One Thousand Six Hundred and Twenty-Five: Receive Nansheng, Kill Anxi (37)

Emperor Xichang asked cautiously.

"What if I refuse?"

Hua Yuan said indifferently, "Do you think you are the only one in the world with a few ounces of meat under your crotch? There are a lot of men who impregnate women. I chose you because your identity can make Duo Xigong relax his vigilance. You and the emperor Ji has been alone for a long time, so he won't be suspicious."

To cuckold An Jing, there must always be time and space for the adulterer to give full play to his skills.

At the beginning, An Xing asked Hua Yuan to be his "male favourite", but it was because the other party's status was easy to use, and An Xing would not be suspicious of it.

After Prince Xichang heard this, his fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

If there is really regret medicine in the world, he would rather stay in Xichang than come here.

"I didn't expect...you actually planned this...do you really think you can control everything?"

Huayuan said something again, which became the last grass that overwhelmed the camel.

"I don't keep people who know secrets and are useless. If you are in a bad mood, I will cut off your tongue and hands, and let you go to a prostitution camp to live for a few days. If you are in a good mood, maybe I will give you a good time." Hua Hua Yuan smiled and said, "Of course I can't control everything, but Qun can control your life and death. You should also think carefully about what is more important. If a person dies, there is no hope. There is hope of survival from desperation. You are a smart person, you should know how to make a choice."

Hua Yuan sees Prince Xichang thoroughly.

The prince was talking about resistance, but his heart and eyes were full of ambition and calculations, and he would do anything to achieve his goals.

Hua Yuan hated this kind of duplicity hypocrite the most, he was obviously very dirty, but he still refused to let go with the last face.

hypocritically!

What Huayuan has to do is to take off this disgusting fake skin, so that the ugly face behind the fake skin will be exposed to the broad daylight.

"You, huh, are you going to do it or not?"

Hua Yuan's voice was like a death talisman from hell, the prince was so frightened that he sweated profusely, and the viscous sweat soon wetted his underwear.

He growled in a voice that was almost painful and desperate.

"I do! I can't do it!"

He doesn't even use the "noble" self-proclaimed "solitary".

Too scared to use it.

Looking at the prince who seemed to be living a life better than death, Hua Yuan let out a disdainful sneer, mocking the other party's pretentiousness. As long as you show enough pain and struggle, it seems that you can cover up your inner dark thoughts and ambitions, and blame all your mistakes on Huayuan's persecution...

The hypocrisy is disgusting, it is better to be honest and gratifying.

Huayuan's plan is proceeding in an orderly manner.

He wanted to transplant a vast grassland to An Yu's head, where he could graze sheep and horses, and he needed the consent of the other party involved in the incident. Compared with the hypocrisy and willingness to refuse and welcome the Xichang prince, the Xichang emperor concubine was more straightforward, which made Hua Yuan look at him differently.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Hua Yuan revealed to her that An Jing was infertile.

The inability to have children means that she will always be just a tool to warm the bed, with a lifespan shorter than her youth.

Once her appearance gets old, An Jing doesn't care about her, and others will even forget her in the corner.

Di Ji is just a bed-warming concubine, a weak woman who cannot control her own destiny.

Not every woman in this world can transform into a master like "Liu Xi", let alone become the helm of the world like her, more women can only be tortured and devastated by the troubled times like rootless duckweed , the more beautiful women are, the more dangerous they are.

Men verify their strength by conquering them, and women rely on jealousy and men's favor as capital.

An Jing's inability to conceive is equivalent to cutting off Diji's future and hope.

She agreed to Huayuan's layout, but wept silently in the dead of night. She didn't understand why some women could live such that women all over the world would envy and envy them, such as Jiang Pengji, while some women had their own destiny controlled by others? She is the high and mighty Empress of Xichang Kingdom, why has she been reduced to such a state? Hate and jealousy wrung her heart,

She could barely breathe.

How unfair fate is!

She believes that she has outstanding talents and learning, and her ambition is no less than that of a man.

If she had a starting point like Jiang Pengji's, and had so many loyal followers, she would definitely do no worse than him.

Unfortunately, these hypotheses never had a chance to be true.

Jiang Pengji didn't know about this, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

Not being envied by others is a mediocrity. She is so good and powerful, if she is not envied by others, doesn't it mean that she has not escaped the category of mediocrity?

Compared with other things, she prefers to go hunting, barbecue, winter swimming, fishing in the winter...

"None of these hobbies seem to have anything to do with official duties. If you do this, your subordinates won't rebel?"

Yang Tao wore a thick fox fur cloak over his shoulders, and his feet were overboard, half of his insteps were immersed in the icy river water. If you look carefully, you will find that Yang Tao's upper body is naked, and he only wears a mask all over his body. baggy trousers, long wet hair.

He had just climbed up from the river, and his winter swimmers were still underwater.

Who is Yang Tao's winter swimming buddy?

No one would believe it, but it turned out to be Jiang Pengji, her former rival and current boss...

"It's good to get used to this kind of thing."

Jiang Pengji fell into the water on her back, and swam two or three feet out of the water, like a banshee born in the river.

"How can I get used to it?" Yang Tao almost laughed out loud, "Different people have different fates, if I were to be Shaoyang, I would have to be torn apart."

"They also want to tear me apart, can't they beat me?" Jiang Pengji came out of the water and smiled, "They will be thankful if I don't make trouble for them. Zixiao and the others will help me deal with the unimportant documents. Pick out the ones I have to read myself..."

"Liu Gong's words seem to be somewhat unreasonable."

Yang Tao smiled and stretched out his hand to her, and pulled her up with a little force.

Jiang Pengji casually picked up the cloak and wrapped it around her body, and raised her hand to brush her long hair behind her ears.

The two brought guards to swim in the winter on the river.

Yang Tao is a good swimmer, and his water skills are very good. I didn't expect Jiang Pengji who grew up in the north to be so good. Tired from swimming, he climbed into the boat to rest in embarrassment, while Jiang Pengji was still alive and kicking underwater. I really doubt whether her physical strength can swim all the way from the lower reaches of the river to the upper reaches.

"This is not fallacy, this is truth."

The former opponents lived in peace, and the salted fish expressed excitement, but what was even more exciting was Yang Tao's figure.

[Your Yida]: Although I was once a die-hard fan of Cimeiren, but seeing the figure of little angel Yang Tao, I want to climb the wall.

[Breeze Tissue]: Wearing clothes does not show the mountains or dew, but taking off the clothes, the hormones will overflow the screen!

[Deep Sea Fish Roll]: Don't stop me, I want to cry every day for this Yang Tao!