Chapter 200 Daughter's Son-in-law

Hei Wu often felt that Sima Jin stood for a long time. He didn't speak for a long time, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

After a long time, Simajin was still motionless. He swept around vigilantly. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw Simajin suddenly step back two steps, raised his hand, and there was a copper carriage lying in his hand.

"Your Excellency?"

Black impermanence whispered.

Sima Jin was stunned for a long time, and then looked at the bead chain thoughtfully. There was an imperceptible smile on his face hidden behind the veil. He no longer stopped staying and stepped out.

"It's all right. Let's go."

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At dawn, the morning light climbed through the window lattice and drooped slowly.

An Bochen opened his eyes, yawned, and habitually touched the bedside.

This touch was empty. An Bochen's heart tightened, and then he reacted. Yesterday, he had thrown Wuyi and thousands of cars and hundreds of boats into the bead chain together.

Looking at the bead chain, he saw the silver gun innocently inserted straight on the seaside cliff. An Bochen was not in a hurry to take it out. He just wanted to withdraw his eyes, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Last night, after receiving the treasure, An Bochen put the chariot on the coast and the cliff respectively, and gathered into two prescription arrays, each of which was no less than 500 times, horizontal and five vertical, in an orderly manner. But at this glance, I found that there was obviously one less chariot on the cliff.

"It's strange. Is it possible that the chariot ran away by itself after sleeping?"

An Bochen muttered to himself.

Before he could figure it out, he listened to the noise outside the window. It seemed that many people ran in and out.

Scratching his head, An Bochen got up and walked out. In a daze, he saw many women carrying stretchers and shuttled between the mansions. There was a woman with a painful expression lying on the stretcher.

An Bochen didn't show up, but his appearance suddenly attracted countless curious eyes.

"It's a man!"

"It turned out to be true. There is indeed a man hidden in the Prime Minister's mansion."

Seeing a group of women chattering and looking at themselves, as if they were going to eat alive, An Bochen's heart was hair, and then he remembered that this was his daughter's country.

"Don't look at it. Send them to the inner room quickly. I and several imperial doctors have cooked the soup. Be careful, don't blow the wind."

The woman in a scholar's costume came out of the backyard and waved to the women carrying stretchers, looking awe-inspiring.

Seeing the appearance of the Lord, An Bochen immediately stepped forward and arched his hand and said, "Miss Wan'er... Good morning."

Glancing at An Bochen, Wan'er's anger seemed to have not subsided. She hummed, "Man, go back to the house. I'm busy. Don't get in the way here."

An Bochen was stunned, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time.

It seemed that the two of them had changed one by one. Wan'er became the man who presided over the overall situation, and An Bochen became a little daughter-in-law who was in the way.

"Wan'er girl, I don't know where An's horse is?"

An Bochen was speechless and asked with a forced smile.

Before Wan'er could speak, the hurried sound of horses' hoofs sounded from outside the house. When she was young, two women dressed in bodyguards walked in.

At a glance with all the women in their daughter's country, they naturally looked at An Bochen first. They looked at it curiously for a long time. The tall female bodyguard coughed and arched her hand and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty Xuan will enter the palace immediately."

"What happened?"

Wan'er looked at the hurried bodyguard and asked puzzledly.

Glancing at An Bochen, the female bodyguard did not shy away from it. She arched her hand and said, "Yunbo Lake has been found out that pregnant women have diarrhea because of their eight-armed superiors..."

"What's wrong with the superior?"

Seeing the female bodyguard flashing words, Wan'er couldn't help but be anxious.

"The superior left without saying goodbye last night."

Hearing the words, Wan'er turned pale and took two steps back. She looked at the guard in disbelief and muttered in a low voice, "How come, how can this be..."

"Your Majesty said that this matter is of great importance, and I hope the Prime Minister can enter the palace as soon as possible."

With that, the female bodyguard glanced at An Bochen again and then said, "Your Majesty also said that you should take the man with you."

When An Bochen heard the words, he frowned slightly and said in his heart, "Does the heroine know that I am the culprit?"

Thinking about it, An Bochen gave up this idea.

If you guessed it was me, you would have taken me down a long time ago. How could you announce that Wan'er and I would go to the palace together?

"Let's go, man."

Wan'er was born delicate, but she had a vigorous and vigorous nature. She took the reins from the bodyguard and turned over the horse and turned back to An Bochen.

An Bochen had to ride another hen, followed Wan'er, and left the house and went to the palace.

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Sitting in the empty hall, An Bochen drank tea boringly. The beautiful female officials passed by from time to time, and always stopped to look at An Bochen for a long time, chattering, pointing, and even ran back and forth several times, just to take a good look at the legendary man.

At the beginning, An Bochen was very uncomfortable, and he gradually got used to it over time.

Wan'er entered the palace to see him and left An Bochen alone in the side hall. When she came in the morning, there was still no one after noon.

It is also thought that the departure of the eight-armed man is a disaster for the daughter's country. without the eight-armed man, Yunbo Lake is just an ordinary lake, and it can no longer be inherited for the daughter's country.

The afternoon sun shines into the side hall and flows through the marble floor tiles, which is warm.

An Bochen drank tea with bitterness in his mouth. He put down the tea cup and looked at the palace of his daughter's country.

The palace here is not very different from the Liu Palace and the Beijing Palace that An Bochen has seen. There are not too many carved beams and painted buildings. It is a little less exquisite and luxurious, but a little more magnificent. I think it comes from the hands of the old crab.

"Is this the case in most of the palaces where the immortals live?"

An Bochen muttered, thinking of the heroic spirit of the heroine and Wan'er from time to time, he couldn't help nodding secretly.

Staying in such a palace day and night is rarely stained with a little vigorousness. As a result, women are not like women. They are used to it, but in the eyes of An Bochen, it seems a little strange.

After two more hours, Liu Yun had rolled up the fire. Finally, a female official came out and pretended to look at An Bochen seriously and said, "Man, your majesty, please."

I don't know when I can find the Mustang King and get rid of the strange title of "man".

An Bochen got up helplessly and followed the female official into the hall.

In the hall, the female lord of the dragon robe is crowned and sits on Jinluan.

Wan'er stood beside her with a dignified manner. There were civil and military officials on the two sides. Like Da Kuang, she saw An Bochen walking in. These women in official uniforms had different expressions. Some of them were alert, and some were full of curiosity, but they all looked at them without saying anything. Their expressions were solemn and solemn.

"See Your Majesty."

An Bochen held his fist and saluted. He raised his head and felt that someone was staring at him closely. He looked sideways, but it was the female general he met when he first arrived.

The female general was born with a big and three-year-old, with a fierce face. She looked at An Bochen with a warning color on her face, and her hand had been pressed on the big axe at her waist.

An Bochen took a deep breath and smiled at the female general. His smile made the civil and military officials on both sides lively.

"Did you see that he actually laughed?"

"Men can actually laugh, tut."

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Even in the daughter country of a woman's country, women can't change the problem of love and right and wrong. This is nature, which makes An Bochen laugh and cry.

"Sing down!"

For good, the heroine opened her mouth to relieve the siege. She looked deeply at An Bochen, suddenly smiled, and gently opened her lips: "I don't know the man's name?"

I didn't ask my name yesterday. Why did I suddenly want to ask today, and I still look happy.

An Bochen was puzzled and didn't want to say much, "I'm An Bochen."

This is a foreign country. It's okay to let them know their name. An Bochen thought so, but the heroine's next words made him open his mouth and stand on the spot.

"To pass on the will of the widow, and seal An Bochen as the king of the emperor's son-in-law, the servant of the first-class temple, and lead the succession of the sect. The reward is eight hundred taels, six into one mansion, and a hundred mares.

The gift of the female lord is not great. There is no difference in literature and martial arts in the Man Dynasty, and several people even breathe a sigh of relief.

As Wan'er said, the greater the responsibility in her daughter's country, the better the treatment she will receive. The decree of the female state is promulgated, and the emperor's kindness is great. An Bochen's duties in her daughter's country in the future are self-evident.

In the court, the only one who changes color is An Bochen.

At this moment, An Bochen's face turned pale, and his back shirt was wet with cold sweat.

How can he not know the official position given by the female lord? It sounds majestic, but in fact, it makes him have sex with a Manchu woman and pass on to generation like the wild horse king who didn't know where to enjoy his beauty last night.

It's terrible. Last night, I just cared to drive away the old crab, but I didn't think that Yunbo Lake could not be conceived at all. If the people of the country wanted to pass on the family, they naturally had to go back to the old road thousands of years ago and find a man to have sex. There was no man in the past, but now he has come and become the only man among the thousands of people in his daughter's country. The heavy responsibility of the protection of the family is naturally imposed on him.

I ran away the old crab last night, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

An Bochen slipped a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and countless eyes looked at him, all of which were "affective veins", including the female general with tiger-backed and bear waist. An Bochen only felt that he was not in the palace at this moment, but came to the brothel, but his identities were exchanged. Instead, he became a coveted flower leader, and the women around him became benefactors.

When the disaster comes, An Bochen can't take care of the king of the wild horse. His hand has touched the bead chain. He just wants to take out the innocent to kill his daughter's country and keep his innocence.

"Your Majesty, this is not appropriate."

At this moment, Wan'er suddenly stepped forward.

"What's wrong?"

The heroine glanced at An Bochen jokingly, and then asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, according to the historical records, men's energy is limited, not as good as cattle, horses and animals. It is the limit to have sex seven times a night. If there are more, I'm afraid it will hurt Yuanshou."

Wan'er said righteously, and heard the heroine and a group of literary and martial arts nod frequently.

"What does the Prime Minister mean, if only the emperor's son-in-law is responsible for inheriting the clan, is it tantamount to fishing and hunting in the forest?"

"Your Majesty."

As soon as the two of them sang, An Bochen faintly noticed something and shouted in his heart.