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Everyone cheered, but in their hearts, they were secretly muttering, "Good!" The King's confident and arrogant manner when she wrote was really good! is what you write... It was not something an ordinary person could understand!

Hearing the cheers from the crowd, how could Tang Yin not know that it was from the bottom of his heart? However, he did accept the praises from the crowd calmly, and then put down his brush. He raised his gaze to Song Ying and asked, "What does Miss Song think?"

Song Ying remained expressionless, and said seriously: "This humble girl will list the King's gift to you and hang it in the hall."

"Hehe, good good good!" Tang Yin smiled and nodded. Then he took a deep breath and said to Song Yinglun: "Mr. Song, I will be staying at your house tonight. If there is anything I can do for you, please forgive me."

He did not expect Feng King to be so polite, Song Yinglun hurriedly bowed and said, "That is my honor!"

Tang Yin said: "This king is tired."

"I will prepare a room for the King."

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

"Aiya, the King is too polite."

Tang Yin crooked his finger at Cheng Jin as he walked out. The latter quickly walked to Tang Yin's side and asked softly, "What does the King need?"

Looking around, Tang Yin said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you're stealing or robbing, in short, burn the words I wrote earlier."

If he were to make the Zhen Song family's watch and hang them up in the main hall as an example, he was afraid that he would lose all face to Feng Country.

Upon hearing his words, such a lifeless Cheng Jin nearly burst out laughing. He repeatedly nodded and replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Other than the people present today, there won't be a second person who will see this."

"Yes!" Tang Yin had always been at ease when it came to doing things.

Song Yinglun arranged for Tang Yin to stay in his own bedroom while he and his wife slept in the other room. In addition, Ling Shuang, Qiu Zhen and the rest were placed in different residences.

In the evening, after Tang Yin had eaten a simple dinner, he took out the map and began to carefully study the current situation of the Sishui.

Right now, there were four more problems in front of him. One of them was Provincial Capital, the other three were the three great military camps that were located in the Sishui, and these four spots had accumulated quite a few Mo Army. With the current strength of their forces, wanting to consecutively take down these four points was not easy, and could even be said to be extremely difficult. If they could transfer Feilong Army over, then the battle of Sishui would be much easier.

How could he exchange his current military strength for the greatest victory at the least cost? The more Tang Yin thought about it, the more his head hurt.

Just as he was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door. Tang Yin replied without turning his head, "Come in!"

The one who pushed the door open was Ah San. Ah San walked over to Tang Yin and said softly: "King, Miss Song is here to deliver the tea, I wonder if Your Majesty will see her?"

At that time, men and women weren't supposed to be intimate with each other, but for a girl who hadn't left the pavilion to go to a man's room in the middle of the night, that was a disgrace to her reputation.

Tang Yin was startled when he heard it, he could feel that Song Ying was against him, why did he suddenly come to deliver tea?

Just as Tang Yin was thinking about it, Ah San said: "This subordinate has already checked, Miss Song's tea is no problem!"

"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded and said: "Let her in!"

"Yes!" "Great King!" Ah San promised as he turned around and walked out.

Not long after, Song Ying walked in from outside, holding a small basket in her hands.

"My daughter greets the King!" Song Ying returned and closed the door to her room, then gently greeted Tang Yin.

Tang Yin kept the map, laughed and waved at her, then said: "It's so late, and I still have to trouble Miss Song to come to deliver the tea. This king really feels sorry for it."

Following Song Ying's entrance, the fragrance also entered into Tang Yin's nose. Even without looking, Tang Yin could smell that Song Ying had brought some ginseng tea.

"The King is too courteous. When this humble girl heard that the King had not slept yet, she specially prepared food to deliver to him. She won't disturb the King, will she?" Song Ying's pure and white face revealed a rare smile.

"No way!" Tang Yin took the basket from her hands, and casually said while flipping through it: "I thought Miss Song hated this duke very much, didn't I?" As he spoke, he took the teapot and two stacks of appetizing snacks from the basket.

"Why does the King say that?" Song Ying took the teapot, took out an empty cup and poured some tea for him, then asked: "Did this humble one disrespect the King?"

"Not really." Tang Yin said in amusement, "It's just this king's feelings, that's all." As he said that, he picked up a piece of dessert and sniffed it, praising, "It smells so good! "What is it made of?"

"It's a pancake. There are pine nut kernels, peanut nuts, walnut kernels, melon seeds, and trichosanthis kernels." Song Ying's face turned red, and said in a low voice: "This humble woman made it, your majesty should first try it!"

Tang Yin had already eaten his meal, but the fragrance of the Penta Pancake in his hand was extremely tempting, he broke off a piece and placed it in his mouth, causing the meat in his mouth to melt immediately. It was extremely enchanting, with fragrance lingering on the lips and teeth, and an endless aftertaste.

Seeing that he did not speak for a long time after eating one piece, Song Ying became slightly nervous and asked: "King, how do you like the taste?"

"Good!" "Alright!" Tang Yin swallowed the biscuit in his mouth and praised it twice. Then he looked at Song Ying in surprise and joy and praised: "It's so delicious! I can't believe that Miss Song is not only a talented girl, but also has such culinary skills.

Under Tang Yin's sparkling eyes, Song Ying appeared to be embarrassed and embarrassed. Her jade face was completely red as she lowered her head in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you are flattering me."

"Not at all!" Tang Yin waved his hand, looking at Song Ying who seemed like she was about to bloom with age, and said with a smile: "If possible, this king really wants to keep you by my side and eat the snacks you make everyday!"

His words did not have any other meaning, it was just that he was appreciating Song Ying's culinary skills.

However, when it entered Song Ying's ears, it was completely different. Her small face became even redder, all the way down to her neck.

Seeing her bashfulness, Tang Yin thoughtfully changed the topic, picked up his teacup, and asked while sniffing: "You also made this tea?"

"Yes. Other than ginseng, there are also deer antlers that can help the King heal her body. There are also a lot of herbs that can help the King dispel the cold. " Song Ying said in a single breath as if she was offering a treasure.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and was startled, then laughed out loud. He put down the teacup and said: "I am healthy, why do I need ginseng, deer antlers, and other tonics?" As he spoke, he stood up and stretched out his hand at the same time to support Song Ying's sharp and delicate chin.

When he spoke, he did not like to look at the top of the other party's head, and he liked to look into the other party's eyes. This way, he could let him know what the other party was thinking in his heart.

"This king thinks that the citizens of Mo Country all hate this king."

Song Ying's face revealed a perplexed look. Looking at Tang Yin who was just inches away from him, his heart trembled. It was true that Tang Yin was a sovereign, but he was also a very good-looking man. His facial features were resolute, deep, handsome and extraordinary, his gaze was wild and presumptuous, but no one would think that he was being frivolous. When they got close to him, they would immediately smell the smell of hay on his body.

"Why does the King say that?"

"Because this king led troops and invaded Mo Country!" Tang Yin said faintly.

"But that's still the King acting on the Son of Heaven's orders ?"

"What if it isn't?" Tang Yin retracted his hand, and said: "Between Feng Mo, there is bound to be a battle, and it's only a matter of time. Today, the King of Japan will not kill Mo. Tomorrow Mo will lead the army to defeat Mo. The countries of the world were in constant strife. If they wanted to avoid war and chaos, they could only return to their former unified empire. Absolute Wind! I don't know if it's because the wind can conquer all the countries in the world, or if it's because the countries in the world can go extinct, This King also wants to know. "

So the 'Feng Jue Tian' that Tang Yin wrote had two sides to it. Only now did Song Ying understand what he meant.

"I understand your majesty's words. Your majesty is saying, if our Feng Country does not compete with others, it will be devoured by the other nations!" Song Ying said.

Tang Yin said as he put his hands behind his back and raised his head, "At a banquet held by nobles, one would never tolerate the existence of a nouveau riche.

Is this the ambition of the Feng King? Song Ying sighed to herself, that was already something that she could no longer understand.

Tang Yin retracted the serious look on her face, and suddenly caressed her cheeks, asking yet another question: "Will you stay here tonight?"

Song Ying was startled for a moment, then immediately after, her face flushed red, her head drooping down, and she said daintily: "If Your Majesty is willing."

"Why not?" Following Tang Yin's brisk voice, Song Ying suddenly felt her body becoming lighter, and she was already hanging horizontally in the air. She unconsciously let out a cry, and upon closer inspection, she realized that Tang Yin had already lifted her up by the waist.

In Tang Yin's arms, she was as light as a feather. He walked straight up to the bed, and gently placed Song Ying down onto the bed. At the same time, he lowered his body and kissed her cherry lips.

She never thought that Tang Yin would come so suddenly. Song Ying opened her eyes wide, but before she could even react, Tang Yin's fingers nimbly untied her clothes.

"Ah ?" Large... "Great King ?" Cold sweat flowed down Song Ying's forehead as she cried out in alarm.1

"Don't be afraid! Isn't that what you want? " Tang Yin raised his head slightly, looked into Song Ying's panicked eyes and said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, Song Ying felt very cold, and did not have the slightest bit of warmth. Very soon, she understood, because Tang Yin's eyes did not have a smile in them.

Could it be that he saw through it? Impossible... She had no time to think because Tang Yin had already untied her outer garment and begun to pull at her undergarment.

"Wait... "Wait, wait ?"

"What are you waiting for?" Tang Yin did not pay attention to her. With a wave of his arm, a red-colored undergarment flew away from Song Ying's delicate body.

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