After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

The Erlang in Yan Ge's mouth refers to Qi Jia Erlang.

It was only later that the prince realized who this address represented. The word Erlang was yelled out by the woman in his arms, which made him feel a little sour.

He didn't speak, Yan Ge raised his head, looked at him and continued: Did he trade me for a high-ranking official and a rich salary? Or for a great future?

Her voice was bitter and aggrieved, and the sourness in the prince's heart was immediately dispelled by her resentful words.

No. He hurriedly said, No, Qi Tanhua didn't ask for anything. It's Bengong, it's Bengong who wants you. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.

He also wanted to describe the panic when he saw the host for the first time, but Yange had already taken up the conversation: The night I got married with him, he said he would protect me for the rest of his life and be good to me forever, but later , He knelt beside my bed, night after night, talking about how difficult he was, how reluctant he was to part with me, and how he had no other choice.

He begged me not to resent him, he begged me to please His Highness, and begged me to forget about him...

Her voice was nice to hear, but when it slowed down, there was a kind of sad and clear aftertaste lingering in her fragrant and warm breath, making people feel sad when listening to it.

The prince lowered his head slightly and looked at the woman. At this moment, he wished he could hold her on the tip of his heart to comfort her.

He said: No, there will never be such a thing in the future. I will protect you and always protect you.

Really? She murmured and asked doubtfully, Will His Highness really protect me all the time?

Well, it will always be.

She raised her head and smiled at him: I believe Your Highness.

But the lightness of her words made him feel even more sad.

Ji Zai: Such a weak male, do you still want to train him?

Before Yan Ge could speak, Ji Zai continued to say, Instead of training him, you might as well train his father. Anyway, his father looks much stronger than him.

Yan Ge: I don't like eating old bacon like his father.

Probably because she is too old, so she has always liked old cows to eat tender grass, and she prefers little wolf cubs to old bacon.

Although the prince is not in the case of the wolf cub, but the dwarf is taller, she can only make do with it.

In fact, it is not so reluctant.

When the bed was full of ups and downs, she found that a little rabbit like the prince was quite interesting. Although he would not retaliate against her, his delicate and pitiful appearance could really arouse people's impulse to ravage him. .

It's an amazing sensory experience.

Yan Ge felt that he was perverted by the influence of chicken cubs...

That's right, the old emperor has too many women and his energy is limited. In fact, if you want me to say, you can definitely wear a few more green hats for the old emperor this time. There are also young and energetic courtiers...

Yan Ge interrupted Ji Zai: I didn't come to sleep with men in the plane, I'm not that hungry.

I think you're very hungry. Ji Zai sneered at Yan Ge's words: Otherwise, how could you eat such a defective product, no, your posture is like a wolf and a tiger, as if you haven't eaten meat for thousands of years... ...

Yan Ge laughed, his voice was cold, like a knife: Chicken, I think I still have to poke your eyes blind.

The chicken cub groaned and struggled to death: I didn't look at it. I'm a male and I don't look at it if I don't want to. I heard it from the sound. Who made your voice so loud? It's true that my ears are so small. Really...

Swallowing Beast: Whose vest is this man? Whoever refuses to claim wages eats him up?

Powerful person: What's the point of wearing a vest to go into battle? If you have the ability to show your body, let's compete with legitimate means!