Infrastructure Throne

Pearl City.

The news of Lott's defeat at Yuanliu City, together with the two thousand remnants of the defeated generals, returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

Three quarters of the [-] cavalry were lost, and their vitality was seriously injured. The coalition forces of the three cities were wiped out in an instant, Nanji City surrendered, and Beiji City had difficulty in self-protection.

After being in a coma for three days and three nights, the old city lord finally regained some consciousness with the efforts of the doctors. Hearing the sad news, he became emotional, and the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

Tia kept sending people to search for Lott's trace, but they never found it.The soldiers who came back said that Lott left alone, and no one knew where he went.

Together with Sofa, the chief wizard of Pearl City, they disappeared without a trace.

Tia sat on the luxurious fox fur blanket in the study, resting her cheek with one hand, with a disturbed expression: "Where did my good brother escape to?"

Hei Ying served him tea at the side: "This subordinate will always send people to look for it."

Tia sighed: "You need to see people when you live, and you need to see corpses when you die."

Hei Ying was puzzled and frowned: "He didn't come back, maybe he knew he was not your opponent, so he kept his name incognito and flew away from then on. Lott doesn't have any real skills, why should you always take it to heart?"

Tia shook her head: "Since he is with Sofa, he must be plotting some kind of trick secretly. Sofa's witchcraft has always been known for its cunning and cruelty, and there are many ways to save his life. I can't rest assured if I don't see the corpse."

Black Eagle put a thin shawl on him, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, my lord, this subordinate will do everything to protect you."

Tia smiled silently: "As for Yuanliu City, I don't think it's worthwhile to cut off the trade, it will only benefit those second-tier dealers on the black market."

Black Eagle said awkwardly: "This is the meaning of the big nobles. The business in Yuanliu City is too big, which has seriously affected their interests. Otherwise, they would not have fully supported Lott's launch of the iron cavalry."

"The old city lord is still alive, and your foundation is not stable. It is not appropriate to tear yourself apart with the nobles."

Tia's pale face suddenly darkened: "A bunch of short-sighted waste! They deserve to be caught up and ride on their heads!"

After cursing, he said with a wry smile: "Sometimes, I really envy Yuanliu City. If I dare to attack those nobles, I am afraid that we will be the first to lose their heads."

His eyes blinked slightly, showing a bit of curiosity: "I don't know how Shen Qingze did it?"

Tia's words paused, and she said again: "Have you ever heard a rumor that Shen Qingze and Yuanliu City Lord were at odds and fought for power with each other, so that the position of Nanji City Lord is still pending."

Black Hawk said he didn't know.What does it matter to him?

Tia hooked her lips and smiled: "Tell me, if I throw an olive branch to Shen Qingze, maybe even the deputy city lord of Pearl City, will he agree to help us?"

Hei Ying was startled, feeling a little uncomfortable, but Master Tia's wish was his wish.

"As long as adults want."

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The next day, the sky was clear.

Since the expansion of Yuanliu City, while widening the roads, Shen Qingze did not forget to do greening work by the way.

Sidewalks are planned on both sides of the main road, ginkgo trees are planted between the two lanes, and peach blossoms are planted in the garden of the City Lord's Mansion.

This is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom, and pink peach blossoms are clustered around the ancient brick walls of the Santo's Mansion, blowing into the room with open windows with the wind.

With the continuous development of the glass factory, clear glass products have now spread to every corner of Yuanliu City.

Not limited to wine glasses, tableware or alchemy containers, glass windows have successfully replaced glass vases and become a new fashion for the wealthy to show off their wealth.

Unlike frosted glass, which is cloudy in color and has little light transmission, the glass windows produced in Yuanliu City are pure and transparent, with excellent lighting. If you don't look carefully, you may even mistakenly think that the window is empty.

Once released, it soon became the darling of the market. Even though Pearl City completely broke with Yuanliu City and did not allow the purchase and sale of products produced in Yuanliu City in the city, the glass that has been resold several times is still in short supply in the black market.

It is not that there are no workshops trying to imitate, but either the clarity is far inferior, or the cost is extremely high, and the output is still low, and they are still not the opponent of Yuanliu City.

The City Lord's Mansion of Yuanliu City was the first house to use glass windows. The morning sun slanted towards the east window, reflecting a dazzling pale golden light, as if a golden sunset had fallen into the mortal world, attracting The people in the past were amazed.

The third main bedroom of the Lord's Mansion.

The countdown to the weak debuff has not yet ended, Shen Qingze sank into the big soft bed, his whole body was tightly wrapped in a white sheet, only one head was exposed, like a spring chrysalis, sleeping very deeply.

Since coming to Abyss City, he has seldom had the energy to trim his hair, and now the longest part is over his shoulders, and when he sleeps, his black hair spreads all over his pillow.

Yan Zui's biological clock woke him up on time, and he tiptoed out of bed, stretched out with his upper body bare, and white straight-leg pajamas below his waist—they were light and lustrous pajamas.

The city lord, who was forced by Shen Qingze not to sleep naked, was very upset. He looked down at the pajamas that reached to his heels, and then looked back at the sleeping young man.

The military uniforms he wore yesterday were scattered on the carpet. He didn't bother to pick them up, so he simply opened Shen Qingze's closet. There were several sacrificial robes tailored for him by a tailor, a simple peasant suit, and a White shirt and jeans.

Yan Zui remembered that when she met Shen Qingze for the first time, she was wearing this outfit, the style and material of which he had never seen before.

He took out the white shirt curiously, the tentacles were very soft, with a clean scent of soap locust.

When Shen Qingze wore it, he looked refined and fair, like a refined noble young master.

His priest, the people belong to him, and of course the clothes too.

So he confidently put on Shen Qingze's shirt, the young man was half a head taller than him, the clothes were barely fit, but a little too loose.

Yan Zui, who had changed into modern casual clothes, looked even more long-handed and long-legged.Without a belt, and he didn't know how to use a zipper, he simply ignored it.

The attendant had already brought the breakfast and put it on the dining table outside, Yan Zui took a sip of the milk, a few drops of white foam remained on the corners of his lips, he gently wiped it away with his thumb.

Yan Zui took the milk cup and quietly came to Shen Qingze's bed and sat down. The young man was still sleeping, his brows furrowed and relaxed, and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

Yan Zui gently pushed back his forehead hair, and traced the outline of the other party with his fingertips.

Half of Shen Qingze's face was buried in the pillow, revealing a tall nose bridge, a thin chin, and the corners of his lips were slightly turned down, showing a bit of indifference.

His skin was very fair, covered with a layer of warm color by the twilight of the morning sun, his neck was covered by a sheet, only half of a rosy hickey was faintly exposed.

That was his masterpiece left last night.Yan Zui's heart itch, a little distracted.

I don't know if it's his delusion, but he always feels that Shen Qingze is more handsome than when he first met. He usually rushes around to deal with official business, and always looks at him with some admiration.

Surrounded by such gazes before, Yan Zui was used to it and didn't take it seriously, but in Shen Qingze's place, Yan Zui felt uncomfortable with thorns all over his body.

Thinking of this, Yan Zui suddenly felt that it was better for this guy not to smile.

The milk in the cup was getting cold, but Shen Qingze still showed no sign of waking up.

Yan Zui moved slightly, hooked the corners of his mouth, dipped some milk on his fingertips, and gently wiped it on the other person's face, focusing on taking care of his lips, having a great time.

After Yan Zui wiped his face, she admired it for a moment, thinking that her whole body was wrapped in his clothes, surrounded by his breath, her throat became more and more thirsty, and the anger that was forced to suppress last night began to stir again in a blink of an eye.

He raised his eyebrows, gently lifted a corner of the quilt, and put his hand in...

"What are you doing?"

Shen Qingze's hoarse voice sounded suddenly from behind, revealing the sleepiness that had just woken up.

Yan Zui, who was doing bad things, trembled in fright, knocked over the cup, and the milk spilled out of the cup in an instant, soaking the middle of the jeans.

Shen Qingze propped up his upper body at the head of the bed, yawned lazily, he always felt that his face was a little sticky, he wiped it off with his hand - felt a milky white unknown liquid.

Shen Qingze: "..."

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yan Zui's flickering face.

The other party seemed to have just woken up, with long jet black hair casually tied on his shoulders, wearing his own white shirt with the placket open and a single button undone, revealing a piece of well-textured skin from his chest to his lower abdomen.

Shen Qingze pursed her lips tightly, her gaze couldn't help but follow the narrow waistline, and put it together with the mermaid line into the loose jeans, the zipper was not fastened, the trouser legs were too long, only half of the instep was exposed, and she stepped on the carpet with bare feet superior.

I have to say that Yan Zui's long hands and long legs in loose casual clothes really have a special flavor... if there is no those weird liquids.

Looking at the suspicious milky white wet marks on the pants, Shen Qingze's expression was indescribable: "What were you doing just now?"

Yan Zui pursed her lips in embarrassment: "I accidentally soiled your pants..."

Reminiscent of the sticky things on his face, Shen Qingze's face darkened, he didn't know which word ignited him, grabbed Yan Zui's wrist, pushed it into his arms, twisted himself on the bed, and covered his lips.

Yan Zui gasped lightly, put her arms around his neck, and closed her eyes to enjoy the rare initiative of the other party.

Shen Qingze stood on both sides of him, with a hoarse voice: "My lord, you wear my clothes to do this kind of thing. Where's your reserve?"

Yan Zui suddenly felt wronged, he was caught right before he succeeded.

He was just about to say that he didn't do anything, when the words came to his mouth, the tip of his tongue licked his lower teeth, and then he leaned into the ear of the other party, moving his lips, he didn't know what he said lightly.

There was enthusiasm behind Shen Qingze's ears, and he panicked under the quilt: "Yan, drunk!"

"Ah?" Yan Zui responded lazily, brushed the milk on the other's cheek with his fingertips, and then put it into his own mouth to lick it off.

One white and one red, bright colors, Shen Qingze almost exploded, swallowed his Adam's apple hard, threw off the quilt, ran out of bed with bare feet, and hid in the bathroom next door.

Yan Zui sat on the edge of the bed, while slowly taking off the soiled jeans and changing into army trousers, while listening to the faint voices coming from the bathroom.

For a long time, nothing happened.

Yan Zui walked to the door and knocked lightly: "Shen Qingze?"

With a creak, the door was ajar, and it opened with just a push.

Yan Zui: "Hey..."