The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (48)

Young people can't help being excited.

In the end, of course, the little emperor did not let Shu Le go.

After a lingering cloud and rain, Shu Le was finally served comfortably by Zhou Sui, feeling that the fire that had been simmering for a day had finally vented out, and he was so happy that he would ascend to heaven.

Shu Le's waist softened, and she got out of Zhou Sui's arms with some disgust, and opened the curtain to get out of bed.

But Zhou Sui dragged him back to the couch.

Zhou Sui's eyes were vigilant and subtly unconfident: "It's over, if you don't rest, where are you going?"

Shu Le lowered his eyes, and pushed Zhou Sui's hand away expressionlessly, with a ruthless look.

He leaned sorely on the carved pillar of the phoenix couch, and there were still marks on his body.

Shu Le frowned, and said, "Naturally, I have to rest. It's just that the couch is filthy and needs to be cleaned up by the palace servants."

Zhou Sui froze for a moment, only to realize that the mattress room was really too difficult to describe.

A few seconds later, Zhou Sui also stood beside Shu Le.

The palace guards on duty quickly trotted in and replaced the sticky beds and re-laid them with clean ones.

During the waiting time, Zhou Sui looked at Shu Le awkwardly for a few times, and suddenly said: "In the past, you always couldn't get out of bed after finishing sex with me, but today you can move around as usual, but your body is better?"

Shu Le narrowed his eyes lazily, as if he had thought about it seriously, and said quietly: "Maybe His Majesty is a little tired today."

So I can't do it anymore.

Zhou Sui suddenly discovered that he can always miraculously understand the meaning of the second half of Shu Le's unspoken words.

But he didn't know how to refute.

Seeing that Zhou Sui was still stuck in place, Shu Le took the lead in laying down happily, poked the system and said: Tong!It feels like the little emperor is really working hard to prove himself this time!

The system said indifferently: Are you happy?

Shu Le said: Cool!It is definitely better to have an automatic pile driver to serve than to do it manually!I don't like to do it myself!

System: ...Okay, wash up and sleep.

Shu Le readily agreed, and cried after a while: I want to sleep too!The little emperor is always baking pancakes next to me, I can't sleep!

The system was silent for a rare moment, and said quietly: He has been looking at you with complicated eyes.

Shu Le: Oh, it's scary. Not only did he just finish fucking me, but he also raped Lele in the middle of the night, Lele is so scared.

System: ...Can I show my face?

Shu Le said: Is he doubting that he can't do it at such a young age?Did I hit him? !

The system desolately said: It is possible...

Shu Le sighed, and discussed rationally with the system: Actually, the little emperor's skills are not bad. After all, he is young and powerful, but he knows too few tricks, so he is not satisfied.

The system said: Didn't he do it twice? !

Shu Le said: Twice can't change the fact that he has few tricks.Forget it, make do with it.

After lying down for a while, Shu Le said again: Oh, I guess this is the most embarrassing time he fucked me.

system:……

Shu Le: But what does it have to do with me, anyway, it's fine if I feel good, hehehe.

System: Shut up, hot chicken.

Shu Le shut up contentedly.

Then happily, Zhou Sui fell asleep while tossing and turning like pancakes.

Even when Zhou Sui woke up the next day, he still didn't wake up.

Just arrived at Maoshi, Fuquan stood up to serve Zhou Sui, and accidentally glanced into the gauze tent of Feng couch.

The person on the inner side of the tent still had his eyes closed, and seemed to be sleeping very soundly.

Except for a gorgeous face that was exposed outside, the rest was not revealed at all.

Fuquan glanced at Zhou Sui furtively, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to invite the Empress to have dinner with you?"

Zhou Sui was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Shu Le in the brocade quilt, and said hesitantly, "No need."

Fuquan nodded in agreement, and then waited for Zhou Sui to put on his dragon boots, and the two walked out of the hall one after the other.

When he arrived at the outer hall, Fuquan routinely served Zhou Sui the daily morning tea, and respectfully said: "Your Majesty, please."

Zhou Sui did have the habit of drinking ginseng tea, firstly, to refresh his mind, secondly, it can also nourish Qi and essence——

Only today, Zhou Sui looked at the hot cup of ginseng tea in front of him, but didn't reach out to take it.

Seeing that Zhou Sui didn't intend to drink, Fu Quan said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with today's tea?"

Zhou Sui's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly said, "No need."

Fuquan didn't immediately comprehend Zhou Sui's meaning, so he pondered for a while and said, "The servant asked the palace servants to take away the tea, so that His Majesty can bring it up again when needed?"

Zhou Sui paused: "From now on, there is no need to prepare ginseng tea in the morning. I am still young, so I don't need to drink ginseng tea to nourish my kidneys and nourish my essence."

Fuquan: "..."

Fuquan knelt down silently and replied: "Go back to Your Majesty, this servant knows."

Only then did Zhou Sui nodded in satisfaction.

It was still early at this time, and after washing, the sky was still not bright.

Looking out from Fengqi Palace, it is all gray and gray.

Zhou Sui refused to take part in the tea, and after eating breakfast, he finally calmed down a bit, and then asked Fuquan, "How about Shu Le's antidote?"

Fuquan said: "The servant has already gone to the imperial hospital to get it back. From today onwards, I can serve the empress to take the medicine."

Zhou Sui said: "I remember, the medicine book left by Prime Minister Gao said that it is enough to persuade the medicine for two years?"

Fuquan bowed and said: "Return to Your Majesty, the servant has confirmed again. As long as the medicine is used continuously, the poison will be detoxified after two years."

Zhou Sui nodded: "Find a reliable candidate yourself, watch Shu Le take the medicine on time every day, don't let him play tricks and pour the medicine down."

Fuquan responded, "I will personally supervise this, Your Majesty, don't worry."

Zhou Sui casually gave a "hmm" and said nothing more, reached out and took a few memorials next to him and flipped through them twice.

Fuquan who stood beside him hesitated for a while, and then said: "But Your Majesty... what excuse did you give the Empress to take medicine? During his stay in the palace, he never took other medicines except for the routine wound medicine."

Zhou Sui frowned: "I have to give you a reason for such a trivial matter?!"

Fuquan shrank his neck in fright, and immediately knelt down: "I dare not!"

Zhou Sui didn't seem to want to get angry anymore, he frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Just say that it's the tonic I found for him, if he wants to return to the battlefield to be a general in the future, he can give it to me obediently." medicine."

Fuquan said in admiration, "Your Majesty is wise."

"Shengming?"

Zhou Sui pondered the word in his mouth, and said with a sneer, "Since I'm so wise, I haven't seen him thank me."

Fuquan immediately guessed who Zhou Sui was talking about, and lowered his head, not daring to answer.

Zhou Sui paused, and said, "By the way, when are Shu Hongyi and Wen Rong going to leave today?"

Fuquan replied: "Your Majesty, General Shu and General Wen will pay homage to you outside the palace gate with the generals, and then set off for their respective residences together."

Zhou Sui tapped lightly with his fingers on the table, stood up and said, "It's about time. Let's go, follow me to the palace gate."

The sky was dimly bright, the sun was only slightly exposed, and even the temperature was cool.

The gale of winter blows.

Especially on the palace wall with golden carvings and green tiles, the coldness of the towering height is even more obvious.

Zhou Sui put on a deep purple cloak, stood on the beacon tower of the palace wall, looking down at the generals of the Hou Zhou who lined up in front of the palace gate.

Shu Hongyi and Wen Rong were divided into two armies and stood in front of the formation.

Seeing Zhou Sui standing on the palace wall at the same time, the two teams immediately knelt down and shouted in unison: "Long live Your Majesty—"

This scene is indeed very familiar.

It's just that the person kneeling there not long ago was replaced by Shu Le.

Zhou Sui paused for a moment before saying, "Pingshen."

Since ancient times, power can make people stand on a high place, and only by standing on a high place can one see more clearly.

Zhou Sui looked down.

Shu Hongyi was wearing a black military uniform, and the Northwest Army led by him was kneeling on one side.

His back was no longer as straight as it was when Zhou Suichu met him, and he looked hunched. The cold morning wind brought up the few strands of white hair on Shu Hongyi's temples, which made him feel more desolate.

On the other side is the Southwest Army led by Wen Rong.

Instead of Shu Hongyi in charge of the Southwest Tiger Talisman, Wen Rong didn't panic at all, and even had an indescribable chicness.

Although he was standing under the palace wall, when he looked up at Zhou Sui, he curled his mouth and smiled.

Zhou Sui frowned.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but the provocative flavor in Wen Rong's smile is really strong.

However, before Zhou Sui could think about it, the clarion call rang out.

The farewell wine was brought up, and the crisp sound of porcelain cracking followed.

Then they waited for Wen Rong's bowl.

A simple white porcelain bowl filled with spirits was brought to Wen Rong.

Wen Rong reached out to take it, but didn't drink it. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and raised it towards Zhou Sui from a distance.

Zhou Sui frowned and looked over.

Wen Rongyang said: "The expedition is imminent, and I need to respect your Majesty for a drink, and I hope your Majesty will give you a drink."

Zhou Sui glanced at Wen Rong, and said slowly, "Oh? Why do you respect me?"

Wen Rong smiled recklessly, as if she was really very happy.

Holding the wine bowl high, he paused every word, and said loudly: "I respect your majesty's kindness to the tiger talisman, and I ordered my minister to assume the title of general and take charge of the southwestern garrison."

"His Majesty Er respects you for giving me the opportunity to lead the army to the expedition."

"His Majesty Three Respects..."

There was a slight pause in Wen Rong's voice, and he picked up the wine bowl with both hands and drank it.

As the spirits entered his throat, there was a crisp sound of broken porcelain.

Wen Rong wiped the corner of his mouth, and said with a bright smile, "His Majesty Sanjing is generous——"

"Gift minister, life wish."

Wen Rong lifted his uniform, knelt down, and saluted Zhou Sui.

The sun was slightly warm, and the silver helmet on Wen Rong's body was shining brightly. Coupled with the smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't look like a general about to go to war.

Rather, it looked like a winner who had already returned triumphantly and took control of the overall situation.

On the palace wall, Fu Quan bowed his body, looked at Zhou Sui's sinking expression very seriously, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the time has come, but arrange for the soldiers to go?"

Zhou Sui's eyes were still locked on Wen Rong under the city wall.

At this time, Wen Rong was still kneeling on the ground, appearing neither humble nor overbearing, very pious, and seemed to have no threat.

Seeing that Zhou Sui didn't answer, Fu Quan asked again: "Your Majesty, the historian has sent someone to ask again. But do you want to record it according to the original time?"

Zhou Sui finally looked away, and he smiled: "It's hard for Wen Jiangjun to be so intentional, so I'll wait for your good news."

Wen Rong slowly stood up straight from the ground.

Zhou Sui paused for a while, "I have high hopes for you. I hope that you will be as brave and good at fighting as your elder brother Shu Le, and fight for the people of Zhou Dynasty to live and work in peace and contentment."

Wen Rong smiled slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will take it upon myself...Take my brother as the first heart."

Zhou Sui always felt that there was something wrong with Wen Rong's last sentence, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

Fuquan finally urged again in a low voice: "Your Majesty, if you don't go out again, the auspicious time may be over soon."

Zhou Sui had no choice but to put aside his doubts first, and waved his hand: "I will pass on my will and open the gate of the city—order the two armies in the south, west, and northwest to return to their respective camps. If there is no order, they must not be transferred without authorization."

The author has something to say: Zhou Sui: I am so sad, I want to cry.

Author Bacteria: What is this... You will want to cry even more later.

Wen Rong: Then will I laugh behind you? (circle laughs)

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