“Stop… stop stop stop!”
Murong Yanran repeatedly called for a halt, "I still have something to report to His Majesty, wait until I finish the report!"
"What's the matter? If it's not important, don't even think about going in today!"
Qin Yuan's hand had already slipped down.
Murong Yanran whimpered and murmured, "The people are all gathered at the palace gate, wanting to see His Majesty..."
"Oh, that's it."
Qin Yuan's hands did not stop moving at all, and he went deeper and deeper into the mud.
"You...you're not surprised?"
Murong Yanran looked as if she were drunk, with a blush on her fair cheeks, making her look like a delicate flower after the rain, even more beautiful and charming.
"This is not normal. The people are all down-to-earth people like this."
Qin Yuan felt that Murong Yanran was already wet.
"Ah...but...but...Your Majesty is...a tyrant..." Murong Yanran said in a trembling voice.
"So what if I'm a tyrant? So what if I'm a wise ruler?"
"The most important thing for them is to have something to eat and not go hungry."
"Now, you give them this kind of life and hope for the future."
"Do you understand, little Murong?"
Murong Yanran's whole body was numb, and she was convulsing and charming under his hands, like a flower in full bloom.
"Go ahead, little Murong, I'll wait for you to come out."
Qin Yuan looked at her with a smile. The butterflies were shining and the moonlight was spreading, making her face look as beautiful as a dream.
Murong Yanran propped herself up and looked at the sticky luster dancing on Qin Yuan's fingertips.
She suddenly felt embarrassed, her face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head, her eyes full of tenderness and love.
Feeling Qin Yuan's burning gaze.
"good."
"obedient."
"I'll see you later."
Murong Yanran kissed him lightly on the cheek and spoke softly.
"Then I'll wait for you at the door." Qin Yuan said softly.
…
"Your Majesty, Yanran has something important to report."
Murong Yanran was outside the house and knocked on the door gently.
"Come in."
Yan Jiaoran held her cheek, still thinking about how to collect the debt.
By chance, I caught a glimpse of Murong Yanran, with her hair disheveled, her eyes blurred and her eyebrows melted, making her look very pitiful.
I already understood about 70% of what was going on, and it was extremely unpleasant and sour.
This dog man!!!
Just wait, sooner or later, I will sleep with you!
Uh, no, cross it out.
Sooner or later, I will sentence you to death!
The key point is that you have to tie up that little girl Yanran as well and make her watch me execute her!
The messy dreams I had.
It turns out that they were all resentful towards this couple.
"What's the matter?" Yan Jiaoran asked sourly.
Murong Yanran bowed and said, "Hero Guo Jie has brought his men outside Canglong Gate, requesting an audience with Your Majesty. He wants to personally confirm Your Majesty's safety."
"Well……"
Where did this come from?
Yan Jiaoran was a little confused.
Of course, she had heard of Guo Jie's name. He was a hero in Jingzhou City who was very eager to help others and was very kind and generous.
He actually took the initiative to bring people to protect me?
I am already so popular among the people!
Yan Jiaoran was a little excited.
"Go, go meet them." Qin Yuan also walked in.
"Huh? Didn't you go home to collect clothes? Why are you back again?" Yan Jiaoran glared at Qin Yuan.
I'm such a stunning beauty, I threw myself into your arms, but you didn't even touch me, and instead ran off to do something bad to Yanran???
Qin Yuan said calmly, "I went out to take a look. The weather is pretty good. I can get some more sun."
Yan Jiaoran's face darkened and she glared at Qin Yuan fiercely.
Where does the sun come from in the middle of the night?
Murong Yanran blinked and started a private chat.
Murong Yanran: Why did you come in? Didn’t I tell you to wait outside the door?
Qin Yuan: I am here to offer advice to Your Majesty.
Murong Yanran: Are you the kind of person who would do something like this?
Qin Yuan: I am the most loyal minister in history - Zhao Ritian!
Murong Yanran: (with a dark face) Zhao Sheng has passed away.
…
here we go again!
Yan Jiaoran clenched her fists, gnashing her teeth in hatred. She was determined to dig a big hole, bury the couple together, and teach them a lesson.
Yan Jiaoran gritted his teeth, smiled coldly, and put on the airs of an emperor, asking:
"Qin Qingjia, you've returned. I guess you have something important to tell me, right?"
Yan Jiaoran emphasized the word "important".
It was obviously intentional.
It's a naked threat.
Qin Yuan naturally understood what Yan Jiaoran meant. She just wanted to take the opportunity to punish him and retaliate.
but--
You are too naive.
Qin Yuan bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have a plan that guarantees that as long as Your Majesty reigns, there will never be a rebellion!"
“Once and for all!”
“Forever…forever…?!”
Yan Jiaoran murmured, and then swallowed with a "gulp".
There is such a strategy in this world, it's impossible!
If there is such a method, why has no emperor in history done it?
You bastard, don't fool me.
This kind of thing is not something to be joked about.
Yan Jiaoran's eyes were like arrows, shooting at Qin Yuan.
"Qin...Qin Yuan, are you serious?" Murong Yanran looked at Qin Yuan in disbelief and said in a trembling voice.
She looked around.
Fortunately, we are not in the palace and there are no outsiders.
Even if it was just a joke, it's not too late to regret it now.
"This method has actually been recorded in history books for a long time, but no emperor has ever done it in the past thousands of years."
Qin Yuan stretched lazily, his eyes flashing, as if he was a god high above, overlooking the world, so indifferent that it made people tremble and feel cold all over.
In addition, there was also a sense of sorrow and resentment, as thick as the river or the sea, pouring towards the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the two of them, and they fell into deep thought.
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