After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

This is the first time Chang Ling has asked him for it for so long.

Even though the wedding ceremony has been performed, the little thing is still ignorant about that matter, he needs to guide and teach, and he can't even cater to the basics.

Zhao Yan's heart was wrapped in two emotions of disbelief and ecstasy at the same time.

"Let's go back."

He lowered his head and kissed Chang Ling's eyelashes, and said lovingly.

Chang Ling shook his head and hugged his waist tightly.

Zhaoyan thought that the little thing had regretted it again, and his heart went cold for a moment.

Chang Ling said: "Here."

"I want it now."

"I want it soon."

The tone is paranoid and domineering, like an unreasonable little devil.

There was a bang in Zhaoyan's head, and he felt countless sparks falling into his blood, igniting a prairie fire.

Yin Zhuben wondered why the little fox had been in for so long and hadn't come out yet. Seeing that it was getting late, she was about to ask Zhaoyan if she would drive directly to Huifeng Hall, but as soon as she approached the gate, she heard some unusual movements.

Even though he was quite old and half disabled, Yin Zhu couldn't help burning his ears, so he hurriedly drove the servants away, and ordered the guards not to allow anyone to approach the hall again.

It was not until the night was broken and the sky was about to dawn that there was no movement in the hall.

Zhaoyan's whole body was dripping with excitement, every hair from head to toe was silently excited, screaming, carnival, only felt that after one game, the fatigue of months of fighting had been dispelled, he couldn't help but understand that he was not a lustful person, No matter how many times he was teased by this little thing, he couldn't help himself.Chang Ling had fallen asleep curled up in his arms softly, his arms were still holding his waist stubbornly.The always empty and cold hall was filled with hot flashes that had never been seen before. Zhao Yan lowered his eyes, watching Chang Ling clinging to him like a little wild cat looking for a heat source, and couldn't help scratching the little thing's nose with his fingers. , There was a burst of love and pity in my heart.

This little thing is so attached to him, so inseparable from him.He should be more gentle and considerate to him, just like an ordinary husband.

Zhao Yan broke Chang Ling's hand for a while, put on his clothes and got up, went to find a blanket in the locker, and was about to wrap him up and carry him to the bathroom in the back hall, but just after returning to the case, he saw Chang Ling leaning against the wooden chair Leaning back, hands and feet huddled together, trembling all over, crystal clear sweat was densely covered on the forehead, and he was still muttering something.

Zhao Yan didn't understand the content of the babbling, guessing that the little thing might have had some kind of nightmare, he had a nightmare, unfolded the blanket, just about to wrap the person up, when the waist was hugged tightly again.

Chang Ling felt that he had once again fallen into the airtight space whose walls were covered with blood. No matter he was awake or asleep, the only thing he could smell was the smell of rust. The air was always thick and heavy, squeezed layer by layer. Between the throat and nose, in the chest cavity, suffocation and vomiting.He tried his best to breathe, exhausted his whole body to breathe, sweat kept coming out along the pores, but what he inhaled was a thicker fishy smell, he felt that he might really suffocate to death, a powerful and fierce His wild aura was suddenly like a whirlwind blade, splitting a gap in the layer upon layer of blood wall, and squeezed into his nostrils.

Although it was only a very thin strand, to him it was like a vigorous spring breeze and a blazing sun.

As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he tried his best to pursue the breath away, like a bee licking nectar, trying to let himself inhale more.

"what--"

In his sleep, Chang Ling uttered a weak and mournful scream, his nails dug deep into the psoas muscles of Zhaoyan's back, trembling, trembling again, until all the strength in his body was exhausted, and finally curled up softly into Zhaoyan's arms, completely quiet down.

Zhao Yan maintained a sculptural standing posture until dawn, not because he didn't want to continue to sleep, but because as soon as he moved, Chang Ling's two arms holding his waist would suddenly tighten, and they were originally soft. His body was also spring-loaded in an instant, followed by arching, and his mouth let out the unique whining sound of a spirit fox.Zhaoyan knew that it was a warning, warning him not to move.

This unreasonable little thing.

**

Zhaoyan had to go to the morning court, so he directly asked Yin Zhu to send Chang Ling back with a cloud car, and specifically explained that Chang Ling should not learn the rules today.

Chang Ling slept until it was bright, opened his eyes and saw that he was already in Huifeng Hall, went to the bathroom to take a bath, changed into a new silk robe, and let Shishi come in.

Shi Shi closed the door of the palace and said in a low voice: "Young master, it was found out. The thing really did not enter the inner court through normal channels, but was mixed in the carriage of the purchasing office. The connector was an internal attendant in charge of cleaning in Huifeng Palace. Ma Xiang's name is Ma Xiang. Ma Xiang's mother and younger sister both work in a merchant family surnamed Gu, and they are considered to be the sons of the Gu family. This merchant surnamed Gu has a daughter who is the ninth concubine of Zhang He, the leader of the Yelang tribe. , this Ma Xiang should be the eyeliner planted by the Night Wolf Department. In addition, the slaves accidentally discovered that not only the Night Wolf Department has planted eyeliner in the inner court."

"Which one else?"

Shitou said: "Chu Lang Department."

**

Spring came late in the Western Territory. Although it was already the end of March, a little bright yellow was lazily emerging from the branches of the trees, and large areas of bleak frozen green could be seen everywhere in the moat.

It was already evening, and the largest slave yard in Tianhuan City was still very noisy, filled with scolding and scolding from soldiers, groups of slaves with the word "slave" tattooed on their faces were still driven by officers and soldiers Working, loading huge iron stones of astonishing weight on the car, most of them are yellow and thin, ragged, barefoot, and don't even have shoes.There are people of all ages, from a stooped white-haired old man to children in their teens, men, women and children.

The hard work all day and all night has made them exhausted to the extreme, but if they slow down a little, they will be mercilessly abused by the supervisor next to them.

Next to the slave farm are tall furnaces, and slaves are also putting iron stones into the furnaces for refining, and further ahead are rows of huge model plates, and hot molten iron is directly poured into them through special pipes , were condensed into different shapes, and almost all the elite soldiers and sharp weapons in the Sirius Army were forged here.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and the ground was filled with smoke and dust, and a group of cavalry rushed in like a whirlwind.

"How about the batch of knives I asked you to make last time?"

The leader asked arrogantly.

The inspector immediately nodded and bowed to meet him, pretending to be a grandson to the other party, he said with a flattering smile: "The errands of the Night Wolf Department, when did the little one ever neglect, there are three hundred black iron swords, a lot of them, all of them have been installed The car, just wait for the general to come and count it."

"You're smart."

This man's name is Zhang Jing, and he is a fierce general under Zhang He in the Night Wolf Department. He serves as the right general in the Night Wolf Department.

Zhang Jing asked: "I heard that Chu Lang's department also wants to set the sword?"

"Yes." The inspector quietly pointed in the direction of the value house: "No, the leader Chu Shao came over in person and forced the subordinate officials to ship the goods, but there was no approval from the superiors, so how dare the subordinate officials make decisions without permission."

Zhang Jing got off his horse and went in without knocking on the door.

Sure enough, there were a few people inside, but apart from Chu Rui, the young leader of the Chu Lang Department, there were also two other groups, the Saber Tooth Department and the Wind Wolf Department.

Seeing Zhang Jing coming in in a big way, Chu Rui turned his head and refused to pay attention, the other two had already stood up and saluted Zhang Jing kindly.

"Hello, General Zhang." "Da An, General Zhang."

Zhang Jing waved his hand to make people sit down, stared at Chu Rui with a smile and said, "Young leader doesn't seem happy to see me."

Chu Rui sneered: "Our Chu Lang Department is a small family, how dare we sit at the same table with your big men from the Night Wolf Department."

"Don't stab like this as soon as you meet." Zhang Jing sat down and asked: "Why are you so angry, don't you want to make a new knife, just let Da Zhuguo approve it."

Chu Rui took a sip of wine and said, "It would be easy if that was the case. But now the matter of criticizing the red is no longer under the control of Dazhu State, but under the Bingmatai. To put it bluntly, it is the emperor's dictatorship."

"As I said at Bingmatai, this time the king went to Qingqiu, the consumption was huge, the treasury suffered a serious loss, and all ministries had to cut expenses, except for the Xuanling cavalry directly under the king's command, the Qinglang department and...you night wolves Department, the other [-] departments will not make new weapons this year."

Chu Rui didn't ask for the next words.

Everyone belongs to the sixteen tribes, and they all started with Laojun. The Qinglang tribe is nothing more than that. It is the face of the Dazhu Kingdom. Why can the Yelang tribe enjoy the same treatment as the Xuanling cavalry? They Chulang The Ministry can only watch others eat meat, not even soup.In terms of merit, scale, and level of bravery and combat proficiency, their Chu Lang Division clearly did not lose to the Night Wolf Division at all.

This is also the reason why he has no good face towards Zhang Jing.

"Your Majesty, what you have done is unreasonable."

Zhang Jing didn't seem to mind his attitude: "No matter how tight the national treasury is, we can't extract oil from us. Today, Tianhuancheng was built by the Sixteen Departments following Laojun's sword and gun. This is not something that clearly chills the soldiers. What. Didn’t you go to Dazhu Kingdom to try?”

Chu Rui said: "Dazhu Kingdom is recuperating behind closed doors now, and doesn't care much about court affairs at all."

Zhang Jing sighed: "Yes, Dazhu Kingdom is getting older, and its courage is not as strong as before. It is said that this time when he went to Qingqiu, the emperor actually handed over two cities full of aura to Yu for the sake of a Boyan blood. It’s okay for people to be imprisoned in the monster-locking platform and tortured slowly, but they were raised in the palace, and they didn’t even care about killing their father. Isn’t this a slap in the face? The outsider is so generous, the city can give it, it is harsh to us .The Dazhu Kingdom didn’t even care about it, and let the king do whatever he wanted.”

The two members of the Saber Tooth Department and the Wind Wolf Department couldn't sit still anymore.

"Who says it's not? All the ministries have been discussing this for the past two days. The fox tribe is the best at seductive tricks, and most of them used some kind of sorcery to seduce the king. No one can think of a way to deal with this fox cub? Old gentleman The enemy above can be forgotten, but we cannot forget!"

Another person said: "Naturally, I think about it, but it's not easy to do it in the inner court."

Zhang Jing said with a leisurely smile: "If there is anything difficult to do, as long as you want to do it, you can do it naturally."

Seeing his confident appearance, the two of them had a flash of inspiration in their minds, and said happily, "Does General Zhang have a plan?"

Zhang Jing lowered his voice and said something.

The other two immediately gave their thumbs up and laughed loudly: "Good trick, general, now, that little fox is going to wet the bed in fright!"

Just as he was talking, a ragged figure rushed in, threw himself in front of Zhang Jing, and cried, "I beg the general to save my son! He drank unclean water and had a fever for three days and three nights! If he dies It won't work!"

The people in the saber-tooth department immediately screamed: "Where did the dirty things come from, hurry up and drag it down!"

The two soldiers who came in immediately dragged and dragged the middle-aged man gagged and dragged away. The inspector bent over outside the door, carefully apologizing: "I am negligent, and I disturbed you adults. These Fuyu people really Too cunning, I will teach you a lesson severely."

At this moment, Chu Rui suddenly said: "Just now he said that his son is dying of illness, find a medical officer, and don't kill anyone."

"Yes, yes." The governor said indifferently: "Once the water in the moat melts, there will be plagues almost every spring. Just boil some herbs, it doesn't matter."

Several people drank for a while, and then dispersed.

**

When Zhao Yan came back at night, he saw Ming Yuan directing his servants to come in and out, the hall was in a hurry, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ming Yuan stepped forward, saluted, bowed and said: "Back to Your Majesty, the Young Master Changling suddenly developed a rash, the medical officer is currently treating him, Your Majesty must not get close to avoid infection."

Yin Zhu followed Zhao Yan, his face changed when he heard this, and he said anxiously: "The beginning of spring is the peak time for rashes, if it is contagious, it will be troublesome, your majesty, don't take care of the dragon's body."

Zhao Yan ignored it, threw the Qilin to the guards, and walked up the steps.

Ming Yuan and Yin Zhu were shocked at the same time.

Ming Yuan directly rushed up to block the entrance of the main hall, and said excitedly: "The slave is ordered by the Dazhu Kingdom to protect the safety of the king, and he would rather die than let the king be in danger."

Zhao Yan kicked him away directly, and walked into the hall.

Compared with the outside, the dormitory was much quieter. The medical officer was standing in front of the bed, applying a special potion on Chang Ling's rash, and two servants were standing beside him holding towels and copper basins.

Seeing Zhaoyan coming in suddenly with a gloomy expression, the medical officer quickly stopped his movements to salute, and did not dare to say nonsense such as "This place is dangerous, please leave quickly, Your Majesty". The two servants also dropped their things in fright. , kneeling on the ground.

As soon as Zhao Yan approached, Chang Ling, who was lying quietly, quickly covered his face with the quilt.

Zhao Yan laughed: "You have never seen this before, and you are still doing this."

He stretched out his hand to pull the quilt away, but the medical officer stopped him anxiously: "Your Majesty, you must not."

"This rash may be contagious. If you injure the dragon's body, you will die and you will not be able to atone for your sin."

Zhao Yan didn't insist, he came in mainly to confirm the condition of this little thing, seeing that the person was quite energetic, and there should be no serious problems, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Why did you suddenly develop a rash?"

The doctor said: "After all, the young master has just come to the western region, and it may be that he is not acclimatized to the environment."

Zhaoyan asked again: "When will I be able to retreat?"

"Short is three to five days, late is less than half a month..."

"It's too long." Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by the young Xinjun: "I will give you three days at most. No matter what method you use, the rash must disappear."

Let him not touch this little thing for half a month, isn't it against him on purpose.

The medical officer didn't dare to say anything, so he kowtowed and nodded.

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