The early morning light came in through the window, illuminating the dim and quiet room.

On the messy bed, a muscular man was half covered with a thin blanket, and there were red marks on his exposed broad back, revealing an ambiguity that made people blush and heartbeat.

His strong arms tightly wrapped around the woman in his arms, as if he wanted to knead her into his bones and blood, revealing a strong possessiveness.

A ray of morning light shone on his face. His features were handsome, his temperament was noble and cold. There was a hint of satisfaction between his deep brows, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The next moment, a pair of delicate phoenix eyes slowly opened. Their light was deep, but it softened instantly when they looked at the person in their arms.

"Yuen Ning?"

"Um......"

The woman moaned unconsciously, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, with traces of tears at the corners of her rosy eyes. Her little face was full of sleepiness, and she was obviously extremely tired.

Seeing that she was too sleepy to open her eyes, Ying Zheng stopped disturbing her.

He held his head lazily, his black hair cascading like a waterfall, his eyes burning as he surveyed every inch of the beautiful scenery.

The white and smooth snow-white back has a delicate texture like solidified fat and silk, with patches of crimson stained on it, like snow falling on a crabapple tree, with a kind of enchanting beauty.

Her delicate body was weak and boneless, unable to lean against the strong chest.

When their skin touched, the soft and smooth feeling clung to him, and even the most abstinent person would be tempted to have his heart swayed.

This delicate look of accepting the grace and favor made Ying Zheng's eyes darker.

He lowered his eyes and looked down at the beautiful scenery in the quilt, and the calmness and rationality that he was proud of were completely burned away.

Ying Zheng leaned down and placed his thin lips on the snow-white neck covered with red marks. His movements were gentle, as gentle and silent as the spring rain, and he swallowed the prey step by step.

......

"A Zheng, you're going too far!"

After the clouds and rain had cleared, the sun was already high in the sky.

Chu Yuening was extremely annoyed when she was forced to turn on the phone, but unfortunately her soft and hoarse voice lacked any power, just like a kitten with pink paws.

Ying Zheng's handsome face was filled with satisfaction. Hearing the woman's accusation, he raised his eyebrows lazily, hooked a strand of her hair with his fingertips, and answered nonchalantly.

"Yesterday Yue Ning said she would spend time with me."

"I, I..."

Suddenly, Chu Yuening was choked and speechless. It was true that she had said this, but she did not say that she would accompany him in bed.

It was all because the moonlight was so beautiful last night that it made her lustful.

The aches and pains in her body mixed with sleepiness, and she pinched the man's waist in anger, then quickly wrapped herself in the quilt, leaned into the corner, closed her eyes, and took a nap.

As expected, being soft-hearted is a big taboo for women. I will never be fooled by A Zheng again next time.

Staring at the petite figure curled up like a silkworm, Ying Zheng's phoenix eyes were smiling, his handsome face was extremely gentle, and the tenderness in his eyes was almost dripping.

After a while, he stood up and dressed himself. New scratches appeared on his broad back, but they were covered by the solemn crown and robes. He once again became the cold and majestic emperor.

On the other side, in Shanglin Garden, a temporary palace.

"Hey, what do you think His Majesty summoned us for?"

"Could it be that they are giving us official titles?"

"It shouldn't be, otherwise the scholars would come with us."

“…”

The military scholars gathered together and talked a lot. They were all tall and muscular, but their expressions were very confused and puzzled.

Last night, at the Luming Banquet, His Majesty graciously allowed them to stay here for one night. They had originally intended to say goodbye and return home in the morning, but they never expected to be suddenly summoned today.

They couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking, and the palace maids didn't reveal a single word. They didn't know whether the matter was good or bad, so they could only wait anxiously.

Fortunately, a quarter of an hour later, a familiar announcement was heard outside the hall.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

"Your Majesty!"

Without giving it much thought, the crowd stood on both sides and saluted respectfully.

Ying Zheng walked in with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, sat upright at the top, his face still as serious as ever, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Everyone, please stand up."

"I summoned you today for an important matter."

"Important?"

The tone was serious and solemn, and the newly-appointed scholars couldn't help but look serious, and their curiosity grew.

For these warriors, apart from fighting and receiving rewards, there seems to be nothing else important.

However, when a silver-white iron man appeared in front of everyone, everyone's faces were horrified and their eyes were alert.

As a member of the Wang family, Wang Li had been influenced by the virtues of loyalty to the emperor since he was a child. He rushed forward with a fearless attitude, shouting loudly.

"Someone, there's a monster, protect me!"

In a flash, a silver object flew out of the palace gate, and after a few breaths, it fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the hall. For a moment, all the scholars fell silent, their panic faded, and the expressions on their faces were indescribable.

Wang Li, the instigator of the incident, scratched his head in confusion. He looked at his toes, then at the monster lying on its back, motionless, and felt puzzled.

Am I too strong or is this monster too weak?

The sudden change made Ying Zheng's face darken. He looked at Wang Li who was about to kick him again and stopped him sternly.

"Stop it!"

Everyone was shocked and immediately thought that something was wrong. They stood aside obediently and remained silent.

Ying Zheng glanced at a silly boy, and the blue veins on his forehead rose and fell.

He rubbed his brows and spoke softly.

"This is a treasure I obtained from the Western Regions. Don't make a fuss."

As soon as the words fell, everyone present finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Wang Li lowered his head in embarrassment, feeling a little uneasy.

He kicked the treasure and broke it. Your Majesty would not ask him to pay for it, would he? But where could he find such a magical tin man?

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