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- Yan Liang stared at that graceful body, his eyes revealed hot male flames, and his blood was gradually swelling.
Zhang Chunhua lowered his eyebrows shyly, put his arms in front of his body, and clamped his legs tightly, feeling very embarrassed.
"Sima Yi, Sima Yi, aren't you against me? Aren't you colluding with the Hulu? I just want your woman to stand naked in front of me for my appreciation. What can you do?"
Yan Liang laughed wildly and shouted: "Where is the painter!"
After a while, a female painter timidly came in from the outside and knelt down in front of Yan Liang.
"You, put on a good pose and ask the painter to draw a picture for you." Yan Liang pointed at Zhang Chunhua and ordered.
Zhang Chunhua was stunned and suddenly realized that Yan Liang actually wanted her to be the protagonist in the spring picture.
Zhang Chunhua, who was deeply ashamed, did not dare to refuse, so he could only lie down on the couch and reluctantly put on a posture.
"No, how can this work? It's not sultry enough, please be more relaxed." Yan Liang said dissatisfied.
Zhang Chunhua did not dare to disobey, so he could only suppress his shame, slightly open his arms and legs, lie down on the couch, spread out all the curves of his body, and assumed a rather charming posture.
Yan Liang was then satisfied. He continued to admire the beauty in front of him and drank a lot of wine.
The female painter knelt in front of him, blushing, and painted for Zhang Chunhua one stroke at a time.
After a while, a seductive spring beauty picture was finally completed.
The female painter presented the painting, and Yan Liang picked it up and took a look, and couldn't help laughing. The laughter was full of sarcasm.
The Zhang Chunhua in the painting is just like a prostitute who was born in a brothel and was born to be a prostitute. Who would have imagined that this woman in the painting is. She will be the wife of Emperor Sima Yi of the Jin Dynasty.
"Sima Yi, I said I would give you a few more gifts, how can I break my promise?"
Yan Liang sneered, threw the painting on the table, and ordered: "Come here, send that boy Sima Zhao and this beauty painting to Pingcheng."
Back then, Yan Liang used this trick. Liu Biao was furious to death. Now more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Today, Yan Liang suddenly got excited and wanted to use his old tricks again.
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Chunhua suddenly realized. It turns out that Yan Liang used these tricks not only because of his lust, but also to shame Sima Yi.
His son took his mother's picture of spring and fled to Pingcheng, dedicating the picture to his father. Such a shameful thing spread. Sima Yi will be embarrassed for thousands of years and become a laughing stock from then on.
Yan Liang¡¯s methods are truly extremely vicious.
"Your Majesty" Zhang Chunhua screamed, trying to stop him. Then I thought again, at this point, what else can I say besides accepting my fate.
There is nothing you can do. Zhang Chunhua could only choke down an unspeakable drink and pulled up the brocade cloth on the couch. He slightly covered his figure, closed his eyes shyly, and did not dare to say a word.
Looking at the shameful Zhang Chunhua, thinking of revenge against Sima Yi, Yan Liang's blood pulsed and his body was burned with fire.
"Haha, Sima Yi, I will attack your woman now, make you go against me, make you collude with the Hulu!"
Yan Liang laughed wildly, stepped forward, and pulled open the brocade cloth on Zhang Chunhua's body, and his graceful body was immediately visible.
Amidst the wild laughter, Yan Liang was like an angry lion, furiously pounced on the prey beneath him.
In the big tent, the roar of the lion suddenly sounded, and the sound of the prey's gasping and moaning sounded.
The spring is endless and the passion is surging.
In the tent, when Yan Liang was conquering Zhang Chunhua, the beautiful picture of Zhang Chunhua was tied to the horse along with the castrated Sima Zhao.
¡°What are you going to do to me, what are you going to do?¡± Sima Zhao shouted in horror.
"Boy, the emperor has mercy on you and lets you live. Do you still want to hang on?" Zhou Cang sneered.
Sima Zhao was stunned at first, and then he was so happy that he almost fell off his horse with excitement.
He killed his brother and was castrated by Yan Liang. He was severely injured physically and mentally. He was imprisoned for more than ten days. He was frightened every day, thinking that Yan Liang would eventually kill him.
After being in panic for so many days, Sima Zhao never expected that Yan Liang would let him go today.
¡°Thank you, Emperor, thank you very much, Emperor.¡± Sima Zhao did not dare to express his surprise too much, and quickly thanked Yan Liang gratefully.
Zhou Cang tied Sima Zhao to the horse and took him to the camp. He slapped the horse on the butt and cursed: "Get out of here!"
The war horse neighed, and the four sidesHe ran wildly, carrying Sima Zhaohe's spring painting, and ran all the way towards Pingcheng City in front.
At this time, Sima Yi had just come down from the top of the city and was preparing to return to his temporary palace, but he was resting his mind.
Zuo Ci¡¯s head was indeed a huge blow to him. Sima Yi¡¯s spirit was severely hit and he could no longer hold on.
Just as Sima Yi had just stepped forward, soldiers on the city shouted: "Look, another horse is coming from the Chu camp."
Sima Yi was shocked and became angry on the spot, thinking that this was another threat sent by Yan Liang to scare him.
Angry, Sima Yi ran up to the city in a few steps and roared: "Set arrows for me, don't let the enemy cavalry approach the city."
The crossbowmen were in position, ready to release arrows immediately.
At this time, Lai Qi shouted: "Don't shoot the arrow, I am the second prince, father, I am Zhao'er."
Sima Zhao, that¡¯s Sima Zhao¡¯s voice!
Sima Yi was shocked, and he looked closely. By the light of the torch, he could vaguely recognize the description of the person who came, and it was indeed somewhat similar to Sima Zhao.
Sima Yi quickly ordered not to fire arrows and allowed the horse to run closer. When he took a closer look, he found that it was really his son Sima Zhao.
"It's Zhao'er, hurry up, open the city gate and let Zhao'er into the city." Sima Yi was surprised and happy, and ran down the city in a hurry.
It¡¯s no wonder that when Sima Yi heard that his wife and children had been captured, he guessed that with Yan Liang¡¯s temperament, he had probably insulted his wife and killed his son.
But who would have thought that at this moment, Sima Zhao actually appeared alive outside Pingcheng. In the moment of surprise, Sima Yi forgot to think too much. Of course, he was eager to reunite his father and son.
The city gate opened and Sima Zhao entered the city.
The soldiers on the left and right rushed forward and quickly untied Sima Zhao from his horse. The weak Sima Zhao turned over and fell from his horse.
"Zhao'er!" Sima Yi took three steps and two steps at a time to separate the crowd. After a few steps, he rushed in front of Sima Zhao and held up his fallen son.
¡°Father~~¡± Sima Zhao fell into his father¡¯s arms and burst into tears.
The father and son hugged each other and cried for a long time. Sima Yi just recovered and asked curiously: "Zhao'er, weren't you captured by the Yan thief? How did you come back?"
"My son killed the guard and took the opportunity to escape." Sima Zhao answered without thinking.
He could only answer like this, otherwise, could he truthfully admit that he killed his brother and was castrated by Yan Liang before he was released?
"How did you get tied up on a horse after killing the guards and escaping?" Sima Yi saw the suspicion at a glance.
Sima Zhao was shaken, and then he remembered that he had forgotten about this scum in a moment of impatience. He suddenly looked embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.
Sima Yi frowned deeply and his eyes became dark.
Sima Zhao quickly knelt down on the ground and cried: "My son is unfilial. In fact, it was Yan Liang who sent me back. I should not have concealed the truth from my father. Please forgive me."
Sure enough.
Sima Yi had expected this, so he thought that Yan Liang was so cruel, how could he let his son come back without any reason? Moreover, he only let his second son come back, so there must be something fishy about it.
"Why did Yan Liang let you back? Where is your eldest brother? Where is your eldest brother?" Sima Yi asked.
"Brother, he" Sima Zhao squeezed tears out of the corners of his eyes, sadness and timidity appeared on his face, and he choked, "Brother, he was killed by Yan Thief."
Heart, a heavy blow.
Sima Yi¡¯s heart was shaken, and his pale face was instantly filled with grief and anger.
Although he had been mentally prepared for this, when he actually learned about it, he was still mentally traumatized.
Sima Zhao secretly looked at his father and saw that his father did not suspect him. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "The Yan thief let his son back because he wanted his son to persuade his father to surrender, so he pretended to agree to him, so he could Take the opportunity to escape from the tiger's mouth and come back alive to see your father."
Sima Zhao made up another lie. He knew that his murder of his brother would spread to his father sooner or later, but for now he could only hide it for a while.
"You thief, Sima Yi and you are sworn in for the murder of your son!" Sima Yi was so sad and angry that he cursed loudly.
Sima Zhao also gritted his teeth and cursed: "The traitor Yan killed my elder brother. I swear here that I will kill the traitor Yan with my own hands and avenge my brother's blood."
The father and son made a lot of curses and vows, venting their deep hatred for Yan Liang.
Sima Zhao didn¡¯t dare to tell his father,He had been castrated by Yan Liang, so he could only make his father suspicious and make himself the laughing stock of the world.
After scolding for a long time, Sima Yi's anger subsided and he planned to let his son rest first.
At this moment, a sergeant called out: "Your Majesty, there is a painting on this war horse, and it says on the outside that the Emperor of the Jin Dynasty personally signed it."
Sima Zhao looked back and saw that there was indeed a scroll of painting tied to the saddle. Just now, he was only focused on escaping and did not notice the painting on the horse's back, let alone read the content in the painting.
"Bring it here." Sima Yi shouted.
The sergeant then untied the scroll and presented it to Sima Yi.
Sima Yi was not on guard. He stood up with his head held high and slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand.
The beautiful picture of boundless spring scenery in the painting slowly appeared in front of Sima Yi's eyes bit by bit.
When the scroll was unfolded, Sima Yi was shocked and froze there for a moment, motionless like a statue.
Na¡¯s brows were deeply furrowed into a line, thick air was spraying from his nostrils, his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and even his eyeballs were about to explode.
It was endless angry flames surging in Sima Yi's body, as if it was about to explode at any time.
Out of curiosity, Sima Zhao quietly moved behind his father and glanced at the scroll. It didn't matter. Sima Zhao was stunned for a moment.
The naked beauty in the scroll, with no clothes on, barely visible, with boundless spring scenery, is suddenly his queen mother Zhang Chunhua! (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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