Ming Zhanxue saw a trace of confusion in Qin Yuan's eyes, and smiled sweetly: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Yuan hugged his wife tighter and asked, "My dear, how much do you remember about last night?"

Ming Zhanxue's cheeks immediately flushed, she bit her plump lips, and buried her hot little face in his neck.

"Husband, you're here again, it's really annoying!"

Her pointed chin rested on Geng Zhao's chest, and her whispers flowed softly, accompanied by a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

"Isn't it just that... then, that..., and then, nothing more..."

Qin Yuan was shocked and asked, "We talked a lot last night. Have you forgotten?"

Ming Zhanxue narrowed her eyes and frowned slightly, her rosy face flushed slightly: "What did you talk about?"

"Perhaps I am too tired and confused."

Qin Yuan was speechless.

This is not right!

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It snowed in the morning last night and it snowed in the morning again.

There is nothing wrong with it.

It's just that the memory is fuzzy.

Maybe it was because I was too tired from sex and I felt confused?

After all, such things were very common in previous lives.

It is also possible that he was pretending to be stupid on purpose, otherwise all his efforts last night would have been in vain.

Oh, woman, cunning woman.

Qin Yuan didn't argue too much. He rubbed Ming Zhanxue's face and said with a smile, "My lady, it's getting late. We should get up."

"Look at you, the sun is shining on your butt and you still don't know how to get up."

Mingzhan's face flushed red, she bit her lip, clenched her fist and punched his chest lightly: "It's all your fault!"

…

"Well……"

“No way…”

"This King of Qin is so fierce, he actually attacked as far as the gates of Jingzhou?"

Qin Yuan is enlightened.

He just got up and put on his clothes, then he looked at the latest news for the day and was speechless.

This empress is really stupid.

Instead of suppressing the rebellion properly, they have to engage in all kinds of conspiracies and tricks.

Now, the killer is right in front of you, what should you do?

This stupid woman is probably furious and cursing in the palace right now.

Qin Yuan shook his head helplessly.

The good situation was ruined in an instant.

Pharmacist Li only has 30,000 men, and it is unknown whether he can stop the rebels who are fighting a desperate battle.

If it can't be stopped, it's probably time to change the boss.

well--

It's so torturous to finally figure out a boss's temper and then change him and have to start from scratch again.

Wait...wait a minute!

That stupid bitch won’t be at her wit’s end and come to me again, right?

No way, no way!

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have exposed my unparalleled talent.

It's just asking for trouble...

never mind.

Don’t think about it anymore, let’s do the real work first.

After leaving those two old Taoist priests alone for a few days, it's time to talk business.

Anyway, no matter who becomes the emperor, it will not have any impact on him.

Qin Yuan just left the house.

Li Dejian, anxious and restless, came forward and said impatiently, "Brother, something terrible has happened..."

Qin Yuan waved his hand and said, "I already know what happened. It's not a big deal. Please take that Taoist priest to the salt shop for me and let them have a fight."

Li Dejian didn't understand why Qin Yuan was so calm, and said worriedly: "Brother, the army is approaching outside the city, why do you still have the energy to mess with them?"

Qin Yuan smiled faintly: "This is not a big deal. Even if the city is broken, it won't affect us, right?"

Li Dejian nodded woodenly, as if it were really the case.

"Master Qin, you are truly loyal..."

Murong Yanran's voice came from a distance.

The voice was still so gentle and pleasant, but it was filled with a hint of contempt, which was really sarcastic.

Qin Yuan raised his head, forced a smile, and said politely, "Why are you here, Lord Murong? I'm sorry for not welcoming you!"

Murong Yanran's face was ashen, as cold as an exiled immortal carved from ice who was detached from worldly affairs, which made people feel chilled.

What is this person hiding?

Why do you have to act like you deserve a beating?

Murong Yanran stared at him angrily for a long time, then her eyes suddenly became blurred and misty again, as if she was in deep thought.

Then he said coldly: "Sir Qin, His Majesty wants you to enter the palace."

There was no emotion in her voice.

Qin Yuan: “…”

This stupid bitch!

Whatever you fear will come true, and you will never live in peace.

He had no choice but to turn to Li Dejian and say, "Let's deal with that matter another day. I'll go to the palace and take a look."

After saying that, he followed Murong Yanran and got on the carriage.

…

In the distance came the sound of armor colliding, and the faint rustling of people walking on the snow.

A group of people emerged faintly from the mist.

Those soldiers were tall, with their hair tied in a bun, long spears on their shoulders and long swords on their waists.

Not only was their skin rough, but even the armor on their bodies was rubbed with countless tiny scratches, as if they had been fighting in the sandy land outside the Great Wall for many years.

"Urgent news from Jingzhou!"

A rider came galloping over and flashed a command arrow from afar.

The marching team did not stop at all, but just separated to both sides, made way and continued moving forward.

In the middle of the team.

A strong man wearing a cloak, a red robe on the outside, and a golden chain mail underneath, leaned against a golden chariot and moved slowly forward.

He had a full beard and a burly body like an iron tower.

The rider dismounted and delivered the military order, saying, "Greetings to His Majesty the Prince of Qin, urgent news from Jingzhou!"

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