The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish - Chapter 21
What kind of person Li Ying is, others don’t know, Ji Zheng, a reader of his original book, still doesn’t understand. A strong desire to conquer, all kinds of Plei lovers who cannot be described in the original book, his view of right and wrong and even his family and country view are extremely weak, and he will only do anything to achieve his own desires and his own goals.
Speaking of love, a person like him loves only himself. Such disgusting words came out of this person’s mouth, it was only possible that there were some new ideas.
Ji Zheng looked at Li Ying’s thoughtful expression, and suddenly got goosebumps. He didn’t know what he wanted, but if he told him that mothers depend on children, they would be afraid that Li Ying wouldn’t be able to give birth by herself. Where to steal a baby.
“It doesn’t matter, Concubine Ying doesn’t need to feel inferior and conceited, be strong, I don’t laugh at you, and it’s not that I don’t know you have a handle, and the stomach doesn’t have that function.”
He sighed, frowning and said again: “As long as you wait and cooperate well, you can always be your concubine in the palace without having to conceive a child, and enjoy all the glory and wealth, and the border between the two countries will not be stable. The people of the country also benefit.”
Ji Zheng didn’t like physical contact very much. There was a tingling feeling where the skin of the two of them was touching. He shrank his shoulders. Seeing that Li Ying didn’t respond, he quietly moved his hands from under Li Ying’s hands inch by inch.
He suddenly heard Li Ying speak, his voice was very calm and quiet, and he didn’t call him again, “Ji Chaoming, what do you like.”
how is it like? The question was about the original owner, Ji Chaoming, not Ji Zheng.
He was in a trance for a moment, and for some reason, what appeared in front of his eyes was black hair and red tassels, broad shoulders and black armor, straddled high horses…
Ji Zheng suddenly twitched and coughed hard, “I like those who are soft, thin and curvy, and those who are dressed in pretentious fashion, um… It’s best to have long hair that is loose, plus piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the most important thing. Yes…” He glanced at Li Ying faintly, “It has to be a woman, a great beauty, don’t think about it, the gender is not enough.”
Li Ying pursed her lips, gave him a long look, miraculously closed her mouth and didn’t come back, she turned her head away, and said nothing all the way.
The royal paddock was neither far nor near, and it was already evening when the carriages and horses arrived. Rao Shi Jizheng had no sense of being an emperor, so he could not help frowning as soon as he got out of the car. The entire paddock was filled with tents, bonfires, and hunting stands of Western Desert tribes. The number of tribute sheep was quite large. At this place, the hope of the people of the four western states to spend the winter is in sight, but the escorting team of fine armor and iron cavalry surrounds them.
Ji Zheng raised his chin, indicating that Ming Ci would lead the team to take over the sheep.
“Don’t worry, the Winter Hunting Festival is over, the flock belongs to Your Majesty, and the prey also belongs to His Majesty.”
Li Yang stood in front of the bonfire, smiling but not smiling, his face flickered and dimmed. Although Li Ying was beautiful, she was too feminine and feminine. Ji Zheng looked at Li Yang as if she had seen the male version of Li Ying. They were three brothers and sisters.
The surname Li is their own Chinese alias, and they have another name of Ximo.
If it was said that Li Ying was in the rear of the battlefield in the past few years, Li Yang was the leader of tens of thousands of cavalry battalions, and his bloodthirsty perversion was no less than Li Ying.
“Do business well, don’t make a complaint.” Ji Zheng gave Li Ying a mouth shape, raised his forearm, and motioned for Li Ying to catch him.
The two have the same appearance, and at this time, they go hand in hand intimately, which really means a talented woman, but this good girl is half a head taller than a man.
“General Li may not know that he is going to be an uncle, right?” Ji Zheng laughed.
This remark is to imply that Li Yang and the couple are newly married, and their nightlife is no problem. They don’t have to worry about their family members.
Li Yang frowned, ignored him, and glanced at Li Ying’s lower abdomen: “&￥#*@…?”
Li Ying smiled: “&*#@￥%*.”
Ji Zheng: “…??” He didn’t understand a word of this foreign language.
Li Yang looked stunned, his eyes wandered between the two of them for a moment, and he landed on Ji Zheng’s lower abdomen with a frivolous smile.
He was tall and approached step by step, directly covering Ji Zheng with a black shadow.
Ji Zheng subconsciously took a half step back.
The next moment, he was guarded by Ming Ci Yue behind him.
Ji Zheng suddenly thought that Li Yang and Ming Ciyue should meet each other on the battlefield.
He quietly raised his head to look at Ming Ciyue, his face was calm and unresponsive, and when he saw Li Yang coming over again, he looked extremely arrogant, as if he didn’t recognize him at all.
Ji Zheng remembered that Ming Ci Yue was wearing a half-face mask with a wolf totem on the battlefield, but his aura changed a lot when he got off the battlefield.
“Young husband and wife’s relationship, I can’t interfere as an elder, you don’t have to interfere, this…” Li Yang deliberately looked up and down Ming Ciyue, “Servant?”
Ming Ci Yue should not be provocative, and remained motionless. It was Ji Zheng who took a few steps forward and bypassed him to face Li Yang.
“However… When His Majesty married our emperor, the princess was forced to enter the palace, and there was no etiquette ceremony. Dayan is a country that emphasizes etiquette. account.”
Seeing his hesitant expression, Li Yang said again, “This way, the minister can rest assured to hand Li Ying over to His Majesty, and the sheep to His Majesty.”
It’s not a fake bridal chamber, Ji Zheng gritted his teeth: “Okay.”
Inside the main tent, the lights are bright.
“Don’t you have any other clothes?!” At this moment, Ji Zheng was too bloated and wide, and he swept away the debris while walking.
Since it was the end of the ceremony, he didn’t want to take the dwarf’s head, so he proposed to take off the complicated robe and put on the hunting armor.
Who would have guessed that the golden armor passed down from generation to generation by the previous emperors was large and heavy, and Ji Zheng’s thin body was wearing it, and it was empty and straight to the wind, as if a child had stolen the clothes of an adult, and it was ridiculously embarrassed.
As soon as Li Ruhai put on the belt for him, he swung it away, stumbled and knelt aside.
Ji Zheng turned his head and saw Ming Ciyue standing beside him. He was stunned and pointed at him, “I want him to be like that, do you have it?”
Li Ruhai was embarrassed: “This is not in King Jing’s team…”
“I have a solution.” Ming Ci interrupted loudly, but hesitated a little.
Ji Zheng hurriedly said: “Speak quickly, or I will order someone to strip your clothes and wear them yourself.”
But when Mingci took it out more seriously, he was stunned. It was the mysterious armor that Mingci Yue had when he joined the army. It was exactly the same as the one he wore at this time, but it was reduced by a few models. It was quiet and sound and slumbered in the box for many years, as if waiting for someone to wake up.
Ming Ci Yue stood behind him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and bowed his head to his ear, his voice sounded hoarse: “Your Majesty, it’s too jin, relax, this won’t work.”
Ji Zheng bit his lower lip and lowered his head in discomfort: “…I know.”
Still no, Ming Ci gently protected his soft belly.
Ji Zheng suddenly propped up on the dim brass mirror, his brain was deprived of oxygen, and his knees were weak: “Hmm…”
From the mirror, he could vaguely see Ming Ci Yue’s every move behind him, up and down, patient and gentle.
Ming Ci Yue was wearing a lined girdle for him.
In order to be taller and taller like him, Ji Zheng tried his best to take a breath. His waist was already slender, but now the ribs were even more abrupt under the pale skin, and the black armor seemed to be embedded in his flesh.
Ming Ciyue looked at the thin little emperor in the mirror bowing and working hard, and smiled helplessly, he really couldn’t bear to tie his girdle so tightly.
He made a mess, reaching out and scratching the emperor’s rib lightly.
Ji Zheng’s body was really too mingan, it couldn’t stand the slightest touch, and it didn’t hold back all of a sudden.
Ming Ci said softly: “The Holy One is tall enough, there is no need for this.”
Ji Zheng looked up at the bronze mirror in a daze, and the two shoulder armors that Ming Ci Yue put on for him were tightly attached to his shoulders and neck, as if they were tailor-made.
This set of light armor is very light and simple to wear, it is probably specially made to facilitate the emperor’s uncle to quickly switch to battle immediately.
The nail plate should be cold, but when I think of the blood and sweat that they had soaked in the young Ming Ciyue, the slightly hot temperature seeped through the thin inner lining.
Ji Zheng has never seen herself like this, her black hair is also tied into a high ponytail, with a white jade crown, which is no different from the person behind her. of beauty.
In the mirror, his figure is shrouded under the figure of another person. The shoulders, waist, legs, and every curve are perfectly similar, as if crossing the ages.
Exactly the same, called couple clothes.
Moreover, this piece on his body was once close to Ming Ci Yue’s skin, and the years were often accompanied by…
Ji Zheng’s cheeks were slightly hot.
He asked casually, “Why did you bring this?”
Ming Ciyue’s movement of arranging the hem of his clothes paused slightly, “Well… I happened to pass a blacksmith shop on the way out of Beijing. After repairing it, I took it away and took it on the road.”
“Oh.” Ji Zheng replied casually, never thinking that it was early morning when it was time to go out to Beijing, and there would be no shops open.
“Then I will take good care of it for you.”
Ming Ci said with a faint smile: “Xuanjia was originally used to protect people, not to be loved by others.”
Ji Zheng didn’t hear clearly, he was thinking about what Ming Ci Yue was doing when he was seventeen or eighteen wearing this black armor?
Just lost his father, his mother fell ill, and the young man, who was not yet crowned, set up a gun and rushed into the hinterland of the desert. For the first time, he made a name for himself and became a half-faced killer in the western desert.
It’s a pity that when Emperor Yan was put on at the age of twenty, he was still an incompetent waste.
Ji Zheng reached out and touched the mirror surface, tracing Ming Ciyue’s eyebrows little by little. His sword eyebrows reached his temples, and the slightly narrow heavy eyelids formed a beautiful but heroic slightly raised eye shape.
He has no blood relationship with the uncle, but at this time, he can’t help but suddenly want to ask in his heart, does he resemble the uncle?
“It’s very similar.”
Ji Zheng woke up, and suddenly found that Ming Ciyue was also looking at himself through the mirror, and his eyes met in the dim bronze mirror.
His eyes were gloomy and gloomy, with a pool of water, which was extremely difficult to understand.
“The emperor and the minister are very similar.”
The author has something to say:
This section is about wearing black armor for the other party, inheriting the spirit of protecting the family and defending the country, and actively improving. The two of them are still wearing clothes, that is, they wear another layer of armor. life-saving
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