[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Zhao Yan is ill.

This disease lasts for several days.

Zhao's house was empty, as sick as its owner.

Just like Zhao Ming's curse.

The Zhao family is a tomb, and Zhao Changning buried in it is a lonely ghost with no one to worship.

Zhao Yan woke up in a daze, thinking that she was half-footed in the underworld.

"Zhao Dongyang..."

He murmured a name.

Zhao Dongyang entered the door, and Zhao Yan smelled the familiar smell of soup and medicine on the tip of her nose, and she was surprised to return to the world.

"Where's Zhao Ming?"

Zhao Dongyang hesitated for a while, and finally told the truth.

"Second Master revealed the Northwest Conscription List, and entered under the command of King Qin's subordinates."

Zhao Yan suddenly coughed twice.

Zhao Dongyang knew that Zhao Yan was distressed.

In the end it was two brothers, the bones were broken and the tendons were still connected.Those who came back from the northwest military camp were all wolves and tigers. Zhao Ming, a son of mine, entered the military camp and had to be tortured. When he left home, he was wounded all over his body.

Zhao Yan's eyes fell on the big cloak stacked beside the pillow, and she vaguely remembered that it was worn by the King of Qin that day.

His brows furrowed slightly.

He has never liked to owe favors.

This is the second time Zhao Yan has visited King Qin's mansion.

The Qin Palace received a greeting from the Zhao family.

Chu Qin knew that Zhao Yan was on leave recently, but he didn't know that it was because of her health.

It was so serious that he didn't stay at home to rest, but ran outside with long legs.

King Qin was a soldier, and he disliked this sickly look the most on weekdays, and it only fell on Zhao Yan, but he only felt that frowning looks good-looking, and suddenly felt that he was a little bit demonic.

"Master Zhao is here today, but to thank the king?"

Chu Qin raised his lips.

Zhao Yan sat upright in the hall, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "Zhao Yan thanked His Highness here. But today, I have other things to ask for."

"His Royal Highness's army has recruited soldiers recently?"

King Qin nodded, and casually turned the wrench in his hand.

Zhao Yan said, "My younger brother is not talented, and has already joined His Highness's subordinates, please take care of him more. If His Highness has any important matters in Beijing, Zhao Yan will be there."

With Zhao Yan's power in the capital, it is not known how many people want to get a promise from the Zhao family.Although the king of Qin is a king and grandson, he has no foundation in Beijing.

Chu Qin raised his eyebrows, only to see that Zhao Yan's calm eyebrows were surprisingly beautiful.

She clearly had a sick face, but her lips were so red that she couldn't bear it. Thinking that it was the poison of cinnabar, she couldn't help being a little startled.

"I have nothing important to do in Beijing, I only have concerns."

"Who does His Highness miss?"

Chu Qin fixedly looked at Zhao Yan, and smiled slightly, "You."

Zhao Yan glared angrily, her beautiful eyes only came alive at this moment.

His Royal Highness King Qin raised his eyebrows, with Fengyue hidden in his eyes, "Lord Zhao is looking at me like this, are you seducing me?"

When the shameless meets the shameless, there is always nothing to do.

Zhao Yan really didn't want to be entangled with this guy, so she turned around with a cold face and wanted to leave.

King Qin stood up, pulled Zhao Yan's hood, wrapped him in his arms, and trapped him against the wall.

A pair of slender wrists were restrained behind the wide and thinly callused palms, and the man's warm breath sank by his ears.

Zhao Yan's face was a little more bloody because of the struggle.

Chu Qin was stronger than him and remained motionless.

"Master Zhao, it is useless to use the officialdom's tactics against the generals who came out of the barracks."

Zhao Yan said coldly, "So Your Highness still remembers that he is a general?"

What answered him was a kiss full of possessiveness and desire. Zhao Yan kicked her feet and refused to push her ruddy lips.

Later it turned into an unbearable bite.

The lips and tongue are entangled, almost audible.

The taste of blood filled his mouth.

Qin Wang let go of Zhao Yan, licked the blood on the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, looked at the flushed face, his pupils were dark.

Unexpectedly, a slap was slapped over, King Qin grabbed the thin and thin palm, and his breath was unsteady.

"If you want to hit me on the bed, I can't do it now."

Zhao Yan lowered her head and panted violently, her hair was disheveled, her spring shirt was thin, her jade-like neck was flushed with red, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes revealed a seductive color.

The flames in a pair of beautiful eyes are about to burn out.

The King of Qin leaned very close to him, and did not make any more excessive movements. His hoarse voice was like the wind and sand in the northwest desert scraping against his ears.

"I did something for my lord, I was just asking for a reward."

The author says:

King Qin: The number of votes for this king is really high (satisfied)

Rongzo: What's the use of having a high number of votes, at least I ate half of emm?

The little emperor: Climb them all (heart-stuck)

Liu Yanqing: Did I, a person who only had a name since I appeared on the stage, say something? ?ah? ? (folded branches)

Author: Take your time, don't rush...

(kicked away)