Prisoner of time travel

Lao Yuan looked at the hidden guard kneeling in front of him, stepped forward and gave him a kick, "Useless trash! I can't find His Majesty, so I'll skin you!"

"It's because the subordinates are not good at doing things!"

The old Yuan walked back and forth anxiously with his hands behind his back, "Is there any news about the person you sent out?"

"Already doing our best to investigate"

"I'll give you three days. If you can't find His Majesty, you'll die! ... Also, don't let other people know about this matter."

"Subordinates know"

"If you know it, don't go down to work! Useless things!"

Liu Ao seemed to have had a very long dream. When he woke up, he found that he was lying on the bed. He sat up abruptly, moved slightly, and with a "hiss", he moved to the wound on his arm, but there was no other place besides his arm. He didn't feel much, so he was relieved. It seemed that he hadn't been caught by that. He could smell a faint smell of medicine, and his arm seemed to have been bandaged, but... only a red patch was seen in front of him. He was blindfolded, and his hands were covered I was tied up, what kind of place is this?

At this time, there was a sound of pushing the door, and there were slight footsteps in the room at the right time.

"Who?!"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Liu Ao could feel someone sitting next to him, and the breath made people tense.

"You..." Before Liu Ao finished speaking, he was stunned suddenly, his chin was pinched and rubbed lightly, Liu Ao was only stunned for a moment, then he violently broke off the fingers on his chin, "Let me go!"

The man seemed to be smiling, and for a while, warmth came from his lips, and there was a faint fragrance of millet in his nose, it was millet porridge. Tone, but someone turned his head away violently, before he could react, there was a warm, scorching breath between his lips, he licked and kissed gently, and when he realized what it was, Liu Ao struggled violently, "Let it go...en" But The lips were licked by someone in the mouth, and when the jaw hurt, the tongue broke in, sucking and entangled with the tip of his tongue, as if to swallow him, the sound of entwining lips and teeth became louder and louder, at this moment Liu Ao pushed his mouth hard, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth instantly, the man stepped back abruptly, and hurriedly opened his jaw to see if he had bitten himself.

Liu Ao didn't notice this, panting heavily, "Try again! See if I don't bite off your tongue." Although he has a mild temper, he is also extremely angry at this time.

The man seemed to get up and walk away, but after a while he heard footsteps coming back, Liu Ao's whole body tensed up, and then he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, Liu Ao wanted to hold his breath, but the whole body His strength was slowly draining, and the silk tied around his wrist had been untied.

The familiar rice fragrance came to his mouth again, and he could only swallow it all without the strength to struggle. After using it up, the man stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth lightly, and then slowly kissed down, neck, to the His hot fingers slid into his collarbone, and he took out the shards of porcelain hidden in his waist. After a chuckle, the shards of porcelain fell to the ground.

Warm fingers rubbed against his waist, and the kiss gradually went down. When the scorching breath sprayed on his left chest, Liu Ao, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, suddenly lifted the person on his body and rolled out of the bed. But before he moved for a moment, someone grabbed his feet and dragged him to his body. His skin became even clearer. What was even worse was that the man let him sit on his body with his legs apart, and a hot buttock The object made Liu Ao want to bounce it up immediately, and pushed it with both hands, but it could only hang limply on his body. The man stripped off his robe, and finally kissed the red tassel.

"Woo..." Liu Ao suddenly made a sound, which made him feel cold all over. How could he make such a sound? He raised his hand and wanted to push his head away from his chest, but he could only make people do whatever he wanted, his whole body was numb and sucking. The voice of □ was getting louder and louder in his ears, even now Liu Ao couldn't see anything, he closed his eyes in embarrassment, until the Hongying on both sides were loved a lot, then the man slowly raised his head and looked at Gasping for breath, the bright red person was extremely happy.

Looking at the little thing that was already standing between his legs, and then at his painfully hard lower body, he peeled off his obscene pants, held the delicate little thing, and gently licked it.

"Wooen..." The red silk covering the eyes was already wet with sweat, and the thin cum was overflowing from the corner of the mouth, and the gurgling sound became louder and louder, Liu Ao bit his lower lip lightly, and sprayed it out from the man's hand , his head sank, and finally passed out.

Hu Teng knelt on the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Master Hou, give this subordinate another chance, if it wasn't for that black boy who disrupted the situation, this subordinate would have already succeeded."

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. How can there be so much nonsense?" The man in the dark turned around slowly, and it was Ah Hou Wang Tan Ping, turning the jade wrench in his hand, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "What did you just say?" Who is the black boy?"

"It was brought here by Zhang Fang, Marquis of Fuping. If he hadn't stopped him, his subordinates would have succeeded."

Wang Tanping paused in his hands, and seemed to think of something for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is that person? Did you kill him?"

"Damn my subordinates! I searched the entire building, but I couldn't find them."

Wang Tanping's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Order the people below to stop, I have my own plans for this matter."

"Yes"

Wang Tanping entered the palace early in the morning and asked to see him outside Weiyang Palace.

"Trouble Manager Yuan, let me know that I have something important to report."

The old man outside the palace, his expression unchanged, replied, "Your Majesty caught the wind and cold yesterday, and this morning, Mr. Sang from the Tai Hospital came to ask a doctor. He told you to take a good rest. You see, my servant can't do anything about it, Marquis."

"In this case, it should be that your Majesty's dragon body is the most important thing, and there is Lao Yuan in charge."

"Your Majesty is serious, serving His Majesty is the duty of a slave."

The accompanying palace people led their own Lord Hou, but they saw that his feet turned around, which was not the direction of leaving the palace.

In Zhaoyang Hall, Zhao Yuanqing was dressed in green clothes, as elegant as a fairy, with the fragrance of the freshly brewed tea, when he saw someone coming, he stood up politely, "Master Hou"

Wang Tanping nodded, and all the maids in the room retreated silently.

"Is this the tea you just brewed?" Walking to him and picking up the teacup on the table, Wang Tanping took a sip without waiting for his answer, "Sure enough, only you can brew this kind of taste."

"Lord Hou showed love"

Wang Tanping put down the teacup in his hand, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "I heard that His Majesty was ill yesterday, have you gone to see it?"

"I went there, but luckily I'm fine. Physician Sang saw it and asked me to rest for a few more days." Zhao Yuanqing said lightly, picked up the Buddhist scriptures on the table, and before he opened them, someone grabbed his wrist and slammed Pulled into his arms.

Wang Tanping hugged the person in his arms, the smell in his nose was elegant but intoxicating, he pecked lightly under his ear, and slowed down his voice, "Yuan Qing, I heard that His Majesty intends to let you out of the palace, and you can take advantage of this opportunity to leave the palace." Okay, I didn't want to force you, but...Yuan Qing, I'm in my thirties, it's better to go out of the palace to accompany me earlier." As he said, he picked up the person in his arms and walked towards the bed, the bed curtain slowly slipped down , entangled together by the faded robes, and the entangled figures in the tent let out thin moans.

After most of the incense in the room was burned, the voice in the bed curtains subsided, and the bed curtains were lifted halfway. Wang Tanping got off the bed, picked up the robes on the floor, put them on, and then kissed the sleeping man on the bed. The man who was sinking stretched out his hand to push open the hall door. Wang Tanping raised his eyes and saw Zhao Mi in a red robe sitting in the courtyard. After smiling, he closed the hall door gently with his backhand.

"Master Hou, Cuiyilou is my small business. How much money are you planning to pay me for making people make such a fuss?" Zhao Mi said in a slow tone because of the fog, smoking the pipe in his hand.

"How much is lost, just let someone come to the Hou's mansion to get it"

"Then thank Lord Hou here." Zhao Mi thanked lazily, with a somewhat arrogant attitude.

Wang Tanping smiled. Although the appearance of the two brothers was quite similar, in his opinion, Yuan Qing's demeanor was incomparable to him, and he stepped out of Zhaoyang Hall.

Sitting in the courtyard, Zhao Mi's eyes were full of resentment. No one saw that the palm of his left hand had been cut by his nails. The little snake in his sleeve crawled out smelling the sweet smell of blood, and happily sucked it around his palm. up.