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late at night.
Inside the inn.
"Qin Mobei..."
From the swaying bed came the soft moans of a woman and the deep breaths of a man, but the airtight bed curtains concealed the erotic scene inside.
The air was filled with the scent of their love, creating a romantic atmosphere in the room.
Nan Qing lay face down on the pillow, covered in sweat, her hands weakly gripping the sheets beneath her.
Sweat trickled down her forehead, across her elegant neckline, then slowly traversed her alluring collarbone, finally dripping onto the sheets, drop after drop...
Nan Qing felt that Qin Mobei was unusually fierce tonight, and kept pestering her for a long time.
A series of delicate kisses rose from Nan Qing's tailbone to her jade-like shoulders, and Qin Mobei gently bit Nan Qing's dazzlingly white shoulder in front of him.
"Qingqing"
You won't leave me, right?
We will be together for all eternity.
"Qingqing, you said you're mine, okay...?"
"Is it alright, Qingqing...."
Nan Qing's ears were filled with Qin Mobei's incessant nagging, but Qin Mobei's actions made it impossible for her to utter a single word; the first thing she said was that embarrassing sound...
Qin Mobei picked up Nanqing.
Nan Qing leaned against Qin Mobei, but with no support, she could only sink her weight downwards to keep herself from falling.
Little did she know how much her little actions aroused Qin Mobei...
Qin Mobei took Nan Qing's fair left hand and skillfully tied a red rope around Nan Qing's left wrist with his ten fingers, making sure the red rope wouldn't come loose before stopping.
He took Nanqing's small hand in his and placed it to his lips, his wet kisses landing on Nanqing's fingertips, the back of her hand, her wrist...
"Qingqing, you mustn't take off the red string."
"If one day I don't see the red string in Qingqing's hand..."
"I will... punish you severely."
Nan Qing's consciousness became somewhat confused, and unable to withstand Qin Mobei's strength, she could only repeatedly agree.
Qin Mobei held Nan Qing's left hand tightly the whole time, and there was a bright red string between their wrists.
At this moment, the red rope seemed to truly bind the two people, who were whispering sweet nothings to each other, tightly together.
After spending four or five days in Hangzhou, the two headed back towards Kyoto.
By the time they arrived in the capital, nearly two months had passed.
Qin Mobei resumed his duties in court.
Recently, the old emperor of the Western Yan Kingdom has fallen seriously ill, and the several adult princes are engaged in fierce infighting, while many of its vassal kings are also making moves.
Moreover, spies reported that Bei Li was plotting against Xi Yan, probably wanting to take advantage of the turmoil surrounding the new emperor's ascension to the throne.
"Your Majesty, this old minister believes this is a golden opportunity. We can wait until Bei Li and Xi Yan are locked in a life-or-death struggle and then reap the benefits."
The one who said this was the Duke of Zhenguo.
The old Duke followed the late emperor in his youth, fighting on all sides. Now that he is old, he has lived in the capital for a long time. Therefore, he has always been on the side of war when it comes to the matter of Western Yan and Northern Li.
Your humble servant seconds this.
Your humble servant seconds this.
Your humble servant seconds this.
"....."
As soon as he spoke, four or five ministers knelt down to second the Duke of Zhenguo's proposal; at a glance, they were all military officers.
This led some of the civil officials present who had initially thought it best to wait and see to disagree.
Immediately, several civil officials, led by a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, also knelt down and said:
"Now that the Duke of Zhenguo no longer leads the army, of course he can just casually bring up fighting and killing."
"Your Majesty, please reconsider."
"The original tripartite balance of power has been disrupted by Bei Li's ambition to break it; they must have a backup plan to guard against Dong Lin."
"Your Majesty, we must not act rashly before we have definite information."
The Grand Secretary's words infuriated the hot-tempered Duke of Zhenguo, who immediately went up to argue with him.
"You old scoundrel, what do you mean I'm no longer leading troops and just casually engaging in fighting and killing?"
"Let's see who's the best."
"Do you believe that this old scoundrel can still beat Bei Li so badly he'll wet himself?"
The Duke of Zhenguo was skillfully stopped by several military officers around him, preventing him from actually rushing forward.
no way.
The Duke of Zhenguo and the Grand Secretary, one a civil official and the other a military officer, had disliked each other ever since they entered the court.
One thought the Duke of Zhenguo was rude and domineering.
One thought the Grand Secretary was hypocritical and a fraud.
Whenever the two of them discuss matters together, a scene like today's is bound to unfold.
Therefore, both the civil and military officials around them were fully aware of the two men's upcoming words and actions.
They had to stop them and coax them to prevent the two from actually fighting in front of His Majesty.
They are truly pitiful outsiders.
Working two jobs for one salary...
The entire imperial study was buzzing with chatter.
The civil and military officials held differing opinions and argued incessantly.
Not far away, there was a soft couch with a style completely different from the solemn style of the Imperial Study.
At this moment, Nanqing lay on the soft couch, supporting her small face, watching the ministers in the middle with great interest.
At this point, they had escalated to the point where you would mock me and I would retaliate with a sarcastic remark.
Nanqing picked up a clean grape from the side and popped it into her mouth while watching them argue, finding it quite amusing.
"alright"
Wearing a black and gold dragon robe and a golden dragon crown, Qin Mobei sat majestically on the dragon throne.
Seeing that they were becoming increasingly unruly, he spoke up to stop them, saying, "A bunch of old fools with no sense of propriety, don't they see the Empress is here too?"
What if he's so ugly that his girlfriend has to deal with him?!
If the kneeling ministers below knew that their incomparably majestic emperor was worried that they would make the empress look ugly.
They'd probably be thinking...
This old minister can't live anymore!!!
Did they not see the Empress?
That's just a habit!
It's said that no emperor takes his empress to court, to meetings, or anywhere else!
It's like everyone has a wife.
snort.
You only have one wife.
We have a whole bunch!!!
None of them flaunted it like their emperor.
Just looking at it makes my teeth hurt!
well.
But then again, how come the Prime Minister is so good at having daughters?
Just as everyone was thinking this, they heard His Majesty asking the Prime Minister for his opinion.
"Prime Minister, what is your opinion on this matter?"
Just as his daughter was watching the show from the sidelines, the prime minister, who was neither standing nor standing, suddenly heard His Majesty's voice.
He quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and then expressed his opinion.
"This humble subject believes that both the Duke of Zhenguo and Grand Secretary Lin have valid points."
"Bei Li dared to attack Xi Yan before we in Donglin did anything, so they must have something to rely on. I suggest we send troops to the border cities of the two countries."
"We must both gather intelligence on the border of Beili and prepare for battle."
"Western Yan is currently embroiled in internal strife. Let them fight it out first to weaken Northern Li's forces. We can then send troops to Western Yan when both sides are exhausted!"
"Attack on Western Yan is not a problem. What I find strange is that Northern Li has some allies."
"We must also be wary of other countries to the east."
The Prime Minister provided a reasoned and well-founded analysis of the current situation.
The troops of Donglin were already much stronger than those of Xiyan and Beili, and in recent years they had only been recuperating and strengthening themselves.
Given the right opportunity, they will definitely send troops to Western Yan and Northern Li!
Therefore, whether it is Beili or Xiyan, Donglin is not afraid of a battle!
The only exception is that Bei Li, knowing that his forces are no match for Dong Lin's, is still not afraid that Dong Lin will seize the benefits while he attacks Xi Yan.
The most likely explanation is that Bei Li must have allies!
That's why I dared to do this.
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