After the sick and weak beauty flirted, the king of war and God of War fell

Luo Jingyao could never imagine what King An was thinking. She stretched out her fingers and poked King An's tight waist and abdomen.

"The pajamas can't be too loose." I can't even see the shape.

Prince An blushed. After all, he was not as thick-skinned as the princess.

"That will cause trouble for the princess." King An said to Luo Jingyao, who was half lying on the bed, with a smile in his eyes.

"Tsk! Look at what the prince said. Isn't this a matter that belongs to the concubine?" Since she had made such a request, she naturally couldn't let Prince An down.

Under the surprised gaze of King An, he immediately stood up, stepped on the plush carpet with his bare feet, went to the cubicle to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to draw the pattern.

"How about tomorrow? It's too late tonight." Children should sleep more to grow up quickly.

An Wang said softly in a consultative tone, and Luo Jingyao pursed her lips and smiled: "It's ready. Come and take a look. If you still like it, do you want to design a few more styles? If necessary, we will design it for you tomorrow."

What popped up on the rice paper in Luo Jingyao's hand was a set of men's pajamas. There was not much difference from the pajamas that King An usually wore, but the belt around the waist just happened to wrap up the waist. stand up.

With just a few strokes, not only did the style of the clothes come out, but the man on it was also King An. His hair was loose because he needed to rest. As for the rest, he hadn't had time to draw it yet.

King An was shocked, his ears turned red, and there was a hint of sadness in the corners of his eyes.

"How is it?" Luo Jingyao raised her eyebrows and said coquettishly.

"Of course he is very good." She was able to draw his appearance with just a few strokes, which showed that her skills and... he was remembered in her heart.

"That's good. When we relax, I will draw more for you. They will be different styles every day." In fact, she wanted to make some other clothes. They can't be worn outside, but they can still be worn in the house.

Want it?

Forget it, it's too different, it doesn't matter if it's pajamas, and besides, the difference isn't that big.

"Have a rest." King An took away the rice paper from Luo Jingyao's hand and put it on the table. He stretched out his long hand and took Luo Jingyao into his arms. The man was tall and the woman was petite. They held her feet together. All off the ground.

Luo Jingyao blinked her eyes and used her thin waist to cling directly to his waist.

"If this happens next time, can you hug me properly?" How can you be so reserved when you've already taken advantage of me?
An Wang's body stiffened. There was obviously no obstacle to his long legs below his waist, but he just felt like he weighed a thousand pounds.

Because there is a person hanging on the waist.

He calmed his breathing, pretending to be calm, holding her waist with one hand and supporting her buttocks with the other.

When they were lying on their own beds, Wang An's cheeks were burning, and he could show his shyness unscrupulously.

Luo Jingyao, who was on the other side of the bed, covered her mouth and laughed silently.

He is obviously only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he looks like a veteran cadre.

Her body is tender, but not her age. In that world, she was the same age as Ren An Wang. Of course, it was impossible for her to add up her age in that world to her age in this world.

Luo Jingyao fell asleep after thinking about it.

At this time, King An relaxed, turned sideways, and looked at the sleeping person. He smiled helplessly, gently lifted off Luo Jingyao's quilt, and got in.

It is said that women's bodies are cold, but she is a rare little heater. I don't know if it has something to do with the skills she practices. Her hands and feet are warm, and her body is also warm.

On the contrary, he was a grown man, and his hands were not as warm as hers.

His big hands wrapped around his little ones, and he gradually fell into sleep.

Luo Jingyao and Prince An slept soundly.

In the palace, the emperor was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. Mingshi Zhongkong, who was waiting on the side, had tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to wipe them away.

He is old and castrated. He is not considered a man, and his health is naturally not that good. What's more, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Emperor Jingming is always suspicious, and his temper is not very high. He will get angry for a long time. , Ming Shizhong, who is serving on the front line, cannot escape being angry and punished.

"How many men and horses does the Gu family have?" The emperor suddenly shouted, startling Ming Shizhong. He raised his eyelids slightly, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"Say." The emperor couldn't sleep anymore and stood up directly. Ming Shizhong hurriedly put on his coat. "Back to the emperor, the Gu family has 30 troops."

"30...30 years..." The Gu family is still in decline, and the military power in his hands is of little use.

Ming Shizhong hunched over to minimize his presence.

"Where is the Zhenguo Government Office?"

"Back to the emperor, the Duke of Zhenguo is in charge of 30 troops."

"Is this all on the surface?" Who knows how much more there is secretly. With the strength of Zhen Guogong and Zhen Xihou Mansion, they can already raise [-] yuan.

"Marquis Wu'an...they..." Everyone knows this.

Marquis Wu'an: I surrendered my military power long ago after I was injured. Why are you still worried?

The emperor waved his hand and told Mingshi to stay loyal and think with his eyes open.

As soon as Ming Shizhong went out, the emperor remembered the previous report from the palace servants and summoned Ming Shizhong in again.

"emperor?"

"Is Yi Meiren related to Luo?"

"My servant has already sent someone to check, and it doesn't matter." As for the rest, the emperor already knew it.

"Then why do you say that?"

The emperor murmured. Ming Shizhong knew that the emperor was not asking him, so he just stood aside humbly and bowed his body.

"Give me poisonous wine."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The emperor ordered in a deep voice, and Ming Shizhong accepted the order. When he heard that Yi Meiren sent people to intercept Princess An, he knew that even if he could survive, he would have to stay in the cold palace in the next life. Unexpectedly, even tonight, Neither can survive.

Yes, the emperor has always been like this.

"Let the second prince focus on his duties and don't think about opportunism."

"Yes, I accept the order." Look, the second prince must have suffered too.

On New Year's Eve, Yi Meiren was given poisoned wine and sent out of the palace with a roll of straw mat without even a decent place.

Where is the previous ambition?

Same night!

The second prince received the emperor's rebuke and also learned the news that Yi Meiren was dead. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart. He also hated and feared the emperor in his heart.

He didn't know how the princes of other countries were doing, but the princes of Beixuan were clearly attending classes in the Shang Shufang, but there was no chapter that taught them how to be kings, for fear that they would be overthinking.

So far, not even a prince has been established.

The next day, the first day of the new year.

From top to bottom, servants of the mansion came one after another to pay New Year greetings, and Luo Jingyao was particularly generous in giving out rewards.

Among them, the shopkeepers of each shop and the head of Zhuangzi came.

The housekeeper Fu Bo is 200 taels, the shopkeepers are 100 taels, and the major stewards are 50 taels. The same is true for Fu Sheng Feiyang and others, and so on for other servants. Even the lowest class received five taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)