Empress True Colors

"Although being used is still in danger of being beaten..." Yi Qi, who was being held by her arms, followed her obediently, muttering, "Hearing this sound is enough to **** that kid off, it's worth it, it's worth it..."

"Bang." In the next instant, he flew away from Jing Hengbo, flying in a straight line.

Fortunately, this guy had been prepared for a long time. Just after flying out, he made a beautiful turn in mid-air, with his head down and his feet on top of a tree, hanging himself up like a bat.

Jing Hengbo had already rushed to the person who made the shot.

"You know you're coming? Are you finally willing to come?" The moment Yi Qi flew out, she flashed three feet away, took off her high heels and smashed them hard, "Gong Yin! You bastard! "

The timing was perfect, Gong Yin had just sent Yi Qi thousands of miles away, before he could retract his hand, the red fish mouth high-heeled shoe hit his chest with a bang.

In fact, he could use his true energy to fly the flying shoes thousands of miles away, but when he saw what it was, he suddenly hesitated.

As soon as he made a move, the shoes probably didn't even have ashes left, as if they were her beloved things...

Just after hesitating, there was another bang, and Jing Hengbo's second shoe also kissed his chest.

Gong Yin made a copy, held the two shoes in his hands, and shook them at her.

"Have you had enough trouble?" he said.

"No!" Hengbo appeared in front of him in the next moment, and slapped a piece of paper on his chest, "Gong Yin, what are you going to do!"

Yi Qi's nosebleed was stained on the contract, and it wetly patted Gong Yin's chest, staining his Ruxue clothes red.

As soon as Gong Yin lowered his head, his face turned pale from nausea, and with a flick of his sleeves, the deed and the clothes on his chest were shattered.

Just like this, the nausea still persists, his breath is erratic, and his chest is troubled. Dirt is almost the most unbearable thing in the world, and it has surpassed the category of cleanliness. Especially this kind of dirty blood makes him even a little unsteady in breathing.

In a rage, he stretched out his hand, and grabbed Jing Hengbo who was about to run away when he saw his expression was wrong.

As soon as he raised his hand, Jing Hengbo would fly thousands of miles away.

Jing Hengbo turned around to look at him mid-air, his eyes showing no sign of weakness.

Gong Yin was slightly taken aback.

He has seen her dog legs, seen her flattery, seen her act cute, seen her tease, this woman, seemingly impulsive and indulgent, is actually very good at judging the situation and being able to bend and stretch. So bright, it overwhelms the beauty of the past.

She seems annoyed...

After such a pause, his eyes fell on the high-heeled shoes in his hand again, and he recalled in a trance the leopard-print high-heeled shoes that were hanging in his fingers on the river bank when he got off the cliff.

That enchanting and graceful back.

That part of the snow-white nape of the neck.

That strand of strangely curly long hair.

That sweet and fragrant panting and breathing.

Those days of being intimate on the Internet.

…

He changed his throwing fingers into claws, and caught Jing Hengbo, who was about to fly out of the mainland, back in time.

Jing Hengbo was not surprised at all, he tapped his fingers on his chest, and looked up into his eyes.

A pair of ice crystal-like eyes shone with a faint blue light, condensed like a lake at the foot of a distant mountain.

"Gong Yin, what exactly do you mean?" She asked, "It's none of my business what kind of agreement you signed, why did you cancel the welcome ceremony?"

"Why can't it be canceled?" He asked back, "You can do it?"

"I can't?" She asked faster, "Why do you think so?"

"Depending on your performance!" He said coldly, "Don't think that the queen is a joke, and don't think that the important ministers and the people are me and Yeluqi, and don't think that your beauty or flair can make everyone bow down in the dust and recognize you Lord. The throne has never been so simple."

"Fuck your sister's beauty!" Jing Hengbo was furious, and slapped him on the chest, "Gong Yin, you look down on people!"

Gong Yin had a tacit expression on his face, and he didn't move. Anyway, her beating was similar to a kitten's itching.

"Great, do you think you are doing it for my own good? Dare you, by the way, solve my troubles, should I thank you?" Jing Hengbo propped his forehead, and remained silent for three seconds, suddenly raised his head, took a breath and said, "Stop , don’t pretend to be cool and say it’s not for me, I don’t want to listen. Now, I understand. This is indeed your kindness, but... I don’t want to accept it, can I?”

"No." Gong Yin always knows how to **** people off with one sentence.

Jing Hengbo took another deep breath.

"I know you're worried about me...OKOK, you're not worried about me at all, you just settle this incident by the way, I understand...I don't want to argue with you now, I just want to tell you, I can pass, I can win, and I can do well , you don't care about this matter, give me a chance to prove myself, okay?"

"no."

Jing Hengbo glared at this reckless guy, his chest heaving—who said she was being unreasonable? The most unreasonable guy in the world is obviously the person in front of him!

"Why not! Give me a reason!"

"Why do you think you can do it? Do you think you can convince thousands of people? Do you think you can do things that previous queens have been unable to do?"

"Others can't do it, so I have to do it? What kind of logic are you talking about?"

"What made you suddenly feel that you can do it? A few days ago, you were still worrying about it." Gong Yin curled his lips and pointed to Yi Qi who was watching a play on a tree, "Is it because you met him? With ability, the first time you meet, you can control Big Brother Seven Kills. But let me tell you, Seven Kills can't subdue Minyi Tianxin even if they are in the wilderness!"

"Seven kills, eight kills and thirteen kills!" Jing Hengbo couldn't bear it anymore, what does this guy mean? Insinuating that she is seductive?

"Gong Yin! Don't talk about me! If you don't agree, is it because you are afraid that I will pass the test and successfully succeed to the throne, which will hinder your plan to seize the throne?" She snatched the high heels and stabbed her. The heel of his shoe was stuffed into his hand, "If you want to say hindrance, I have been hindering you all the time, why do you bother? Just kill me now, come on, come on," she tilted her neck, Lifting up his hair, he put the carotid artery under the heel of his hand, "Come on, stab! Just a light poke is enough! Come! Come on!"

Gong Yin lowered her head, facing her neck, a slender snow-white strand, slightly revealing the blood color of the skin, protruding a little smooth delicate joints, shiny black hair falling from her fingers, and a rich fragrance rising densely.

He suddenly wanted to use his fingers to delicately touch those delicate joints one by one, and he also wanted to know whether the delicate skin of this section was curvy and exquisite, with a beautiful back like jade...

Gong Yin coughed suddenly, felt his face was hot, and retreated slightly, but a certain guy who looked flamboyant but actually numb was impatient after waiting for a long time without any movement, and felt that his momentum was not enough. Watching him retreat, he took advantage of the victory to pursue After bumping into him, he slammed into his arms, "Stab! Stab!"

With a bang, her body was pressed into his arms, shaking his chest, and felt soft and undulating for a moment, and the fragrance was compelling. He hurriedly put one hand on her shoulder, pushed her away half a foot, and turned her around violently. come over.

"Why not stab?" Jing Hengbo provocatively squinted at the high heels in his hand.

"Dirty." The moment she turned around, Gong Yin's blushing faded away, he tossed her high heels, and pulled her sleeves to wipe her hands.

Jing Hengbo was so angry that he snatched back his sleeves, "It's dirty to play tricks!"

Gong Yin paused, and when he looked up at her again, his eyes had returned to calm and cold.

"En." He said, "You are pure and noble, with a noble heart, you don't need to play tricks, you can safely ascend to the throne, and you can roam the world. Wherever the guard of honor passes, the people of the wilderness will cheer and dance, and worship."

Jing Hengbo hates him the most for using a light and cold tone and saying thick sarcastic words!

"You just don't believe that I can pass the test, you just think I'm not suitable to be a queen." She raised her head, "What if I can?"

"Then you do it." Gong Yin answered casually, "And for the rest of my life, I will protect you and let you go."

"Okay!" Jing Hengbo's eyes lit up, "Bet!"

Gong Yin said, "What if you can't do it?"

"How could I not be able to do it." Jing Hengbo curled his mouth and pressed something in his heart.

"What if you can't do it?" Someone is always so persistent.

"If I can't do it!" Jing Hengbo curled his lips and pointed his finger at his cheek, "I'll sell myself to you, I can be a slave or a concubine, and I will serve you for the rest of my life!"

She bit the word "serve" very hard, and she bit out a sticky nasal sound, which sounded ambiguous and frivolous, which made one's heart itch.

Gong Yin paused for a moment, instinctively wanting to refute - what kind of punishment is this? Every day in his Yuzhao Palace, there are thousands of young ladies begging to be his slaves, okay? If she can't become a queen, she will be exiled, but if she becomes his servant or concubine, she will be protected by him. Everyone envies her, and she has a good plan.

no!

Then he heard himself reply, "Huh."

"You agreed." Jing Hengbo rolled his eyes, "The bet must be fair, so what if I do it?"

"You ask."

"What should I do? Tell you to run naked in the hall? Tell you to dance in the square?" Jing Hengbo became more and more excited as he thought about it, scratching his head, "Oh, streaking is interesting, but I don't want you to show it to others... Sexy dancing is also good, But if you are such a zombie, you must not be able to dance well, and you will lose me...or you can lie down and tease me, and you are not allowed to resist? Leather whips, candles, and handcuffs? Tsk tsk, it's so cool..."

The more she talked, the more excited she became, it seemed that Gong Yin's loss was a certainty, and she was only worried about which punishment to use to relieve her anger and be satisfied.

Gong Yin's face turned greener and greener, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and reminded him coldly: "The premise is that you can do it!"

"Oh, then I'll think about it first, it won't be too late to raise the terms after you lose." Jing Hengbo raised his palm, "Don't renege on your debt, just bet!"

Gong Yin looked at her snow-white palm, paused, and raised her palm.

"Snapped!"

The first bet between the Queen of the Great Wilderness and the First National Teacher was established.

After all the palms were put down, before Jing Hengbo could be satisfied, Gong Yin suddenly said indifferently: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that if the queen cannot ascend the throne smoothly, she will be executed easily. If she becomes my slave, she can escape with her life and be exiled." , This is already the best end. But according to the rules of the Great Wilderness, slaves will never be free, they will remain chaste for their masters all their lives, they will never be able to have children, they will never be the main wife of their masters, and they will always serve all the wives of their masters. The fate of a concubine is actually worse than being exiled."

"So what?" Jing Hengbo puffed out his chest, "I will not be your slave, I want you to be my little shou!"

Gong Yin didn't bother to pay attention to her rhetoric.

What is skinny? I often listen to her babbling, but it's best not to ask, because the answers in her mouth will not be listenable.

Jing Hengbo turned his head and saw Yi Qi sitting on the tree, looking at her with a strange expression. She had a good impression of this guy, anyway, he was going to fight for her to grab the contract once, and it seemed unreasonable not to say hello before leaving.

"Hey, little Qiqi." She thought Yi Qi's name was a mouthful, so she simply nicknamed it on her own, "I'm leaving, do you want to enter Emperor Song City with me?"

"He doesn't want it." Gong Yin answered coldly behind her.

"how do you know?"

Gong Yin stopped talking - if this guy is not afraid of death, just try it.

"No more." Yi Qi smiled and waved on the tree, "I still have something to do, I will see you next time, I will miss you, and I will treasure the nail polish token of love you gave me."

"Okay, okay," Jing Hengbo waved his hand, "Remember to visit me, my address is... Hey Gong Yin, what should my address be? Hey Gong Yin, why is your face so dark... Hey, Yiqi, why didn't you say anything? I ran away after I finished speaking, and I haven't told you the address yet... Hey Gong Yin, why are you hitting Xiao Qiqi... Hey... ah!"

Suddenly, her eyes darkened, and she fell softly into the arms of Gong Yin who had fled back.

"You talk too much."

Gong Yin, who came back from chasing and killing Yi Qi, caught her with one hand and said coldly.

…

When Jing Hengbo woke up again, the convoy had already entered Emperor Song City.

Naturally, the "hostages" had been "rescued" by the dragon riders and returned to the team, but everyone was unavoidably depressed. After this setback, the team of the Six Kingdoms and Eight Divisions became much quieter, and even Fei Luo didn't come back. Come to the queen's coach, and stay in your own carriage all day.

Jing Hengbo remembered something after waking up, about the cause of the death of the round-faced boy from Liulibu, but she suddenly didn't want to ask any more.

The answer must be very cruel. She doesn't want to face such cruelty. The warmth she craves with all her heart turns out to be an illusion deliberately close to her. She is afraid that after she knows the truth, she will lose her trust in humanity.

It's not that he didn't think about whether Gong Yin would kill the wrong person. After all, the child looked so innocent and warm, and he really didn't look like a spy who harbored ill intentions towards her.

But because of this, she didn't dare to ask.

If this guess comes true, she is afraid that she will lose her trust in Gong Yin and drift away from now on, which seems to be more terrifying than losing her trust in human nature.

She comforted herself—from the point of view of IQ and experience, the Great God can't be wrong.

Jing Hengbo sighed, feeling like a selfish ostrich.

Then she thought of the contract, in which the leaders were asked to give up the welcoming ceremony, but she rejected the proposal, how would Gong Yin tell the other party later that the contract was invalid? He pretended to be Yeluqi at the beginning and signed a contract with the other party. Could he pretend to be Yeluqi again?

She inquired with Meng Hu, and Meng Hu told her that it was very simple, if it was carried out according to the contract, Gong Yin would slow down the progress of the queen's motorcade, and let the leaders of the various tribes who signed the contract rush back to Dige, and they would come out on their own Or please ask the chief to come forward and stop the holding of the welcome ceremony. Now that Jing Hengbo insists on the welcome ceremony, the team only needs to move forward at the original speed, and use the name of protection to prevent the heads of all ethnic groups from returning to Dige. The welcome ceremony that is already in preparation has not been changed, so it will naturally proceed as usual.

For the leaders of various clans, the seemingly careless cancellation of the welcome ceremony hidden at the bottom of the contract did not make them take it seriously. Gong Yin did not allow them to go back first, and it is no wonder that they could not complete this contract. , Naturally, no one actively protested.

Jing Hengbo patted his forehead and thought for a while, and had to admit that Gong Yin's brain cells were very useful, and complicated matters were easily solved in his hands. It must be very sad to be an enemy with such a person.

Meng Hu looked at her relaxed expression, hesitated to speak. He really wanted to tell Jing Hengbo how much the national teacher had put in so much thought and risk for this contract, but because she overturned it lightly with one sentence, and after the overthrow, how much risk the national teacher would take for her—if the Queen If he is not recognized, he, the national teacher who has the characteristics of the queen's reincarnation and welcomes thousands of miles away, will also be blamed, and it will even have an irreversible impact on his prestige and status.

But he dared not say it.

No one dares to do what Gong Yin does not allow.

Sometimes he doesn't understand what the national teacher thinks. The queen should not have been in the plan. According to the character and past behavior of the national teacher, she should find a way to kill her as soon as she appeared. but…

Meng Hu sighed and didn't want to think about it. As a subordinate, he only needs to trust his master and follow him.

It's just that this worry that I never had in my heart before, why is it getting stronger and stronger...

Jing Hengbo stared at Meng Hu's preoccupied back, thought for a while with his chin resting, and touched the back of his neck, which still hurt a little, and heaved a rare sigh.

…

"The Kanglong army has already entered Dige to take over the city defense."

"After the Zhan Yu Department agrees to the mediation agreement, lead the family's private army to retreat into the manor."

"Dragon Knight entered the capital and has already guarded the mansions of all important ministers with private troops, and no rash actions are allowed."

"The private army of the Yelu family under the name of Yelu Guoshi, as well as the Yansha army, have withdrawn."

When Jing Hengbo heard a series of military reports approaching, he knew that the Great God Gong was coming.

She poked her head out, and sure enough, she saw Gong Yin walking forward in a hurry, followed by a large group of aides and officers, each trotting and trotting closely following him, holding a large pile of paperwork and reporting back to him.

Behind him are two maids, holding huge boxes.

Gong Yin's pace was fast, but his expression was very calm. He said as he walked, "Kanglong Army took over the city defense, removed the barriers in the city, pay attention to attitude, and no conflicts are allowed. But if anyone resists, they will be killed."

"yes."

"The Zhan Yu Department and the private army of the Yelu family are allowed to stay in the city and defend the manor, but the number of them is not allowed to exceed 3,000."

"National teacher, Zhanyu and Yelu's families all live in the inner city. Due to geographical restrictions, the inner city itself has only 10,000 Kanglong guards. Now Zhanyu and Yelu each have 3,000 people, so there are 6,000 people. Too much, in case you can't control it."

"Then you can't control it. Zhan Yu and Yelu are tense now, and they are wary of each other. If any private army is forced to withdraw, it will cause a backlash. It is an immeasurable loss if they make trouble in the inner city. What we want is to get rid of them." Contain and suppress the inner city, so as to avoid the melee caused by the involvement of private armies after a long time. In addition, dispatch a team of hyperactive dragon spider webs to the inner city."

"yes."

…

Jing Hengbo looked at it eagerly—it's really cool and domineering! When she becomes a queen, she will also be followed by a lot of people, and she will also walk very fast, making decisions while walking, letting others trot to follow, and she also wants Gong Yin to follow at the front, respectfully respecting others while running. Say to her: "Hey! Yoshi! Smecta!"

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the face of Gong Yin appeared interrupted her dream. He was raising the curtain and said to the back: "The queen will drive into the city at noon, and inform the guard of honor and Yelu to get ready."

Jing Hengbo's sweet dream was shattered with a "snap"—the wish was beautiful but far away, at least now she had to listen to him when she went into the city, she hated going out when the sun was shining at noon the most!

As soon as Gong Yin raised his head, he saw her stinky face. Of course, his own face was not much better.

Since he brought her back yesterday after he knocked her out, the two met once and ignored each other.

Jing Hengbo was still very angry because of the embarrassment in the contract, and also angry that he monopolized the power and never gave her the right to speak.

As for why Gong Yin didn't have a good face - only he himself knows best.

Jing Hengbo turned his face, "What are you doing here?"

Gong Yin ignored her, got into the car, took the two boxes from the maid under the car, and said to the three of them in the car: "You three go down."

Sister Cui and Yongxue were always afraid of him, so they got out of the car without saying anything. Anyway, they can see clearly these days. Will not.

But Jingyun paused, her eyes fell on the box, and said gently: "This seems to be the queen's dress? Is it going to be changed soon? The dress is cumbersome, can I stay and help?"

"Yes, yes." Jing Hengbo felt dizzy when he heard the dress, and hurriedly said, "Why do you want to come to the woman's dress? Let them change it for me."

Gong Yin didn't even look at Jingyun, but said to Jing Hengbo: "There are some things that you can only wear yourself, I don't want to repeat it twice."

Jing Hengbo blinked, a little confused, what do you mean you don't want to repeat it twice?

There was a thin blush on Jingyun's face, but she was still smiling, "It's my family who has overstepped. The dress is expensive, and the teacher of the country taught His Majesty himself. How can my family deserve to listen to it? My family has withdrawn." Ruyi returned the money and closed the car door considerately before leaving.

Jing Hengbo looked at her impeccable etiquette, and couldn't help admiring: "Jingyun is indeed from a rich family, look at her demeanor. As for you..." She squinted at Gong Yin, "No one taught you to be polite to ladies. Is it a gentleman?"

"Is she worthy?" His answer was irritating.

"Changing clothes for me." She raised her chin even more irritatingly.

Gong Yin's answer was to place a huge box on her lap, which made Jing Hengbo's knees sink under the weight.

"It's so heavy!" Jing Hengbo was immediately attracted by the gorgeous box, pushed open the lid, his eyes widened instantly, "Wow!"

What amazes me is not the gorgeousness of the dress. In Dahuang, a place where gems are rolling around, gorgeousness is already what it should be.

Amazed by the color of the dress. It was not the imperial color like gold, red, purple, and bright yellow that she had imagined, but black!

What is even more amazing is that there is such a pure black in the world.

As thick as the night, like the most handsome purebred black horse, black satin without variegation, thick and dark.

Uncharacteristically, this dress is not equipped with a lot of gemstones. All the accessories are ancient silver that emits dark light. The color is thick and dignified, which complements the solemn and luxurious black.

The smoky gray in the dark part of the ancient silver is intertwined with the brilliant silver in the bright part, echoing the overall blackness. The hollowed-out reliefs on the belt and collar and cuffs do not reveal the shape of the beast, which is ferocious. The background is pieces of obsidian, reminiscent of the swamps all over the wilderness.

Jing Hengbo sighed in admiration, and felt that the designer had a great vision. Such a noble and simple dress cannot be suppressed by using those colorful gemstones. On the contrary, it will appear impetuous and jumpy. Without all the accessories, it will appear monotonous and depressing. Only this The same noble temperament, the ancient silver that carries the brilliance of thousands of years, can brighten the oppressive black, low-key and extravagant.

She has always liked bright colors, yellow, red, purple, green, orange, red, blue, no matter how bright it is, she has always disliked the heavy and depressing black, but at this time she suddenly became interested, without saying a word, she opened the collar and took off—

"What are you doing?" On the opposite side, Gong Yin didn't expect her to take it off as soon as she said it, and was stunned for a while, then hurriedly opened his eyes.

"Change clothes." Jing Hengbo didn't take it seriously. The dress was just a robe, and what she replaced was just a robe. She still had her tight sweater inside, so what could she see?

"You change clothes casually like this?" Gong Yin tilted his head, his tone was blunt.

Jing Hengbo stopped his hands and looked at him, yo, he turned his head very resolutely, don't you want to look? I do not want to see? I don't want to see why my ears are red again!

"Your ears are so red, are you hot?" She smiled and leaned over to blow his earlobe, "I just changed clothes like this, what's wrong? Don't you like it?"

A cool palm covered her face and pushed her face away.

"You can do whatever you like, why should I take another look at you?" He said, "Get dressed, this dress is not something you can wear casually, I have something to tell you."

"Oh." Jing Hengbo moved his body and sat upright.

…

"Speak!" After a long while, she moved her body impatiently, urging, "Why don't you speak?"

"Are you dressed yet?" He still tilted his head, refusing to turn his head.

"Of course I'm dressed."

"No, there was no sound of clothes being pulled up!" He retorted.

"I don't need to pull... Wait, how do you know?" Jing Hengbo's eyes widened, "Damn, you don't look, you eavesdrop! You listen to me getting dressed! You hypocrite! Prudence! Big Pervert! Eavesdropper..."

"Shut up." Gong Yin turned her head, unable to hold back her chattering mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Jing Hengbo was still struggling to speak, his dark eyes rolled above his palms, brushing the edges of his palms with his eyelashes desperately.

The edge of the palm suddenly became extremely sensitive, and the itchy feeling spread from the edge of the palm to the arm, passing through countless veins and blood flow like electricity, and reaching the heart. Walking among the six internal organs, his face turned slightly pale, and he withdrew his palm.

"Does he have long eyelashes?" Jing Hengbo didn't notice the change in his face, and he was triumphant.

However, Gong Yin's expression had returned to calm, his brows were even more frosty, and he withdrew his body, shaking off the robe with his hands.

"This dress was handed down by the great ancestor of the Great Desolation Emperor. It is a special dress for the welcome ceremony. It is said that this dress has its own magical features, and it is called the double treasure of the dynasty together with the official dress of the Queen of the Great Desolation."

Jing Hengbo blinked, "What rice? This dress is hundreds of years old? The old lady wore it? I don't want it."

"Please don't mention the word old woman again." Gong Yin said lightly, "If you don't want to be torn to pieces by the angry people of the wilderness."

"Hehe." Jing Hengbo said.

Gong Yin frowned - this woman is so rude. Cunning and rebellious, really difficult to deal with.

"The dress has hidden buttons, and the hidden buttons at the waist even hide sharp blades, which can be used for self-defense." Gong Yin and her knees were on their knees, showing her how to open and close the hidden buttons.

Jing Hengbo rested his chin and watched carefully...the eyelashes are so dense...the fingers are so beautiful...the movements are so dexterous...the breath is so good...

"Understand?" He demonstrated it again without raising his head and asked her.

"It's beautiful..." she said obsessively.

"What's so good?" He raised his head and saw someone's lustful eyes, he was startled and raised his eyebrows. Throw the clothes on her lap.

"Do it yourself!"

The pervert was woken up by lightning, her face was stern, she took the clothes, slammed and slapped, the hidden button opened, and then slapped, and the hidden button closed, she wiped it with her finger, twitched it, and slapped it. The sharp blade popped out from the waist without a sound, the knuckles were bent against the back of the belt, the palm was leaned against, and the dark blade was retracted.

"alright!"

A set of movements is clean and smooth.

Gong Yin was silent, suddenly felt a little headache.

If you really want to be stupid, you'll be fine, if you really want to be stupid, you'll be obedient, but you're smart!

"Why should the clothes match the Dark Blade?" Jing Hengbo, who was just peeping, now thought of the business.

"It wasn't originally. It was the seventeenth queen. Before she participated in the welcoming ceremony, she was secretly matched. She didn't do anything superfluous. At that ceremony, the tortoiseshell tribe made trouble and assassinated the queen. Although she was eventually killed Exiled, but relying on the dark blade in his arms, he saved his life."

"Is the welcome ceremony so dangerous?" Jing Hengbo gasped.

"The welcome ceremony is different from the throne succession ceremony. The welcome ceremony means preparations for the throne, but there is no official succession. At this time, the queen has no power and power, and it is open to the public. It is the most vulnerable moment. If before that, everyone If the relationship between the two parties has not reached a balance, something may happen during the welcome ceremony." Gong Yin flipped through the inside of the clothes and showed her, "There are thin iron protection for the vital parts."

"No wonder it's so heavy." Jing Hengbo suddenly felt that the clothes smelled like blood, and he didn't like wearing them immediately.

"And this pair of shoes." Gong Yin dragged another box, knelt down and took out a pair of black short boots, exquisite in style, thick sole, black satin edged with clouds, also inlaid with ancient silver toes.

"Try." Gong Yin said.

Jing Hengbo thought that the clothes had been worn by others, and blood had flowed through them. His whole body seemed to be covered with blood, so he would still wear them. He shook his head and shrank back, "No."

"Is safety more important or cleanliness is more important?" Gong Yin actually guessed her mind, grabbed her ankle, not allowing her to flinch, "Try!"

"No!" Jing Hengbo yelled, his feet in high heels flinching back.

His ankle slipped from Gong Yin's hand, and the crystal stockings slipped. Gong Yin suddenly felt that his fingers also slipped. The skin under his fingers was as soft as silk, as slippery as a fish. When he lowered his head, he saw Hengbo struggling. Half of his rose red high heels have fallen off and are hanging on his toes, exposing the exquisite snow-white insteps, just under the tip of his nose—

He suddenly let go, leaned back, the shoes fell off, Jing Hengbo giggled, and suddenly said: "I remember I wanted to wipe my toes with your chest..." After finishing speaking, he stretched his toes forward to pick at the front of his chest.

When Gong Yin lowered his eyes, he saw the snow-white skin in the transparent stockings, and the crystal pink toes were like scattered petals. At first glance, it was shockingly gorgeous, and he subconsciously leaned back. There was a car wall behind him, and it was inevitable. When he saw the boots beside him, he hurriedly Grab it and put it on her feet.

At this moment, Jing Hengbo smiled and put his feet back. This is not the modern age. Men can afford all kinds of teasing and teasing Gong Yin indiscriminately. What if he commits suicide in embarrassment?

She retracted her feet first, and Gong Yin's overshoes were behind. He was a little flustered, and the force was a little heavier. Jing Hengbo couldn't stand on one foot. In this way, he leaned against the car body, the sole of his shoe hit the car body, and there was a slight snap. A row of sawtooth popped out on the side of the shoe!

The side of the sawtooth is Gong Yin's throat!

Jing Hengbo was shocked, and screamed "Get out of the way!" Desperately, he pushed forward desperately.

"Crack." There was a slight sound, and the shoes pressed against the roof of the car! The sawtooth digs deep into the wooden walls!

The atmosphere and people in the carriage suddenly froze.

Jing Hengbo stood on a straight horse, with his left and right legs stretched into a line, forming an angle of 30 degrees with the wall of the car, and pressing on it.

Gong Yin happened to be within the safe range of the 30-degree triangle.

The tip of her nose was pressed against her right calf.

Gong Yin also seemed to be stunned, and raised his head slightly. It's a bit hard to imagine that the human body can be stretched to such an extent, that a horse can hit the top of the head at a critical moment.

In front of her is her tightly stretched body. Because of the ponytail, the leggings on her body are pulled up, revealing half of her snow-white and moist calf. Along the beautiful calf line, there are straight knees and the same tight line. thigh…

Gong Yin hurriedly stepped out of the range of her body, turned his back to her, and said: "I'm fine, you can put it down."

At this moment, his voice was soft, and his eyes fell on the exquisite rose red high-heeled shoes.

There was no movement behind him.

Gong Yin repeated it again.

It was still quiet, but there was a hissing sound, as if someone was breathing in pain.

Gong Yin turned her head and saw that Queen Jing was still walking around in a shocking way.

"Aren't you tired like this? Put it down..." He suddenly stopped, as if realizing something.

"Ahhh!" Jing Hengbo had already screamed, "Help! Pull me down quickly, I'm going to cramp too fast!"

"..."

The next moment, Gong Yin slammed the car door tightly. Blocked the guards who came to rescue after hearing the sound.

"Shut up."

He didn't want her to be seen like this.

"Hurry up and get me down... ouch..." Jing Hengbo groaned, and Gong Yin stepped forward to make a move, but suddenly he froze again and stopped.

How did she get this look?

I didn't do warm-up exercises and suddenly split like this, the consequences are easy to muscle strain, I can't pull it hard, I have to put it down gently, it's best to put it down while massaging, but no matter how I put it down, it's inevitable to hold her body...

He hesitated there, Jing Hengbo didn't care that much, the muscles on the inner thigh seemed to be twitching, and her face was also twitching violently, "Oh, Gong Yin, you're so lazy, help me, I'll save you anyway." killed you..."

Gong Yin pursed her lips—really? Can't I even dodge that knife?

But thinking of the scene just now, his eyes softened slightly.

Well, let it be.

Seeing that her face was flushed, even her eyebrows were trembling, and knowing that she was really in pain, Gong Yin took a breath and stepped forward, pressing her fingers lightly on her thigh.

The fingertips were soft and warm. Her body temperature seemed to be particularly high. The boiling heat spread from the fingertips to the bottom of his heart, and his fingers trembled.

In a blink of an eye, he saw her head tilted slightly, eyes full of pleading, he hurriedly gathered his mind, slid and lifted his five fingers forward, lifted her leg slightly, and then slowly lowered it down.

Jing Hengbo couldn't stand still, and hurriedly hugged his neck, feeling that he was slowly moving down his thigh, and the heat was generated where his five fingers passed, and the damaged tendons were repaired one by one.

After all, that position is relatively sensitive. When the pain of muscle tension passed, the feeling of numbness and trembling came like a tide. She suddenly blushed and buried her face on Gong Yin's shoulder.

The nose is full of his breath, elegant and cool, mountain snow lotus, her restless mood is slightly stable, she wants to leave but is reluctant - it's rare that Gong Yin didn't push her away, and when she didn't take advantage of this opportunity, she couldn't help but move her She rubbed her face **** his shoulders a few more times. After filling his nostrils with his scent, he suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the first intimate contact between him and her.

Gong Yin knew that she was messing with him, but he had no time to pay attention to him at the moment. He was afraid that Jing Hengbo's tendon would rupture, so he kept massaging her while putting down her thigh, but she always liked to wear leggings, which were thin and leather-like. His fingers obviously pressed as close to the knee socket as possible, and they slid down and down naturally... He had to stroke up and down over and over again, and suddenly felt her skin was hotter, and faintly heard her panting, and the fragrant aroma And gushing hot air emanated from the hair behind his ears. He was shocked by the heat, breath, and aroma, his whole body was tense, and his back was slightly sweating.