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Chapter 139 The General's Little Petite (39)
Chapter 139 The General's Little Petite (39)
The commander of the imperial guards was guarding outside Shangguan Jing's tent at the moment, and His Majesty let her go down in the afternoon.
It was almost evening and she didn't hear the summons, so she felt something was wrong. When she entered, His Majesty had already fainted on the ground.
Han Jin approached her casually, while asking Jinghong in his mind: "Is there anything that can control people?"
"Yes, Yingcaoguang." Jinghong immediately replied.
"Didn't you say you still need points?"
"That's just a program setting, not counting."
Jinghong scrolled through the system mall page in the space, looking at all kinds of products that were all lit up.
I feel funny in my heart, this Qing Ci is too winking.
The commander of the imperial guards looked at Han Jin standing beside her, and saluted respectfully: "General."
This is the patron saint of Changzhao, but it's a pity that she can only guard the imperial city, otherwise she also wants to see the scene of thousands of horses galloping, experience the courage of breaking the boat, and the mighty battlefield.
"Yeah." Han Jin replied casually.
Her fingers casually turned the black porcelain vase, and under the moonlight, her fair skin became more and more flawless.
"This is General?" The commander of the imperial guards looked at Han Jin suspiciously.
It seems that he didn't come to see His Majesty, but what can the general do for him?
Han Jin didn't answer, and slowly crushed the porcelain bottle with his fingers. When the porcelain bottle turned into powder, a yellow light spot floated inside, which looked dreamy under the moonlight.
The commander of the imperial guard opened his mouth wide in surprise, watching this miraculous scene.
The light spots drifted towards her slowly, but she didn't find it weird.
After the light spot melted into her body, Han Jin looked at her confused eyes, and said in a calm voice, "Shangguan Jing is not a wise king."
Han Jin didn't intend to instigate her directly, after all, she was not interested in helping others make choices.
Just tell her the fact that Shangguan Jing is not suitable to be emperor.
The commander of the imperial guards only respected the imperial power, and when she knew that Shangguan Jing had killed the first emperor and that Shangguan Fan still had a will, she would naturally make the right decision.
Originally, relying on the halo of the heroine, Shangguan Jing successfully killed the emperor of a country. As long as he didn't die, it was easy to rely on luck to protect a long photo.
But who made her move the little cutie...
Shangguan Fan looked at Han Jin's returning figure, and walked towards her hurriedly: "How is it?"
"Go again."
"Then I'll go." Shangguan Fan didn't doubt her ability at all.
Han Jin sat on the chair outside again, looking up at the full moon and stars dotted in the blue sky
The long black eyelash feathers trembled slightly, and the emotions in the pupils were hard to see through.
After a long time, the crowd playing outside dispersed one after another, and the entire grassland was silent.
Han Jin drank the peach blossom wine in his hand in one gulp, got up and walked into the tent, leaving only an unexplained sigh.
Take off your coat and get on the bed.Bai Li was still sleeping soundly, the blush on his face had faded, and he had returned to his usual white and crystal clear.
Feeling the cold air around him, he frowned uncomfortably, and waited until he smelled the familiar Lengxiang before rubbing into Han Jin's arms.
Han Jin hugged him sideways, gently rubbed his soft cheek with one hand, kissed his forehead tenderly, and whispered softly: "Good night, Ah Li."
……
early morning,
Overhead is a clear blue sky, cloudless, only the red clouds blocking the sun in the east, rising with the sun.
The surroundings began to gradually become lively, and a few birds were parked on the branches, pecking their feathers one after another.
The imperial chef was busy preparing the nobleman's breakfast by the stove, sweating profusely even if the breeze couldn't blow it away.
(End of this chapter)
The commander of the imperial guards was guarding outside Shangguan Jing's tent at the moment, and His Majesty let her go down in the afternoon.
It was almost evening and she didn't hear the summons, so she felt something was wrong. When she entered, His Majesty had already fainted on the ground.
Han Jin approached her casually, while asking Jinghong in his mind: "Is there anything that can control people?"
"Yes, Yingcaoguang." Jinghong immediately replied.
"Didn't you say you still need points?"
"That's just a program setting, not counting."
Jinghong scrolled through the system mall page in the space, looking at all kinds of products that were all lit up.
I feel funny in my heart, this Qing Ci is too winking.
The commander of the imperial guards looked at Han Jin standing beside her, and saluted respectfully: "General."
This is the patron saint of Changzhao, but it's a pity that she can only guard the imperial city, otherwise she also wants to see the scene of thousands of horses galloping, experience the courage of breaking the boat, and the mighty battlefield.
"Yeah." Han Jin replied casually.
Her fingers casually turned the black porcelain vase, and under the moonlight, her fair skin became more and more flawless.
"This is General?" The commander of the imperial guards looked at Han Jin suspiciously.
It seems that he didn't come to see His Majesty, but what can the general do for him?
Han Jin didn't answer, and slowly crushed the porcelain bottle with his fingers. When the porcelain bottle turned into powder, a yellow light spot floated inside, which looked dreamy under the moonlight.
The commander of the imperial guard opened his mouth wide in surprise, watching this miraculous scene.
The light spots drifted towards her slowly, but she didn't find it weird.
After the light spot melted into her body, Han Jin looked at her confused eyes, and said in a calm voice, "Shangguan Jing is not a wise king."
Han Jin didn't intend to instigate her directly, after all, she was not interested in helping others make choices.
Just tell her the fact that Shangguan Jing is not suitable to be emperor.
The commander of the imperial guards only respected the imperial power, and when she knew that Shangguan Jing had killed the first emperor and that Shangguan Fan still had a will, she would naturally make the right decision.
Originally, relying on the halo of the heroine, Shangguan Jing successfully killed the emperor of a country. As long as he didn't die, it was easy to rely on luck to protect a long photo.
But who made her move the little cutie...
Shangguan Fan looked at Han Jin's returning figure, and walked towards her hurriedly: "How is it?"
"Go again."
"Then I'll go." Shangguan Fan didn't doubt her ability at all.
Han Jin sat on the chair outside again, looking up at the full moon and stars dotted in the blue sky
The long black eyelash feathers trembled slightly, and the emotions in the pupils were hard to see through.
After a long time, the crowd playing outside dispersed one after another, and the entire grassland was silent.
Han Jin drank the peach blossom wine in his hand in one gulp, got up and walked into the tent, leaving only an unexplained sigh.
Take off your coat and get on the bed.Bai Li was still sleeping soundly, the blush on his face had faded, and he had returned to his usual white and crystal clear.
Feeling the cold air around him, he frowned uncomfortably, and waited until he smelled the familiar Lengxiang before rubbing into Han Jin's arms.
Han Jin hugged him sideways, gently rubbed his soft cheek with one hand, kissed his forehead tenderly, and whispered softly: "Good night, Ah Li."
……
early morning,
Overhead is a clear blue sky, cloudless, only the red clouds blocking the sun in the east, rising with the sun.
The surroundings began to gradually become lively, and a few birds were parked on the branches, pecking their feathers one after another.
The imperial chef was busy preparing the nobleman's breakfast by the stove, sweating profusely even if the breeze couldn't blow it away.
(End of this chapter)
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