Attack it unprepared, suffer it not tired

Grandpa is right?If you think about it too much, it is easy to care about it. Now I am like a woman, comparing Young Master Mo with Yu Fei. Women are like this. If they like another person, and another person likes themselves, they will also have conflicts. When comparing two people, Jia She felt that things were not as complicated as he thought.

Isn't it simply being pushed?Thinking so much about what to do, I really don't like my usual style.

After figuring it out, Jia She stretched out his head and motioned for Young Master Mo to wipe his wet hair, and kissed him on the face in a fair and honest way.

Young Master Mo glanced at him and probably said, 'Virtue! ’, took a clean cloth to wipe Jia She’s hair, Jia She looked at the handsome face in front of him, his Adam’s apple was rolling up and down, but he still didn’t suppress the thought of rushing forward, he put his arms around Young Master Mo’s waist, and looked up. Press it to his lips.

Young Master Mo was stunned for a moment, reacted quickly, and opened his mouth to let Jia She's tongue come in. The skin close to the two of them seemed to be on fire. There were still drops of water dripping on his face, neck, and hair, and they flowed into Young Master Mo's heart drop by drop. Jia She's kiss was not as gentle and tired as usual, but rather menacing, domineering on Young Master Mo's lips. Going up and gnawing around, Young Master Mo's heart couldn't help tightening up.

A big palm was stuck to the back of Young Master Mo's neck, and the kiss was deepened forcefully. Jia She placed a hand on his waist gradually downwards, and finally stopped halfway.

Limbs intertwined, lips and tongues fused together, so that their faces were covered with a layer of hotness caused by lust, Young Master Mo's long eyelashes swept across Jia She's face, and his body even leaned towards him, chasing Jia She's tongue refused to let him go.

Jia She suddenly let go of the hand that was attached to his waist, pressed his head against his attack, stepped back involuntarily, left the lips and tongue that Young Master Mo was chasing, and gasped for breath.

The wet hair also left, and it was pasted on Jia She's forehead and half of his face again. The expression on one side of Jia She's face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was still laughing: "This time I got it... ..."

Young Master Mo wanted to hold his hand, but Jia She didn't dodge it, but he didn't want to cling to him as much as before, and wouldn't let go. Young Master Mo held his hand, the tentacles were cold, and there was no warmth at the fingertips. meaning.

"Jia... She..." Young Master Mo calmed down his expression, he felt that Jia She was a little different, could it be because he unconsciously pushed him just now, and felt uncomfortable?

Hearing an inaudible call by his ear, Jia She's heart ached, alas...God damn it!What is I being hypocritical about?

Jia She took his hand back hard, put it on her heart, raised her head, with a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Don't think about it...help me dry my hair."

The young master Mo Taohua's eyes flickered, and he said: "Then hurry up..."

Jia She sat back again, leaned against Young Master Mo, and let him wipe his head. Having nothing to do, Jia She picked up the iron fan on his waist to play, and asked in a muffled voice, "Young Master Mo, what is in your heart?" What do you think?"

What Jia She was talking about was that he pushed him just now, what was his son Mo running away from, and after waiting for a long time, when he didn't see his answer, Jia She simply kept his mouth shut and didn't ask.

But Young Master Mo answered him very calmly: "I always feel that Mr. Jun's complexion is very ugly!"

Jun Wuyan doesn't look good?Jia She tapped him on the head: "Then, do you see how handsome my young master is? Does he look good? Does he look good?"

"It's beautiful..." Young Master Mo dispelled all Jia She's grievances with a single sentence, and immediately the people under him settled down much more, and began to be proud, with a lack of education on their faces.

Jia She put his hand on his waist, poked it, and said hypocritically: "How good-looking is it?"

"It's just generally pretty..."

Jia She: "..."

Three days later, a large number of troops poured into the capital from the Jiangnan Linhe border, and the kings from all walks of life also rushed to the capital. It was heard that there was civil strife in the palace. Some people were rebellious and wanted to rebel. surrendered, imprisoned in the Taichen Palace, the emperor's strategy was extraordinary, he completely suppressed the rebellious thieves, and avoided a war that caused the blood of the people to flow into rivers.

In the imperial palace of the capital, a large number of guards surrounded the Taichen Palace and Shangxi Palace. The imperial army led by Ying Fenglong had already entered the Taichen Palace, but the figure of the Seventh Prince and the Eldest Princess could not be seen alone. Come to report that the queen mother was also taken away by them and fled to the border of Jinrui country.

His subordinates pushed Eunuch Chen up to him, and the tip of the Yueyan Saber in Ying Fenglong's hand pressed against his neck, and the blood on the tip of the knife fell onto Eunuch Chen's collar drop by drop.

"Tell me! Where did those two traitors escape to!" Zhao Yunshan yelled while holding Eunuch Chen's hand.

Eunuch Chen's face was distorted by hatred, and he sneered at Ying Fenglong: "You lackeys of the emperor! You will never get any news about the prince and princess from me."

"Hehe...really?" Ying Fenglong narrowed his eyes, his cold and handsome face showed no emotions, and shouted, "Take it down and wait for the emperor to deal with it."

"You emperor's minions must die..."

Eunuch Chen was forcibly dragged down, there was a scolding sound, Zhao Yunshan struck him with a palm, knocked him unconscious, and said with a stern smile, "You think rebellion will end well?"

When these news came out from the palace, Jia She and Young Master Mo heard it in the teahouse. The people who monitored Jun Wuyan's mansion two days ago had completely left. No one knew where they had fled.

Winning or losing is a common matter for military strategists. Whoever wins in the end will naturally look good. Look at the people who praised the emperor and almost praised him to the sky.

Turning around, Jia She went to Ying Fenglong's courtyard, and sure enough...there was no one there. Once it is completed, it will be the Ten Thousand Bone Cave."

"I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Oops!It's a stingy black bun...

After Jia She was tied up like shit by Ying Fenglong, the despair in Jia She's heart was about to burst his throat, seeing Ying Fenglong's expression full of shock, he advised him: "My lord...you have to..."

Before he finished speaking, something was stuffed into his mouth, Jia She wanted to cry but had no tears!grown ups!You want to control how much you remember.

When Ying Fenglong took him all the way to the palace, Jia She was still thinking about what he was going to do?Knowing that I stole food from the imperial dining room, I am going to dismember the young master in the palace, right?

With a "bang", Jia She was thrown to the ground by him, and the shoulders on the ground were about to fall apart. Looking around, where did Ying Fenglong take himself?It doesn't look like an imperial dining room, but rather someone's bedroom.

Jia She raised his eyes and saw an old man sitting... on the dragon couch... wearing a dragon robe.

My gosh!I mean this old man is unusual!So he is... the emperor?

Jia She guessed [-] kinds of his identity in his mind, even guessed that he was the chief executive next to the emperor, but he didn't dare to think about the emperor's side, anyway, he had met "King Jing" more than ten years ago Yes, why didn't you see any clues?

Now that he is the emperor, he is also a very awesome person. Why does he feel that this old man is a fortune teller when he is by his side?

Jia She got up from the ground, his hands and feet were tied, and he really didn't move very much. He looked at the old man, oh no!It's the emperor's old man!I don't know why he wanted Fenglong to tie him up.

"You want to ask me why I tied you up?" The emperor sat on the dragon couch, his posture was solemn and majestic, and his appearance was naturally domineering.

Obviously not like the old man in Jia She's impression who could observe the sky at [-] degrees. At this time, he is the emperor, majestic and powerful, who can kill people with a flick of his fingers.

Jia She replied honestly: "I think, if it is not convenient for the emperor to say, it doesn't matter, I am such a considerate person."

"Hehe..." The emperor actually wrinkled his smiling face. He habitually touched the beard of his chin with his hand. After touching it for a while, he put it down and continued: "I want to make you Du Wei , together with Fenglong to capture the rebels."

Not only did Jia She listen to the emperor's words, but even Ying Fenglong beside him was also Yizheng, who couldn't understand the emperor's move at all.