Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

"Thump, thump, thump"

Listening to the sound of people coming down the stairs without a pause, until she could no longer sense Chen Mo's breath, Nalan Yiren snorted angrily, her sharp eyebrows mixed with a hint of annoyance.

For some reason, although she acted very angry, an indescribable meaning surged in her heart. Feeling the pain and strangeness at the collar of her clothes, she raised her hand and imitated Chen Mo's just now, making a snowman.

Nalan Yiren frowned. Why didn't she feel anything? When that bastard touched her just now, her body became weak and numb.

She sat down in front of the dressing table and began to unbutton her collar. After looking around and confirming that no one was peeking, she pulled the collar down. Without the cover of the bellyband, her slightly broad chest was white and rosy, as if it had been ravaged without a trace of pity.

Nalan Yiren's eyes were blank for a while, and she bit her lips that were kissed by Chen Mo without blood.

That bastard, he was so cruel.

Nalan Yiren quickly suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and cursed someone with vicious words in her heart.

On the other side.

After Chen Mo left the Stargazing Tower, he walked in the corridor, his expression still aftertaste. That feeling, for him who lingered in the flowers, was not the best, but the object was Nalan Yiren, it was very different.

As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as...

Although this is unpleasant to hear, it just confirms Chen Mo's current thoughts.

After all, Nalan Yiren is not his woman. For a stinky man like Chen Mo, every step forward has a great sense of accomplishment and can bring spiritual pleasure.

He took out the bellyband and sniffed it. There was a bathing fragrance mixed with a faint smell of medicine. The bellyband was of ordinary style and ordinary color. There was nothing special, but it was still good to collect.

Chen Mo admitted that he was a little perverted at the moment.

He put away his bellyband and walked towards his bedroom. On the way, he thought that tomorrow was the New Year, and he should talk to the queen about the New Year.

Weiyang Palace.

There was a heater burning in the inner hall. As the heat rose, he felt warm. The bronze incense burner with auspicious beasts was emitting the fragrance from the Western Regions, which filled the entire hall and made people feel refreshed.

The floor was covered with a fluffy carpet. Wu Mi sat on the carpet with exquisite brocade bags in front of him.

Just then, a female official entered the hall and said to Wu Mi: "Queen, the emperor is here."

Wu Mi stood up happily when he heard this. Just as he was about to get up to greet him, Chen Mo stepped into the hall one step behind the female official: "Mi'er, what are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, you are here." Wu Mi stepped forward and took Chen Mo's arm to sit on the carpet together.

The female official lowered her head and retreated.

Wu Mi pointed at the brocade bags in front of him and said, "Isn't it New Year's Day tomorrow? These are the New Year gifts I prepared for all my sisters. This is a tradition in the palace."

"What are they?" Chen Mo nodded, picked up a brocade bag with the word "Shu" embroidered on it and opened it. Inside was a jade bracelet in excellent condition.

"They are small things like bracelets, hairpins, and finger guards. They are not worth much, but they are just for the sake of celebration." Wu Mi smiled.

Chen Mo opened several brocade bags in succession and took a look. It was the same as what Wu Mi said, but the variety and quality of each bracelet and jade hairpin were different.

"You are thoughtful." Chen Mo put down the brocade bag, reached out and gently pulled Wu Mi's slender hand, and played with it carefully.

Wu Mi was about to speak, but suddenly smelled a familiar smell and said in surprise, "Which sister's palace did your majesty go to just now?"

"Just now, I was with Yiren." Chen Mo did not hide it.

Wu Mi was slightly startled when she heard this. No wonder the smell was a little strange. Since she came to the harem, she had not visited Nalan Yiren.

"Oh, if it weren't for your reminder, Your Majesty, I would have forgotten the Imperial Master." Wu Mi was startled. She forgot to prepare Nalan Yiren.

Chen Mo smiled and gently put his arm around Wu Mi's shoulders. It must be said that she had a good mentality. Yang Qingqing had just complained, and she still had the mind to prepare gifts for the girls.

Wu Mi leaned her head against Chen Mo's arms and said softly, "What New Year's gift does Your Majesty want?"

"Anything is fine?" Chen Mo chuckled.

Wu Mi blushed. After all, they were an old couple. Seeing his expression, she could guess something. She blushed and hummed lightly.

"Then I think" Chen Mo leaned close to Wu Mi's ear and said it quickly. Without waiting for her to answer, he leaned close to her plump and slightly moist lips and kissed her.

Wu Mi's eyes widened, and he was terrified.

...

Jinxia, ​​Imperial Study.

"Khan, I just received a report from the spies of Wei. The Wei court sent troops to solve the problem of Yang Xian's self-reliance in Shufu. Up to now, the Wei court has completely cleared up the country, and the people's livelihood and economy of Wei are also thriving.

If the situation continues to develop like this, in a few years, the emperor of Wei will probably be like Song Taizu, who lived for four hundred years, and become the nightmare of Jinxia. Khan, we have to be on guard."

Wanyan Xiaji said in a deep voice.

Four hundred years ago, Song Taizu "invaded" Jinxia. That battle almost broke the backbone of Jinxia. If it weren't for the fact that the Song Dynasty had just been founded, the country was not stable, and the subsequent supply could not keep up, Jinxia would have been destroyed at that time.

But even so, Jinxia still couldn't stand up straight for hundreds of years. It was only in recent decades that it swept away the decadence, but it still hit a wall in Chen Mo's hands.

Wanyan Xiaji regarded Chen Mo and the Wei Dynasty he founded as his greatest enemy.

What happened four hundred years ago must never happen again.

And in his eyes, Chen Mo can't help but take revenge, so he must be prepared before that. If possible, it is best to start in advance and not give the newly established Wei too much time to grow.

Jinxia Khan Tuoba Hui is not a short-sighted person. From what we know about Chen Mo, he is too much like Song Taizu four hundred years ago.

They all came from the bottom, seized the opportunity to rise, swept across the wilderness, and never lost.

And this Chen Mo is younger than Song Taizu.

From the news reported by Wanyan Xiaji, Chen Mo still has the appearance of a wise ruler.

This is a big enemy for Jinxia.

But

Tuoba Hui sighed: "The failure of the previous attack on the Song Dynasty killed nearly half of our elite troops. In addition to the consumption of the Northern Di, the accumulation of the treasury in recent years has all been lost. Now the treasury is empty, and the previous defeat has caused great panic in the entire army. The people are tired of war. It is impossible to organize foreign wars in a short time."

The main reason is that Jinxia's resources are poor, and most of the land in the country is not suitable for farming, which makes the expenditure greater than the harvest. The war against the Song Dynasty in the past two years was the capital, but unfortunately it lost.

Now Jinxia uses all the prisoners captured by the army in recent years.

Jinxia needs time to recover.

Although he had guessed that the treasury was empty and Jinxia could not fight foreign wars again, Wanyan Xiaji couldn't help sighing after hearing Tuoba Hui's answer and said: "Khan, in this case, we have to slow down the pace of the development of the Wei Dynasty so that they can't be faster than us."

"General Xiaji has a way?" Tuoba Hui raised his eyes and looked at Wanyan Xiaji.

"There is a way, but this method is too detrimental to Yin De and Tian He."

"It's already this time, what Yin De and Tian He are still talking about? These are all things after death, speak quickly."

Wanyan Xiaji bowed to Tuoba Hui: "Khan, it's time for the plague god to descend on Zhongzhou."

Tuoba Hui frowned, pondered for a while, and said: "Just do as General Xiaji said."

"Yes."

Wanyan Xiaji withdrew.

After Wanyan Xiaji left, Tuoba Hui fell into deep thought.

Tuoba Hui didn't care about such illusory things as Tian He and Yin De, but if one of them was not done well, it would easily affect himself.

It needs to be planned well.

"Khan, Khatun wants to see you." At this time, an eunuch walked into the imperial study and said to Tuoba Hui.

"Hurry up." Tuoba Hui said hurriedly.

"Khan." Wanyan Ya walked in from the outside with a food box and a bright smile.

Wanyan Ya was wearing a plain fur coat, a white waistcoat, and a miniskirt. Although the fur coat could cover her legs, when she walked, her slender and round legs, which looked very flexible, would step out of the fur coat.

The fur coat was tight at the waist, and the upper part was open, revealing the white small clothes inside. The neckline of the small clothes was very low, and you could vaguely see half of the roundness and abyss, which made her figure extremely hot.

Of course, only Tuoba Hui could feast his eyes on such a beautiful scenery. The eunuchs in the palace all lowered their heads and dared not look up. At most, they could only see Wanyan Ya's legs.

According to the customs and habits of Jinxia, ​​Wanyan Ya's dressing was not shameless or coquettish, but a very normal way to show beauty. No one would think it was against customs, even though Wanyan Ya had a vixen face.

"Erya is here."

Tuoba Hui smiled. Whenever he saw Wanyan Ya, his attention would be drawn to her. He would not think about anything else, nor would he look at anything else. It was as if he could give up everything as long as Wanyan Ya was by his side.

"Khan, the Ministry of Works sent some osmanthus flowers from the Song Dynasty some time ago. I made osmanthus cake for you. Please try it." Wanyan Ya put the food box on the desk.

It was just a very ordinary intimate word, but when it came out of Wanyan Ya's mouth, it was charming.

She was like a reincarnated fox spirit, with charm and enchantment in her every move.