Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

The night is lavish and the courtyard is deep.

Outside the guild hall, the guards of the Prince's Mansion and the soldiers and horses in the city guarded each layer.

A carriage stopped in front of the hall, Zhao Shuang walked down from it, facing him was the smiling face of Zuo Sima Liu Yi.

"Master, please here, the prince has been waiting for a long time."

When Zhao Shuang met Prince An, he and several ministers were sitting in the middle of the courtyard, across a pool of clear water, watching the performance on the stage.

"I have seen His Royal Highness!"

"Sir, please sit down!"

Prince An was very polite, sitting around his two favorite Ai Ji, Hu Meiren and Mrs. Mingzhu.

Beside Hu Meiren, sitting her sister, Zuo Sima Liu Yi's wife.

When she looked at Zhao Shuang, her expression was always a little disturbed.

Under the guidance of the attendant, Zhao Shuang sat not far from Prince An.

The Mohist family has always been outside the Korean government hall, almost invisible.

But now, with the help of a Li Kai, the Mohist's power ranks among the Korean courts. Most importantly, the Mohist has obtained the tacit approval of the Korean family.

This has to be paid attention to by Prince An!

Generally speaking, the clan resists the intrusion of external forces into its own sphere of influence and is very sensitive to these.

This is true for all the countries below the sky, but the Mohist commander didn’t know what means he used, and he managed to get their recommendation. Not only did he successfully meet King Han, he also allowed a person who should have died back to the court. on.

But for Prince Ann, a little Li Kai didn't put him in his eyes, and it was just a casual move to win over this Mohist commander.

In the eyes of Prince Ann, his willingness to approach the chief in such a private situation is like sending a signal to the outside world.

The arrival of Li Kai was also under his control.

"Mr. Heard, whenever and wherever he goes, he uses a dragon mask to show people. Even when he saw his father that day, it was the same. I don't know, what is the reason?

"In Xia, I am a man of the wild, with an ugly face, which scares you nobles."

Prince Ann just asked casually, but Mrs. Pearl, who had always been by his side, was intrigued and looked at Zhao Shuang with a pair of winking eyes.

"The commander has always said that his face is ugly, but according to the concubine's opinion, this is not the case."

"Historically, people who have covered faces have either been tortured with tattoos and can't be seen, or they are particularly handsome and may be difficult to convince the public. According to the lowly concubine, the commander must belong to the latter, otherwise, how could he be called the'Jade-faced Flying Dragon'? ?"

Mrs. Pearl's words caused all the women present to snicker.

Prince's expression changed, and his voice was a little serious.

"Pearl, no jokes."

"The cheap concubine knows her fault!"

Although Mrs. Mingzhu was apologizing in her words, the provocation made Prince An's heart itchy.

Afterwards, Prince Ann had a few more conversations with Zhao Shuang, and there was no more to follow.

The haiyu on the stage is getting better, but the men present are lacking in interest.

There is no other reason. This Wushan Meeting is about the love story of King Chu Xiang and Wushan Goddess, which is really boring for the men present.

Elderly man, who would like this kind of lingering love story?

But the concubine Ji beside them was more attentive.Especially Mrs. Hu, tears fell when she saw the emotions.

"His Royal Highness, General Ji Wuye has an emergency military situation, so I'll discuss with you."

At this moment, the voice of the attendant rang in Prince Ann's ear.He forcibly resisted not hitting Hache, propped up a somewhat sleepy body.

"So, sir, I will leave first. After the matter is dealt with, there will be a banquet in the palace. I am waiting for the husband."

"Send your Royal Highness the prince."

Tai Zi'an left here with several of his ministers, leaving behind their wives, and continued to watch the show.

Haiyou's play gradually reached a climax, but Zhao Shuang was bored and a little sleepy, raised his hand, but was knocked over by a maid who happened to pass by.

"Useless things unexpectedly disturbed His Royal Highness's distinguished guests."

Mrs. Mingzhu rebuked, and the maid knelt on the ground, kowtowing her head desperately.

"It's nothing big, Madam doesn't have to be like that."

"Don't take your husband to change a dress."

"Yes!"

Soon after the maid left with Zhao Shuang, Mrs. Mingzhu stood up and saluted everyone.

"I've been watching the theater for a long time, and I'm a little sleepy. I'll go down for a while, sisters."

"Gracefully send Mrs. Pearl."

Seeing Madam Mingzhu go away, Madam Hu wanted to say something, but her sister held her back.

Hu Meiren shook her head and motioned to her not to move.Madam Hu was a little nervous and turned her head, but her mind was no longer above the scene.

Zhao Shuang was taken to a room by the maid. Half of his clothes were taken off, but when the sliding door slowly opened, a graceful figure walked in.

The maid backed out under the eyes of Mrs. Mingzhu.

Zhao Shuang looked at the scene in front of him, and saw that Mrs. Mingzhu didn't say anything, and rushed over.

The skin is slippery, like fat gel, with a fragrance all over the body.The woman in front of her was fascinating, and her whole person was about to stick to Zhao Shuang's body.

"What does Mrs. Pearl mean?"

"Goddess has the heart, don't the chief still understand?"

Mrs. Mingzhu's hand was about to uncover Zhao Shuang's mask, but saw him gently dodging, avoiding her entanglement.

"The goddess has the heart, but the king has no dreams. The Wushan meeting is a haiyu joke after all, a dreamless dream."

Zhao Shuang turned around, put on the original cloth, and sat on the bed.

"Zhao Shuang!"

Mrs. Mingzhu said the name gently, trying to see the reaction of the person in front of her, but the other party did not move at all.

"Is the madam calling me?"

Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to test the details of the person in front of her, but the other party didn't show a trace of his feet, and she didn't feel frowned.

However, Mrs. Mingzhu tore the fabric on her chest wearing a blue long dress, revealing a big view.

The slender nails made a long thin mark on the white and tender skin under the collarbone, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Madam, do you want to plant it?"

Mrs. Mingzhu smiled, like a hunter approaching a dead end with her prey, her face was full of triumph, as if she was narrating her script.

"When the chief of the Mo family was changing clothes, he encountered the prince Ji concubine who was taking a break. He was upset and intended to insult him. As a result, the royal family was embarrassed and the Mo family no longer had a place to live in Korea, and Li Kai, Sima, could not do it. Now, even those aristocratic clans will be more or less affected. How does the Mohist commander think of this play of a concubine?"

"Unbearable!"

Zhao Shuang laughed, as if he didn't care about it at all.

"I heard that my wife is new to the prince's mansion and she is favored. Why is she so jerky about things in the room?"

"If Madam wants this drama to be more realistic, then this bloodstain on your chest should go down a bit."

Further down?

Mrs. Mingzhu was taken aback, glanced at the part Zhao Shuang was referring to, her face flushed, and she couldn't help taking a sip in her heart.

Pooh!

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at the Mohist commander who was watching a theater with her head propped up in front of her, and she felt angry.

"Jade-faced flying dragon, you wait for me!"