Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 1980: Darkroom night talk

"It seems that the king's mind is settled. Since that is the case, then I'll be bothering and leave." Seeing that Wang Zhao's expression of support for Julu Hou's expression changed, he stood up and said.

He then paid a few salutes to Zhao Wangluo and took the Korean envoys out of the hall.

Just Longyang Jun among them. I don’t know why, but when I was about to leave the hall, I suddenly turned back and looked at Ito Cheng, a strange smile appeared on my face.

Noting that the body of Ito Cheng expressed by Long Yangjun was tight, he felt a very bad feeling in his heart, and he quickly picked up the cup again and took a sip, letting himself recover from the spirit of that spirit.

"Don't Miss Ji and Mr. Zou leave?" asked Ito Cheng, who noticed that there were still people left in the hall.

"Yan Ran is a Yue, not a Wei, so how Wei Guo is totally irrelevant to Yan Ran. Yan Ran can also wait for Julu Hou's message and choose to travel with Yan Ran in Handan." Ji Yan Ran chuckled. .

"The old man intends to stay in the Julu College run by Juluhou for a few days, I wonder if Juluhou welcomes it." Zou Yan on the side flicked his beard and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yan is willing to live, this lord naturally asks for it." Ito Cheng laughed.

Then everyone chatted for a while in the palace, and Zhao Zhao solved the disperse banquet, and ordered Ji Yanran and Zou Yan to go to the post to rest. It was just that after sending everyone away, Ito Cheng was left alone.

"Lord, I don't know what the front formation is?" King Zhao asked politely in the unmanned palace. Obviously, even if he became a'slave', as King Zhao, he still pays close attention to state affairs. Want to know the dynamics of the country.

“Yan are broken, and the royal family, ministers, and nobles are all captured. They are currently in jail in Jicheng. The rest of the army is taking over the entire territory of Yan.” Ito Cheng said quietly.

"So, Yan Guo, died?" Wang Zhao said dumbfounded.

"Yes, dead." Ito Cheng nodded slightly, sure.

Mr. Zhao is speechless, and his emotions are a little complicated.

At this time, Ito Cheng suddenly turned his head and looked directly at the complex-looking Zhao Wang Tan said softly, "I am going to make you abdicate."

"Ah!?" Zhao Wang Wenyan was startled. Instinctively exclaimed, and then his face began to pale, unwilling and entangled in his face.

Even if he became a puppet, Wang Zhao was still King Zhao in his heart, and he was very noble, much higher than other puppets, and he was his ‘master’ Ito Cheng on the bright side to block the arrow. Therefore, King Zhao never thought that he would lose his throne.

Seeing the change of King Zhao’s expression, Ito Cheng did not make any further inquiries. He believed that the mortal King Zhao could never escape his control, and he would definitely make the right choice at the end.

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard Wang Zhao's gloomy face say, "I don't know what day the Lord is going to choose to take over."

"Just five days later." Ito Cheng said after thinking about it.

"...I don't know how the Lord will deal with Yan's son. And those Zhao clan?" Silently, Xu Zhao asked again.

"I promised Zhao Ya that I would give you a place to stay, but only if they are obedient enough, so as long as those people don't learn the Tian chaos. They will naturally live well." Ito Cheng said quietly .

Speaking of Tianshi, it seems to be after the official Qi of the Chen Guo branch in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is a relative with the country of origin of the surname of the identity used in the Ito Cheng in the world. I really want to make up the relationship.

"The same is true for your son. So for his good, you'd better be the housekeeper of Yan Family, otherwise Hugh blame me for not being affectionate."

"Yes, your lord knows." Wang Zhao said with a disgraceful face.

Looking at King Zhao in front of him, Ito Cheng frowned slightly, and he was really worried that King Zhao died directly here. Because in the real history, the current King Zhao is not far away from the day of the great limit, at most five years, it is his day of return to heaven, that is still a very comfortable situation of life, but now King Zhao’s But there is a heart disease in my heart. It is really not good. Under the influence of heart disease, will King Zhao run out of Yang Shou in advance.

Thinking of this, Ito Cheng's wrist turned, and a green gleam popped up against Zhao Wang.

In an instant, Wang Zhao's body shook, and his gray face turned rosy again.

"Have a good rest." Ito Cheng whispered on the shoulder of King Zhao, and then stayed away from King Zhao’s dormitory. He stepped out of the palace, walked through the long courtyard, and came outside the palace. He took the reins, turned his horse, and drove the horse back to the Madam House.

Ten minutes later, Ito Cheng returned to Fuzhong.

"Dear husband, I am your husband, I am back." The Ito Cheng said loudly as he threw the horse reins to the next man and strode into the bedroom.

"Fu Jun." Hearing the voices, Zhao Ya, Zhao Ni, Zhao Qian, Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiuer quickly showed their bodies and called out.

"Hey, what are the husbands waiting for, go to bed with the husbands." Ito Cheng strode forward and hugged the five women into their arms, pushing them back into the bedroom and laughing.

"Fujun, you haven't bathed and washed Shu yet." Zhao Ni reminded with a blush.

"Wait until you have finished," Ito Cheng replied without hesitation. Then he walked over to the bed, pushed the five people down together on the big couch, pressed down, and sealed Zhao Ni's lips under his mouth.

Following the rollover of the clothes, disperse fell to the ground, and the six men and women were entangled in one place. It didn’t take long for me to seduce the whispering whispers and the "squeaky" strangeness when the wooden couch was shaking. The sound echoed in room.

Hearing the movements in the house, the maidservant outside stood blushing and replaced Dachang's door lightly.

"Squeak~ Bang."

In this at the same time, in the mansion of Pingyuanjun, Xinlingjun and Mrs. Pingyuan sat opposite each other. Among them, Xin Lingjun even embraced a pretty maidservant in one hand, even in the presence of Mrs. Naiyuan Plain, she was still ridiculing and playing with her wantonly.

At this moment, I saw that Xin Lingjun suddenly lowered his head and kissed fiercely on the lips of one of the maidservants. The latter’s delicate body shook and twitched, whispering... …From the perspective of the scene alone, it is obviously because of pain rather than enjoyment.

When Xinlingjun let her go, she saw that the maidservant's tender and rosy lips loomed a little bit of teeth, and there was a lot of blood looming out of it.

Seeing this, the maid on the side turned pale, and an irresistible expression appeared on her face.

"Do you think this woman is comparable to Zhao Yana's "　"." Xinling Jun laughed happily, grabbing the woman's hair and asked Mrs. Plains.

"Wooji! You are jealous!" Madam Plaine sighed.

"Get out of here for me." Wen Yan seemed to be stabbed with pain. When Xinling was angry, he shouted at the two maidservants beside him.

The latter, like the amnesty of Mongolia, fled as if running away from the house, leaving only Mrs. Plain and Mr. Xinling.

"Zhao Ya, a bitch, I broke the Qin army a lot and stayed in Handan with me. But to see how I am treated now, I must teach her to regret it." Xinling Jun grabbed the man in front of him Jiuzhan, he took a sip of his head and said bitterly.

"And there is the giant deer Hou Chen Yi. When he treats Zhao in the future, he must first ask him to taste all the torture in the world, and then break him to pieces, throw the corpse and feed the dog before he can solve my heart. Hate!"

"I can't stop talking!" Madam Plaine frowned, sighing.

Xinlingjun’s expression was stagnant before he woke up and turned around. This was not the Xinlingjunfu of his Wei kingdom, but the plain ruins of Zhao. Among the maidservants and slaves inside, maybe which one was Zhao. King's gap.

Then Xinlingjun raised his glass again and poured a lot of wine into his mouth.

"Drink less, this new wine is very sexual, but it’s different from the ones you drink on weekdays, don’t get drunk." Mrs. Plaine persuaded.

Xinling Jun nodded and said nothing.

"What is your relationship with King Anli now?" Seeing this, Mrs. Plain didn't say much, and asked instead.

"This old ghost is not taking my eyes more and more. I only know that the petty people like Longyangjun, Lou Wu, Rui Song, Guanbi, etc., if I still let him do wrong, we will sooner or later The country is ruined." Xinlingjun said sharply, coldly.

"Right, what is the situation on Juluhou's side, has his army intelligence been collected?" Then, Xinlingjun looked at his sister again and asked.

"I sent my hand to investigate, but so far no news has been sent back, so so far I don't know what happened to Juluhou's army." Mrs. Plains frowned.

"But what is certain is that that army is indeed not the existing army of Zhao State."

"Why do you see it?" Xinlingjun frowned.

"Because when the army was launched, Zhao’s existing troops did not have any abnormal movements, and there were no demographic aggregations in domestic counties, so I can be sure that the army of Juluhou was not Zhao's army." Mrs. Plain replied affirmatively.

"This is a bit difficult to do." Xinlingjun whispered.

"It's just that such a force suddenly appeared in the territory of Zhao Guo~IndoMTL.com~The Wang Zhao and the ministers in the palace have no doubt?" Then, Xin Lingjun asked with a look of doubt.

"This is also a place I can't figure out. I don't know what the charm of the giant deer Hou is. Zhao Guo up to King Zhao, down to the palace secretary, none of them doubt his origin and have unlimited trust in him. You should have seen this in the hall today, even Queen Han Jing, who has always had a big influence on King Zhao, can’t compare it, it is really wondering.

She still remembers clearly how her son was injured by the Ito Cheng, and the painful cries that rang in his ears from time to time.

"Have you ever been in contact with him?" Xin Lingjun asked again.

"Not yet." Mrs. Plains frowned. "Why? Do you want me to lure him?"

As a woman with great ambitions, even the original marriage was carried out for political purposes, not for feelings, so Mrs. Plain would not reject the use of her body for a certain purpose. The only concern is whether this kind of effort is worth it, and whether it will be rewarded accordingly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile users, please read.)