Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

Nian Gengyao waved his hand and said modestly: "What is the ability of the minion? Everything about the minion is given by the Fourth Master. All things, but according to the instructions of the Fourth Master."

"Let's talk about Tian Wenjing. He has been in the court for so many years, he is inferior to you. He was embarrassed when he didn't get the silver and he didn't know when he could be transferred back to Beijing. He has to think about it." Si Ye shook his head.

Although Tian Wenjing is also a good one, it is true that his ability cannot keep up with Nian Gengyao.

No matter who is the boss, he appreciates the capable subordinates.

"No, no, no, Master Tian's errands are indeed more difficult to handle than those of a minion. If he was replaced by a minion to manage his debts, he might not be able to manage his debts. The appointment would have to be messed up!"

"Okay, you are very accurate, so don't be humble." The fourth master shook the letter in his hand and said: "Your letter is much more useful than silver. If you change someone else, you may not be able to ask for it. To such good information."

He did not expect that such a small official had hundreds of court officials in his hands.

And in this envelope, there are the narratives of the hundred officials, as well as the communication between the prince and the people, which makes it clear.

Nian Gengyao scratched his head naively, but he was no longer humble.

Similarly, he didn't say much to disappoint.

Although he very much hopes that his sister can enter Prince Yong's Mansion and become the fourth master's woman, he also knows that everything should not be rushed.

Nowadays, the most urgent task is to improve one's ability and let Si Ye appreciate oneself.

After a man has the ability, it is difficult to do anything.

Let the younger sister enter the house again, that is the icing on the cake.

If you only want to rely on a woman to win over the master, sooner or later you will be finished.

Maybe it was Nian Gengyao's eye for the Fourth Master, the two big men, chatting from day to night.

At night, despite his illness, Si Ye had a few drinks with Nian Gengyao.

Nian Gengyao didn't leave from Prince Yong's Mansion until the sky was bright.

At this time, the sky was white.

The spring morning is a bit cool, but the air is extremely fresh.

Nian Gengyao took a deep breath and seemed to smell life.

He looked up at the horizon, and there was a ray of light on the east horizon.

A touch of orange-red morning light illuminates the sky, representing the rising sun.

Similarly, it also means that the curtain of night is about to come down.

Watching this scene, Nian Gengyao muttered to himself: "My Nian Gengyao...finally is about to get ahead...the land of Beijing is better!"

Obviously he is only more than twenty years old, but his voice is full of vicissitudes.

There is also an unspeakable ambition and joy.

This young man carrying the hope of his family, after experiencing so much right and wrong, finally saw dawn beckoning him.

In the next few days, the Forbidden City suddenly became turbulent.

The most fearful is the Prince.

Not knowing what Kangxi knew, he suddenly ordered to investigate the Ministry of Punishment with great fanfare, as well as the prince.

However, the prince concerned was drunk in the gentle village, and just wanted to get himself drunk.

In the Yuqing Palace, the prince leaned on the chair of the grandmaster, with a slightly sullen expression.

There are still scums on the chin that are too lazy to take care of.

A pair of dark eyes, even if their eyes are blurred, still carry unwilling ambitions.

When the wine is strong, the love is deeper, and the prince is such a man.

The bright yellow brocade robe on his body was half open long ago, revealing a fairly strong body.

Because of the middle-aged people, the strong body when young has been blessed after years of destruction.

His belly bulged slightly, and the muscles on his body were missing.

But it is not difficult to see that when you are young, you should be a good body.

At this moment, it was Hershery Simin that he had in his arms.

The clothing on the woman's body had long been taken off by the man and scattered all over the place.

Now, she has only a big red belly-pocket on her body.

The spring in Beijing is still a bit cool.

The skin exposed to the cold air was lumpy, but he did not dare to pick up clothes and cover it.

Just lean on the man's arms to keep warm.

The petite body has everything that should be there, even worse than it is.

"Prince prince...I'm cold..." She was a Jiangnan woman with a special voice.

In addition, because it was a bit cold, there was a vibrato.

It sounded like... an ambiguous invitation to a man.

The prince read countless women, and he knew what a woman meant with every move, word, and voice.

Now that he heard such a melodious and tactful acting like a baby, Xie Xie smiled.

He threw the hip flask in his hand to the distance at random.

The porcelain hip flask happened to hit the carved red pillar in the room.

With a "bang", it fell to pieces and the wine was spilled on the ground.

Simin shrank and shivered in the arms of the prince.

The next moment, the prince lifted her chin frivolously, and said arrogantly: "Don't be afraid, the lone will love you well."

As soon as the voice fell, those hands, which were covered with thick calluses because of training weapons, wandered freely on her.

From the black, soft and shiny blue silk to the feet covered with pill, all soothed...

This time, it is rare for a man to have patience and play enough.

Not long after, those hands fell on the red rope behind the woman's neck.

Probably because of drinking too much, coupled with a bit of anxious color, the bow tie became a dead knot.

In desperation, the man pulled vigorously, and the red rope broke directly.

The beautiful and fragrant body was completely presented before his eyes.

After a while, the two of them hugged each other and rolled on the wool carpet, hard to separate.

In the main hall of Yuqing Palace, there is no scrupulous tenderness at all, and waves are higher than waves.

Accompanied by a breathless scream, the movement diminished.

"Useless stuff, I went there so soon, and you will suffer later!" The man clasped his teeth to the woman's ear, gritted his teeth.

The calm middle-aged male voice, in the empty hall, sounds like a devil in hell.

Simin looked at the man on him, that familiar face was very close to her.

There was a thick smirk in a pair of slightly sullen eyes.

Although she had no strength, she did not dare to resist him.

At this time, resisting a powerful and drunk man will end badly.

Moreover, he has treated her very well.

In the past, she thought he treated her well because of his fuck-daddy, and she always spoiled her.

But since the request was gone, he treated her well and did not diminish.

It’s just getting more and more overbearing every day...

"Um..." That feeling came again, and she twisted her body uncomfortably, and her soul came back to life.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was completely dark, and the men and women in the room had not stopped.

Simin cried and begged for mercy: "Prince prince, I really can't do it..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the clothes on the side and prepared to escape before the man was wrapped up.

However, before taking a few steps, the man held his arm.

He affixed to her back, asking for her opinion hoarsely and tenderly: "Simmin, what you should know, the situation of loneliness is not so good now, just treat it as the last time lonely loves you, let lonely give you enough , Okay..."