The Ugly Empress《丑娘娘 》Chou Niang Niang
The Ugly Empress vol 1, Chapter 9: "Kill"
The palace maid stood in front of the bronze mirror on the ground, combing the black hair carefully for the person sitting in front.
The man was dressed in a yellow goose skirt, bright yellow flowing Wan, with a slim waist, graceful and elegant.
"Rui Xue, do you think I have white hair?"
The man said, his soft, catkin fingers picking up a strand of hair.
Although he is dressed in a skirt and shirt, his voice is not as delicate and gentle as that of a woman. His voice is slightly low, which is actually clear, but it can be sure that this is a man.
“Emperor," said Rui Xue with a smile, “Where there is white hair, I can't even see the shadow of white hair."
The man smiled, too, with a smile of a shallow pink face. “You will say anything please me."
“I don't dare to. I'm telling you the truth! Think about it. If the maid lies to you, the master will break my leg when he knows of it. "
Listening to Rui Xue's words “Master ", the man suddenly smiled and said, “How is your master these days? He doesn't come into the palace. He just asked you to come here every day. Is he tired of me?"
“How could he, Emperor."
Rui Xue said: “The Master runs around every day to deal with the government affairs for the sake of the emperor. This maidservant is a little girl who doesn't understand anything, only knew that the master has been tired and withered recently. It's said that Zuo Xiang has always been out of line with the master in order not to let you worry, the master didn't ask the maid to tell you."
The man suddenly sneered, “How dare Zuo Xiang fight with Marquis Zhao Lu? Who gave him the courage?"
“Emperor, don't be angry. This maid is talkative. The master is afraid that you will be hurt by anger. He said that he will be hurt in the end."
“You will say anything to please me."
When the man listened to Rui Xue's flattering words, he knew that it was half true, but he could not stop smiling. Just then, his cold face was instantly melted, and his eyebrows were stained with a lot of smiling.
The two of them said, and saw an internal attendant come in and say, "Report to Emperor Feng, marquis Zhao Lu and Zuo Xiang have asked for an interview."
"Just in time."
The man in the skirt got up with a light heroic spirit between his delicate eyebrows. This combination of tenacity and beauty does not seem to conflict. This is Feng Ming, the emperor of Emperor Feng.
When it came to Feng Ming, maybe all of us should curse him!
But the Feng state has no emperor who made achievements to compare with him. This man is cruel and ruthless, and his autocracy is not enough to talk about, but which emperor is not cruel, which emperor is not domineering. These small mistakes were insignificant for an emperor.
But in other people's eyes, Feng Ming made a mistake, which is appointing his favorite imperial court official, and favoring the imperial court official.
To what extent is Feng Ming's special favorite? We have already understood it.
There is a marquis named Zhao Lu in the Feng state. It is said that he was a destitute and homeless refugee in the early days. Later, he joined the army to make a living. Emperor Feng went to fight a war in person. Emperor Feng accidentally saw the soldier and got infatuated.
Since then, the small soldier career has soared unlimited. and now he has been sitting on Lord Marquis title from a mere soldier to commanding ten thousands.
And this Lord Marquis climbed onto the bed of Emperor Feng and let a cold-hearted and hard-working monarch turn around willingly under his body all night long. Only because of the words of Marquis Zhao Lu, the emperor who wore women's clothes.
Zhao Lu and Zuo Xiang entered the main hall. Emperor Feng has been sitting behind the curtain. From here, you can only see a figure lying lazily on the side of the curtain.
Zhao Lu was dressed in a black official robe. He was tall, with a strong face like a knife, an axe and a straight nose. His sharp eyes and lips showed coldness.
Zuo Xiang went into the hall and knelt down to say hello to Emperor Feng. Zhao Lu didn't kneel or say hello, so he went straight to the front and lifted the curtain.
None of the palace people dare to stop.
Zhao Lu entered the tent, but we don't know if he did it intentionally. The tent wasn't close, and he didn't take care of it. He reaches for Feng Ming on the couch and held him in his arms. He laughs in a low voice and said, “Do you miss me?"
Feng Ming's face was flushed, as if he was a little shy. His long fingers were slightly hooked on Zhao Lu's dress belt, and his eyes were slightly longer, but he didn't speak. Just anyone knew what the action meant.
Zhao Lu gave a wild smile and didn't pay attention to Zuo Xiang who was kneeling outside. Only when they had enough intimacy could they signal that Emperor Feng was still kneeling outside.
Feng Ming laid lazily in Zhao Lu's arms and said, "Zuo Xiang doesn't need to be polite, Rui Xue, show Zuo Xiang a seat."
Rui Xue obediently moved the stool and sat down the old Zuo Xiang.
Zuo Xiang was a little shaken by Zhao Lu's unbridled attitude, “Emperor, this old imperial court official came here because of some differences with Marquis Zhao Lu, hoping that emperor would be arbitrary."
"Oh?"
Feng Ming doesn't seem to be very interested, just following Zuo Xiang's words: "Lord Xiang may as well talk about it."
“Today, the imperial court officials proposed to send troops to attack the Xue state in case of the lack of military strength in their capital. Otherwise, it will be difficult to take it down after the Xue state marries Emperor Teng great princess. It's just that Marquis Zhao Lu doesn't seem to think so... "
Zhao Lu suddenly cut off Zuo Xiang's speech and said, “This imperial court official really doesn't think so."
He said that he took Feng Ming's hand and got up irregularly. He even leaned over to press Emperor Feng on the couch, under himself, reached out to tear off his collar, and felt down Emperor Feng’s naked skin.
Feng Ming almost cried out in surprise. After all, there was someone outside, and the curtain was not pulled properly.
But Zhao Lu hasn't come to his bedroom for half a month, let alone being intimate. He thinks Zhao Lu was tired of him. After all, this man is not a broken sleeve, which is why Emperor Feng has to wear the Xue state of women's clothes. [1] Broken sleeve means gay
At this time, Zhao Lu suddenly became interested, and Feng Ming only turned into a soft part around his fingers, which immediately softened his body.
Zhao Lu kissed Emperor Feng's chest and said: "Xue Jun Liang has a lot of tricks. Over the years, we have been fighting with the Xue state. Let's imagine how Xue Jun Liang could be stupid enough to be attacked by others in the empty capital. Once our soldiers go on a long journey, they will die over there."
He didn't say another word, his lips opened and closed, and he seemed to rub against Feng Ming's skin.
Feng Ming's clothes were just torn, not all taken off, hanging disorderly on his elbow and waist, which made him feel embarrassed. He didn't want anyone to see him like this, but when he thought of disobeying Zhao Lu's meaning, I'm afraid he was not happy. Even if he was ashamed, he followed the other's idea.
Zhao Lu watched the man's eyes turn red slowly. Knowing that he was in love with him, he turned him over and asked Feng Ming to lie on his couch. He reached out and took off his clothes, left the whole back was naked, and stroked his groin with his palm.
Whispered with a smile, “What does the imperial court official say?
“Ah..."
Feng Ming murmured softly. He restrained the strange sound in his throat, soured his voice, and tried to keep it as steady as possible. In a long voice, he said: "Zhen thought Marquis Zhao Lu's point is right, which means Lord Zuo Xiang didn't think about it..."
He said with a sudden tremble, his hands tightly grasped the clothes that he had pressed under his body. The person behind him didn't even have a touch of love, so he pushed in.
Feng Ming gasped for two breaths. He was so cold and sweaty that he grabbed his teeth and said, "Zuo Xiang, if Zheng rushes forward, Emperor Teng is timid. In order to please Xue Jun Liang, will he borrow soldiers to attack us? Have you considered this section? "
“About this..."
Zuo Xiang was stopped by Feng Ming. What Feng Ming said is true. Emperor Teng is always timid. In order to survive, he often plays on both sides.
After Feng Ming finished speaking, Zhang couldn't speak any more. He didn't see Zhao Lu for half a month. It was impossible to screw anyone behind him. For a while, he almost fainted because of the pain, but Zhao Lu didn't stop at all. When he heard the voice of Zuo Xiang being persuaded and retreated by Feng Ming, he smiled happily and clamped on Emperor Feng's waist with more strength.
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Xue Jun Liang applied medicine for Teng Yun. He himself just wanted to give the ugly empress a red jujube. Naturally, he doesn't worry about it. He daubs it slowly.
The ointment is cool. It seems to be effective immediately. Teng Yun has been troubled by the dull pain on his face. He can't rest assured because he is in a foreign country, so he didn't have a good sleep. At this time, he doesn't feel any pain.
Though Teng Yun doesn't like Xue Jun Liang's proximity, he can't help it. The other party’s was slowly applying the ointment. Teng Yun started to tighten his nerves and lost gradually to sleep.
Xue Jun Liang got up from a soft couch after staring at the other person for a long time.
He stood up straight and quietly asked Jiang Yu to get a cloak and cover it on Teng Yun himself.
Jiang Yu whispered in his ear, “Emperor, the Feng state spy has sent a report." With that, he presented a small note.
Xue Jun Liang took over the note, which was only written with a row of small words on it.
— First Zuo Xiang
Signed it with a word "kill.”
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~ The Ugly Empress ~
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