[Net King] Throwing down His Highness

"Sanada-sama? Where are the others?"

"It's in the meeting hall, reporting to the king!"

Yukimura threw the bow and arrow to the waiter in a hurry, and threw a sentence to Yagyu and the others, "Train hard, don't be lazy", and ran away in a hurry.

When he arrived at the conference hall, Sanada came out at the same time. Yukimura saw that the guards on the left and right were heavily guarded and had many eyes and ears, so he pulled Sanada to a secluded corner and asked impatiently, "What's going on?"

Sanada replied coldly: "Congratulations, the Lord of the Ice Empire promised that within half a month, he will send an envoy to bring the wedding date."

Although there was no sign of "congratulations" on his face, Yukimura stomped his feet anxiously when he heard the words, "What? You still want me to marry Keigo Atobe? Genichiro, didn't you tell him what I told you?"

"said."

"Did you say it? Personally?"

"Yes."

Yukimura blinked, first confused, then helpless, and finally sighed a little proudly, "Oh, even so, does he still insist on marrying me? Could it be that my fame has spread far and wide, even if there is no love? , is he also willing to be a wife?"

Sanada snorted heavily, "Then you are wrong!"

"Wrong? What do you mean?"

"Kego Atobe said that even if all the men and women in the world are dead, he is not willing to marry you!" Thinking of the next words Atobe told himself, Sanada couldn't help feeling a dull pain in his heart.

It's really funny, my own sight is like a treasure, but Yukimura is afraid to avoid him.

"What? Keigo Atobe, how dare he say such a thing?! How can I not be worthy of him?"

Yukimura almost jumped up, even though he was 1 unwilling to marry Atobe, but being said so embarrassingly, it still greatly hurt his self-esteem.

Sanada lamented and scorned at the same time, "What? Is His Highness unhappy? Isn't this exactly what you want?"

"Ah? That's right..." Yukimura was taken aback, and after a while, he shook his head incomprehensibly, "Hey, so Keigo Atobe is also such a proud person, the appearance really doesn't look good come out……"

Sanada was angry with him, too lazy to listen to nonsense, and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Yukimura and lost his smile, "I can see that you are angry, and I also know that I made things difficult for you, what do you do?" If this is done, I will definitely reward you well.”

"No need!" Sanada raised his hand and pulled out the sleeve robe from Yukimura's palm.

"Hey, I know you are not interested in gold and silver treasures, but you must like this reward!" Yukimura took a step ahead and stopped in front of Sanada, with a mysterious and narrow smile, "I will take you to Kyoto to participate in the 'Spring Shooting Ceremony' Right? Then you can visit your future father-in-law Mr. Song, maybe you can meet Miss, even though you don’t like him now, you can cultivate your relationship slowly.”

Kyoto?Sure enough, Sanada stopped, with a complex expression on his face, gradually revealing a trace of yearning, if the "Spring Shooting Ceremony", the warriors of the Ice Emperor will definitely participate, and at that time, it is very likely that we will see him again...

Seeing that Sanada's eyes softened, Yukimura clapped his hands happily, "Aha, I can't tell, Genichiro, you are also a person who understands love. Sigh, speaking of it, you are much happier than me."

Sanada's back disappeared from sight, and the anger in Atobu's chest was still burning hotter.

On the one hand, he sent an envoy to Bingdi to ask for his marriage, and on the other hand, he asked him to tell him that he has no love for him, Yukimura Seiki, how dare you do it!

Regardless of my literary talents, martial arts, style, and peerless beauty and masculinity, I look at the world and don't think of second people at all, and I am even disgusted by others. humiliation!

Humph, anyway, the "Spring Shooting Ceremony" is coming, come if you have the guts, Yukimura Seichi!If you don't severely frustrate your arrogance, I won't be called Keigo Atobe!

Atobe strode out the door with his head held high, and was caught by something under his feet. When he looked down, he was caught by a scroll that was half unfolded.Come to think of it, it was the portrait of Yukimura Seichi who was knocked over by him.

Atobe wanted to kick it away, but was inexplicably curious.Well, let me see what kind of person you are, how heavy you are, how dare you be so defiant!

He leaned over to pick up the portrait, and shook his hand casually. When a small full-body portrait of a young nobleman came into view on the white cloth, Atobe's pupils couldn't help but brighten.

The person in the painting is wearing a light yellow uniform, holding a folding fan, tall and tall, with a chic demeanor.Although the facial features are very handsome, but there is an imposing manner in the eyes of the brows.

"Hey, it looks pretty good..." Atobe whispered to himself, a smile appeared on his lips, and he realized it immediately, and it turned into two sneers, "It's just finding a painter to beautify yourself, and the real person said It doesn't matter what kind of hideous face it is!"

As he spoke, he wanted to throw down the portrait, but just as he raised his hand, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he just held it in his palm, and strode out the door.

Atobe walked to the door of the bedroom and found that something was wrong. The servants and maids who were usually dispatched had disappeared one by one.

The door of the room was ajar, he had just raised his hand, before he touched the door leaf, as if he had realized something, the corner of his lips moved, his expression seemed to be bored and disdainful of something.

Amidst the creaking sound of the door hinges, Jibu pushed the door open and entered, only to take half a step out, when the wind blew in front of him, and a shadow of white flowers pressed over.

Atobe sneered, and slid out to the side nimbly on one side of his body. The man stretched out his arms to embrace the void, and immediately closed the door, latched it, and leaned against the door leaf, looking at Atobe with aggrieved and teasing eyes, "I waited here for a long time before Xiao Jing came back. Did you have a good talk with Li Hai's marriage envoy?"

Atobe pulled up a chair, sat down with a big horse, and indifferently faced Ninzuzu who obviously wanted to take action, "You are capable enough, Yushi Ninzu, now even the people around me have the ability to support you." opened?"

"Hee hee, because they also want me to spend more time with Xiaojing alone." Renzu moved to Atobe, bent down, supported the back of the chair with both hands, and half-wrapped Atobu into his arms, softly beside his ear She said softly, "Unfortunately, there are not many opportunities like this. Perhaps, Xiaojing will soon marry to Lihai Country..."

Atobu stared, "Who said that? When did my uncle agree to this marriage?"

"Great, could it be that Xiaojing rejected Lihai's marriage envoy?" Renzu let out a cheer, and when he folded his arms, he was about to hug Atobu.

"This has nothing to do with you!" Atobe pressed a hard object against Shinobu's chest, making it difficult for the latter to move forward.

Shinobu bowed his head, and what was against him was a wooden stick. A scroll was held in Atobe's hand. From the exposed part, it could be vaguely recognized that it should be a portrait.

Taking advantage of Atobu's unpreparedness, he snatched the scroll with restrained feet, jumped to the side, unfolded it and only glanced at it, and the expressions on his face froze. After a long time, he sighed shyly, "So he is Yukimura Seichi. Is it? Hehe, it’s no wonder Xiaojing likes such an outstanding character..."

Atobe stood up abruptly, snatched back the portrait, and threw it on the desk, "I like him? Which eye of yours can tell?"

"Hey, Xiaojing doesn't like it? Really?" In Renzu's eyes, longing was ignited again.

"Hmph, I admit that he looks good, but it's a pity, how could he impress me with just his face!"

Overjoyed, he approached Atobe diligently and eagerly looked at his face that became more and more animated because of anger, "Yes, who in the world is as beautiful as Xiaojing one ten thousandth..."

Although it was flattering, Renzu's words were extremely gentle and sincere, and Atobe listened to them, and it was very useful, and he didn't push back the arm wrapped around his waist for a while, "By the way, I have something to tell you, In a few days, I will lead the Ice Emperor's disciples to Beijing to participate in the "Spring Shooting Ceremony", I do not force you to go with me, but if you want to go, you must show your skills, and you are not allowed to lose the face of my uncle and the Ice Emperor !"

"Of course I'm extremely happy, but..." In the murmur, Ren Zuzu's lips began to lightly touch the earlobe of Su Bu, "What title do you want, go with Xiaojing..."

The warm breath wrapped around the sensitive earphones and neck, which was both "uncomfortable" and comfortable. Atobe knew it was not appropriate to go on like this, but he couldn't bear to push him away, "What more... what name?"

"I'm not from the Ice Emperor. Although, I really want to work for you Xiaojing..." Sensing Atobe's breathing, it also became thicker, and the movement of Renzu became bolder, sucking his entire earlobe into his mouth In the middle, gently sucking and biting, "Why don't you turn me into an Ice Emperor now, huh?"

The tip of Renzuzu's tongue is the fire letter, which quickly ignites the blood vessels and nerves in the trace, and the rolling heat flows along with the rush of blood, bringing an unusually smooth experience to every inch of the skin, and there is another pulse of electricity directly from the skin-to-skin contact. Parts, through to the source of body enthusiasm and strength.

Accompanied by bouts of agitation, Atobe felt that the desire for freshness, longing, adventure, and challenge in his body became more and more difficult to contain.

Before going to Beijing, no matter what, he had to take off his "virgin" hat and take part in the "Spring Shooting Ceremony" with the posture of an adult warrior.

Even though it's hard to say it's perfect, Yoshi is always a good choice, at least my uncle appreciates him and is willing to get close to him.

Yukimura Seiichi, what are you?I don't know how many outstanding men in the world know how to appreciate the beauty of this uncle!

Atobe's emotion was a little "not serious", but he seemed to be acquiescing, but he was greatly encouraged to endure, no longer satisfied with the entanglement of ears and temples, and his movements became more bold and presumptuous, holding Atobu with one arm, pressing his waist and abdomen Facing the same part of her own, she pulled his chin with the other hand, aimed at the well-defined moist lips, and kissed him without hesitation!