Zhao Yong came out of the palace and went to Yiyin Cabinet. Although he had his own concubine, those women could not bear his demands. If this was not Kyoto, he did not mind. However, he believed that there must be many people watching him today, and he did not want to let people know that he had to have a woman every day to suppress his grudges.

The boss and mother of Yi Yin Pavilion had entertained Zhao Yong yesterday, knowing that it was a grand and distinguished grandfather. When they saw him again today, they immediately called the most famous flower leader in their building to accompany him.

Liu Qiao is a famous flower maker in Kyoto. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also good at dealing with men. Not everyone is willing to entertain her, thus making her reputation even louder. How many people in Kyoto want to throw a thousand gold to ask her to stay with them overnight.

Zhao Yong's demands on women will never be particularly high. As long as he is comfortable serving them, he will not pay too much attention to the identity of this woman. Liu Qiao obviously has different skills in serving men in bed. Women can't avoid holding back in bed. Liu Qiao Dafang demon, clearly knows how to please men, and knows how to adapt themselves to his demands.

This Liu Qiao... Zhao Yong pinched her waist and pressed it against her, her obscure enjoyment of the song kept ringing.

He was very satisfied with the woman, at least he served him well.

The wind stopped raining, Zhao Yong held Liuqiao in his arms, his hands still wandering over her, "Are you the flower master here? ”

Liu Qiao is still breathing fine, her whole body is soft into a beach of water, the aftertaste of her body has not gone away, his hands shake slightly, she * * * for so many years, many men have served, which man did not have the bed in her hand, today I met this grandfather, she almost couldn't help it.

However, she doesn't mind a few more servings, such a handsome and magnificent man is not often seen.

“Grandpa, how are the servants?” Liu Qiao's soft chest pressed against Zhao Yong's arm and his voice asked softly.

Zhao Yong squeezed hard, “Okay, Grandpa loves it. ”

“Then Grandpa came to the slave house more often.” Liu Qiao threw a glamorous eye at him.

“Grandpa wrapped you up, okay?” Zhao Yun's thin lips had a smile. If Liu Qiao could please him all the time, he wouldn't mind taking her back to Qi.

Liu Qiao's cheeks were red and dizzy. “Grandpa, it's not easy to wrap up the slave family. ”

Zhao Yongqiao smiled slightly and pressed her under her body for another time. This led him to comb behind the screen. Although Liu Qiao did not faint to death, his hair was soft and he could no longer get out of bed.

“Rest well and Grandpa will come back tomorrow.” Zhao Yong said to Liu Qiao, "Even Zhao Yong is a little proud to have paralysed a flower queen like mud.

Liu Qiao revealed a bright and sweet smile.

Out of Yiyin Pavilion, Song Hongao's carriage is already waiting outside for Zhao Yong.

“Grandpa, I heard that Queen Jinguo has excellent medical skills and the ability to come back from the dead...” When Song Hongao said this, his eyes dared not look at Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong's eyes were cold, “What are you trying to say? ”

“Master Tangiya said that your body can't do this, if one day...” Song Hongao can't be seen by Zhao Yong, "If you can go to Chengde Mountain this time, you should be able to meet the Queen of Jingguo, why don't you let her give you...”

“Do you really think Murongzhan will let us go hunting in Chengde Hills?” Zhao Yongzhan's mouth revealed a slight smile. Don't look at Mo Rongzhan verbally promised that he would not let them go to Chengde Mountain.

Song Hongao recalled the first time she saw Mo Rongzhan today. She frowned, “Grandpa, shall we go? ”

Zhao Yong silently touched the thumb wrench. He never felt sick. Apart from the greater need for seeking, he had no other problems at all. His body was strong and his strength in martial arts had no influence at all. Do you like women also have problems? This is ridiculous!

“It must not be easy for a woman who can make Murongzhan such a treasure.” Zhao Yongzhan bluntly said that he had already seen the portrait of the Queen of Jinguo, but the portrait was always a portrait, surely there was no real person experience. He really wanted to meet the real person. This time he came to Jinguozhan, and saw that Murongzhan so truly loved a woman, he was more interested. This Lu dying, surely, was Murongzhan's weakness.

Song Hongao said, "Even if she looks better, she is also the queen of the kingdom. ”

Zhao Yong glared at him, “Can't I take her back? ”

“Huh.” Song Hongao laughed stiffly twice. It's not like this hasn't happened. He doesn't believe the master's manipulation at all.

“I'll talk to Zhao Ning tomorrow.” Zhao Yongdao, he didn't have to see Lu Cai, but too many people mentioned it in front of him. Even Lu Shuang couldn't wait to see her.

It's like if he saw Lu Cai, he would rob her.

Song Hongao said, "Your Majesty, do you think Murongzhan will be an enemy? ”

Zhao Yongzhen's eyes sank, “When Murongzhan has enough strength, he will be the enemy of Qi. ”

“Shall we strike first before he becomes weather?” Song Hongao asked softly.

“What do you want to do with Murongzhan?” Zhao Yong asked softly, "Do you want to march? Jinguo and Xiliang Dongqing have alliances now. Do you want me to join forces with the North Pluto? What do you think you've been fighting all these years for? ”

Song Hongao is full of black lines, "In order to increase the strength of the North Underworld, there will be an opportunity to seek revenge from you in the future. ”

Zhao Yong swept another eye knife, “Revenge for nothing, just him? ”

“Who let you sleep with his woman back then.” Song Hongao touched his nose and was hated by the memory of Beitang. He also deserved it.

“This Mo Rongzhan... gives me a headache.” Zhao Yong automatically omitted what Song Hongao said. He was young and cheerful. He refused to refuse to accept women. Bei Tangyu had not yet reached the threshold. His fiancée seduced herself first, and there was a woman throwing herself in her arms. How could Zhao Yong refuse to accept it? He just offended Bei Tangyu. He was also quite unjust.

Beitang Yiu did not say, as far as Murongzhan was concerned, Zhao Yiu did not know how to deal with it.

Is Murongzhan an ally or an enemy?

If we are to be allies, how can we express the sincerity of both countries?

“Your Majesty, have you ever wanted to marry?” Song Hongao asked softly.

“You mean to marry my daughter to Murongzhan?” Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows, “Even if my daughter wants to marry, she must be in the proper room to be his wife, what is it? ”

Song Hongao had to shut up when he didn't say anything.

Zhao Yongzhan looked out the window, “Wait for what Mo Rongzhan will do next. ”

“He seems to want to be allied with our Qi nation.” Otherwise, they wouldn't be entertained today.