My senior sister is not human!

"Your Highness, could you help me tie it up?"

Jingle, jingle~
Jiang Shengyue stretched out her right hand, and two small bells tied with a red rope and suspended in mid-air on both sides of her right hand made sounds of different frequencies.

Because he knew the purpose of the bell, Su Yuchen's heart was not at peace... He had to admit that this was indeed a pleasant prelude.

Sister Yue obviously does not have the genetic bloodline of a succubus, but she really looks like a succubus at this moment.

Sister Yue was also thinking hard... Wait, she probably didn't come up with this by herself, and Xiyu helped her come up with it.

After all, after knowing that she was coming to Panlong Mountain for racing, she took Xiyu and chatted in the bedroom for a long time.

After thinking about it, Su Yuchen glanced at Sister Yue's expectant eyes, but he was indifferent. He also suppressed the relaxation on his face and showed a slight expression of contempt for a slave: "To punish you, do I need my own hands to punish you? You are an elf. Slave, do you not take this prince seriously?"

Facing Su Yuchen's scolding, Jiang Shengyue felt her heart trembling. The thought of being 'inferior' made her involuntarily lean back and lean her lower back on the steering wheel.

The thighs and calves sitting on both sides of the driver's seat are bent into a smaller acute angle. The curve of the thigh under the denim shorts is particularly enchanting and tempting under the modification of the leg rings.

Looking at her watery eyes, Su Yuchen's eyes flashed with surprise, and he just scolded her.

"It's really not good at all." After thinking about it, Su Yuchen's tone became more serious: "I haven't done anything yet!"

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Jiang Shengyue apologized softly, as if she had already evolved from a rebellious elf slave to a well-behaved elf slave, but she felt pity for me: "I, I didn't mean it."

Su Yuchen sneered and said nothing, but glanced at the white and tender shoulders exposed by her sleeveless bottoming sweater.

Perhaps because of some fun along the way, the black underwear shoulder straps were partially exposed from the shoulders of the sweater, giving a vague and hazy look.

Jiang Shengyue understood the look in his eyes: Show some sincerity.

She understands, and she also hopes to give him sincerity.

So, Jiang Shengyue first put the silver chain in her hand on Su Yuchen's shoulder, then slowly raised her hands, crossed each other, pinched the shoulders of the sleeveless sweater, and slowly pulled it towards the center.

The originally clean sweater was twisted together like a rope to form a straight line. The underwear, which was the opposite color to the white sweater, was now looking at Su Yuchen like two black eyes, greeting him shyly.

The delicate collarbones, tender white skin, and career line that could bury dreams were exposed to Su Yuchen's sight.

"Hello! Are you happy to see me?" Jiang Shengyue, who had been staring at Su Yuchen, said in a sweet voice, raising the inner sides of her arms on both sides of her ribs, as if someone else was actually greeting him. .

Su Yuchen was startled for a moment, glanced at Jiang Shengyue in surprise, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Sister Yue, what are you doing?"

"Is it unexpected?" Jiang Shengyue snorted: "I won't let you find it boring~"

She remembered what Christia said 'hardly' in her heart.

"Sister Yue, this is amazing."

"Hmm~" Jiang Shengyue glanced at him proudly, then looked back at the windshield that was already covered with heavy snow, and then looked at Su Yuchen again: "Is this sleeveless sweater convenient?"

"I know." Su Yuchen returned to a cold tone: "But don't get too carried away, don't forget what else you do."

"The slave family knows~"

Jiang Shengyue picked up the silver chain hairpin placed on his shoulder: "Does His Highness the Crown Prince like me like this?"

Su Yuchen stared at the scene in front of him: "If you are happy, I like it."

"Also, your sense of pain is too low, right?"

"Maybe I was born just to meet you. Besides, it's not important." Jiang Shengyue snorted. She bent down and put down the seat, letting Su Yuchen lie down directly on her back: "What matters is whether it looks good or not."

"Good-looking and beautiful." Su Yuchen, who was lying down, smiled, raised his hand and flicked the bell on the hairpin: "You are the most suitable for Sister Yue."

Jiang Shengyue's face became more charming after being praised, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hands to press on his chest. The calf that was straddling the seat was taut, revealing smooth lines. When her feet were curled up, the center of her feet also stretched out in a seductive arc. Through the pantyhose, the delicate and rosy skin of the ankles can be faintly seen.

"However, we still need to let people prepare."

"What else should I prepare?" Su Yuchen asked curiously.

Jiang Shengyue slowly took out the leather handcuffs from the magic storage item, then bent her arms at 90 degrees and let Su Yuchen help her put them on.

Coupled with the rope connecting the 'necklace' hook and the chain between the handcuffs, her upper arms could only maintain a position close to the outside of her ribs, unable to move.

But also because of this action, her figure is even more slim and graceful.

"I can't move. Doesn't it look good?"

"You are getting better and better." Su Yuchen teased and prepared to turn over and let Jiang Shengyue get down, but Jiang Shengyue sat on his lap hard and refused to let him move.

"Ok?"

"I want you to look at me." Jiang Shengyue looked down at Su Yuchen: "I will do it by myself today."

Su Yuchen looked at her in surprise: "Why do you say that today?"

"It doesn't matter." She shook the bell hanging in her hair: "I also want to show off."

"As for you, that's all." As she spoke, Jiang Shengyue bent down, and her twin ponytails with burgundy highlights hung in front of him.

Su Yuchen felt the soft hair of her twin tails: "Did you eat so light today?"

"I am your girlfriend first, and then the elf slave." Jiang Shengyue said confidently: "The tough elf queen that night is no longer here. Now, as an elf slave, I take the initiative to serve you. This plot is very reasonable, isn't it?"

"Well, that makes sense."

"I'm happy no matter what, I'm with you." Jiang Shengyue leaned back: "Besides, I'm pretty sure you won't look at me all the time, right?"

"You really understand me." Su Yuchen gently pinched the soft hair of her twin tails, and his fingers involuntarily picked out a few strands of burgundy hair and wrapped them around his fingers.

There are many ways to hold the steering wheel.

"That's not true~" Jiang Shengyue snorted: "Who asked me to be your girlfriend?"

"It makes sense." Su Yuchen looked at her charming face and could actually see the subtlety in her eyes.

He knew that this was because the queen sister said that sister Yue was single, and sister Yue cared about this very much.

So at this moment, she endured her thoughts and wanted to show a different side in front of him.

Su Yuchen naturally cooperated with her, letting Sister Yue perform on her own first, and then taking the initiative herself. In this way, Sister Yue would no longer worry about gains and losses.

"Your Highness, the servants of the slave family can't do anything."

"Since you're doing so well, I'll help you." Su Yuchen smiled: "Where are the pantyhose?"

"Don't you like to be half-covered?"

"Yes..." On the top of Panlong Mountain where the cold wind was howling, the high beam of the SUV that had not been turned off penetrated the snow and fog, and the light swayed in the dark night, becoming the only source of heat in the ice and snow.

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Imperial Palace, Qianning Hall.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something bad has happened, Your Majesty!"

Wei Jin, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony, rushed into the Qianning Palace without caring about etiquette, rolled and knelt beside the dragon bed, and tapped the ground with his forehead: "Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Emperor Xuan'an Zhao Xian, who woke up from his sleep, sat up immediately and kicked Wei Jin's shoulder angrily: "What are you so nervous about? Isn't it possible that the sky is falling? How unbecoming!"

The powerful Wei Jin was kicked and moved a little away, but he continued to kneel and quickly raised his head and said: "Your Majesty, the garrison has been transferred out of the imperial capital. The ninth legion of the Chang'an Army has taken over the defense of the imperial capital. No entry! No exit, Your Majesty! "

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian stood up immediately, a little panicked, and more in disbelief: "What does the King of Chang'an want to do? Can't he rebel?!"

"Your Majesty, the entire Sheng'an City is now under their military control..."

boom!
Zhao Xian angrily overturned the vase beside him to the ground, and shouted in a broken voice: "What does the military do for food? Does the garrison also want to rebel? How dare they leave the capital without my order?" !?"

"Where's Zhao Zhen? He got kicked in the head by a donkey and dared to mobilize the garrison without permission?!"

Zhao Xian picked up a piece of clothing and came to the desk. He picked up the landline and dialed Zhao Zhen, with anger on his face.

As a member of the imperial family, Zhao Zhen has been stationed in the garrison for ten years in order to check each other with the military headquarters controlled by the cabinet.

As long as the garrison and the imperial guards are in their hands, what kind of trouble can the cabinet cause?
As a result, he now told himself that the garrison was transferred out of Beijing?
Who gave Zhao Zhen the courage?
Does he want to betray himself and the imperial family? !

There is also the cabinet. How can the cabinet, which controls the military department, sit back and watch the Chang'an army enter Beijing?

He and Xie Jianyang secretly worked together to weaken Chang'an State's strength many times. How dare he sit back and watch this happen? !
Aren't you afraid that after the incident, the Queen of Chang'an will settle the score and die without a burial place?

The more Zhao Xian thought about it, the angrier he became, especially after he found that the call could not be dialed, he threw the phone angrily, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

If the phone call fails, either Zhao Zhen betrays him or he has been killed, but no matter what the outcome is, it is not good for him!
He has Master Di Yuan as a trump card that can turn the tables, but Master Di Yuan is currently making his final recovery. What if he is allowed to take action and fall short?
Besides, what if he kills me in anger because he goes to see him again and disturbs him?
After all, the other party is a superior dragon, and he is only a human. No matter how much he helps him, he will never look down on humans!

Zhao Xian stared at the table and slowly calmed down his heart.

The top priority now is to stabilize the situation and keep his throne before the Great Court Meeting, so that he can make a comeback directly afterwards, instead of being ousted from the throne on the day of the Great Court Meeting, and all his years of hard work have been used as dowries for others.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xian turned to look at Wei Jin, who was still kneeling on the floor: "The palace's information has been blocked... Can the spy of the palace supervisor still be used?"

"Go back to the emperor, yes!" Wei Jin said quickly: "There are rumors outside that your emperor took advantage of Princess Chang'an to go to the west to suppress the rebellion, and killed Zhou Qingyun, the president of the Northern Magician Association. Chang'an country couldn't bear it anymore and decided to rebel. !”

Zhao Xian's eyes twitched: "Did I kill him?"

His first target of suspicion was that the cabinet Xie Jianyang was causing trouble, but what benefit would it bring to him to let the Chang'an army enter Beijing?
Or maybe what the cabinet did has been exposed, so there is nothing to stop the Chang'an army from entering Beijing?
"The news from the Palace Supervisor can still be transmitted from the palace..."

Zhao Xian looked at the table with an expressionless expression. In other words, the Chang'an Army had no plans to blockade the palace. It was not for rebellion, but to reorganize the cabinet by force?
After all, Su Yijing and Zhou Jinyi still live in the palace...

But it must be prevented.

Zhao Xian raised his hand and tapped the table gently, and a map of Sheng'an City appeared. The golden dots marked on it were the garrison's defense situation in Sheng'an City.

'It is impossible for all the nearly 20 garrison troops to be mobilized in a short period of time, and it is impossible for a Chang'an Ninth Army Corps of 5 people to completely control Sheng'an...'

'Is there a rebellion within the garrison, or is it that the military headquarters has defected to King Chang'an? '

Zhao Xian's eyes flashed with coldness. No matter what the truth was, the only one he could rely on now was himself.

"Your Majesty, [-] imperial guards have been transferred away..." Wei Jin whispered: "If the enemy attacks the imperial city..."

"I hope so." Zhao Xian sneered, hoping that they would disturb Lord Di Yuan who was recovering.

But he felt that the chance of attacking the palace was not high, because Xie Jianyang could not let the Chang'an army go, and the 5 people of the Chang'an Ninth Army could not cover everything.

"The Ninth Legion..."

Zhao Xian looked at Wei Jin expressionlessly: "Find a way to contact the informants in the North and order them to rush to the [Seven Angles Alliance] as special envoys. Tell them that the North is now empty and it is a good time to attack. The mission is successful. , I have a reward!”

After saying that, he threw another half of the dragon talisman to Wei Jin: "Help me control the Imperial Guards, inspect the entire army with live ammunition, and mobilize all the equipment for the military battle... Go down."

"The slave leads the order!"

After Wei Jin exited, Zhao Xian, who was sitting on the chair, opened the drawer and took out a strange stone like an amulet. The stone was covered with blood lines. It was a tool for direct communication between him and the [Seven Angles Alliance].

The reason why I said that to Wei Jin was to see if the Chang'an Congress would prevent the news from reaching the [Seven Angles Alliance].

He used magic power to write a line of words on the blood pattern talisman. Watching the blood patterns on the surface disappear completely, Zhao Xian crushed the stone into pieces.

When he walked to the window, he looked at the heavy snow falling outside the house with cold eyes. No matter whether Chang'an was a real rebellion or a fake rebellion, he would never stay there.

"Ignore me and lead troops to Beijing. This world does not belong to your Su family."

Zhao Xian snorted coldly: "Tomorrow, I want to see how you explain to me!"

"emperor!"

Wei Jin hurried in again at this time, unable to conceal the joy on his face: "Your Majesty, good news."

"Say!"

"Prince Su, Prince Jingjiang, Prince Rong and other princes have entered the capital."

Hearing this news, Zhao Xian couldn't help but smile.

Although the entire imperial family has been serving Lord Diyuan for so many years, which has caused the emperor's blood to fade and the strength to increase slowly, it still has the foundation of three sages, nearly fifty great magisters and hundreds of magisters.

Although it is weaker than the power of the royal family such as Amaterasu Co-Prosperity Kingdom, it is enough to face this crisis!

Unless all the magic families unite to resist, but is it possible?
He had already secretly targeted some magical nuclear bombs and heavy firepower at the headquarters of some magic families. If they dared to move, they would all die.

"Let them all come to see me."

"According to the order!"

At the same time, Chang'an Building.

Su Yuxi looked expressionlessly at the face of a member of the Zhang Emperor's Family marked by the search on the window screen.

Already two-thirds of the fish have got into the fishing net.

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