Reborn and Queen

These words are indescribable, both emotional and reasonable. Xiao Sujin pondered, made up his mind, his eyes were gentle like water, swallowing Ling Yuexi inch by inch, and finally sighed: "I know, no one can stop what you have decided.

.So that's it, go!"

After Xiao Sujin said that, his back turned to Ling Yuexi, and his thoughts fluctuated.

He hoped that Ling Yuexi would be by his side at this time and accompanied him through the difficulties with a soft voice.

His queen was always keen on court affairs and lacked the tenderness between husband and wife.

In the blur of night, a black figure was familiar with the road and jumped into Xuhua Palace.

In the bedroom, the fragrance was so strong that the beauty in red on the soft couch supported her head with one hand, closed her eyes to rest. The quilt on her chest slid to the ground, revealing her honey-colored skin, and the deep ravines were enough to make people fall into depravity without regrets.

The maid saw the man in black and gently retreated out.

The person who came was Su Qing.

At this moment, his eyes could no longer be moved away. He walked step by step, picked up the quilt, and gently covered it. However, the sleeping person moved slightly, and his fingers touched the smooth and elastic skin, which made him shudder.

"Holy, Saint!"

Su Qing called out guiltily.

Mei Zhuang slowly opened her eyes, reached out and hooked Su Qing's neck, forcing him to lean towards him, his jaw almost touching her plump breasts.

"Mr. Su, what good news did you bring to me?"

The plum blossom exhaled like orchids, and the strong fragrance hit Su Qing, and his thoughts gradually became dazed.

"The Huai'an flood is in the air. The queen will set off tomorrow and go to Huai'an to distribute supplies in person!"

"Haha, what a good mother of the country who is dedicated to her efforts! Lord Su, I am tired, so I will take me to bed."

Su Qing was so excited that she picked up Mei Zhuang tremblingly, walked to the inner room, and gently placed Mei Zhuang on the bed. Suddenly, the candle fire was extinguished, and in the dark, the soft fragrance and warm jade wrapped around his neck.

Like a lazy cat.

"Mr. Su, I am afraid!"

At this time, Su Qing's last reason collapsed. His brain was drowsy and his body and mind were unbearable. He quickly took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and was in a mess all night.

In the middle of the night, Su Qing woke up and saw him lying on the bright red bed without any sign. He was surprised. Slowly, he remembered that he had carried the saint to the bed, and the light went out, and then... his head was still

He was a little swollen, but he knew what he had done.

Through the mandarin duck screen, he saw the saint sitting in front of the bronze mirror, slowly combing his long hair.

He hurriedly jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, and was about to go out, but a charming voice came: "Mei Zhuang is lonely in this heaven. Thank you for your kindness. One day, a Japanese lord was favored and was the first of the six palaces. Su

The general is the sword-bearing guard beside the lord! Instead of Wu Qingyang!"

The ** feeling seemed to be still rushing inside. Su Qing suppressed the fanatic feeling in her heart, and said in a deep voice: "Su Qing must be as the saint wished!"

When Mei Zhuang heard this, a touch of mockery raised in the demonic eyes, but in the words, she was extremely gentle.

"Mei Zhuang believes in Lord Su. The Queen will leave the palace tomorrow, and you and your sister will follow you. Only by knowing yourself and your opponent can you win every battle!"

Su Qing quickly disappeared into the night, Mei Zhuang's charming face immediately cooled down, and she ordered coldly: "Don't forget to take medicine!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Behind the Dark Pavilion, a red figure hurriedly left, his steps were messy!

The sky gradually faded, and the morning light was slightly dewed. Wu Qingyang led two thousand imperial guards to escort Queen Ruize to set off from the Arc de Triomphe.

Xiao Sujin personally tied a cloak for Ling Yuexi, held her cool hand tightly, and looked sad and reluctant. "Xi'er, take good care of yourself!"

"Well! So are you, don't stay up too late."

"Xi'er..."

Xiao Sujin was unwilling to let go of Ling Yuexi's hand, as if she had left like this and would leave herself forever.

"Your Majesty, Xi'er is gone!"

Ling Yuexi pulled out his hand, comforted her and smiled, turned around and walked into the carriage quickly.

Before, when Ling Yuexi went on a war, Xiao Sujin never felt this kind of uneasy, but this time, he was just Huai'an not far away, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.

The group of people escorted hundreds of supplies trucks and rushed to the temporary tent outside Huaian City, it was already late.

The floods came fiercely, and many houses collapsed, and countless people were killed and injured. The Empress visited the disaster area in person. The people in Huai'an City knelt on the ground one after another, shouting loudly for thousands of years, and cried with emotion.

Lingyuexi Water Moon long skirt is simple and elegant. The flying dragon's cloak in the sky is flying in the wind, revealing her eyes bright, confident and firm. She stood on a huge rock and comforted her loudly: "Huai'an is in disaster,

The whole country is sad, and the emperor is even more worried, so he sent an envoy to help the people of Huaian to overcome difficulties on behalf of the emperor. Huaian City is gone, but we will definitely be able to rebuild a beautiful city under the might of holy grace. Moreover, I promise everyone

, not only should we stop the turmoil and turmoil in Yujiang from now on, but we should also make it surrender to the people and benefit the people!”

Although the victims kneeling on the ground did not know how their queen managed Yujiang, these victims who lost their homes and loved ones saw a glimmer of hope.

Xiao Mojue's ink-colored robe was covered with mud and water. He looked a little tired, with a few hairs scattered on his forehead. He saw the beautiful figure in the torch reflected from a distance.

He knew that Ling Yuexi would definitely come.

Sometimes, Xiao Mojue is also wondering, is Ling Yuexi heartless or ruthless? Or is he sentimental and affectionate?

When Ling Yuexi walked into the big tent, Xiao Mojue sat at the table, pouring and drinking on his own. When he saw Ling Yuexi, he just asked, "How is the Queen!" and he stopped talking again.

"Regent, thank you for your hard work!"

Ling Yuexi didn't know when he started, so he couldn't call out "The Prince's Father", but instead called "Regent".

Ling Yuexi even more unexpectedly, it was the regent who was powerful and above ten thousand people in the Celestial Dynasty who would personally go back and forth in the sludge and do his best to rescue the survivors.

This kind of Xiao Mojue made Ling Yuexi's lips raise, and she felt inexplicably happy inside, as if she didn't feel wrong.

On the back wall of the front seat, there was a map of Huai'an City hanging. Ling Yuexi leaned closer and took a closer look.

Huai'an belongs to the lower reaches of Yujiang. He turned a corner in Huai'an City and ran eastward. Disasters always come from this big curve. As long as you open a canal from this curve, you can divide a tributary and Huai'an City forever. You can avoid future troubles forever.

Use this water to prevent drought.

Xiao Mojue and Si Nan listened to Ling Yuexi's analysis and opinions, and were secretly surprised, but they had to admire him.

They just thought about how to increase the river embankment, but never thought about using the Yujiang River to benefit the people. This is a good thing for the blessings of all generations.