[R18] (Quickly wear it) Baby, you are with the wrong person – Chapter 290 of “(Quickly Wear) Baby You Are with the Wrong Person” [English]

​‍‌​‍‌☆, Imperial Strategy 10 (H)

“You still don’t believe me after all.”

Yao Ji thought, she really doesn’t believe him.The way to be a king lies in balance. You cannot allow aristocratic families to become powerful, so how can you allow the regent family to become powerful?The aristocratic family is aggressive, and the regent is also aggressive.

He was gentle to her, but he never stopped taking control of the court and installing his cronies.

Yao Ji did not want to cast doubt on Xiao Yu, but she was sitting in this seat. If she wanted to continue sitting down, she would not be able to put all her trust in a powerful regent.

“If I succeed, I will order King Wu, King Jin, Zhang Jingan, and Lin Ting to assist the government.” Yao Ji still remembers that Ning Zong was already very ill at that time. He held Yao Ji with his skinny hands and choked loudly every time he spoke. “Don’t worry about King Jin and Lin Ting. They are just there to make up the numbers. What you need to pay attention to is Zhang Jingan and King Wu.”

“Zhang Jingan is the leader of the aristocratic family. After Jiang Yong became an official, the aristocratic family has only he to follow his lead. However, although this person has serious selfishness, he is easy to control. As long as you don’t push him too hard, he will not do anything.” After saying this, Ning Zong couldn’t breathe and started coughing violently.

Yao Ji hurriedly stroked his back to comfort him: “Dad, don’t worry, I understand everything.” She knew that Ning Zong was worried that he was too young and would be won over by the people from the aristocratic family. “My dad has always taught me that aristocratic families can be used but cannot be trusted. Ah Jue will bear this in mind.”

HeThey are not worth mentioning, let alone the poor people.They can do nothing if they communicate with barbarians and plot internal coups!In their eyes, the world is just a tool for power and gain, Ajue, “Yin Jian is not far away, don’t go back to the situation where the family and the king share the world.”

Seeing Yao Ji solemnly nodding, Ning Zong just laughed happily, but he soon thought of the dangerous situation his daughter would face after succeeding to the throne, and sighed: “There is no other way to let King Wu be the auxiliary minister. You are too young, and it will take at least four years before you can take charge. If there is no one who can compete with the aristocratic family, I am afraid that when you come to take charge, the world will no longer have the surname Xiao, but the queen… She is like that, how can I safely allow her?Please stay behind the curtain and listen to politics. Even after I become successful, don’t let her go. Let her stay in the harem and never interfere in political affairs.”

Yao Ji naturally understands the character of her biological mother, but King Wu has a notorious reputation and has never been in charge of politics. How can Ning Zong be sure that she can compete with the aristocratic family.”Dad, do you think King Wu is more trustworthy than the noble family?”

For some reason, Ning Zong was strangely silent. He looked guilty and cold at the same time. After a long while, he said: “King Wu, I absolutely cannot believe this.”

“One day, he will rebel.”

Until now, Yao Ji still can’t forget these words.

Why was Ning Zong certain that Xiao Yu would definitely rebel? She wanted to ask why, but Ning Zong still refused to tell.For this reason, Yao Ji did not hesitate to ask the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother actually did not know the reason. She just said: “The sage once told me that he has raised King Wu for fourteen years. Even now, I am not sure whether he has been raised well.”

Less than half a month later, Ning Zong passed away.Yao Ji ascended the throne and proclaimed herself emperor, and Xiao Yu became the assistant minister.Before that, he had always been a dandy who had accomplished nothing. As soon as he participated in government affairs, he showed astonishing political talents.Although Yao Ji is in the deep palace, she also knows how ridiculous this seventh uncle was before – he is a prince, but he has no ambition to make progress. He is either hanging around in the church or playing various tricks in his own house all day long. His arrogance and extravagance are known to everyone in Liang Jing. Even in front of the emperor, he refuses to restrain himself a little.

But now, why doesn’t Yao Ji understand?The absurd and dissolute prince spent the first fourteen years hiding his clumsiness.

But why is this? What is the reason for him to do this?For this purpose, Yao Ji read the daily notes of Guangzong and Ningzong, trying to find clues from those records.But she didn’t find anything, which made her even more certain that there was something strange about it – only human cleaning could make it clean and watertight.

Perhaps the only person in the world who knows the answer is Xiao Yu, but they are still far from being able to ask this question.

“That’s all,” Yao Ji shook her head, “Duan Hongyuan,” Duan Hongyuan heard the sound and hurriedly came over with a slight bow, and heard her pointing to the new hanging green on the table, “One plate will be sent to the Chongying Palace, and the other will be sent to the Regent’s Palace.”

At that moment, in less than half a day, everyone knew that the saint had given tribute fruits to the regent’s palace.Because the emperor supported Zhang Jingan in court, the family originally thought she was going to turn around, but now that she was given tribute, people’s hearts suddenly changed again.

Zhang Jingan sneered at home: “Although the saint is young, his methods are quite good. He is very experienced in fighting and pulling.”

How did Zhang Jingan know that Yao Ji gave the tribute to the regent’s palace just because she made Xiao Yu angry and wanted to coax him.But Xiao Yu Gongguo accepted it, and his attitude was still lukewarm.Yao Ji used all kinds of tricks to make jokes while he was teaching, and even used tricks like coquettishness and infatuation. Xiao Yu still looked businesslike, which made Yao Ji angry – they are all people wallowing in the power field, and no one knows who is who.

She was no longer willing to serve, and immediately closed the book: “I’m tired, that’s it for today.” After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Yu’s reaction, he stood up and walked out.

Duan Hongyuan followed suit and looked back cautiously: “Sage… the regent is still behind.”

“If he wants to follow, let him follow.” Yao Ji snorted.Taiji Palace is the emperor’s bedroom, and it is also the boundary between the former dynasty and the harem. Successive emperors have always managed politics and studied in the front and rested in the back.Yao Ji led a large group of people to the back, cheering, and they were about to reach the dormitory – if they continue, they will reach the harem.

She just stopped, and Xiao Yu behind him said slowly: “Duan Hongyuan, take your people down.”

Duan Hongyuan glanced at Yao Ji and saw her slightly nodding. Then he waved his hand and the group of people retreated in an instant.Xiao Yu then stepped forward with a smile on his lips: “Are you angry?”

Yao Ji did not answer, but asked: “Is the anger gone?”

“It’s quite interesting how you act coquettishly.” This hateful man said leisurely.

Yao Ji rolled her eyes, because what she said was half true and half false, and it was not easy to take advantage of it, so she pursed her lips: “I want to take a rest, you can go back.”

“I’ll join you.” Xiao Yu grabbed her hand under his sleeve.

The meaning in these words immediately made her face heat up. She subconsciously wanted to shake off her big hand, but she couldn’t do it: “It’s ridiculous. How can a foreign minister enter the harem?”

“I have always been ridiculous,” the man lowered his eyes, “could Yaoyao not know that?”

But no matter how absurd it is, there is no reason to do such a thing in the emperor’s bedroom in the clear sky and in broad daylight.When she didn’t answer, Xiao Yu let go of her hand and said, “Since Yaoyao doesn’t want to, then let’s do it.” After saying that, he turned around to leave, but was grabbed by his sleeve.

“Wait a minute…” The girl felt her cheeks feel hot, even more so under the man’s half-smiling gaze, “I… didn’t say I didn’t want to.” When she saw the successful smile on Xiao Yu’s face, she immediately became filled with hatred, “Old fox!”

“Yao Yao thinks Uncle Qi is old, huh?”

It is said to be a sleeping hall, but in fact there are many rooms in the back hall of Taiji Palace, most of which are empty.As Xiao Yu said this, he picked up the girl horizontally, found a room at random and pushed the door open.Yao Ji was startled by the word “he” and started kicking her hands and feet in a panic: “You… are so presumptuous! Be careful of being seen!”

“Keep your voice down so no one will know. Open your mouth.” Xiao Yu said, already using his hands to untie her clothes, leaning down to seal the moans in her little mouth, licking every inch of tender flesh with his rough tongue, and forcing her to swallow the fluid he had entered.Unfortunately, no one has ever lived in this room, but it is full of tables, chairs and beds. Yao Ji was pressed on the couch by the man, her body rolled into the strong and hot arms, and the layers of clothes were already untied.

Under the flawless white neck, there is a tightly wrapped white silk.Xiao Yu’s eyes darkened, and his fingertips touched it gently: “Does it hurt?”

Yao Ji was in a daze, and when she heard he’s low voice, she opened her soft and blurred eyes and replied softly: “Well, it hurts a lot…”

Not only did it hurt, but because she was growing and developing, her breasts were also swollen and itchy.The man gently untied the white silk layer by layer, revealing the poor breasts with red marks underneath.As soon as I got a chance to breathe, the two balls of breast meat immediately stood up like little rabbits. The nipples on them were bright red and were already hard before they were played with by the man.

“Uncle Qi, give Yaoyao a lick,” Xiao Yu said, leaning over and holding the cherry fruit in his mouth, “… it won’t hurt if you lick it.”