The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

3.2

Now it's not impossible to kill all Taoist temples for her.

"Where is he now?"

The little Taoist priest was about to answer, but Abbot Chen raised his hand to stop him: "Madam, there are gaps in every secret. As long as you find the right time, it is not difficult to escape from the Taoist temple."

Shen Ni shook his head: "What happens after I leave? Let you innocent people be killed by the sword?"

In the past six months, Taoist temple has spent almost everything, risking their heads to take in her and Yixiang. How could she just watch them die in vain.

The abbot showed no sign of wavering: "Your Majesty has commanded that we must protect the Queen even if it costs all of our lives."

Shen Ni was unwavering: "If you die, will Shen Zhaodu give up looking for me?"

impossible.

The first time she met Shen Zhaodu, she knew it was impossible.

On the night after the palace banquet, he sneaked into her bedroom under the cover of darkness and asked her with a calm face if she liked the emperor.

She stood motionless in front of the door, only threatening indifferently: "It is a capital offense for a courtier to enter the harem."

"The Imperial Army has no ability to arrest me." He got up from the couch, his young face gloomy beyond his years, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Shen Ni had never seen such an arrogant person before and said angrily: "What does this have to do with General Shen? Don't think that since you are a hero, I will let you be arrogant!"

Shen Zhaodu was not afraid at all and said bluntly: "This foolish king is not worthy of you."

"Are you worthy of me?" Shen Ni opened the door to see the guests away as she couldn't hear anyone saying anything bad about Xiao Ling, "I will pretend that you are drunk and crazy, and if you ever..."

A hand circled her waist from behind, and the hollow flower door that had just been opened was slammed shut.

"I didn't drink. I knew what I was doing and what I wanted."

Shen Ni struggled hard, but the arms that restrained her thin waist were as motionless as a mountain, invading her with a scorching heat.

"Shen Ni, I want you to surrender to me."

*

As the sun set and all the birds returned to the forest, Shen Zhaodu led a group of guards down the mountain on horseback and walked through the mountain gate in the glow. The men guarding the entrance saluted him with clasped fists.

"Captain, how long shall we stay here?"

Shen Zhaodu didn't answer directly and got off his horse: "That depends on how well they serve."

The spring equinox has not yet passed, and the sky is getting dark very quickly. The deserted Taoist temple looks a little lonely in the gloom. Only the Sanqing Hall in the center has a flickering light.

After washing his hands and wiping his face, Shen Zhaodu retreated from his entourage and walked up to Danqi alone, reaching out to push open the closed palace door.

The mountain breeze passed through the hall, and the flames of the three oil lamps on the incense table swayed lightly, and the beautiful shadows swayed.

Under the three tall statues, Shen Ni, wearing a gray sermon robe, knelt on the futon, holding three sticks of incense in his hands, and his eyebrows and eyes were slowly closing like those of distant mountains.

Shen Zhaodu crossed the threshold, took off his cloak and closed the door behind him: "What are you asking for?"

Shen Ni did not open her eyes and replied calmly: "I hope everyone in the Taoist temple can survive this disaster safely."

After saying that, she stood up, rolled up her sleeves and put the incense into the incense burner, bowed again, and then turned around to face Shen Zhaodu.

"Do you think what I want can be achieved, Governor?"

The hall was brightly lit, and Shen Zhaodu took a step forward. Shen Ni's bright face became clearer and more attractive, and even the lights rippling in his eyes were charming.

"I don't believe in ghosts and gods." He stopped, with the sandalwood scent lingering on Shen Ni's body. He reached out to the golden hairpin in her hair and pulled it away. The green hair slanted down like a waterfall, raising waves of fragrant fragrance.

Shen Ni subconsciously tried to hide, but Shen Zhaodu was faster than her. The hand holding the golden hairpin moved forward, and the sharp edge instantly cut off the lace on her chest.

He raised his eyes, and the plunder in his eyes was hotter than fire.

"It is better to ask gods and Buddhas than to ask me."

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