Dayu Execution Officer, begins to torture the demon girl's fiancee

Chapter 272 Zhao wrongly wrote the inscription on the princess

"wrong?"

Zhao Cuo showed a puzzled look.

At this time, Princess Anle looked like a devil in his eyes.

Although she had a pure face, her beautiful eyes showed an idiot, and what she said was even more disgusting!
"I keep thinking of you every day when I wake up until I fall asleep..."

An Le murmured as if she didn't hear what he said.

She stretched out the hand on her lips to thief Zhao.

The crystal and slender jade fingers were drooling.

'Don't touch me with the hand you just bitten in your mouth! '

Young Master Zhao watched pitifully and helplessly as she put her little hand on his face.

He could really feel the girl's delicate skin and body temperature.

The touch of moist touch that made his heart tremble the most.

"Wrong face is so hot."

An Le half-closed her beautiful eyes happily.

She seemed to be enjoying her first skin-to-skin contact.

At this moment, the little father-in-law also understood that he had revealed his secrets from the beginning.

"Mistress, please cherish yourself!"

Zhao Cuo took half a step back after hesitating for a moment.

This crazy woman is really sick, and she looks affectionate towards him, they really don't know each other well!
But that's a good thing!She didn't seem to have any intention of exposing General Zhao's identity, and he didn't allow himself to die before leaving the army!

'It's far from the end of the mountain...'

At this moment, the young man could still remain calm.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

Princess Anle tilted her head in confusion.

Her expression is a bit girlish and naive.

Zhao mistakenly felt that her mind was abnormal, why didn't she let you touch her face?You are someone else's fiancee!
"The mistress is His Majesty's queen, how dare I offend you? This is a capital offense!"

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong would never admit his identity publicly.

"Don't you just like other people's wives?"

An Le blinked even more suspiciously.

'Nonsense! '

Zhao Cuo sighed in his heart.

It's really a mouthful of rumors.

Is he a villain who covets other people's beautiful wives?

"Master Mistress's words, I can't understand the humble position, if there is nothing wrong, I will retire."

The little father-in-law took a few steps back again to distance himself from her.

But An Le ignored him again.

Her eyes were out of focus.

"I didn't marry the emperor because you like other people's wives..."

An Le seemed to be talking about something that should be taken for granted.

General Zhao's scalp went numb when he heard her words.

What does this little witch have in mind for him?

'You think I'll believe it? '

He didn't believe that what An Le said was true.

"Since the mistress has nothing to say, I have resigned from the humble position. You can take a nap."

Zhao Cuo continued to retreat while speaking, he really wanted to escape, immediately!

An Le's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

She steps closer.

"wrong."

His Royal Highness the princess stretched out her catkin to him with a peaceful face.

"Come to my boudoir."

Zhao Cuo caught his breath.

"Only His Majesty can enter the bedroom of the mistress."

He broke out in a cold sweat for a while, and he made a slip of the tongue, what did he say about taking a nap?
"Why? He can enter my bedroom, but there is only one wrong person who can enter me."

An Le seemed to be saying it very seriously.

"no……"

Zhao Cuo was messed up in the wind.

He couldn't take his eyes off An Le's innocent face.

Although this witch is crazy, as long as she doesn't speak, she looks like a calm and pure girl.

"Don't you listen to the mistress?"

Princess Anle tilted her head again.

"Since Your Highness said so, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful. Allow me to be rude."

Zhao Cuo took a deep breath and held her warm little hand directly.

He didn't allow himself to be passive all the time.

Although he doesn't hate being overwhelmed by beautiful women.

"The wrong hand is so warm."

An Le was immersed in her own world again.

She ignored Zhao Cuo's words, looked down at the hands that were holding each other, and gradually raised a sickly arc at the corner of her mouth.

The corners of the little father-in-law's eyes twitched, feeling her warm little hands tossing in his palms, their handshake turned into a sweet interlocking of fingers.

"Let's go."

An Le quietly shook hands.

Her heart lake, which had become stagnant water due to the ruthless Gu, began to fluctuate.

The little father-in-law couldn't be happier, what was the experience of walking in the palace holding the hand of the queen of the enemy country?two words...

"Your Majesty won't come over?"

Zhao Cuo couldn't help asking before walking into the bedroom of Princess Anle.

She silently dragged the young man into the palace.

After a half-beat slow, she spoke.

"meeting."

"When?"

Zhao Cuo's heart skipped a beat.

He is now in the boudoir of someone else's fiancee.

God is sorry to see, he is really not a Cao thief, but when the situation is overwhelming.

"How would I know?"

An Le obviously has no interest in talking about Emperor Yongzhao.

She dragged Zhao Cuo to the bed in the room.

Looking at her pure face, the little father-in-law didn't know what to say for a while, what was he doing?
"Let's take a nap."

Princess Anle blinked her beautiful emerald eyes at him.

"Mistress, you just need to rest, I will protect you by the side, don't worry."

Zhao Cuo didn't want to sleep with her.

"No."

She calmly raised her finger and pointed at Ruanta.

"You go up first and warm up the quilt. I like wrong body temperature."

"What if the Holy Majesty arrives suddenly?"

"ignore him."

Princess Anle said without hesitation.

Zhao Cuo wondered if she could hear her words clearly.

In the eyes of this witch, it seemed that she couldn't see anything but him, and she couldn't hear words without the word "wrong".

"Master Mistress has orders, how dare I refuse to obey, forgive me."

After saying that, the little father-in-law lay down on the couch.

The girl's light body fragrance poured into his nostrils.

But this can't shake General Zhao's iron will!
"hug."

An Le also climbed onto the bed.

She slipped her tender and tender body into the arms of the boy.

The new feeling made His Majesty the princess fascinated, he kept rubbing his cheek against his chest, sniffing lightly with his handsome nose.

"Why don't you hug me?"

Princess Anle raised her head after a while of addiction.

She looked at Zhao Cuo who was stiff with bewildered eyes.

The little father-in-law hugged her exquisite body tightly helplessly.

'Don't you know how to wear another one after you gave it to me? '

Zhao Cuo felt her tenderness and couldn't hold back.

There was a strange feeling in his heart at this moment.

The one in her arms is Princess Anle!
"Wrong taste..."

Princess Anle nestled in Zhao Cuo's arms.

She greedily smelled the scent of her fiance's enemy.

Satisfied, she quickly fell asleep and fell asleep in the arms of the young man.

"Is this witch treating me like a doll?"

Zhao Cuo lowered his head calmly.

Princess Anle's sleeping face is very sweet.

Only then could he remember that this crazy woman was still a girl.

"I shouldn't be in danger for the time being..."

The little father-in-law pondered.

This little witch doesn't plan to do anything to him now.

But he can't relax, once he wants to promote the plan, An Le will still kill him.

"My life or death doesn't matter. This little witch wanted to use Destiny Gu to lure my soul away. She was just making fun of me."

Zhao Cuo thought that his brain was still awake.

He will not be easily seduced by the girl in his arms.

The ultimate goal of killing Anle will not change.

"Let's sleep for a while."

After thinking for a long time, he also felt a little sleepy.

But the beauty is in his arms, and his fiancé may arrive at any time, how can he sleep?
In fact, it doesn't matter, the young man already has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and today he really wants to sleep with the quasi-empress of Emperor Yongzhao.

"His Royal Highness the Princess doesn't want His Majesty to know that I have kissed Fangze?"

Zhao Cuo mumbled something in her ear and then closed his eyes.

He also fell asleep quickly because he was tired from traveling all the way.

After an unknown amount of time, I was awakened by a commotion.

"The Emperor is here!"

The eunuch's sharp and loud voice came into the bedroom.

Young Master Zhao opened his eyes suddenly!The bright dormitory before the afternoon nap was now dim, and the setting sun was shining on the ground.

There was a lot of excitement outside the hall, he just heard the singing from outside clearly, the fiancé of the girl in his arms, Emperor Yongzhao, came!
"very noisy."

An Le also woke up at this time.

She murmured and turned over again.

General Zhao looked at the tranquil beauty who continued to sleep with a puzzled expression.

"His Royal Highness... Your Majesty is coming to see you."

He admitted he was a little panicked.

"Why didn't you hold me all the time?"

Princess Anle has a temperament that doesn't listen to people at all.

She said to herself and hugged Zhao Cuo's waist tightly.

The little prince also had nothing to say.

"Anle."

The gentle voice of Emperor Yongzhao came from outside the palace.

"I sent the meal to your palace, let's use it together, okay?"

He didn't break into Princess Anle's boudoir without permission, in fact he didn't dare, so how could the Holy Aunt be easy to get along with?

"The emperor is calling for you."

Zhao Cuo gently pushed her half-exposed white and greasy shoulders.

He also regained his calm now, and even felt a little pleasure, which is strange.

Emperor Yongzhao was outside the palace, he might not have thought that Princess Anle was in the arms of another man at this time.

"I'll get up after a little more sleep."

An Le said lazily.

"Your Majesty will doubt it?"

Zhao Cuo forced her to sit up.

"I don't want to get up."

This person is lazy.

"Anle, are you in there?"

Emperor Yongzhao's tone carried a hint of doubt.

"I heard that you called Chu Fei, where did he go? He seems to be still in the palace."

Zhao Cuo's heartbeat accelerated again!He couldn't let Emperor Fei become suspicious of him, once the seeds of suspicion were planted, it would be difficult to uproot them.

"Your Highness, please speak quickly."

"I can't keep my eyes open."

Princess Anle buried her face in his arms.

"Bite me by mistake, or I will lose my energy and don't want to talk to anyone other than you."

Zhao Cuo's eyes fixed on her white and tender jade neck that was rosy and moist.

He didn't hesitate to do as he was told.

Princess Anle groaned suddenly.

"His Majesty……"

She spoke under Zhao Cuo's frivolity.

"I just woke up from a nap. Your Majesty is waiting outside the house for a while. I need to change."

The Holy Aunt's voice is soft and seductive, and Emperor Yongzhao's heart itch. He will not know that this is the result of An Le being teased by other men

"It's my fault. I disturbed your slumber. I will punish you three cups later."

The young emperor said with a big smile outside the door.

An Le was too lazy to say a word.

She just wants to be wrong.

"His Royal Highness, it's time to get up."

Zhao Cuo helplessly pushed the girl who was still stuck to him.

"Would you help me put my shoes on?"

An Le barely sat up straight.

She poked out a pair of young white lotus root feet from the bed.

The girl's little feet were raw and white, and her ten toes were tender and round, and they rubbed against each other delicately.

"Your Highness is a villain. Only the husband can touch a woman's feet, and I dare not."

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong doesn't want to serve this crazy woman.

"I'm going to sleep."

An Le was about to lie down again.

"Of course I listen to what you say."

Zhao Cuo was really tired. He didn't want to make a mistake because of such a trivial matter, so he obeyed.

Her skin is an unhealthy snow-white color, which is more obvious on her feet, where the blue veins and blood vessels under the thin and tender snow skin are clearly visible.

Anyone who holds the ice-cold and jade-like lotus feet of His Royal Highness the princess will feel that they are holding a piece of delicate and smooth ice cream, and the idea of ​​tasting it will involuntarily arise in their hearts.

"Where should I hide? If Your Majesty sees me in your palace, he will crush me to ashes."

Grandpa Zhao pretended not to be interested in her little feet.

"Go down to the table."

"Isn't the bottom of the bed better?"

"wrong."

An Le stood up after putting on her embroidered shoes.

Her Royal Highness's expression is still as calm and cold as ever.

She straightened her clothes, then pointed to the round table beside her, and said casually.

"The emperor and I are going to have dinner, I can bring you food if you are under the table, go."

Zhao Cuo was convinced that she just wanted to get closer to him, so she said that.

"I see."

The little father-in-law lifted the tablecloth and hid in without saying a word.

Whether he will be exposed is only in An Le's thought.

This is something she can fully grasp.

"Is Anle's afternoon nap comfortable?"

Zhao Cuo heard the door opening, and Emperor Yongzhao's voice was approaching, as if he was standing by the table.

"Chu Fei refines a Gu worm in the backyard of my palace. His talent is good, and he is a usable talent."

Princess Anle answered irrelevant questions in an indifferent tone.

"It's also a blessing for him to be favored by An Le."

Emperor Yongzhao smiled freely.

Of course he would have no doubts.

After all, the identity difference between the two is too great.

"It will take a while for the imperial dining room to deliver dinner. I have made a painting and haven't inscribed it yet. Would An Le write down the pen and ink?"

Emperor Fei spread out the painting in his hand on the table, and what he saw was the scene of a phoenix courting a phoenix, the meaning is self-evident.

"I see."

An Le said calmly.

Bandit Zhao under the table suddenly frowned.

A wolf hair brush that was stained with ink suddenly landed in front of him.

'What does this little witch mean? '

Zhao Cuo looked puzzled.

The doubts in his heart were quickly resolved.

The tablecloth in front of him was lifted suddenly, An Le's skirt appeared in front of his eyes, and then a pair of beautiful legs like white jade were gradually revealed.

"I've polished the ink for you, don't be afraid of restraint, please."

Emperor Yongzhao's hearty voice sounded again.

The little father-in-law opened his eyes wide and looked at the pen in his hand.

The ink on this is still ground by the waste emperor?
"call……"

Zhao Cuo's breathing became heavy unconsciously.

He stretched his hand forward, and the ink satyr touched a piece of whiteness, leaving black stains.

Swipe!He didn't want to be exposed now, so he could only obey the witch's request, and wrote a "mistake" on the "Jade Book" without hesitation!
(End of this chapter)