He sighed softly, and His Majesty the Emperor shook his head and said nothing. He pressed his body tightly against his side, staring at the man's face with affectionate affection. The beauty said softly: "Your Majesty, I don't know what knots there is between Your Majesty and Princess Yushuang, but I only know that blood is thicker than water, and Princess Yushuang is very wise. If Your Majesty can give up her past grudges, I think she will definitely share a lot of pressure for Your Majesty. I only regret that I am not in the current affairs and cannot share your worries for Your Majesty, so I can only pray for Your Majesty in the harem."

After a warm feeling in his heart, Situ Lang reached out and hugged the beauty in his arms. After a while of warmth, he said: "I naturally understand the love of a concubine. But Yushuang and I have different opinions on several government affairs, and are not very cold and warm to me, the legitimate brother. Moreover, the complex and difficult state affairs are not as simple as you imagined, and it is not as easy as you can think. I cannot turn the world back with one person. In the past, when my father was exhausted from the government affairs, I still didn't understand it. I just thought that since he was the lord of a country, he naturally did it very easily and happily. In fact, no one knew the pain and fatigue inside. Many times he could only knock down his teeth and swallow it with blood."

"But Your Majesty, I see you working hard until late at night every day, but you can't fall asleep. How can your body be able to hold on if you continue like this?" The beauty was bleak and she was already choked up in her words.

"Haha, I don't have to worry too much about it. I am still young and healthy, so how dangerous it is as you are worried about? But this period is just a little tired, but the most difficult period of the empire is that as long as I can survive, I think the situation will be much clearer. However, the beloved concubine needs to take care of her health. I also hope that the beloved concubine can give birth to a dragon son for me as soon as possible, and also reserve children for the royal family." Situ Lang's hand quietly slipped into the other party's nightgown collar and kneaded her freely. The beautiful man's face was flushed and he wanted to welcome him but refused.

The tent is shaking gently, the gums are moving secretly, and the charm is not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Linghu Yi looked at the young man walking in with admiring eyes, dark skin, some dark concave eyes, flat nose bridge, and some thick lips. His appearance was clearly an ordinary Burmese man who could not be more ordinary, and he could not attract attention anywhere he went. However, Linghu Yi knew that such a person was a real expert in intelligence work. Only by achieving an ordinary image that was not at all eye-catching can he not pay attention to the other party's counter-espionage agency and reaching the invisible level of entry and exit.

When the boss introduced the young man to him, Linghu Yi was still a little uneasy, but after several contacts, the perception ability and sensitive smell and touch of the other party immediately made Linghu Yi look at him with admiration, and he no longer dared to underestimate the inconspicuous young man in front of him. He is worthy of being the leader among the Burmese people. No wonder there is no sound in the Wuzi of Wenna. In the intelligence industry, it is silent and hidden. Gu Quan, this guy, has become more and more eye-catching with Gu Dengyun's help during this period.

Although his military intelligence bureau's work is not bad, it is a bit inferior in comparison. Linghu Yi also feels the pressure on his shoulders. The competition from his peers forces him to work hard to achieve better results. Now that he has the help of Wen Jie, his burden can be much easier. Many specific business matters can be left to Wen Jie to do, and he can also focus more on the overall layout of the Military Intelligence Bureau's work.

The dark young man did not think as much as his boss, who was about the same age as his. Since his boss handed over the specific work in the southern region to him, he felt how heavy the burden was. He had only spyed and collected intelligence against a limited number of forces that were concerned about interests. Now the focus of his work has been greatly adjusted. The original main target of the Lang family has disappeared, the Lin family has also been placed in a secondary position, the position of the Peninsula Alliance has increased significantly, the South Ocean Alliance and the Maqi Khan have also risen to an important position, and even the Pasha Kingdom and the Siolan Kingdom in the Central Continent have become their main work objects, which makes Wen Jie feel the arduous task.

However, Wen Jie also felt the benefits and advantages that are different from before, abundant human resources, sufficient funding guarantee, flexible working mechanism, perfect diplomatic cover, and strong backing. All of this was something he could never imagine when he was carrying out intelligence work in Myanmar. When he heard his father's order to accept the arrangement to report to the Military Intelligence Bureau, he had already disappeared, replaced by endless excitement and work passion. At this time, he thought more about how to complete the established work plan and come up with a perfect answer to present a gift to the top.

As the main intelligence attack direction of the Military Intelligence Bureau, it needs to be carried out around military operations, which is not completely consistent with the focus of the Intelligence Bureau's work. A few days ago, Wen Jie had exchanged opinions with his boss several times, and they all agreed that the Peninsula Alliance countries will be the current work focus of the southern region of the Military Intelligence Bureau and should be stepped up. Wen Jie also pointed out that because the situation in Sanjiang is not clear, although there is no possibility of a war between his own side and Sanjiang side in the near future, the possibility of the Maqi Khan attacking Sanjiang cannot be ruled out because of the large variables of the Maqi Khan attacking Sanjiang. Once the Maqi Khan attacks Sanjiang, whether his own side will intervene needs to be decided by the Supreme Commander, as a military intelligence agency, this is necessary to include it in case that if the army wants to intervene, the military intelligence department can produce the most complete intelligence information in the shortest time.

Wen Jie's view was highly praised by Linghu Yi. He was able to keenly perceive the numerous crises brewing in Sanjiang, and then think of the attack of the Maqi Khan and the intervention of his own side. This cannot but admit Wen Jie's broad vision and sensitive intuition. Although Linghu Yi did not give Wen Jie any hints, the other party also realized the huge crisis problem in Sanjiang.

"I've seen Lord Linghu." The dark young man clasped his fists and bowed, but was stopped by the other party. "Come and sit down, Ajie, are you ready? Lord Gu Quangu and Gu Dengyun from the Intelligence Bureau will arrive soon. Lord Li will come here in person to listen to our situation analysis. We cannot weaken the majesty and reputation of our Military Intelligence Bureau."

"Don't worry, we have checked and analyzed these situations several times, and there is absolutely no problem. Lord Li also wants to come. Isn't it said that Lord Li can't come if he has something to do, so let his intelligence secretary come?" Wen Jie was a little nervous. He had only seen Li Wufeng. He didn't seem to see anything strange under his gentle smile, but he knew that this was definitely just a superficial phenomenon. It could kill Lang Yongquan for half a month. This was definitely not luck or luck. It can only be said that this person's goodness is really hiding himself under a kind and amiable appearance.

"Well, it was, but later Lord Li changed his decision temporarily and decided to come here to listen to our report in person, so we have to change the report content and tell all the reports that need to be reported directly to Lord Li, and there is no need to hide anything." Linghu Yi is also an old man under Wufeng. He naturally knows what top-secret intelligence needs to be hidden in front of the intelligence secretary. Before Wufeng revokes all the ban, the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Intelligence Agency have to follow this rule, which makes Linghu Yi feel very troublesome, but since he has become the person next to his boss and has the omnipresent security bureau repeatedly checked, would he still believe it? Since he believes it, how could he let them serve as intelligence secretary?

Gu Dengyun, who walked into the living room, subconsciously turned his attention to the young man in the head of the military intelligence director Linghu Yi. Although the other party had no excellence in everything, Gu Dengyun knew that this was a real master of intelligence. His flaw was that he was too outstanding in appearance, which became an obstacle to his intelligence work. Many times, he had to hide in the dark. In addition to careful planning, it was difficult for him to experience the pleasure of a truly outstanding spy taking a bag in a dangerous situation. This is a regret for him. However, he heard that the makeup technology developed by the science and technology development department has become increasingly mature. He heard that he could change a person's appearance characteristics at will, unlike all the ordinary disguise techniques in the world that are easily noticed and discovered, and it is quite difficult to maintain. If he could make a breakthrough in this regard, he might be able to fulfill his dream of reluctance.

When Gu Dengyun's eyes fell on Wen Jie, Wen Jie was also looking at the guy who was praised by his boss as an intelligence genius. His graceful young master's demeanor, wearing a poplin Tang shirt and a royal blue belt, and the beast-shaped jade pendant on his waist could tell that it was not an ordinary person at first glance. He held a bamboo fan in his hand and opened and closed it casually, flew into his brows and a pair of eyes looking at him. He had a graceful and luxurious demeanor. Unless he knew the person who was his face, it would be difficult for outsiders to believe that this was the number one general of the Intelligence Agency.
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