Chapter 2 Turkic Mission

"Your Majesty, are you asking for a gift for yourself?" Hu Yimeng raised his eyebrows.

"No, I'm waiting for Menger to give me a gift." Beichen Yeli said without blushing.

"Oh, my concubine is not ready yet." Hu Yimeng shrugged his shoulders and told the truth.

"Meng'er..." Beichen Yeli's voice was stained with a layer of danger. Everyone in this harem wants to take advantage of my birthday to flatter me, but you are not ready yet!"

"Your Majesty, that's because my concubine feels that I don't need to please you and flatter you alive!" Hu Yimeng spread out his hands and said, "Isn't that the case? Or does the emperor want his concubine to flatter you like everyone else in the palace? I feel that there are already so many people in the palace waiting to flatter you. I'm afraid that there is no shortage of concubines, so I won't get involved. Hu Yimeng said.

Beichen Yeli suddenly had a burst of anger.

This little woman's mouth is getting stronger and stronger. If it's tricky, few people in this palace are her opponents.

However, the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high.

"Since Meng'er hasn't prepared yet, it's up to me to decide what gift Meng'er will give me!" Beichen Yeli narrowed his narrow and handsome phoenix eyes and held a calculating smile at the corners of his mouth.

Hearing Beichen Yeli's words, Hu Yimeng immediately looked at him wary, "Your Majesty, tell me what you want first, and I will think about it before I answer you."

"In fact, as long as Menger is willing to give me what I want, I can get it immediately, but it depends on whether Menger is a stingy person." Beichen Yeli's words were vague.

Hu Yimeng couldn't guess what he wanted, so he said, "Your Majesty, what you said is so vague that I really can't guess what you want."

"What I want..." Beichen Yeli deliberately lengthened his tone, and his body approached Hu Yimeng a little, and his slender fingers slid along Hu Yimeng's cheek to her neck.

Hu Yimeng looked at Beichen Yeli's handsome face and slowly enlarged in front of him. No matter how many times I have seen this man carefully, every time I look at him again, she will still feel extremely amazing. The male who felt the breath of aggression sprayed on his face, and Hu Yimeng's face slowly turned red under the gaze of Beichen Yeli.

Beichen Yeli looked at Hu Yimeng with satisfaction and blushed by him.

His voice is also getting lower and more magnetic and seductive.

"I want Menger to give birth to a little prince for me. Menger won't refuse me, will she?" Bei Chenye's fingers slid along Hu Yimeng's neck through the plumpness in front of his chest, and finally stayed on his lower abdomen. Beichen Yeli's long and narrow phoenix eyes looked directly at Hu Yimeng's clear eyes, and their dark star-like eyes were full of unbreakable tenderness and attachment.

Looking at such a handsome man with a gentle attachment, Hu Yimeng could not say anything to refuse.

He seems to be eager to conceive her with his child recently. Every time, he will find countless reasons to please him and promise to give birth to a child belonging to the two of them for him.

In the face of his request, she always feels very shy, but she clearly knows that in her heart, she is actually the same as him, eager to conceive the crystallization of love belonging to two people.

Seeing Hu Yimeng's shy face, but not saying any refusal, Beichenye's heart thrombled. Without saying a word, he picked up Hu Yimeng and walked to the bedroom.

Seeing that the emperor and his wife were as good as before, Xingyan and pheasant smiled at each other. Grandpa Fang chased after the two and closed the door of the bedroom for them.

Beichen Yeli walked into the bedroom with Hu Yimeng in his arms and put her in the broad pear blossom and wood**.

Lowering his head, Beichen Yeli kissed Hu Yimeng's delicate red lips.

For this little mouth, he can be said to love and hate it. He loves her sweet words very much, loves her gentle and lingering, but also hates her ruthless face very much. Thinking of this, Beichen Yeli's various emotions surged into his heart, and the thin lips kissing Hu Yimeng's red lips became more and more forceful.

"Uh-huh..." Hu Yimeng was kissed by Beichen Yeli so much that she could hardly breathe. She pushed his chest hard. She didn't want to be the first concubine of the Yu Kingdom to be killed in ** by the emperor's kiss.

Finally, before Hu Yimeng was about to suffocate, Beichen Yeli let go of her.

Hu Yimeng gasped.

However, Beichen Yeli quickly faded away their clothes, and Hu Yimeng's delicate and slender body was attached to Hu Yimeng's petite and soft body.

Put down the mantle, and there are only two of them left in the narrow space.

There was a burning flame in Beichen Yeli's eyes, which almost burned Hu Yimeng out.

At this moment, they only saw each other, and those court plots and court battles were far away.

The aura of the emperor and the favorite concubine has faded. They are just a pair of men and women who love each other deeply.

There are not too many words, only the rhythm of the body.

Sweat, gasp, roar and scream are intertwined.

When they climbed to the peak, their minds were blank.

In a trance, Hu Yimeng felt a powerful warm current buried deep in her body. Her heart couldn't help moving, but disappeared in an instant.

When Beichen Yeli and Hu Yimeng recovered, Beichen Yeli habitually put Hu Yimeng in his arms, and Hu Yimeng also obediently nestled in her arms, and the two enjoyed the quiet time after love.

The feeling of being able to hug each other like this makes Hu Yimeng feel that only at this moment can she really have this man.

"Hey, I heard from the pheasant today that the Turks sent a mission to the imperial capital?" Whenever there are no outsiders, Hu Yimeng and Beichen Yeli have less scruples and talk much more casually.

Beichen Yeli hated others to speculate about his thoughts in his life, but Hu Yimeng was an exception. He never mind sharing his feelings and decisions with his favorite little woman.

"Well, when I arrived in the imperial capital a few days ago, I have ordered the people of the Ministry of Ceremonies to arrange them in the museum outside the imperial capital." Beichen Yeli said.

"But aren't Turks enemies of generations with our Great Yu Kingdom? Didn't you personally lead the troops to fight with them when he was in the throne? What's the matter when they come here this time? They always feel that they have nothing to do and are either traitors or thieves. Hu Yimeng pillowed Beichen Yeli's arms and drew circles on Beichen Yeli's chest.

Beichen Yeli was touched by Hu Yimeng's white fingers. He held down the little hand that was messy on his chest and said, "There is only conflict of interest between countries. There is no eternal enemy, and of course there is no eternal friend. The Turks sent envoys to visit this time because the old Khan of the Turks passed away not long ago. The new Khan has just ascended the throne. His ministers rely on the old and the old, and the soldiers are self-respecting. His situation is not much better than that of me in those years. He sent the envoy this time just to win me as his ally and as his hands. As a helper in his fight with the Turkic ministers.

"Then are you willing to be used by them like this?" Hu Yimeng raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Well, if they want to take advantage of me, they have to weigh their current weight, but they are just a new emperor. The wings are not rich enough to count on me, but I heard that he also has some skills. The Turkic Khan has seven sons, and this newly ascended Turkic Khan is the smallest among them. However, his six brothers did not fight him in the end. Now he is just restrained by his old ministers in the Turks and can't let go. If he solves those stumbling problems and his wings are full in a few days, I'm afraid he will become my most powerful opponent. Beichen Yeli carefully analyzed the current situation of the Turks to Hu Yimeng.

"So what are you going to do with the envoy sent by your future enemy?"

"Naturally, it is to treat them well, let them see the prosperity and stability of our Dayu country, and then send them back to the Turks intact. The two countries do not kill. I won't break the agreement." Beichen Yeli said.

"Oh? Are you going to subdue people without fighting? Scare them and promote the national prestige of our Dayu country, and then refuse to agree no matter what they ask for. After letting them touch the soft nail, they will return to the Turkic? Hu Yimeng now understands what Beichen Yeli is thinking.

"Then when are you going to meet them?" Hu Yimeng asked.

"The eighth day of next month, my birthday banquet will also become a banquet to receive the Turkic envoys. But before that, I plan to go out of the palace to inquire about those Turkic envoys. I wonder if Menger would like to go with me? Beichen Yeli stroked Hu Yimeng's smooth skin like gel, and his tone gradually became low and ambiguous.

"Exit out of the palace! Well, I haven't been out of the palace for a long time. It's good to go out for a walk. It happened that the two girls, pheasant and Xingyan, had breakfast this morning, quarreled and said that they wanted to see what the Turks looked like. Then take them with them with them. Hu Yimeng said.

And at this moment, she did not find that the eyes of the man beside her looking at her were getting deeper and deeper, full of... the fire of desire...

"Meng'er, let's not always discuss these national affairs. Let's continue what happened just now." Beichen Yeli turned over and pressed Hu Yimeng under his body again. The hot breath blew over Hu Yimeng's earlobe, which made Hu Yimeng suddenly sore and weak, and he could only let Beichen Yeli bully.

"You're still here. Didn't you... just... just come here?" Hu Yimeng refused to leave at night.

Beichen Yeli raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "How can it be for me once? In the face of Meng'er, it won't be enough for me to do it again a hundred times."

"Are you a beast?" One hundred times?! He is determined to kill her in **!

"Wh if I'm a beast or not, Meng'er will know in a moment." No longer giving Hu Yimeng a chance to speak, Beichen Yeli proved his beastly side with practical actions.

And Hu Yi dreamed that he had no strength to accuse him in the end.