The soldier is a girl

Chapter 2300 1473: Syncope

While admiring Su Yingying's appearance of hating her and being helpless, Beitangyan shouted into the air, "Wen Xin."

The simple two words seem to wrap around the tip of the tongue a few times, full of provocative taste.

As the words fell, a black figure suddenly landed in the room.

This scene made Su Yingying, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, subconsciously want to shout, but she couldn't shout anymore, and she didn't even have the strength to get up.

At this moment, Su Yingying's trembling and frightened appearance pleased Bei Tangyan very well, and made her very unhappy.

After admiring it for a while, Bei Tangyan said to the text: "It's so uncomfortable, please comfort me."

The feeling of spending the night with a useless man was simply too uncomfortable for the yuu Beitangyan.

During the order, Beitangyan directly changed from kneeling to lying on the couch, adjusting a posture suitable for enjoyment.

Seeing this, Wen Xin didn't say anything, and immediately climbed onto the couch...

Beitangyan sobbed softly, enjoying herself.

Su Yingying on the ground turned from trembling with anger to dumbfounded at this unabashed scene of Beitangyan, and then she burst out laughing, her hoarse voice was as crunchy as a broken gong, one after another, full of extreme madness .

Mo Yu, Mo Yu, the dignified prince is wearing a cuckold, and the dignified prince doesn't even know that he is sleeping with a woman who can do everything he can. Princess, princess, whose princess looks like this, whose princess even has a servant Can be pressed on her body, what a lack of men, haha, haha, what is better than her, what is better...

Su Yingying laughed excitedly and finally fainted like that.

And Beitang Yan doesn't care, as long as she doesn't die, she has to enjoy it first, this night will make her feel uncomfortable...

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Golden Palace

After the whip was fired, there was a burst of kneeling and prostration, "I respectfully welcome the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live my emperor." All the officials knelt down and filled the Golden Luan Hall.

"Stay flat." Mo Huan waved his sleeves and sat on the dragon chair, and then waved his big hand so that he looked down upon all living beings.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, long live your majesty, long live, long live."

Following the sound, the officials below the high platform stood up one after another, making Mo Yu, who was still kneeling in the middle of the high platform, very abrupt.

Whether it was the officials below or the emperor above, at this moment when the whole hall was lonely and silent, they all looked at the prince who was still half kneeling.

Thinking about being able to speak, Mo Yu said: "My son is guilty, please forgive me."

In the court hall, even the prince wanted to address himself as His Majesty, and Mo Yu's routine was obviously a way of belittling himself to strike first.

Mo Huan slightly squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Yu, like a leopard scrutinizing its prey, stroked his sleeve gracefully, and said, "What's wrong with the prince?"

Mo Yu originally wanted to find someone to take the blame, but before going to court, a message came from the Emperor's Mansion telling him to plead guilty directly, saying that he had failed in his duty, because the person also told him that the old man Mu entered the palace yesterday and that the hibiscus in Yanling City was besieged He defended him for a while, anyway, it was an apology, so he simply pleaded together.

He knew the news of Mu Peng's entry into the palace yesterday. He thought it was about Mu Liunian, and he also knew about Mu Jin's assassination on the way back to Mu's mansion. Because of this matter, Mu Peng brought it up in front of his father.

(End of this chapter)