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When Zhou Lingjun rushed to Lin Yuan, a white horse ran wildly in the field.

Seeing someone coming, he beckoned at random.

After hesitating, Zhou Lingjun asked someone to bring his black horse from the stable.

One turned over, and flew away in a leaping way, and soon stood side by side with her.

"The Queen Mother's riding is good." He sincerely admired.

Lin Lang smiled, not explaining.

An attractive woman has countless hole cards, and she will appropriately reveal her surprising side to her target mission.

"Commander Zhou's horse is good, can I change this palace for a ride?"

Her eyes fell on his horse.

He smiled heartily, "That's natural!"

Zhou Lingjun was still a little worried about his pet's temper, and carefully guarded the woman on horse, which naturally inevitably caused some physical contact.

He just felt like something was stuck in his palm. Subconsciously looking at the person on the horse, she smiled sideways, a horse's belly, and the whole person galloped away into the distance like an arrow from the string.

Between the heavens and the earth, she looked around the city.

He blushed for no reason.

But, it may be too hot.

Well, it must be like this.

After sending Li Jiaqi back to the Mingshui Pavilion, the girl said Yan Yan prepared breakfast, Zhao Huaijin also took a rest at the Mingshui Pavilion, and naturally turned the waves overnight.

The girl lay like a bird in his arms, lying quietly and quietly in his arms. Even if he slept sleepily, the small cheek attached to his chest.

As if he were the world to her.

Zhao Huaijin did not fall asleep, his hand rested on his forehead, his eyes were still and ink.

No one knew what he thought.

The next day, he got up early and shocked Su De. As usual, there was another hour left.

"His Majesty……"

The girl grunted and opened her sleepy eyes, seeing him naked, and shyly lowered her eyes.

I have to say that Zhao Huaijin's appearance is really like the people who came out of the picture. The handsome and majestic and noble atmosphere is not the same as the mediocre emperor she imagined.

"It's still early, let's sleep peacefully." The emperor's tone was a little cold. Although it was not much different from his usual, Li Jiaqi could still feel his indifference.

She was a little timid, not knowing where he touched his bottom line.

It was only a moment before she was stunned that Zhao Huaijin had already finished wearing and walked away from Mingshui Pavilion without any nostalgia.

"Master ..." The court lady was worried about looking at the missing Li Jiaqi.

She shook her gods with a bit of reluctance and bitterness in her smile, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Huaijin discovered that his queen was different.

It was like a rock that was about to cover the heat, and suddenly became cold and ruthless overnight.

She regarded him like air, no matter what he did, she couldn't provoke her half of the anger, as if he was like an insignificant passer-by.

Just like that.

The state banquet was rich and luxurious. She sat on the seat in a flamboyant phoenix robe, her hands clasped the teacups, and the golden steps on the black hair tremble slightly, with a little carelessness in the delicate.

Even the queen mother also looked at her frequently.

Before all, Lin Lang still wears a gentle mask. Although her language is cold, she is not embarrassing. Now, it seems that she doesn't want to disguise at all. She is as indifferent as she looks, so that all the courtiers and wives are uneasy, fearing that she will annoy the noble woman in the harem.

Although the Zhao family was copied, it was only the queen's father and brother who were really implicated. According to the meaning of His Majesty, he did not seem to have abandoned thoughts, and even Rong Chong was better than before.

Regardless of the courtier's thoughts, Zhao Huaijin looked at Lin Lang's motionless pastry fruit, frowned slightly, and whispered, "I remember you like to eat this jadeite layer cake, why don't you use chopsticks?"

He specifically called the master chef to make it, and thought she would like it.

"It's just getting tired." She replied coldly. "It's like a mellow wine. Once your mind changes, you can't taste the taste before."

"Is it." Zhao Huaijin stunned, slightly awkward to avoid her eyes.

As a respected member of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he wanted to have everything at his fingertips. When did he receive such cold treatment? But looking at the indifferent eyes of the woman next to him, he had no reason to feel guilty ...

Halfway through the banquet, the concubines showed their talents and attracted the emperor's favor. Among them, the most dazzling, Li Jiaqi was definitely ranked.

She wore a shimmering exotic costume, painted a rich but not kitsch enchanting makeup, and danced charmingly in the Jin Luan Temple.

Instantly attracted the attention of most people, especially men.

Lin Lang lazily yawned.

It's really greasy.

Why do these traversing heroines always like to dance exotic clothes in exotic costumes?

Isn't the elegant and subtle national style dance bad?

Although Zhao Dynasty was enlightened and there were women on the street who showed their heads, they still tended to be conservative in their bones. Even if Li Jiaqi only showed a pair of arms to avoid trouble, the Queen Mother was very unhappy and cast several warnings to her.

Now the queen in the harem is not in power, and the rest of the concubines have not been allowed by Zhao Huaijin, so the biggest master in the harem is still the queen mother. She is dissatisfied and doesn't want to eat and walk around.

The second half of Li Jia's period can only end in a panic, but still leaves a stunning.

It is a pity that she most wanted to perform to the person who was watching it, but she was absent-minded with a teacup. Until there was a cry in the ear, "There are assassins!"

As soon as he looked down, he saw a group of masked men in black rushing into the hall. They have their own rules in the walkway, and they are obviously trained killers.

The Imperial Guards lurking in the dark saw the situation differently and hurried out to fight it.

And all the concubines were surrounded by fear in their hearts, all scared of their flowers, without the charming charm of ordinary days.

Zhao Huaijin looked at his queen subconsciously, and the other party pulled out the hairpin on the bun without hurrying and gathered it in the cloud sleeve, while watching the surroundings alertly.

Suddenly he was born a bit lost.

Even beside him, she still couldn't worry about her safety.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Suddenly, Jia Huaijin had no time to catch a flash of bright red shadow in the field of vision. With a thump, the sharp weapon cut through the clothes and penetrated into the soft skin.

"Li, Li Guiren?"

It turned out that when they thought that the assassin in the palace would be subdued by the Imperial Guard, their vigilance was inevitably lowered, and the assassin made a fool and attacked from the side! If it were n’t Li Jiaqi ’s devotion, Zhao Huaijin might be in greater danger.

Seeing that he was not hit, the assassin immediately wanted to hijack the queen who looked weak and could not help the wind. Seeing his intention, Zhao Huaijin wanted to protect her as soon as his heart was tight, and Li Jiaqi, who was seriously injured at this time, groaned / groaned softly, making his movements pause for a few seconds.

Li Guiren looked back at him and blocked the knife for him. He said in his heart that it was false to not touch. He doesn't know why there is a feeling in his heart. If Li Guiren is released at this time, he seems to have lost something ...

And in these few seconds of pause, Lin Lang was in danger.

She did n’t even consider whether Zhao Huaijin would protect her, so she had already made preparations for it, and the assassin would pounce on her. She folded several porcelain bowls and fell flexibly through the gap of the assassin ’s elbow. Fortunately, escaped.

The assassin who had been smashed to the head was obviously angered. When he turned around and wanted to catch Lin Lang, he sharply shed his sheath and took his head straight.

The assassin was unwilling to fall in the pool of blood.

Lin Lang stumbled and struck a wide chest.

"Queen empress, are you okay?"

The other side held the sword in one hand, holding her shoulder in one hand and asked anxiously.

Lin Lang squeezed the gold hairpin in his sleeve.

Hey, it's pitiful to be an unfavorable female mate, not even a small life.

Didn't you see that the hostess was carefully guarded by the host?

After all, is she still a country? Isn't her life as good as a little concubine?

However, at this time, Lin Lang felt that he could brush another sense of presence.

A woman who is clearly fragile but pretends to be strong is most distressing.

"No problem."

She smiled weakly at him, but her hands and feet were shaking, and she was about to fall.

Zhou Lingjun thought or didn't want to catch her.

Unlike the first time he performed the task, this time he hugged the opponent's slim waist and took the person directly to the chest, hoping that she would lean more comfortably.

He bowed his head to look at her situation, the other party just lifted his face, and the jade was shaking, the lights of the palace fell in her pupils, filled with a pool of newborn autumn water, beautiful and helpless.

She is calling for help.

Seek help from an unmarried male with a strong physique.

This information was revealed in the eyes of this beautiful woman.

Zhou Lingjun shifted his gaze a little in a panic, and only felt that the clothes he touched became thinner and thinner, as if he could touch the soft skin, and the smell was all her fragrance.

In fact, he somewhat doubted that the assassination was caused by Lin Lang, because when she went to ride in Linyuan, she put a small note in her palm and asked him to give it to her good friend, close friend, and invite someone to come to the palace to narrate. .

To be cautious, he checked the content above.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing.

Who is on the Mo who is young and full of love.

He scratched his head without understanding.

As a personal souvenir of the Queen Mother, he could not make it public. He was afraid of incurring injustice. He had to turn over the book one by one and check it one by one. He didn't even take the school back home so seriously. If he was seen by his grandfather who hated iron, he would have to be angry.

After staying up all night studying, Commander Zhou can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The empress queen probably remembered the time when she was outing with her companions, and because of the tension with her majesty, she was unwilling to speak and asked him to be a middleman.

Just like this, the commander's brother felt a little bit distressed to this woman again.

She was originally the national mother of Fengyi, but her father and elder brother could not escape power, and became the bones of the throne. But she can only rely on self-death to retain Chen's last pride.

There are no scars on her forehead.

But the blood that shed in the temple that day was not yet cool.

She was afraid of the palace, which had no one to eat.

Zhou Ling lowered his eyes slowly.

The big palm resting on his waist gradually increased his strength, and his fingers moved slightly closer.

Obviously want to possess, but wandering on the edge of hesitation.

Afraid she lied to him.

Innocent people often have an amazing vigilance and intuition.

Lin Lang hooked her lips slightly.

She exclaimed as if stepping on the skirt.

"Be careful!"

The woman's catkins fell into the palm, inadvertently rubbing the man's rough thin cocoon.

He almost squeezed these delicate hands in a stunned moment.

"Thank you, Commander Zhou."

She bowed her head and smiled, Zhu Liphao teeth, Gu Panshenghui.

"No thanks."

The commander-in-chief poses a heart-stopping face.

In fact, my heart is already full of waves.

thank……

Thanks a hairball!

Obviously it is rebelling against Lao Tzu!

Beauty is wrong.

Just like the sentence often hung by the mouth of his old grandfather-peony flower is dead, and ghosts are also very good.

Zhou Ling shook the burly body.

He doesn't want to be a ghost, especially ugly ...

Grandpa, help!

Here is a beautiful banshee who will peel him and stew!