Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 284 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft
"Is this the young master of Suiyang Wang's family? He looks so handsome!"

Sikong Zhao, who was teasing the koi with leaves by the lake, turned his big black eyes to look behind him suspiciously.

He saw a few women in brocade clothes, looking at him at the moment, and the eyes of each of them made him feel a little scared for some reason.

A girl in pale yellow dress, with blond hair on her head and ice blue eyes, said with a bit of flirtatiousness: "Are you the young master of Suiyang Wang's family?"

Little Sikong Zhao's big eyes were filled with tears, this was the first time he was surrounded by women like this, he shrank back in fear.

"Yes, King Suiyang is Zhao'er's mother." The little man replied with a trembling voice.

The little girl in the light yellow dress looked at him with icy blue eyes that made him fearful. Little Sikong Zhao lowered his head, and the tears in his eyes fell to the ground.

These people are terrible, he wants to find his mother.

"Your name is Zhao'er, you are so good-looking, how about you marry my highness and become the king's wife?" the girl said to him domineeringly.

The few people behind her laughed when they heard her words.

"Your Highness, have you taken a fancy to this little sick man?"

"This son of Suiyang Wang's family has a charming little face, and he charmed our Highness away in an instant."

"Hahaha……"

Little Sikong Zhao felt that the smiles of these people did not harbor any kind intentions at all, so he raised his face angrily, looked at the girl and said, "You are the kind of bad person my mother said, Zhao'er would not marry you, bad person...bad person ..."

Dugu Bei'er heard him scolding him, and took a step forward, his ice-blue eyes were full of anger, he stretched out his plain white hand and pushed the somewhat thin little Sikong Zhao to the ground, covered with cobblestones on the small road.

Looking at Sikong Zhao who fell on the ground, his big black eyes were filled with tears, and the tears slowly flowed from the eye sockets. She crossed her hands on her chest, and said with a proud expression: "Never If someone dares to reject His Highness, don't think that you are good-looking, so you dare to be rude to His Highness."

After Sikong Zhao was pushed to the ground, his small hand was first cut by the sharp stone, and the scarlet blood flowed out in an instant, and some dripped down his fingertips to the ground, and he burst into tears of pain.

But he tightly closed his red lips, and sat on the ground, weeping silently.

Because his mother told him that he was a brave child, the child of King Suiyang, even if he shed tears, he couldn't cry as loudly as other princes.

However, he was in so much pain that he couldn't help crying.

"You are all bad guys, bad guys..." He said to Dugu Bei'er and the others with tears streaming down his smooth and fair face.

When Dugu Bei'er saw this cute and beautiful boy, but was actually bullied by him and cried, he felt some pity in his heart, but when the princesses behind him, the young lady booed behind him.

"Your Highness, he dared to scold you, why not throw him into the dry well in the cold palace like this, and let him know what will happen to you if he provokes you." A princess of the prince's family said.

Another lady from the minister's family said, "Yes, yes, throw him in that dry well and see if he dares to contradict His Highness."

Everyone said that Sikong Zhao should be thrown into the well. Dugu Beier originally had a little sympathy in his heart, but when he heard what they said, he also felt that he must be taught a lesson, so he ordered the guards, "You put Throw him into the dry well in the cold palace, and bring him out tomorrow morning."

The guard glanced at the small salary on the ground, and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, he is the only young son of King Suiyang, if King Suiyang knows, will it be bad?"

Before Dugu Bei'er could speak, the princess behind him said, "He dared to disrespect His Highness the Empress Dowager just now, of course he will be punished, even if King Suiyang comes, he can be punished as well."

Hearing her words, Dugu Bei'er's icy blue eyes were full of anger, and he said loudly to the guard: "Do you want to question the order of my Highness?"

The guard bowed his head, "Don't dare."

At this time, Sikong Zhao's body was already a little uncomfortable due to excessive bleeding, but no one cared about him.

His small body was held in the arms of a guard, and he was in a daze, not knowing where he was going to be taken.

The guards threw him into the dry well.

In just one night, Sikong Zhao's cold poison relapsed, his red lips and long black eyelashes were covered with white frost, and his whole body turned blue.

When King Suiyang, who had been looking for him all night, held him in his arms, he found that he was colder than ice, and he went to the chief of the Imperial Hospital for diagnosis and treatment until his cold poison relapsed.

After that, King Suiyang took him to find all the famous doctors and genius doctors, but no one could cure him.

Later, on the day of the full moon every month, he would suffer from the pain of cold and poisonous erosion, and he gradually hated Dugu Bei'er who ordered him to be thrown into the dry well that day.

He made an oath in his heart that he must overthrow the dynasty where women are respected, and that she must be arrested and executed in a hurry, and then hang her body on the city wall to dry in the sun.

But since when did all this become different?
Was it the first time she secretly treated her cold poison?
Or was it that time when you said to yourself in the brothel that you liked yourself?
Or was she cautiously having sex with him on the wedding day?

Or was it the way she desperately protected herself when she took her to the Qiqiao Festival?
He found that his heart was completely filled by her, and he was unwilling to give it up no matter what.

His long black eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment, and his dark red lips slightly evoked a doting smile. He looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms. She was wearing a bright yellow phoenix robe at the moment, and she was still cold. Yan is beautiful, but there is a little more worry about the country in her eyebrows and eyes.

She loves freedom so much, but for the sake of this so-called country, she actually took on the responsibilities she was unwilling to bear.

The cold moon-like eyes looked at her with a bit of love for a long time.

He knew that he really loved her badly.

He lowered his head and held her full red lips, hugged her waist tightly with one hand, and gently reached her waist with the other hand, hooked with his fingertips lightly, and the bright yellow jade belt was scattered on the bed On the bed, the bright yellow phoenix robe also became baggy.

Sikong Zhao moved away from her lips, and the bright red lips moved to her fair neck, and her unique sweet smell entered the nostrils, and he gently kissed her...

Bei'er, who was sleeping, felt a little cold on her body, and slowly opened her icy blue eyes. When she saw the person lying on top of her, she smiled and stretched out her arms, climbing up his neck. Softly shouted: "Zhaoer—"

　This plane is finally finished, are you satisfied?
　　The next plane begins to write about the Republic of China. This time, the setting of Beier is the frail eldest lady of the Republic of China, and she may be a little sick and delicate. Are you looking forward to it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)