Emperor Tongue [Rebirth]

In October, the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Liaoliang military headquarters died suddenly in the military tent, his head was taken, and the morale of the army was in chaos.Three days later, the head of the commander-in-chief was wrapped in Gebu and sent to the frontier garrison camp, which shows the ambition of the wolf in the Northern Liao Dynasty.The emperor was furious, and deliberately sent his troops northward.All the ministries in the grasslands of the Northern Liao Dynasty were ready to move, and within three years there would be chaos.

Qi Rong stared at the letter on the table, and slowly twisted it, his slender fingers secretly kneading it into a ball.The pitch-black hair was like the feather of a jackdaw, somewhat covering the long and narrow phoenix eyes that made it difficult to see clearly.

The crown prince kept his word, but the mother did not know how to persuade the housekeeper, and now Qi Rong has moved into the most remote private courtyard in the grand master's mansion.Decades of hardship in the well had tortured him into a nocturnal scorpion, his feet stepped on the green bricks, and Qi Rong didn't know where to go at that moment.

This courtyard is not big, it is like a drop in the ocean to the majestic Grand Master Zhao's mansion.But for the fourth prince who has not seen the sun for a long time, it is terrifyingly spacious.The hole in the well completely trapped him, and the empty arrangement not only made him feel at a loss, but also made him uneasy.It seemed that there were dozens of hands hiding a few steps away. They hooked their sharp claws and roared sharply, wanting to drag him back down the well all the time.

All the corners that can hide people, can't leave a single place!

Only his jade qin was hung on the wall behind Qi Rong, and the whole room was still covered with soft thick blankets.In addition, there is a rosewood square table left, there is no shortage of pen and ink paperweights, and there is a grand master's chair that is convenient for resting, nothing else.

He and the fifth brother are not as good as weak crowns, and their appearance is quite similar, with a slightly sick complexion.Taking medicine for a long time when he was a child caused bloodshot eyes to appear in the sockets of his eyes. At first glance, the whites of his eyes were faintly red, as if they would burst open with a little effort, just like the evil dragon that had been trapped for thousands of years reappeared ferociously, trying to cause chaos in the sky.

The day always made him restless and disturbed his tranquility.Qi Rong didn't like it, so he ordered people to cover the wooden windows with a black cloth, and he lived alone in the small courtyard, but it seemed even more like he was not in this world.

The only thing that pleased him was that the fourth brother was quite shrewd, and finally survived, and placed his own manpower in every palace.Just now the letter was handed in by the housekeeper yesterday, and it was written by the prince himself.The strokes of the pen are strong and powerful, and the voice does not leave any room. Qi Rong smiled secretly, could it be that the fourth brother has figured out the secret?

But if this is the case, both he and himself must stockpile soldiers in advance. The best strategy is to find a mountain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and raise a few thousand more soldiers.The soldiers need food, grass, horses, chain mail, bows and arrows... everything is not a small amount.Even though the grand master's residence has this money, if the old grand master knows that the two grandsons are plotting against the father, he may not be so cruel.In this way, the expense must be paid from elsewhere, could it be that the fourth brother really wants to use Yanyin's thoughts...

Qi Rongsu's face turned to the sky, thinking of this, he picked up his pen and calculated Dazhao's current salt administration.Lizhou belongs to the south and has produced grain since ancient times.In the north, there are mostly salt warehouses.How to revitalize this road, it seems that it has only been through two cold winters.After the winter, most of the salt warehouses are in a hurry, and most of the salt merchants are hooking up with the officials of the salt government. If they can persuade the fourth brother to ask the mother to let him go this time, this will be...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Qi Rong couldn't help sneering when he heard the sound of knocking on the iron lock, put down his pen and leaned back, closed his eyes and asked, "What's the order from the butler? If you just put the lunch on the floor, the king will take it by himself, so it won't be too much trouble." .”

"The adults in the palace said that Shun'an lived in the well for many years, and he felt very wronged. Therefore, he assigned a girl to take care of Shun'an's daily life carefully every day, which can also relieve boredom. This girl has been in the house for many days, too. The teacher and the grand teacher's wife also looked at it well, and taught some rules. The old slave will send the man here today, he is a little younger, if he can't use it, he can change it."

The butler opened the chain of the courtyard door halfway and said, without any sign of impatience on his face.The Fourth Prince has been withdrawn and withdrawn for a long time. Seeing that such a small boy has grown into this, the housekeeper is probably only more disturbed than the old grand master.That year, His Royal Highness was covered in bruises all over, and blood-red sores appeared on his arms and legs from the cold water.I thought the child was gone, but Mrs. Tai Shi warmed her back up with her own chest.

In the end, the butler invited the doctor, but the old and dim-eyed doctor said that the baby was dead, and the spots on the body had already appeared, so why did he treat him? Wasn't it a robbery from the hand of Hades?The butler immediately ordered people to sweep the foolish doctor out, and spent a lot of money overnight to find a good doctor.

When the Fourth Highness was a baby, he only loved the housekeeper's hug, and he often slept restlessly, fearing that he would be frightened into a nightmare by that death.Every time he wakes up crying and waving his forearm like a lotus root, even if he is hugged and coaxed by the nurse.The old grand teacher's wife is old and mentally ill, so she can't take care of her all night long, so the housekeeper has to take care of the fourth prince, who is still in his swaddling clothes, and stroll around the house.At this time, the fourth prince stopped making things difficult, and fell asleep drowsily with his fingers in his mouth.

Therefore, the butler always preferred the Fourth Highness over the Crown Prince, and even complained from the bottom of his heart.There are hundreds of servants in the Grand Master's Mansion, if the prince and the Fourth Highness don't look the same, how could he be willing to hide the Fourth Highness underground?

Thinking of this, the butler pressed the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, pushed the girl in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Go, you can't neglect to serve Shun'an in the future, and put your heart into everything. If Shun'an wants something, The girl told the old slave directly. If the old slave brings food, bedding, and dinner, she will never make the girl feel wronged."

"Old man, who is this guy here?" Liao Yiyi was wearing a begonia, banana leaf and lotus flower cap, and her black hair, which had been loose for a long time, was finally tied into a neat bun. .

"Here..." the housekeeper looked at the wooden window panes covered by black cloth, as if telling an untrue story about ghosts and gods, and replied: "Here lives the oldest man in the Grand Master's Mansion." Precious master."

"Yiyi can save it, and I will take good care of it. The old man is at ease." Liao Yiyi blessed Xiaofu, and hurriedly got in, after all, she was still a child at heart.The pearl hair comb inlaid with flowing gold and jade is inserted in the bun, which is very beautiful.

Qi Rong closed his eyes and laughed at himself, his breath seemed to be imprisoned, stagnant and unwilling to move.serve?I'm afraid the fourth brother arranged someone to watch him day and night, right?It's no wonder that the fourth brother thinks too much, he is harmful to people's hearts, so he is afraid that people will guard against him?If one day he is called back to life, the fourth brother will definitely end up in a...

The tightly closed door creaked and opened a crack, and the breeze blew into the black hole like rotten water, stirring a few strands of hair hanging in front of Qi Rong's eyes.

"Huh? Is there... anyone living in this room?" Liao Yiyi stepped forward with one foot and asked himself.Didn't the old man say that the most valuable master lives in this house?How can it be so dark, like the cave where Xiong Xiazi is hidden on Mount Ma'er?

Qi Rong seldom allows servants to enter his room, and the housekeeper would also inform the servant if he thinks about it.How could he endure being barged into the door by servants, his brows were raised for a moment, and he threw a wolf hair towards the door.

"Bastard! You should come to this king's house too! Get out!"

Liao Yiyi touched the wall with both hands, and the blind man walked forward like an elephant. He finally found the window lattice, but was blocked by a layer of cloth nailed to the wooden lattice. He grabbed the thread of the cloth and tore it.The mountain girl's hands were not weak, and she took advantage of the situation to pull out a hole in the cloth.

"Oops!" Liao Yiyi was hit by the sudden wolf hair, it didn't hurt, but she was startled.The ink splashed and fell onto her hibiscus-colored skirt, instantly staining it.

"How can you be like this!" Liao Yiyi felt sorry for the new clothes, followed the figure in front of her and glared, feeling resentful in her heart.If you say you did something wrong, you will be punished, but you can't be bullied for no reason.

"Hmph! Reckless woman! Where did this rough woman come from! I don't even know who this king is!" Qi Rong walked towards the unsightly light, and stepped out of the shadow step by step.The annoying light lit from the top of his boots, like a resurgent mountain fire, burning from bottom to top to his face.

"You, you are rude! Where is someone who swears at the mouth, isn't it a lunatic? You... eh? You are Brother Qi?" Liao Yiyi still thought that some kind of evil spirit Rakshasa was about to emerge, but when he looked carefully, he saw a picture of an acquaintance Looking at the outline of the man, he said unhappily, and trotted towards the man, "It was Big Brother Qi, but it was Yiyi just now, and I didn't hear it. My brother misses you very much!"

"Brother Qi?" Qi Rong clenched his fist secretly, not knowing what the intention of the agent sent by the fourth brother was, he stepped back and asked.

"Yeah, Yiyi and the mothers have learned to comb their hair now, and they wear this hair comb every day, and take it off and hide it under the pillow at night, so that they can always remember Brother Qi's kindness to the Liao family. It's just..." Liao Yiyi looked complex Embarrassed, he lowered his head and muttered, "Brother Qi hasn't washed it for a long time? It smells like..."

It's all smelly, it's all smelly... Qi Rong's eyes were red, blood dripped from his palms, he wished he could kill this ignorant girl with her own hands!

He smells everywhere!

Like a pair of jade hands, Jin Qiu embraced Xu Feng and faded Ku Xia's sleeves.

Qi Mo tossed and turned on the couch several times, his eyes dimmed, but he couldn't make any effort to think about it, his neck was faintly greasy and sweaty.Two curtains of crimson and gold draped down the four corners, and for a while the sandalwood smelled fragrant, and the candle seedlings in the colored glass swayed and dimmed with the wind.A person approached, raised the warm curtain, knelt down and called out to His Highness, then took off his blue robe, and climbed up like a little monster.

"Your Highness, it's time to get up. This servant calls you to get up." The man sucked carefully, and the kiss fell on Qi Mo's neck. Suddenly, his lips softened and he stuck out a tongue, lightly pecking at the prince's Adam's apple. It seems that he is obsessed with something unique to men.The wet and soft little tongue turned around stupidly, suddenly turned down, the man pretended to be courteous again, separated his legs, knelt and rode on the crown prince, and let out a few groans from his mouth.

"Your Highness is too sleepy." He used a pair of small hands to push aside the hem of the prince's apricot-yellow clothes, and put his ten fingers in to touch the prince's chest.Slowly peeling off Qi Mo's clothes, he put the tip of his lips on the prince's flesh again, licked wetly and took a deep breath, burning watery colors.

After some teasing, Qi Mo was already emotionally moved, his chest was already covered with wet marks, the man's tongue hooked his body, as if it was not enough, but he didn't dare.The warmth of the cute tongue and the navel intertwined, which aroused the prince's bulging desire to pour out.

"Does your Highness remember me?"

"Are you... eight thousand years old?"

Qi Mo got up and asked, the man's eyes and tails had a little red rouge, even though they only met once, they were as clear as in his memory, his pupils were full of deep earnestness, and all he reflected was the prince's affection appearance.When Qi Mo answered, he raised his head and smiled, which was considered to be a response, and then he remained silent, the tip of his nose was hot and pressed against Qi Mo's lower abdomen, and his exhaled air rolled down to find the burgeoning dragon root.

"Eight thousand years old? It really is you! Fu'er, you are Fu'er..."

Eight thousand years old sticks out her pink and moist tongue and draws water marks under Qi Mo's navel. Both of them are burned red with love, and their hearts are like soaked in strong wine.In a panic, he hurriedly called out Fu'er's name, relying on his vigorous energy, he entangled and kissed Eight Thousand Years Old.The man nodded frequently, weeping and crying, he pecked his cheek lightly, swallowed the bitter tears, and then blocked the graceful lips.

Prying open the white teeth, and then sticking his tongue in, Qi Mo couldn't wait to grab the [-]-year-old body and press it down, wishing to grab and coax him in his arms from time to time.The small mouth is like a hot spring eye, kissing Qi Mo's mouth and pulling his lower lip, suddenly using the tip of the tongue to tease the bottom of Qi Mo's tongue, it slid to the lip wall, and then against the upper palate, the tongue surface against the tongue surface cross breath.The lips meet, and the mouth crosses the river.Not long after, body fluid protruded from the corners of the [-]-year-old's lips, and was licked back by Qi Mo in an instant, his waist bent in an arc shape for the prince to absorb, and he pressed against it tremblingly.

"Fu'er didn't wear underwear? Is he in love with me like this?"

Qi Mo bit his temporarily white and tender shoulder, although Ba Qiansui shook his head and said nothing, he curled up his feet in shame, covered his eyes with his hands, and closed his fingers together.The waist trembled uneasily with the prince's fondling, and the pointed nipples longed to be sucked with wet lips.The prince asked again, only a few uncomfortable gasps were left at the age of [-], his white teeth bit his wet lips, and he never answered.

"Has Fu'er ever thought of me? Your lonely thoughts have hurt you." The crown prince lowered his head and sucked between his brows, lovingly wiping away the teardrop hanging from his left eye.His fingertips rubbed against the mole of tears, and Baqiansu frowned deeply, panicked and wanted to dodge backwards.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Qi Mo squeezed his waist and eyes with both hands, pecked at the tip of his two small breasts, and still played with his tongue when he heard eight thousand years old softly let out a few moans.After pecking enough, he flipped his palms to pick up the eight thousand year old's leg, and suddenly he was so shocked that he raised his neck and begged for mercy, he struggled and twisted to close his thigh.

"Your Highness, don't look... this servant has all been cut, servant... no." Eight thousand years old's complexion was flushed, his lips were stained with someone's body fluid, and he sobbed endlessly.