I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao's ears were agitated by his calm attitude. He didn't know where to put his eyes, his slender fingers stuck to his chest, and his mind was confused.

It's the man's chest that is so hard, so... just like this?

In exchange for his words... I don't want her to marry him. On the contrary, she married him back.

She couldn't figure out how, she just thought he looked like a fairy.

And her scholar who was bewildered by the elves was weak as paper, and the world was beautifully placed in front of her eyes, and all her thoughts came to him, and she couldn't think of anything else in her mind.

The scene of falling asleep together... It’s not that I have never dreamed of it in the dream, but when she dreamed, she always looked at herself more, only seeing herself in the dream was reluctant, and never noticed what he was. appearance.

Jiang Lao's hand was pulled and couldn't come back. She raised her head and looked at Rong Lu's lazy and smiling face. Not long after she woke up, she didn't wake up much, and her heart began to throb.

Since she couldn't hide, she simply retracted her face into the quilt, her sight was blocked by the quilt, and she could no longer see the pictures that made her blush and heartbeat, so she could hide her red face.

Rong Ming smiled, let go of his hand, and got up and went to bed first.

Jiang Laohuan hid her face under the quilt. She bit her lip and couldn't figure out when her hand reached him during the night.

Fingers curled up and curled up, and the fingertips couldn't help but feel a little hot when thinking of what I had just touched.

She took a few breaths before finally getting out of the quilt.

Rong Ming had already worn most of his clothes.

Jiang Lao glanced around the room, the door bolt was replaced on the door and did not move away, there was no maid waiting in the room.

She remembered his habit of unwilling to be served close to him. Seeing that he changed it, she didn’t say much, but she got up and went to Rong Ming’s eyes, tied the rope on his clothes and fastened the clothes on his clothes. buckle.

She had done this action thousands of times in her dream, but now it was awkward and unfamiliar. During the change, she changed a button by mistake. Rong Chen didn’t say anything, she just looked at her with a smile, and it was Jiang Lao who saw him. The folds on the front of her shirt were wrong, and she noticed that she had buttoned the buttons in the wrong place, and hurriedly unbuttoned them again and buttoned them back.

After finishing his clothes, she blushed because of her clumsiness and said, "I won't be like this anymore."

Rong Ming smiled and repeated the word in her words that made him most pleasing, "Well, in the future."

When the maid came to dress Jiang Lao, Rong Chen watched from the side. When she was dressed, he took her hand for breakfast, went into the palace together, and offered tea to Emperor Zhaowu.

If Queen Jiahe had not been confined to the Palace of Fairview, she should have been there.

But Emperor Zhaowu banned her and never mentioned it. When the ban was lifted, I don’t know the Queen Jiahe, and other discerning people in the palace could also see it. The Emperor Zhaowu sought the queen to liquidate, and it was not only the account of poisoning the Qiang warriors. There must be something else.

Otherwise, he would only use the sin of poisoning a Qiang warrior, and be imprisoned for ten days, get rid of the phoenix seal, and he should be released.

When serving tea, Jiang Lao coughed a few times from time to time when he saw Emperor Zhaowu coughing, and he looked at Emperor Zhaowu more. When he left the Jinluan Temple, he suddenly felt a little careless in his heart.

There are something I want to say, but I know I shouldn't say it.

Counting that she has passed the seventeenth birthday, in the dream, when the new emperor succeeded to the throne, she seemed to be in the peach and plum years.

So today's emperor...

She glanced at Rong Ming who was walking beside her. He had a faint smile on his face all day, and he seemed to be in a good mood, so she couldn't bear to say something discouraging.

It's a pity that she never dreamed of who Emperor Zhaowu would pass the throne to.

She only knew that as long as it was not the seventeenth prince or the fourth prince ascending the throne, no matter it was Rong Ming, nothing would happen to her family.

The tea was over, and Ning’an Bo’s house returned. The newly-married couple had a half-month holiday. Ning’an Bo’s property in Jinling had a lot of business. Jiang Lao thought about it. At this time, it’s on Mount Raogu. The scenery in Zhuangzi of Zhuangzi should be pretty good. With hot springs that can soak in the hot springs, which can relax the muscles and promote blood circulation, it should be able to nourish and nourish the body.

She asked the maid to take care of her baggage and plan to live there for a few days.

She felt that her life was monotonous. Even when she met her and returned to Jinling, it was either reading or socializing. He had never heard of any other preferences. Apart from socializing, he had not even been to a restaurant once. At that time, she wanted to intervene and let him learn how to have fun in his free time, because he didn't have the right identity, he didn't do it for a long time.

Now that she became his wife, she finally had a chance to intervene, and when all her luggage was packed, she bounced to the study to look for him.

In the study, the spy who had just been sent by Rong Ming to report the news to him was very cold. He heard the familiar footsteps, his eyes softened a little, and he walked quickly and opened the door of the study. He saw that it was Jiang Lao coming. He smiled.

He is still obedient and obedient, everything follows Jiang Lao's appearance. When she thinks of Rao Gushan, he follows without any complaints or opinions.

When the spy who came to tell the matter was in Huaizhou, he followed Rong Chen for a while, and he had seen Rong Chen's ruthless tricks, and now he sees all his hostility in front of his petite newlywed wife. She was so soft that she was so shocked that she couldn't say anything.

...

Although Rong Ming was in Raogu Mountain, he did not relax his surveillance of Jinling.

Emperor Zhaowu's body is not getting better every day.

He has no feelings for his father, and thinking that Emperor Zhaowu's body is gradually dying, he doesn't even have any waves in his heart.

It's just a person who doesn't matter.

He was able to survive in the palace because he managed to survive by hiding his guns and guarding against the arrows, not because of his blessing.

Now the power in his hands is earned by himself, not from him.

If necessary, he can even send him a ride ahead of time for the throne.

The throne must fall into his hands.

Jiang Lao married him, and his wealth and life were all put in his hands.

I used to want the throne to take revenge, to torture those who had trampled him, and now I want to protect the throne.

If the throne falls into the hands of others, with the methods he uses to deal with them now, if they really want to get the throne, he will definitely not be able to tolerate him.

Jiang Lao will definitely be implicated by him.

And he should keep her safe.

After reading the secret letter sent by the spy, Rong Chen took his internal strength and crushed the paper on the palm of his hand. The sound of Jiang Lao's footsteps came from the courtyard. He opened the door and saw her blushing, and he raised his hands in excitement. A small jar with soil in it, "Look what I dug out?"

The wine jar was stained with soil, and her hands and face were covered in it, her original white face became dirty.

With a smile in his eyes, Rong Ming stretched out his hand to wipe the dust off her face, "It's wine."

"It's a good wine." Jiang Lao patted the jar, and said with good reason: "The wine that my father hid so deeply must be a good wine."

Jiang Lao knew that there was wine buried in the village of Raogu Mountain.

She brought him here, just to see what he liked, so that this person would find something to relieve boredom when she couldn't be with him.

But when she arrived at Rao Gu Mountain, she realized that it was not easy to find out what Rong Wei liked.

It's hard to find out what he likes to eat.

At first, she didn’t think so. She would try to put meat and vegetables in his bowl during the meal, to see what he would move or not. Later, she gradually realized that as long as she was holding something, he would eat it, and then she understood those things. Things are not what he really likes to eat at all.

He listened to what she said, but he didn't seem to like anything.

Jiang Lao moved his mind to dig wine.

Don’t talk about her father, just her grandfathers, grandfathers, uncles, and uncles. Everyone likes wine. Most men are good wines, and they change for some lust. He doesn’t want to think about lust, but she can agree to a good wine. .

Seeing that Jiang Lao wanted him to taste the wine, Rong Lu declined, "I can't beat the wine."

"I don't want him to drink more, but it's okay to have a drink."

"Then you drink with me?"

Rong Chen squinted his eyes, his phoenix eyes dimmed, and he looked at Jiang Lao.

Although Jiang Lao didn't drink much wine, she is not afraid of the spicyness of the wine nowadays, even because the cup of Hewu wine that she drank on the wedding night tastes good, and she has a good impression of the wine.

She was about to nod, but Rong Chen shook her head, took the wine jar in Jiang Lao's hand, knocked it, as if she was thinking something, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and said to Jiang Lao: "This wine should taste good. , It’s just that you can’t drink.”

Jiang Lao frowned, "Why?"

It tastes good, why can't she drink it?

"If you drink it, something will happen."

"Not a bite?"

"No." Rong Chen said decisively, "I'll accept this wine, you don't want to make another idea."

Jiang Lao had been digging for a long time for a long time, but in the end he didn't even know what the taste of wine was.

She didn't care so much at first, but the words that Rong Yu said made her feel like she was scratched in her heart, and she was about to be moved by the jar of wine.

Just one sip doesn’t work. It’s okay to taste a bit, right?

She wanted to get the wine back in her hands calmly, but she was not big enough, she couldn't get it on tiptoe several times, and left with anger.

I thought about how to steal the wine back from Rong Ming all day, but at night, I saw this jar of wine on the table in my bedroom.

Jiang Lao was surprised and surprised, and asked Ming Shao, "Where did this wine come from?"

"I don't know who put it in the yard. The slave and maid saw it and brought it back to the house."

"Then your Highness is back?"

"Not yet."

Jiang Lao stopped inquiring about the origin of the wine. He heard that Rong Ming was not there, and his eyes were smiling like the first quarter of a moon in the sky. He waited for Ming Shao to go out, secretly opened the jar, and planned to taste a little.

It was a little bit, but after taking a sip, the wine was so hot that my throat was sore when I coughed.

She swallowed a sip of the wine and didn’t plan to touch it again, Ming Shao

Came over to take a look at Jiang Lao, and saw her blushing strangely, "Couldn't the girl be drunk?"

Jiang Lao's voice was a little confused, and he stretched out his voice and said, "I'm not drunk..."

Ming Shao shook his head, "You must be drunk, that jar of wine smells so choking, 80% of it is strong wine."

She propped up Jiang Lao, "His Royal Highness said, I will ask you to take a dip in the soup pool later, and the slave maid will take you there. You can warm up your body and you may feel more comfortable."

Jiang Lao obediently was taken by Ming Shao to the bathing pond. She was half awake and half drunk. When she arrived at Tangchi, she saw Huaiqing who was guarding outside.

Ming Shao stopped when he saw this. Jiang Lao didn't think anything was wrong. Although he was drunk, he looked like an obedient person and asked Huaiqing, "Can I go in?"

After Jiang Lao walked in, Huaiqing pulled up the stone gate and exhaled.

Ming Shao talked to him, "His Royal Highness is in there?"

Huai Qing nodded.

Jiang Lao stepped into Tangchi, visited this Zhuangzi several times when he was a child, and soaked in the Tangchi here. Although the memory is blurred, he can remember some things vaguely. He walked in the memory and touched the water temperature by the edge of the pool. The conversion is appropriate, and the clothes are untied, and only one small garment is left in the water.

She only had her small head exposed on the water, lying on the edge of the pool, staring at the bubbles on the water, wondering whether she was drunk or not, but she didn’t realize that a person who was really not drunk would never think of this. problem. Even if she felt that her sip didn't make her drunk, she was just slightly drunk. At the moment, she was steamed to look like she was drunk, her whole body was pink, her eyes squinted and her face was pleasant.

A figure appeared in a trance before him. Jiang Lao thought it was Ming Shao, blinked, looked at it several times, and found that something was wrong.

The man's face was steamed with heat, immortal and lustful.