After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

Chang Ling took off his cloak, walked over obediently, and this time straddled his lap directly, facing him, stretched out his arms to wrap around his neck, and whispered: "Madam Jun is the mother of the King, his imperial edict Ling, I dare not not go."

"Oh, I don't know, you are so sensible."

Zhao Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and his pupils were shining with dark red light, like a hunter crouching in the dark night observing his prey.He held Chang Ling's waist with both palms, brought him forward, and said softly: "But I told you that in this Tianhuan City, you belong to me alone. You carry me on your back. Jun, you are so impatient to hook up with others, do you want to find another tall branch to give me a cuckold? Is this how you look down on me?"

He asked half-truthfully.

Chang Ling's dark eyes flickered, and he immediately shook his head.

He could clearly feel that the person in front of him was trying to suppress a certain emotion, an emotion more terrifying than anger.He has always known that this person is unpredictable and moody, so since he came to Sirius, he has been trying his best to behave obediently and obediently, trying not to irritate him.But his going to Beigong today obviously touched this person's back.

Zhaoyan squinted his eyes, looked deeply at the little prey in front of him, suddenly turned over abruptly, and trapped him in the chair.And in Chang Ling's horrified eyes, he pulled Chang Ling's two legs and put them on his shoulders.

This dangerous position made the elder spirit struggle violently.

Zhaoyan sneered, untied the Xuanyu belt directly, and tied those two flailing arms to the backrest.

"Tell me, what did my mother tell you?"

Accompanied by this question, he suppressed his whole body, like a beast lurking in the shadows, exuding a strong killing intent all over his body.

"Huh? Ask you something?"

Zhaoyan's face was gloomy, with thick bloodshot eyes continuously appearing, and his body was pressed down again.There is no barrier between the two, and they are almost tightly fitted together.

Changling had nowhere to rely, his back was squeezed between the narrow seats, his body was almost bent in two, his eyes were fogged by the whiplash on his back, and he whispered: "Say... say him It's a member of the fox clan... no, I don't like the wolf clan..."

"anything else?"

Zhaoyan pressed down again.

Chang Ling's eyes went dark from the pain, and after a while, the end of his eyes turned red, he gasped and said, "Also, you wolf clansmen are all, all cold-blooded and ruthless..."

Even at this time, the little thing's voice is timid and weak, like a kitten, it makes people's hearts itch, and even the hostility that is churning in the apex of their hearts is greatly eliminated.

This little thing is used to seduce him, bewitch him, deceive him with this delicate appearance, and even cooperate with outsiders to stab him.It's all his fault for spoiling him too much these past two days, making him forget his own identity.

Zhaoyan's eyes were even more bloodshot, staring at the little thing's watery and red like rabbit-like eyes and that snowy and sweaty neck, resisting the urge to tear this damned little thing into pieces, and closed his eyes. After staring for a moment, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't he pull you to rebel with him?"

Chang Ling's heaving chest slowed down by two beats.But at least there was still a sliver of reason, and he shook his head quickly under the gaze of those two sullen eyes.

Zhao Yan stared deeply at the small prey in the chair, the bloodshot eyes had receded, but replaced by the usual gloomy and sharp, it was hard to tell whether he believed it or not.

Chang Ling thought he would do something else, but Zhao Yan straightened up slowly, standing up in a moody manner, and only flicked his fingers on Chang Ling's forehead with a strong sense of warning: "Dare to follow the nonsense and try!" .”

Chang Ling froze for a moment, but couldn't dodge, a red mark appeared on his forehead immediately.

Zhaoyan glanced at it, moved the fingers in his sleeve, but finally resisted to move.

Chang Ling saw that he was tidying up his lapel in a slow manner, as if he was about to leave, he quickly turned his body to show that his hands were still tied.

Zhaoyan looked indifferent, as if he didn't see it, and ignored it.

Chang Ling struggled anxiously, and the chair knocked loudly.

"What's the hurry, I haven't rewarded you enough for your seductive appearance."

Zhaoyan sneered, and left him to hang out for quite a while, until Chang Ling struggled so hard that his wrists turned red and almost brought the chair down, then he kindly untied the black jade belt.

Chang Ling wanted to move immediately, but was caught by Zhao Yan.

"Don't run, come here and change my clothes first."

He seemed to be in a good mood again, and the corners of his lips curled up to order.

Already accustomed to his moody temper, Chang Ling gritted his teeth, first gathered up his scattered inner garment and silk robe, and then slid down from the half-person-high chair enduring the discomfort, and picked up the piece from the ground. Put on a black robe for him.

"button."

Zhao Yan raised his chin slightly, and pointed at the lapel.

Chang Ling was a head shorter than him, so he had to hold his toes to get it.As a result, the neckline that had just been closed inevitably spread to both sides. Zhaoyan saw the snowy neck dangling in front of his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and stretched out his hand to pick up the bloody bell attached to the little thing's collarbone. Said: "What are you doing shutting your mouth, and untie the spell next time when you go to bed."

"Maybe let me listen to it—which voice sounds better."

It just so happened that the last button was also buttoned. Like a kitten with long fur, it gave him an angry look, turned around and ran away, hiding far away.

Zhaoyan laughed loudly, opened the palace door and walked out.

"Your Majesty."

Yin Zhu, who had been kneeling outside with her head bowed, immediately crouched down and saluted.

Taking a sneak peek into the hall through the light, I saw Chang Ling holding his cloak and hiding behind the chair, looking at the door of the hall vigilantly, except for his black hair, which was a little disheveled, his eyes were sharp and he looked unscathed appearance.

I can't help guessing that this little fox is very lucky, so openly disobeying the emperor's will, he can still live with all his tail and tail.What's more, this little fox did not know what kind of sorcerer's magic was used. In less than half an hour, he was able to calm down the anger of the emperor, and let the furious emperor walk out of the palace calmly.

Feeling the pressure of the cold gaze from above, Yin Zhu quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to look around.

"It's all due to the negligence of this old slave, please punish me severely!"

Yin Zhu knocked his head three times.

Zhao Yan said: "Starting today, the ban on Huifeng Palace has been lifted, you don't have to stop him from going wherever he likes."

Yin Zhu was stunned: "Then the North Palace..."

"Let him go too."

Yin Zhu's back froze, thinking that your lord was furious, and said in panic: "Your lord calm down, it's all because of the old slave's negligence. In the future, the old slave will definitely..."

"Are you negligent?" Zhao Yan sneered suddenly: "You know that I am taboo, and you didn't try to stop people back after learning the news, but leaked the news to my ears as soon as possible. negligence."

Yin Zhu's face turned pale.

Zhaoyan sneered: "I know that you all want this little thing to die, and you don't want me to be nice to him. But I just want you to know that no one else wants to touch my things except me. Every penny."

"For your father's sake this time, I will spare your life and go to the Demon Locking Platform to get a hundred sticks. Next time, you, the chief of the inner court, won't have to do it."

Yin Zhu trembled all over, knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "I know my mistake, I thank you for your kindness."

That's right, he was not reconciled, not reconciled to the son of the enemy who killed the old gentleman living in the inner court with good food and drink, not only did not have to pay any price, but also enjoyed the favor of the new monarch.That's why the people from Beigong were allowed to take the little fox away.

After staying in the palace for so many years, he naturally knew where the new king Ni Lin was.

He thought that the new king would lose his mind in a rage, but he didn't expect that the new king could see through his mind. Not only did he not punish the little fox, but he also allowed him to enter and leave Huifeng Palace freely.This is really inconsistent with Xinjun's style of being vigorous and resolute and not rubbing sand in his eyes.

He has served two generations of kings in a row, and he thinks that no one can surpass him in understanding the king's heart. He was really confused and couldn't figure it out when he suddenly encountered such a strange situation.

"Who pushed him out of the palace today?"

Zhao Yan suddenly asked a question.

All the servants in the whole palace knelt down silently, not daring to vent their breath, as the minutes passed, it was like a blunt knife cutting through people's hearts.

"No one recognizes?"

Zhaoyan's tone remained calm: "If that's the case, then we'll kill them all."

Everyone raised their heads in horror.Although the reputation of the new monarch as cold-blooded and violent has been spread in various forms in the former court and the inner court, this is the first time they have seen it.Soon, someone dared to point out: "It is... Zang Neiguan."

Zang Mastiff's pupils shrank sharply, and crawled up in front of Zhaoyan with hands and feet, tremblingly said: "No, no, I don't have any, it's clear that the little fox is plotting something wrong on his own, and wants to hook up with Beigong..."

"That's right, the servant also saw that it was Zang's internal officer who led the head of the Northern Palace to the sleeping hall." Many servants in the palace had been bullied by the Zang Mastiff, and they did not dare to offend him because of the terrifying reputation of the Demon Locking Terrace. Seeing that the new king was furious at this moment, they all spoke one after another.

"A bunch of nonsense!" Zang Mastiff shrank his pupils, climbed up in front of Zhaoyan with hands and feet, and said in a trembling voice: "No, no, your lord has learned from you, but the slaves don't have it. It's clear that the little fox is plotting something wrong and trying to hook up with Beigong... ..."

"Beigong, Goulian."

With a blank expression on his face, Zhao Yan repeated these two words through gritted teeth, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"No, it's not..." Zang Mastiff trembled like chaff.

Zhao Yan announced directly and indifferently: "Delay, the inner alchemy will be abolished, thrown into the hard labor department, and will never be hired."

**

In the next few days, when Mu Hua had nothing to do, he asked Chang Ling to eat cakes in Beigong. Chang Ling was in charge of eating, and Mu Hua was in charge of talking.But Mu Hua never revealed his rebellion plan in detail, nor did he ask Chang Ling to do anything, as if they really had nothing to do before sitting together for afternoon tea.

"During this time, you must have suffered a lot, right?"

Seeing Chang Ling gnawing on the pastry and not speaking, Mu Hua asked with pity.

Chang Ling naturally understood what kind of suffering he called "suffering", but in the past few days, Zhaoyan really didn't make things difficult for him. To be precise, he never came to Huifeng Palace at all.I don't know what to do.

Chang Ling was able to sleep until dawn every day, and his life was quite good.Except for the severe bruises on the wrists, which have not disappeared, all the traces on the body have disappeared.

Seeing that Chang Ling still didn't make a sound, Mu Hua acquiesced in the answer, and sighed softly: "That son of my palace is paranoid, suspicious, and sensitive, and he is more vicious and violent than the old one. For our great cause, I have really suffered for you."

"But don't worry, when the rebellion succeeds, Tianhuan City will no longer be able to trap us."

Chang Ling gnawed a piece of plum cake, and said: "The new king not only has the Xuanling cavalry behind him, but also the sixteen Sirius. Is Madam really confident that the rebellion will be successful?"

Mu Hua smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Don't worry, the matter of soldiers and horses is arranged by me, you don't have to worry about it. You just need to be his pillow obediently. You will be in my hands The sharpest and deadliest knife."

Chang Ling has no interest in being a knife for others, seeing that he still refuses to reveal his cards, he bids his farewell and leaves.I racked my brains and thought all the way, but I couldn't figure out where Mrs. Jun could squeeze out soldiers and horses.

**

Back at Huifeng Palace, Chang Ling asked Shi Shi: "Is there no news from Tangyue yet?"

Shitou shook his head: "For the past two days, the servant has been using messenger flowers to contact him, but there is still no reply."

Seeing that Chang Ling remained silent, Shi Shi thought that the young master was overly disappointed, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, young master, brother Tangyue has always been cautious in his actions, even if there is any trouble, he will definitely try to leave clues for the young master. "

Chang Ling has never doubted this point. They have known each other for many years. They are not only close friends, but also subordinates of monarchs and ministers who can confide in their hearts. They have already reached various tacit understandings that need not be said.

Chang Ling's only worry now is that Zhao Yan seems to have lifted the ban on Huifeng Palace and allowed him to come and go freely, but in fact he has arranged stricter guards in the dark, and Tangyue has no chance to come in.

Without the news from Tangyue, he would be like a deaf man, ignorant of the outside world, and let Mrs. Jun lead him by the nose.

He must at least know his hole cards, and then decide...whether to join him or not.

Chang Ling sat up at once.

Seeing the young master pretending to be a dead body, Shi Shi stared straight ahead, wondering what he was thinking, and was startled: "Young master..."

"Can you cook?"

Chang Ling turned his head and asked this question.

Shi Shi was stunned: "Huh?"

Chang Ling thought about it seriously, and said: "The best soup is chicken soup, fish soup, pork rib soup, soft-shelled turtle soup, turtle soup...any kind of soup is fine."

Shi Shi turned pale with fright: "Young master, do you want this?"

Chang Ling said: "Bring him soup."

"……he?"

Chang Ling nodded.

Although he didn't want to take the initiative to approach that person at all, but if he wanted to find a legitimate reason to go out, he still had to use, no, use that person.

With the help of Shitou, Chang Ling made a fair-looking black-bone chicken soup.

"Why do you make black chicken soup?"

Chang Ling asked while sprinkling green onions on the soup.

He originally wanted to make turtle soup.

The tortoise is small, just throw it into the pot and cook it. The black-bone chicken looks strange, and it has to be plucked and treated, which is really troublesome.

Shi Shi also had no life experience, so he explained bravely: "Black-bone chicken soup is nourishing, suitable for all ages, and it is very popular among the people. Turtle soup, firstly, it takes too long to simmer, and secondly... it doesn't sound very good. What if the tyrant thinks that the young master is turning a corner and scolding him."

Chang Ling reluctantly accepted these two reasons, put the soup into a food box, and went out with the stone.

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