When Sang Ning saw the Dog Emperor, he was coming out to exercise under the attack of green branches' tears.
However, her body was really weak and she needed green branches to support her when walking. She really looked like an 80-year-old woman, staggering, and her legs were trembling after not even taking a few steps.
"My queen, don't be afraid. I am supporting you and will never let you fall."
Luzhi's tone was very gentle, like coaxing a child to walk.
Sang Ning also felt like a child, toddling around, and felt very depressed. She was a sick person in her two lives. How many bad things did she do in her previous life?
"Bless your Majesty."
The surrounding palace people and guards suddenly saluted.
Luzhi heard the sound, looked over, and subconsciously knelt down to salute: "Bless your Majesty."
It was also when she knelt that Sang Ning lost support, her body lost support, and she suddenly fell backwards.
She didn't panic, so she closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come.
It's better to throw her to death.
"Empress!"
Green Branch screamed in fright.
He Lanyin stepped forward quickly, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.
In fact, he watched the process of the demon concubine "toddling" and couldn't help but think: How on earth can the demon concubine serve Emperor Yanyun when she is so sick and weak? Would it cost her her life to toss a few times on the bed?
He was right. The demon concubine really couldn't serve Emperor Yanyun in bed, so Emperor Yanyun never really favored her.
At first, the demon concubine had just entered the Yan Palace. She was very immature, only fourteen years old, and her figure was not yet developed, which did not suit Emperor Yan Yun's taste for big breasts and fat buttocks. Although her face was stunning, she really had no interest in her when it came to bed.
But a good figure can be developed.
Emperor Yanyun sent people to raise her like a pet flower for two years. The flowers were in full bloom and ready to be picked, but her body bones were too weak and she would faint every time she was intimate. Although he was fatuous and lustful, he didn't have the habit of doing whatever he wanted with the "corpse", so he put it aside.
If we put this aside, the country will be gone and the people will be gone.
The flowers are still there, delicate and attractive, but unfortunately, they are beautiful but useless.
"Throwing yourself into my arms?"
He Lanyin hugged her and smiled sarcastically.
Sang Ning was laughed at, but he was not angry. He nodded and said, "Yes. Your Majesty, do you want to enjoy it?"
She took advantage of the situation and hugged his neck, puffed out her chest, and rubbed his hard chest intentionally or unintentionally, deliberately fanning the flames and showing off in his arms.
"Your Majesty, the sun is just right today, it's time to have fun. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Her charming eyes were wrapped around his eyes, becoming more charming every time.
He Lanyin was so excited by her call that she had to retreat and sneered: "There's no rush."
"Are you really not in a hurry?"
Sang Ning's slender hands traced his cheek, then went down his neck and chest: "I think His Majesty is in a hurry."
The young man's body is like the midday sun, which cannot withstand the temptation, and has shown a vigorous and burning vitality early on.
"presumptuous!"
He grabbed her hand and stopped her wanton behavior.
Sang Ning had no strength and was easily restrained. She didn't struggle, so she was honest. Anyway, the fire was already stirred up, and it was not her who suffered.
Helan Yin took a deep breath, thinking about the purpose of this trip, and gradually calmed down.
"If you dare to touch my body again, I will cut off your hand."
He threatened coldly.
She was not afraid, she smiled and stretched out her hands in front of him: "Your Majesty, are you willing to chop off these hands?"
The original owner was a beauty, and every part of her body was beautiful, especially her hands, which were fair and slender, weak and boneless, stained with cardamom, and as beautiful as works of art.
Helan Yin glanced at it, suppressed his surprise, and sneered coldly: "Why are you reluctant?"
Sanning was stunned by the question: Yes. The Dog Emperor doesn't like her, so naturally he doesn't cherish her. Judging from the several times he pushed her away, he had a strong sense of beauty, at least better than Feng Runsheng and Feng Queyi.
Also, a generation of heroes are never ordinary people.
Sang Ning still had a filter for Helan Yin. He felt that he was not close to women, kept a clean life, and was bent on pursuing imperial hegemony. He was an otherworldly and unattainable god.
In fact, the moment the god knelt down at her feet, he was just a rotten cabbage.
"Your Majesty is truly a man of iron heart."
She punched his chest in a pretentious manner.
The next moment, the person was picked up and strode outside.
She was surprised: "Your Majesty? What are you doing?"
He Lanyin glanced down at her and sneered: "Are you scared?"
Sang Ning has no concept of fear at all. No, no, she is afraid of pain and suffering. Just like now, the dog emperor hugs her and leaves. Who knows where he will take her? What to do?
In this world, there was no place she wanted to go except the bed, and there was nothing she wanted to do except lying down.
"How could that be? I'm just curious. Where is Your Majesty taking me?"
"Take you to a 'good' place."
"Yeah?"
Sang Ning's eyes were full of doubts and he thought: Liar. Your expression doesn't say that. He must be trying to trick me.
She needed to make some mental preparations in advance, so she asked: "What's a good place?"
Helan Yin gave it away: "There's no rush. You'll know when you go."
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the main entrance of Huayang Palace.
There was a uniform team of guards outside, as well as a white horse.
Seeing this, Sang Ning made a guess: "Is Your Majesty going to leave the palace?"
He Lanyin didn't hide anything and nodded: "Yes."
Sang Ning suddenly showed a genuine smile: "It seems that what your Majesty said is true, he really wants to take me to a good place."
She was telling the truth. After being trapped in the palace these days, it would be nice to come out and have a look at the real ancient world.
When she was in modern times, she actually liked ancient TV series.
Quaint streets, beautiful ancient costumes, and most importantly, absolutely fresh and pollution-free air.
She was in his arms, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, and for the first time she was happy with the beauty of nature.
This happy smile came from deep in my heart, it was so pure, and those charming and soul-stirring fox eyes became clear and pure, like a newborn child, as white as a piece of paper, which shocked Helan Yin.
He paused in his steps, looked down at her smile, and was tempted for a moment.
In just a moment, he was ignored.
His malice quickly grew: What would it be like to destroy such a happy smile?
"咴咴——"
The white horse neighed twice.
Helan Yin hugged her, used his internal strength, jumped up, and carried her on the horse.
It was Sang Ning's first time riding a horse, and he was very excited. He couldn't help but touch the horse's head and smooth its hair.
This horse is a good horse, you can tell just from the shiny and smooth hair.
"Your Majesty, what is the name of this horse?"
"Chasing the wind."
As he spoke, he pulled the reins of the horse and chased the wind as fast as it could fly.
Sang Ning likes this feeling of flying. It's very light and free, which makes her greedy. But unfortunately, her body can't bear it.
As soon as he ran out of the palace, he was very sick and about to faint. His voice was trembling and breathless: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, slow down, slow down, I'm going to, I'm going to... fall to death."
Leaving aside the last three words, it sounds like He Lanyin did something unspeakable to her.
