Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"How? The letter has been written, but how should it be delivered to Wangcheng?" In the wing room of Prince Duan's Mansion, Nan Wenqing lightly put down the pen in his hand, browsed through it again to confirm that the secret letter was correct, and looked at Xia Yi with a frown.

"It's simple." Xia Yi snapped his fingers, and suddenly a black shadow sprang out from nowhere. Before Nan Wenqing could react, he knelt down in front of Xia Yi.

"You brought someone here?" Nan Wenqing couldn't help sighing as he looked down at the man in black robe and mask.

"It's not a person, it's a shadow. This is the Escaping Shadow Technique taught by General Meng. Her extraordinary ability depends on her talent. Of course I can't learn it, but I can still learn these simple little techniques."

Xia Yi said, packed the secret letter and handed it to the shadow man, and ordered: "Put this secret letter on the imperial case in the imperial study."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw that thing put the secret letter safely into its arms, and instantly turned into a black shadow walking on the ground, and slowly moved out of the room. If you don't pay attention, you really can't see anything unusual .

"It's no wonder that since Chu Jihan took over, the Hall of Assassins has been in full swing, and the source of wealth has continued. Presumably, it is because of this technique of escaping shadows for thousands of miles that it can take people's lives invisible...Speaking of this Chu Jihan, it seems to be A Yao. Senior brother?" Nan Wenqing thought, suddenly asked.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not? Since Chu Jihan chose that path, he has nothing to do with Yushan." Xia Yi's tone could not help but feel regretful.

In fact, his "master" would mention this senior from time to time, but every time he mentioned it, he would not be happy.

Seeing the displeasure between Xia Yi's brows, he quickly changed the topic and brought people back to his thoughts: "Forget it, don't worry about other people's affairs, let's do ours."

"Us?" Xia Yi stared at the little emperor in front of him with wide eyes, and said in a daze.

"Did you forget what we did when we came back?" Nan Wenqing smiled frivolously, and while talking, she stood up slowly, tiptoed, and put her arms around the back of Xia Yi's neck.

His heart skipped a beat, and the usually calm Prime Minister suddenly blushed, held his breath and looked at the little emperor in front of him, and said slowly: "Your Majesty...have you thought it through?"

Nan Wenqing smiled, but did not answer, but continued to hook Xia Yi's neck, bypassed the desk, and slowly retreated towards the bed. walking.

It was clearly the end of autumn and the weather was cold, and it was almost winter, but Xia Yi felt that his whole body was unbearably hot and unable to control himself.

The little emperor suddenly felt the scalding temperature against a certain part of himself, his body trembled, but he didn't resist, but pressed the person even tighter, and didn't allow him to move around, just retreated with him, backed away... Unexpectedly, as soon as he retreated to the edge of the bed, Nan Wenqing suddenly turned over and threw him on the couch, and immediately straddled the prime minister's waist, grabbed his hands and raised them above his head, holding him down hard.

"Your Majesty?" Xia Yi was about to hug him, but was confused by this sudden posture.

What is he going to do?

"What else can I do if I am like this? The prime minister is the head of all officials, so he should understand the words of fairness and balance. Everyone is a man. I was overwhelmed by you last time. So what if I change this time?" Already?" Nan Wenqing pressed Xia Yi on the bed, looked at the slightly shocked person under him, and stubbornly refused to "not change." Xia Yi said decisively, looking at the ulterior motive in front of him meaningfully.

No wonder the little emperor is so active, it turned out to be such a wicked idea.

Xia Yi felt a little uncomfortable in his body, but he was worried about his drunken gaffe last time, so he didn't dare to be impulsive again so as not to hurt him. Who knew that this little emperor was still twisting wantonly on his body in order to sit comfortably, only separated by a few layers of fabric, It made him even more unbearable.

No, hold back... "I want to be on top." Nan Wenqing said forcefully.

"No." Xia Yi vetoed it.

The little emperor was upset, and reached out to take off Xia Yi's clothes, but was held down, Xia Yi frowned and said: "Don't make trouble, if you say you can't do it, you can't do it, the upper level is very tired."

"My physical strength is not inferior to yours." Nan Wenqing immediately retorted.

"I can't stand it."

"I take it easy."

"No." Xia Yi grabbed his hand tightly, not allowing him to move.

Nan Wenqing saw him swearing to the death, intending to subdue him by force, and said displeasedly: "You are a subject, I am the emperor, I am not discussing with you, but issuing an order."

"Then ask Your Majesty to do what a monarch and his ministers should do." Xia Yi also stared solemnly.

Xia Yi didn't like it very much when he used his identity to suppress people. At this time, they should be lovers, not monarchs and ministers.

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant, and the two of them didn't say a word for a long time. Nan Wenqing was still glaring at the Prime Minister below him aggressively, wanting to hear him soften, but when he met the stubborn eyes, he suddenly panicked... ... Ah Yi is angry?

Nan Wenqing shrank her neck a little timidly, but she didn't want to speak softly. She was sized up by him, and she didn't know where to put her eyes, so she wanted to give up, let go of his hand and was about to get up, but was caught A turn was suppressed.

The little emperor secretly thought it was not good, he just made people angry, if, if... swallowed, he simply closed his eyes and said: "I thought the prime minister was busy with everything, or else, it's fine." right?"

"As a subject of His Majesty, the most important thing is to serve Your Majesty. It doesn't matter if you work a little harder." He said, pecking lightly on the tip of his nose.

Suddenly the tip of his nose became warm, Nan Wenqing opened his eyes suddenly, and met Xia Yi's eyes, the cold eyes just now had turned into a puddle of spring water, with infinite tenderness.

"You..." Nan Wenqing felt a little embarrassed, but didn't know what to say, so she called out in a low voice.

Seeing his shy look, Xia Yi couldn't help smiling, wrapped one hand around the back of Nan Wenqing's head, pressed him against his chest, and said softly: "You provoked me first."

It was you who provoked me first, since our first meeting.

"You hurt me so much last time." Nan Wenqing struggled to death.

Xia Yi suppressed the discomfort underneath, loosened the arms that tightly hugged Nan Wenqing, looked at him and said seriously: "If you want it, I will continue, if you don't want it, I will solve it by myself, you just need to tell I."

What the hell am I...how can I say it?

If it weren't for his serious appearance, Nan Wenqing really felt that he was deliberately molesting her.

The little emperor thought this person was really cute and silly.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, so she simply closed her eyes and grabbed his warm thin lips, and fell backwards around his neck.

How many people have done all the tricks just for the sake of a long-lasting hegemony, which will last forever, it is not as good as being popular overnight.