ji Cangbo, who was trying to put her bellyband on with a confused look on his face, but whose hands trembled every time he touched her smooth skin. The corners of her lips curled up:

"It's me! General Ji is right here with me."

"Huh, it turns out the carriage under the city wall really belongs to the princess."

Zhang Yuanhua breathed a sigh of relief: "General, I have something to report!"

It seemed that he had already regarded Princess Yaoguang as his own, so he began to report the arrest through a door.

Outside is the voice from those who will do their duty faithfully.

Just across the door were men and women in rough, disheveled clothing.

Ji Cangbo helped her tidy up her clothes with an unstable breath.

With Su Qianou's "obedient" cooperation, he wore less and less, and the bellyband that was originally hanging around his neck fell to the side of the door.

When his hands are still, he can hold a pen and write with vigorous and graceful strokes.

When moving, it can smash the enemy's head with one stab.

This domineering killing god who never changes his expression even when the sky is falling, and whose pride and unruliness are unruly, now has a hint of red in the corners of his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, his breathing disordered, and he is at a loss.

Seeing him like this, Su Qianou's eyes gradually became filled with smile.

Raise the hemline.

Her white fingers gently stroked his Adam's apple, her legs dangling, wrapping around her obliques, "Do you want to try it? You said so."

The man, whose whole body was tense, suddenly rolled his Adam's apple heavily and raised his head.

The fire that had been suppressed in his eyes suddenly rebounded with a bang and spread across the prairie in an instant!

The aggressiveness was multiplied, like a blatant invader.

then.

Su Qianou, half of her body hanging in the air, leaned her back against the door...

The door creaked.

"...The last assassin, exhausted and surrounded by us, was successfully captured! I've already had their jaws removed and the poison removed to prevent them from committing suicide."

"We also found the assassin's badges on them!"

"All assassins, including Su Yingzhu, total 28 people!"

Su Qianou raised his neck, clasped Ji Cangbo's deltoid muscle with his hands, and exhaled: "No,... there are four people missing?"

Zhang Yuanhua had been talking until his mouth was dry and now he finally heard a response from inside.

But the person who spoke was still not the general, but the princess.

The voice was lazy and a little breathless.

"Why four? If you count Bai, Su Yuqing, and Su Yunxiao, there should only be three!"

"Ah, how could Bai and his two sons be so powerful... They must have someone with great power to help them... That person has a way to hide the smell of his farts... You can't catch him... Don't waste your efforts."

Zhang Yuanhua silently counted the inflections in the princess's voice. Were there four "ahs" or six "ahs"?

Does Princess Yaoguang always speak so strangely in front of the general?

Zhang Yuanhua, who has been single since birth, couldn't understand it.

He didn't know that the website didn't allow him to write, so the author had to take the opportunity to speak and insert his own personal opinions.

Soon, Zhang Yuanhua felt that the princess's reasoning was very reasonable and he quickly praised her.

"The princess is intelligent."

"It's okay, it's okay, just okay..."

"Zhang Yuanhua!!"

The general's low hoarse voice came from behind the door, "Get out—"

The door seemed to be bearing the general's anger as well. It banged again, and the princess's loud voice was drowned out.

Zhang Yuanhua heard Ji Cangbo's anger and ran away in fear.

I was still complaining in my heart: I just said a few words to the princess, and the general was so jealous that he kept slamming the door. With such a loud noise, who was he trying to scare?!

Oh, what a jealous person!

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanhua remembered something and ran back again.

"Just the last sentence."

"General, the Shenwu General's Mansion just sent a message asking you to go home at 5 p.m. tonight to have a family reunion and not to lead the troops..."

After saying this, Zhang Yuanhua turned around and ran away.

As he ran away, it was as if a long-imprisoned bird of prey had escaped from its prison, emitting a powerful dragon's roar.

When Zhang Yuanhua looked back, he only heard the door creaking.

Until noon.

The ban in Shengjing was lifted, and countless carriages and pedestrians began to pass through.

At Zhang Yuanhua's persuasion, the calendar official who was driving the carriage parked the carriage in a corner.

He was so bored that he couldn't help but look at the oranges.

He looked up at the room on the wall again.

Listen to the sound and feel refreshed.

It feels like it will take a long time.

He peeled an orange reluctantly and sniffed its scent.

The oranges that Su Qianou gave him were all given by the system. They had thin skin, no seeds and were super sweet.

From this perspective, the orange segments are very large, and a rare orange-red color. You can almost see the crystal clear grains clustered under the thin skin.

He put a petal in his mouth. It was sweet, but his brows furrowed.

In the evening, the number of pedestrians began to decrease. The window on the city wall was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a black robe fell from above and quickly got into the carriage.

"Go back to the princess's mansion!"

Li Shuchen glanced back at the closed door curtain: "...Is the princess okay?"

Su Qianou's voice lazily rang out from the carriage: "I'm fine. I'm just exhausted. Let's go back. I just want to get some sleep now."

"Yes." Li Shuchen then started driving.

When I returned home, a businessman was leaving the door, and Hong Qian was holding a gift box in his hand.

As soon as he saw the box, Ji Cangbo knew that it was something sent by Zhuang Yumian.

After going to the suburbs of Shengjing last time, although Zhuang Yumian still did not show up at the Princess's Mansion, he would often ask people to send things over.

He has met her many times when he came to the Princess's Mansion.

Ji Cangbo strode into Penglai Courtyard carrying the person, changed her clothes himself, and put her on the bed.

I stayed for a long time before leaving reluctantly.

Outside the Princess's Mansion, his four lieutenants were already standing. "Your Majesty, have you heard that my uncle invited me back to the mansion?"

"Your Majesty already knows! Everything is as planned!"

"very good."

Ji Cangbo narrowed his eyes and glanced back at the Princess Mansion. "We must narrow the scope of the rebellion to Xuanwu Street and prevent it from spreading to this side..."