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Chapter 840

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"This bottle is exquisite. It's made of glass, right? What's written on it? "Tong Zhengye's face was flushed as he held the bottle and exclaimed in admiration.

He burped and emitted the smell of alcohol.

"The blood of a warrior? I'm going to have a taste then! "

Tong Zhengye gulped it down, and the strong smell of alcohol filled his mouth. Then, he felt like a knife had slid down his throat and reached his stomach, lighting a fire!

"Pfft …"

"What's this?"

Tong Zhengye was shocked. This couldn't be considered alcohol anymore. It was like swallowing a knife into his stomach! Zhao Prince Consort, you are really ruthless!

Everyone was puzzled as they each held a bottle and took a sip.

"Pfft …"

"Pfft …"

The sound of alcohol being sprayed was endless!

Although they were Cardinal Heaven experts and had strong bodies, it didn't mean that they didn't feel anything! Their internal organs were especially soft, and this mouthful was like a sea of fire in their stomachs!

One had to know that the alcohol that they usually drank was less than 10% alcohol. Occasionally, they would get a bottle of 38% to 40% alcohol from the empress, which was considered the highest alcohol they could get. It was practically like a burning knife.

This was the Water of Life with 96 degrees of alcohol, which was almost equivalent to pure alcohol!

"Hahahaha! This is indeed the blood of a warrior. How can a woman like you drink it? "Qin Chuan saw Tong Zhengye's expression and immediately laughed provocatively.

"Old bastard, do you want to compete?" The veins on Tong Zhengye's forehead were bulging! If it weren't for you in the afternoon, I would have dragged Zhao Prince Consort down with me! Coupled with all the previous incidents, this feud couldn't be washed away even with rivers and lakes!

"Eh? You actually have the guts to do that? "Qin Chuan's face was full of shock, which made Tong Zhenye want to eat him alive!

"Come, come, come!"

"Whoever can't drink it first loses!"

The onlookers immediately piled the liquor boxes around them and applauded. They watched with great interest as the two of them competed in "alcohol"!

The two of them tilted their heads back and gulped down a bottle. Then, their faces immediately became as colorful as a mill!

"Today is Her Majesty's wedding day. If you are willing to admit defeat, I will let you off!" The colors of red, white, blue, and purple on Tong Zhengye's face turned red, white, blue, and purple before finally settling on his back. Steam almost came out from his forehead as he glared at Qin Chuan fiercely.

"Why would this old man be afraid of you, you bastard!" Qin Chuan also glared at him fiercely!

Drink another bottle!

"Do you admit defeat?"

"You talk too much nonsense!"

The two of them had been enemies for decades. As long as they met, they would rather die than take a step back!

After one crate, the two of them began to stagger.

After consuming two boxes, Tong Zhengye staggered a few steps, turned around, and spat out a mouthful of alcohol directly onto the palace lantern in the corner!

Boom!

A huge fireball!

Everyone: "…"

The dozens of bigwigs present stared blankly at the rising fireball in the corner … What was going on?

Someone tried to spit out the wine in his mouth. Boom, another huge fireball appeared!

Oh my god, this water is on fire?

What the hell is this?

Someone spat out another huge fireball!

Another huge fireball!

Another one …!

"It's on fire …" Minister of Revenue Tu Wan rubbed her forehead, her eyes blurred.

"It's on fire!" Minister of Justice Zhuo Yan deeply agreed. He knocked his head from time to time, feeling dizzy.

Xuan Hua laughed, "Hahahahaha!"

At this time, in a corner of Zichen Palace, the cloth curtain was already burning.

Minister of the Ministry of War Lian Liang was in a daze for a while. He shook his head and stepped forward. "Sirs, let me do it!"

He took a step forward a few meters and slapped with his palm. The wind howled in the air, and the blazing flame seemed to be suppressed.

Boom!

When the dust dissipated, the cloth curtain, the flame, and even half of the wall had disappeared without a trace!

"This old man is old and can't compare to the young people. I'm going back to rest!" Shi Qing strolled back with his hands behind his back.

"I'm tired too …" Tu Wan rubbed her forehead and walked out of Zichen Palace Hall.

A few people from the Ministry of Rites fastened their loincloths and carried their clothes out.

In a short while, only Tong Zhengye, Qin Chuan, who was lying on the ground and spitting bubbles, and Lian Liang, who was still in a daze …



In the bedchamber, the big red tent was tightly enclosed, with only one side open. Ren Baqian and the empress sat there, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air around them.

The female official, Qing Yuan, and Hong Luan had already been driven out by the empress.

Although there were still some formalities that hadn't been completed, the empress was already tired of the cumbersome and useless procedures.

Ren Baqian hugged the empress, placed his palms on her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and gently sniffed her cheek. It was filled with a delicate fragrance.

"Your Majesty, your heart is beating very fast …" Ren Baqian felt that there was a small elephant jumping in the empress's chest … It was jumping rather happily …

Ren Baqian felt that it was time for the two of them to get on the bed and proceed to the next step. It was normal for the empress to be a little flustered, but why was he a little flustered as well?

After thinking about it, it was probably because the two of them had been together for a long time. Now that they were suddenly going to take a step forward, it was as if there was a layer in front of them, and they had to break through that layer first.

"Your Majesty, I learned a martial art in Qingxin Palace Hall a few days ago, and I haven't told you about it!" Ren Baqian whispered into the empress's ear.

"What is it?" The empress was nervous, and she subconsciously asked after hearing what he said.

Then, she felt a big hand climbing onto her chest and heard the words, "Grasping is the dragon's claw!"

The empress's body immediately tensed up.

Ren Baqian didn't proceed to the next step. He could see that the empress's body was tensed up like a cat with its fur standing on end.

If he moved a little more, his face would definitely be scratched!

While whispering in the empress's ear, Ren Baqian pressed his palms on that softness and didn't move at all. He just felt the softness in his palms and the strong beating in her chest.

After a while, he felt that the empress's body had begun to relax. Ren Baqian then carried her on his lap and turned her face to him.

He stroked the other cheek of the empress with one hand and made her look at him. Then, he lowered his head and kissed her gently.

The two of them were immersed in the kiss. From time to time, Ren Baqian would open her pearly white teeth and let the tip of his tongue penetrate deep!

"There seems to be a sound?" The empress raised her head and looked out of the palace hall. The sound seemed to be coming from Zichen Palace Hall!

"Don't worry about them … What can happen to dozens of Cardinal Heaven experts?" Ren Baqian laughed.

At this time, he couldn't let outsiders disturb their wedding night!

Ren Baqian took off the empress's red dress. When his fingers were dancing on the white undergarment, the empress pressed him down and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do, it's what Your Majesty wants to do! As the saying goes, drink the strongest wine and ride the wildest horse. Right now, I'm that wildest horse! "Ren Baqian breathed into the empress's ear.

The empress subconsciously shrunk her neck, then looked up at Ren Baqian and asked, "The wildest horse?"

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