frightfiction Chapter 1127: Just Waiting for Your Order (1 million reward value plus more)
Chapter 1127: Just Waiting for Your Order (1 million reward value plus more)
Shen Zhinian leaned against the emperor's solid chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. The tip of her nose was filled with his unique ambergris, mixed with the masculine scent. There was also a hint of the sharp grass scent from the wilderness that she had picked up during the day.
Outside the tent, the wind whimpered as it passed, occasionally mixed with the restless snorting of horses in the distance and the extremely light footsteps of soldiers on night stand.
These sounds were amplified in the silent night and transmitted clearly into the tent, reminding them that they were now in the core of the vast enclosure.
This kind of wild fun, far away from the palace, with tents spread all over the ground, does bring a strange, heart-pounding sense of freshness.
"Ah."
Shen Zhinian's voice was extremely soft, with a hint of lazy nasal tone, and her fingers unconsciously entangled a strand of the emperor's drooping black hair: "The sky is high and the earth is vast, even the sound of the wind sounds different."
She tilted her head slightly and glanced at the huge tallow candle burning in the tent.
The flames danced, casting long shadows of the two people leaning against each other on the tent wall, swaying gently with the candlelight, entangled...
Nangong Xuanyu seemed to enjoy this moment of tranquility and intimacy. He tightened his arms around Shen Zhinian's waist and his hot breath sprayed on her sensitive neck.
He lowered his head and found her lips.
Unlike the conventional kisses in the palace, this kiss had a hint of tentative wildness and predatory meaning, as if it was also infected by the atmosphere of the enclosure.
As their lips and teeth intertwined, Shen Zhinian could clearly feel the vibration in the emperor's chest.
The wind outside the tent was getting stronger, making the tent rustle like some kind of wild drumbeat...
Nangong Xuanyu's lips slightly moved away, and his deep eyes stared at her with unfading lust: "My thoughts..."
Shen Zhinian raised her face, a charming smile that was enough to make Xingchen pale in comparison appeared on the corner of her lips. She took the initiative to meet his lips, her voice vague and sweet, with a hint of panting: "Yu Lang..."
"The wind outside the tent is so strong..."
That night, the emperor asked for water three times in the tent.
Warm fragrance floated in the tent, candlelight swayed, reflecting the entangled shadows on the brocade tent finally separating.
Shen Zhinian was wrapped in Nangong Xuanyu's loose black uniform, her black hair spread out like a waterfall, a few strands of sweaty hair stuck to her smooth neck, her laziness revealed a breathtaking charm.
Nangong Xuanyu sat back on the white tiger skin couch, his chest rising and falling slightly. There was a lingering gleam of satisfaction in his deep eyes, but his gaze became clear.
He leaned over and took out a heavy object from an inconspicuous secret compartment under the imperial desk.
The token was pitch black and cold to the touch. The dragon-shaped totem on it shone dimly under the candlelight, carrying a heavy murderous aura.
It is the black iron token that can command the Dragon Armor Army!
The emperor did not say much, but took Shen Zhinian's hand very naturally and placed the token steadily into her palm.
When the cold metal touched her warm skin, Shen Zhinian's fingertips shrank slightly: "Your Majesty, you are..."
"Take it."
Nangong Xuanyu's voice was hoarse after the incident, but there was no doubt about it: "The enclosure is not like the palace, there are many people and eyes. I have arranged for the Dragon Armor Army to be mixed in with the ordinary guards, and they are at your disposal."
Shen Zhinian's fingertips gently slid across the cold and hard patterns on the token.
She was no stranger to the Dragon Armor Army.
When the Duke of Zhenguo launched a mutiny, it was they who protected the Zhongcui Palace.
They are the most mysterious and sharpest hidden blades in the hands of the emperor!
In her previous life, she was a first-rank lady and had no right to touch this token until her death. However, in this life, the emperor gave this item to her twice.
Shen Zhinian raised his eyes. The fox eyes that were misty just now were now clear and sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts and look straight into the emperor's bottomless eyes.
"His Majesty……"
Her voice was very soft, with a barely perceptible tension, like a string about to break: "But what's going to happen?"
Nangong Xuanyu's gaze froze on Shen Zhinian's face for a moment. There seemed to be a storm passing through the depths of his eyes, but it quickly returned to calm.
He raised his hand, and his warm, rough fingertips gently brushed across her slightly furrowed brows: "Don't be afraid."
The emperor's voice was deep and firm, with a strong sense of control over everything: "As long as I am here, no matter what happens, I will protect you!"
Shen Zhinian's heart sank suddenly.
The more secretive the emperor is and the more he downplays the situation, the more it means that a storm is coming!
She suddenly remembered what Lin Wan said during the day -
"There seems to be some unusual movement in the Dingguo Mansion. Even my husband was sent by my father-in-law to manage the Jiangnan business. Jiangnan... Oh, who knows what he is doing there."
Duke Dingguo’s Mansion!
Liu Shixiu!
Jiangnan Industry!
These words echoed deeply in Shen Zhinian's mind.
After the Duke Dingguo's Mansion was destroyed by the emperor in the previous life, many inside stories gradually spread. Therefore, Shen Zhinian knew that the Duke Dingguo's Mansion had raised private soldiers.
And Jiangnan... is the granary and source of wealth!
It is no coincidence that Liu Shixiu leaves Beijing at this moment!
Thinking of the murderous light that flashed across the emperor's eyes just now...
All the fragmented clues were connected together by Shen Zhinian at this moment.
In a flash, she understood clearly.
The behemoth that has been entrenched in the Dingguo Mansion for many years can finally no longer hold back and is about to show its fangs in this murderous enclosure!
The emperor handed over the Dragon Armor Army to her in advance as a protection.
A smile of complete dependence suddenly blossomed on Shen Zhinian's face. She tightly grasped the heavy token, and leaned into Nangong Xuanyu's arms affectionately, rubbing her cheek against his solid and warm chest.
"I believe your majesty."
Her voice was soft and sticky, with complete trust and peace of mind: "Your Majesty said that you will protect me, so I am not afraid of anything."
Shen Zhinian's eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the flickering candlelight, and filled with unconditional trust in the man in front of her.
Nangong Xuanyu put his arms around her thin shoulders, rested his chin on the top of her fragrant head, and let out a very low sigh.
The tent was warm and cozy, with only the silhouettes of the two people leaning against each other cast on the tent wall. It was so quiet that it seemed to isolate the biting autumn wind outside the tent and the impending bloody storm.
……
There was only a dim tallow lamp lit in the tent of Duke Dingguo.
He sat upright on a huge tiger-skin chair, his figure looking particularly burly in the dim light. He was not wearing the dragon robe of a duke, but only a dark suit. His graying temples looked as if frost-stained in the swaying light.
At this moment, Ding Guo's calloused fingers were tapping on the cold armrest from time to time.
His confidant was a man with a sturdy face and hawk-like eyes, wrapped in an inconspicuous gray squirrel fur coat. He stood below with his body bent and said in a very low voice: "My Lord, the manpower, food, fodder, and weapons are all ready, just waiting for your order!"
"Brothers are all waiting impatiently... When will we start?"