"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here."
The cry outside interrupted the deep communication between the people in the dragon bed.
"Your Majesty..." The man in palace dress was entangled with the empress, and she was so charming.
The empress was called to have a terrible body, and all said that women were as fierce as tigers in their thirty or forty years.
"Let her stay." The empress ordered vaguely, and then joined the man in a new round of communication.
"Premier, you can't go in... ouch..."
"Quickly stop the prime minister."
Suddenly there were chickens and dogs jumping outside. If the queen could continue this way, she would be a strong man.
She jumped on her clothes and got out of bed.
When outside, Sheng also went through many people all the way to the inner hall.
"Ah!" When Shi Sheng entered, he caused a series of screams.
There is a very strong helper spice in the hall. Shi Sheng was smoked as soon as he came in. He was surrounded by men, and he was dressed very cool.
Sure enough, lust is inherited.
"Senior Prime Minister!" The empress glared at the intruder, "I'm not dead yet. Are you trying to break into the palace like this?"
Force your uncle's palace.
Does Laozi seem to be such a boring person?
"What about the sword of the Spiritual Covenant?"
"Sword?" The empress turned strange with this god's turn.
Breaking the palace most of the night, just for a sword?
The empress said I didn't believe it.
"Premier..."
"Where is the sword." Shi Sheng interrupted the empress impatiently. She felt that she had spicy eyes here, and she was sorry for her wife.
This is undesirable.
The empress frowned, glancing at the iron sword in her hand, and hurriedly ordered someone to get the sword.
The sword-takers trembledly offered the soft sword to Shi Sheng.
Shi Sheng was definitely the soft sword of the Spiritual Covenant, and even the Queen's was too lazy to look at it and turned away.
Just left?
Really gone?
Did it really come for a sword?
Watching Shi Sheng disappear in the hall, the empress believed that her prime minister, who had evolved into a traitor, really came only for a sword.
The Queen wanted to make her besieged, but on the day of the Heavens Festival, she saw her strength, can these bales in the palace really kill her?
Don't anger her at that time.
...
Shi Sheng said that he would take the spirit to return to Wanyuan Mountain. He prepared the carriage early the next morning and took the spirit out of the city.
She only brought Yingyue alone.
The two sat in the carriage with their eyes wide open.
After a while, Shi Sheng touched the soft sword from the side, "Well."
Ling looked at the soft sword for about three seconds before taking it.
Is this the purpose she asked him about the sword yesterday?
"Aren't you afraid that I will use this sword to deal with you?" She just returned the sword to him, and she was really not worried at all?
Shi Sheng's spoiled face, "Just be happy."
If you want to deal with this baby, you must have that force value!
Lingyue: "..." can't communicate.
The carriage soon reached Wanyuan Mountain, and Lingyong was about to climb up from there.
Shi Sheng couldn't help but crawl with him.
Not yet halfway through, Shi Sheng was exhausted and gasped.
Lingyue was blushing and standing on the slightly higher steps, looking at the woman sitting on the ground with a cold face.
The heart is broken.
Didn't you see her so tired during the fight?
Just climb a ladder, so tired?
Fighting is really not tiring for Shi Sheng. After all, there is an iron sword that cuts people like radishes. Unless it is a protracted battle, the physical exertion is not very serious.
But this ladder is almost ninety degrees.
What is the concept of ninety degrees, she will fall if she is not careful. As a civil servant, she has already worked hard to climb halfway.
Just when Shi Sheng hummed and gasped, the face suddenly darkened, and a white slender hand stretched out in front of himself.
Shi Sheng looked down at it.
Ling Yue's gaze wandered, and his mouth stubbornly explained, "We can't climb the mountain if you go like this."
"Why don't you carry me?" Shi Sheng pressed his nose to his face.
Ling about to withdraw his hand with a black face, Shi Sheng immediately reached out and grabbed, "It's good to hold back without holding back."
Ling about snorted.
Shi Sheng black line, arrogant, Ao Jiao's attributes also came out.
well!
With the power of the Spiritual Covenant, Shi Sheng stood up, and the Spiritual Covenant walked ahead and led her to climb up the mountain.
Shi Sheng took the opportunity to pass his fingers through his hands, interlocking his fingers.
Ling Yue glanced back at her, her fingers tightened, and finally went on with a cold face.
To Taoist temple, Ling about to twitch, did not twitch.
"Mr. Prime Minister, let go." Do men and women know whether to accept or not?
"I'm afraid you fell, I'd better hold you." Shi Sheng looked serious.
Spiritual covenant: "..." Can he fall on his site?
Ling tried for a few times, but failed to draw his hand. Shi Sheng looked at him with a smile on his face.
Ling Yue's heart jumped violently, and some of them hurriedly looked away and strode toward the attic above the cliff.
The bottom of his heart warned himself not to think, but the touch in his hand made it difficult for him not to think.
Her hands are small and her skin is delicate, unlike those of women, it is rough and thick.
This hand once held his most intimate place.
With this in mind, Ling about tightening his hands unconsciously.
"Hiss... even if you don't want to hold me, Xiaodao, you don't have to abandon my hand." Shi Sheng gasped.
When Ling made an appointment, he realized that he had used so much energy. He immediately released it, and Shi Sheng's hand was already red.
"I'm sorry..." He didn't mean it just now, but he was very confused and didn't know how to face her.
Shi Sheng shook his hand, and the child's strength was so great.
Mom, my hands are about to break.
"You help me blow it." Shi Sheng raised his hand to the front of the Spiritual Covenant, blinked, and faced with grievances, he almost cried and showed him.
Lingyue looked at the hand with the red mark pinched by himself, silent for a moment, and squeezed her hand gently.
The warm breath hit her hands, like feathers sweeping over her heart, crisp and numb, so that she wanted to directly knock him down.
In the end, it was still rational to take the impulse, but he still continued to ask for benefits, "it doesn't hurt to kiss."
Ling about to see her.
Shi Sheng tried to make his expression wrong.
The long, curly eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and the peaceful eyes on weekdays seemed to be stained with smile and warmth, attracting him to sink.
He somehow sent a kiss on her hand ghostly.
His lips were a bit cold, and they fell on the skin that was hot because of the pain, and the cold, just dispelled the burning heat.
"Spiritual Covenant."
Ling Yue's face was reddish, and she looked up at her, her face in her pupils enlarged rapidly, her lips were contained, and her body was soft and delicate.
Lingyue didn't expect that she would rush over suddenly, and was unpreparedly thrown into the grass behind.
"Spiritual appointment..." Shi Sheng's eyes were slightly confused, and the tip of his tongue gently outlined his lips.
Ling Yue was stiff at first, but as she called his name, he somehow felt uncomfortable in his heart.
He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
Every day is Wuchang, there is no cut corners!!
Little Fairy: It’s so sad.