0p0 Chapter 164: My Queen, please talk to me nicely, don't do anything.
Chapter 164: My Queen, please talk to me nicely, don't do anything.
Han Zhuo paused here intentionally.
Murong Yanran only felt her heart pounding instantly!
It was like a little deer was stuffed in there and I couldn’t stop.
Although her heart had already been moved, Murong Yanran knew that this "bad werewolf" could not possibly just want her, wasn't she in his arms now?
Let him do whatever he wants!
Why is there so much trouble?
However, while her heart was sweet, Murong Yanran still had her intelligence.
She knew Han Zhuo had more to say, so she couldn't help but gently punched his sturdy chest with her pink fist, saying coquettishly, "Bad guy, stop dithering. Tell me what you want to do."
Han Zhuo grinned and said, "Actually, I quite like to dawdle, especially when it comes to you."
"You..." Murong Yanran glared at him, her heart sweet, but her slender hands had already reached Han Zhuo's waist.
"If you don't tell me, I'll tickle you and pinch your ticklish spot!"
Han Zhuo quickly begged for mercy: "My Lady, please talk nicely, don't use violence."
"I want you, the aristocratic families, to retract your outstretched hands and return all the occupied land to the country and to the people."
"Of course, families like the Li family don't need that."
After hearing this, Murong Yanran immediately said in a coquettish voice, "Why, are you picking on a soft persimmon like our Murong family?"
"The Li family has power and military power, and the Daqian Kingdom is behind them, so you don't dare to move?"
Han Zhuo chuckled mischievously, lowering his head. Next to Murong Yanran's delicate ear, he whispered softly, "The reason I asked you to spit out what you ate is because I have you in my heart, and I want your Murong family to survive."
"The reason why the Murong family needs you is because of you. I don't want to see my beauty sad."
"As for the others, they don't need to exist."
Han Zhuo's affectionate and casual words made Murong Yanran's pupils suddenly dilate!
At this moment, although she had an instinctive affection for Han Zhuo, she was obsessed with him both physically and mentally.
But Murong Yanran felt inexplicably cold in her heart about what Han Zhuo was planning!
She sensed a shocking conspiracy from Han Zhuo's simple words!
Murong Yanran said, "Are you going to attack the Li family?"
Han Zhuo shook his head and nodded again, saying, "More than that."
"Not just the Li family, I will liquidate all the aristocratic families in Xuanyuan Country that have been infiltrated by foreign forces!"
"And the situation is dire and urgent! If they survive for one more day, the Xuanyuan Nation will be one step closer to destruction!"
"When autumn comes on September 8th, my flower will bloom and all other flowers will die. The fragrance will penetrate Kunwu Mountain and the whole city will be covered with golden armor!"
Han Zhuo seldom recites poetry. After all, he disdains to plagiarize the poems of many great figures in history. After all, it is not a real skill.
But at this time, the feelings have reached the deepest level and it is within my heart.
He had no intention of reciting poetry in front of Murong Yanran to show off. After all, there was no need for that.
But this poem just fits his current mood!
After a brief shock, Murong Yanran looked at Han Zhuo with an unprecedented shock in her eyes!
I thought he was just a mean and bad boy, but I didn't expect that he had such a big heart!
Murong Yanran regained her calculating composure as the Queen Mother. She shook her head slowly, "Impossible! Even if you join forces with Lin Wuji now, you still won't be able to shake these people."
"You have to know that even though Lin Wuji is known as the God of War in Xuanyuan Country and controls nearly 200,000 troops, these aristocratic families have long been deeply rooted in Xuanyuan Country!"
"It's not like we can eradicate them by simply changing the emperor and issuing a few imperial decrees."
Facing Murong Yanran's words, Han Zhuo lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. He smiled at the beauty and said, "Your Majesty, you are right. These people are like weeds. Even if I burn them to ashes with fire, as long as the roots are there, they will grow again in the spring breeze!"
"But I plowed the ground and uprooted them, and that's all!"
Murong Yanran's body trembled instantly!
He asked, "What are you going to do?"
However, Han Zhuo did not answer directly, but stepped forward.
He was like playing a piano, plucking every string of her heart.
He put his thick lips close to Murong Yanran's ear, gently teased her, and said, "Do you know what I want to do most now?"
Murong Yanran's heart was already on the edge of her chest when Han Zhuo gently caressed her. She trembled and asked, "What do you want?"
"I think……"
A thin, long-lasting sound immediately spread in the dark alley.
It sounded like someone's whisper, and the voice had a certain magnetism.
It felt like someone was gently teasing my ears with something furry.
The itch is not only in the ear canal, but also in the heart.
More than an hour later, a carriage returned to the entrance of the alley.
After a brief pause, it slowly moved towards the imperial palace.
If you leaned over and listened carefully in the carriage, you could hear occasional cheers and laughter...
At the same time, a dozen miles west of Black Wind Mountain.
A very secluded hilltop.
According to Han Zhuo's request, Xiao Ran locked up all the captured young masters together.
These young talents, who looked well-mannered, were suddenly crammed into a crowded room and immediately looked disfigured.
Some of them hid in the dark out of fear, crying like women.
Some of them were so scared that they kept begging for mercy from the guards at the door.
Others kept shouting and swearing.
At first these people were ignored until Xiao Ran appeared.
Xiao Ran's appearance and dress at this moment were somewhat different from usual.
Although she doesn't have to dress up as a tomboy, she still habitually covers up her female characteristics.
Fortunately, the armor she wore was relatively thick, which could cover her increasingly mature figure.
She also wore the same iron mask as Han Zhuo, so if you were not familiar with her, it would be difficult to associate her with a woman.
Xiao Ran pointed casually at the two young men who kept shouting and cursing.
He said to his men, "Bring these two out!"
The two young men were quickly pulled out by four burly men. One of them raised his head, glared at Xiao Ran, and shouted angrily: "Do you know who I am? I'm from the Yang family, and my father is the Minister of War!"
"If you have any sense, let me go right now! Otherwise, when my father sends someone over, I'll kill you all!"
Xiao Ran looked at the handsome young man in front of him. Suddenly, he imitated Han Zhuo's gesture and grinned.
She said, "Looking at your pretty little face, I feel so sorry for you."
"Brothers, take off his pants! Give him twenty lashes first to teach him a lesson!"