Your Majesty, please think twice [Transmigration Book]

The dinner party started, and the singers danced enchantingly in the hall, and the sound of silk and bamboo was charming and not vulgar.

The palace is magnificent, and the pillars in the palace are coiled with flying dragons, which looks magnificent.

Xuan Yi saw the man, and this time he looked carefully, not as hastily as last time.

Xuan Yi looked at Lou Zhao in the interlaced light and shadow.

Lou Zhao is wearing gorgeous casual clothes today, and his gestures and gestures carry a majestic aura of dominating the world.

This man is very handsome, looks imposing, with a kind of sharpness in his brows and eyes, he seems to be in a high position all year round, so he is not easy to get along with.

Lou Zhao noticed that someone was watching, looked up, and met Xuan Yi's probing eyes halfway, Xuan Yi raised his glass in embarrassment, Lou Zhao picked up the wine glass and raised it in Xuan Yi's direction, He drank it all in one gulp, and the maid next to him filled up the wine with great insight.

The original owner should be bored with this kind of scene, because I don’t know how many times I have done it since I was young, but Lou Zhao is full of interest and high spirits. He used to have a birthday, but I don’t know what day it is. It’s a new birthday. Another year older.

He admired the dance on the field. Although it didn't like women, it didn't prevent him from admiring the softness of such women.

The girl who led the dance was very good-looking, with exquisite facial features, and she danced beautifully. What's more, her eyes were moving and she looked merciful, but when she looked at Shanglou Zhao, she became very serious and danced very honestly. .

Lou Zhao took a sip of his wine, and looked at a place next to him from the corner of his eye.

At this meeting, many people were looking at Lou Zhao, those ministers of civil and military affairs, those foreign envoys, Yan Binghe who had complicated eyes and didn't know what he wanted to express, Xuan Yi who was probing, and Song Changxi who hardly looked up at him.

This is Song Changxi himself, there is no need for a substitute, not many people on the field looked at Song Changxi, but he is just an abandoned son of the Song Kingdom, there is nothing to pay attention to, Yan Binghe and Xuan Yi looked at him a few times, But it passed by.

Song Changxi was probably the quietest person in this meeting, because he was going to attend Lou Zhao's birthday dinner, Song Changxi didn't wear white clothes like before, but changed into smoky blue clothes, which complemented his temperament like blue.

Everyone is talking and laughing at Yanyan, no matter whether it is true or not, there are deep or shallow smiles on their faces, only Song Changxi still looks like ice and snow, only drinking slowly with his head down, not talking to others .

Lou Zhao glanced in his direction intentionally or unintentionally, hiding very well, only Song Changxi raised his eyes to see it, and Lou Zhao curled his lips.

Song Changxi looked at that handsome face, he could tell that today he was very happy, he always maintained a cold and majestic face, today he was smiling, very good-looking.

The wine slid down his throat, Song Changxi watched Lou Zhao's throat throbbing, looked at the red lips polished by the wine, and thought of the appearance of the drunk Lou Zhao obediently and submissively under him on the New Year's Eve.

Lou Zhao glanced away and turned away, looking at Xuan Yi who had been wanting to talk to him but was embarrassed, and felt that this little virgin was quite amusing.

I don't know if he was drunk, but Lou Zhao always felt that his left minister looked at him strangely, his younger brother also looked strangely at him, Yan Binghe was also weird, and the little virgin was also weird.

There is an inexplicable feeling that I have become a blind, rich and handsome man, and everyone is falling in love with my heartthrob. I must be drunk. As for the villain being weird, isn’t that normal? I always feel that he wants to Drag me to a corner to have sex.

Unbeknownst to Lou Zhao, above the eaves of the palace, the atmosphere is not so good, even tense.

No. [-] watched the man in black with a mask warily.

Qi Sha looked excitedly at the dark guard who was hiding in the dark and suddenly flashed out to stop him. After fighting with this dark guard last time, he couldn't forget it for a long time.

Seven kills has no desire for sight, only to be able to find someone who fights with him every day, he practiced assassination, and he doesn't like to slash and slash in an open manner, and it just so happens that this secret guard's kung fu is similar, after all Is there any hidden guard who would fight and kill in an open and honest manner, and he is not interested in any kind of love or sincere liking, so Qi Sha decisively shifted his target, wanting to let the emperor's hidden guard and He fights once, ah no, several fights.

"Play a game with me."

Qisha stood on the roof, looking at Yihao who was far away from him.

No. [-] didn't speak, just watched Qisha silently, silently expressing his rejection, without the order of the master, no private fight.

"Then if I want to assassinate him, you always fight with me?"

Seven kills felt eager to try.

"Three thousand forbidden troops, all arrows fired."

Number one seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Seven Kills was not afraid, so he was about to lift the tiles and jump off, but was stopped by No. [-], and the two began to fight in a small area.

"It can't be opened here, let's go, let's go elsewhere."

No. [-] didn't move, as if he wanted to guard the palace even if the sky fell.

"You are not afraid that I will fight you on it, and then the roof tiles will be broken. It is your master who is ashamed."

Seven kills also acted casually.

"nearby."

One hesitated for a moment.

"Okay, no problem, don't worry, I'm not here to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Mu Zhixing sat on the top of the palace, humming a song, watching the two figures fighting together not far away, cross-legged and listening to the sound of silk and bamboo not far away.

What's the point of fighting and killing all day long? Wouldn't it be a good thing to see beauties admiring the flowers, but how would he pick this huge man-eating flower in the deep palace?

Mu Zhixing regards flower pickers as his profession, but he is not a low-end flower picker who eats tofu and then ruins his innocence. He just likes to appreciate women's beauty that is different from reserved ones. Write a love letter by hand, and leave after losing the novelty.

Recently, he has not been in the mood to flirt with others, his mind is full of thinking about the emperor sitting in the palace, he has flirted with so many girls, this is the first time for this man.

It's just that he has things he must know and do, but how can he make the emperor in the deep palace interested in him.

If he went in directly and asked if he wanted to sleep, would he end up being dragged out dead?

But if he is placed in the lower position...if...it is for the thing that must be known, and he is willing to fight, then the question arises, how can he climb onto the dragon bed without being discovered?

Mu Zhixing doesn't have the concept of Lou Zhao defending himself like a jade, not many men in high positions would guard their bodies for someone like their male favourite, especially if that man is the emperor.

Everyone thought so, including Song Changxi.

No one would think that the emperor must be devoted to a man.

Lou Zhao: I am really a loyal dog!