Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Lian Wuque is not only competing with himself. Without her, there are others, so let them fight by themselves for a while.

It would be better to sharpen his energy.

The most important thing is that she needs time to spend time with someone recently.

Feng Jin nodded to express understanding.

only--

"Then where do you plan to stay recently and find a place to hide?"

“Let’s talk first, I won’t keep anyone here~”

Although she is optimistic about Nan Qiao, since the rules have been set, they will not be changed, and she will not deliberately favor any one of them.

Now it was Lian Wuque who had played a dirty trick first and violated the rules set at the beginning, so she gave Nan Qiao a few words.

But Feng Jin just wanted to watch the fight between them from the other side. If she wanted to get involved, she had no idea at all.

It's fun to watch a show, but don't embarrass her old bones when it comes to acting.

Nan Qiao glanced at Feng Jin: "Master, you are worrying too much."

He paused slightly and raised his eyes lightly: "I will go to the palace and will not stay here with you."

"Royal Palace?!"

"Nan Qiao, are you still going to assassinate Chu Yanting?" Feng Jin frowned, with disapproval on his face.

It is undeniable that Chu Yanting is indeed the person with the highest status in the world, and the commission is also high. More than one person came to them to buy Chu Yanting's life.

However, the difficulty is also really great. It is just to compete for the position of the poster, and there is really no need to fight for this.

There are many people with lower status than Chu Yanting, so why bother to fight with him?

Nan Qiao failed once. Although it was Nan Qin's fault and could not be attributed to Nan Qiao's personal ability, the failure was already a certainty and could not be changed.

To be able to survive such a dangerous situation without losing any arms or legs is already considered a fate for Nan Qiao. He finally escaped, and now he has to go back.

Moreover, without Nan Qin's help and the palace being heavily guarded, Nan Qiao could definitely guarantee that he would succeed.

Thinking of this, Feng Jin couldn't help but stab Nan Qiao: "What? It's not enough to get stabbed at your sister's place. You have to go to the palace and get stabbed again."

When Nan Qiao heard what Feng Jin said, his eyes flickered, his body relaxed, and he leaned back on the chair: "That's not necessarily the case."

She and Chu Yanting couldn't tell who stabbed whom.

"..." Feng Jin was speechless for a moment.

Where did Nan Qiao get his confidence? Is Chu Yanting someone easy to kill?

He has always been among the top three on the assassination list in their building, but isn't he still alive until now?

Seeing that Nan Qiao could not be persuaded, Feng Jin stopped talking: "Just be careful."

"I know."

Nan Qiao glanced at the sky outside.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb you anymore. Let's go first." After saying that, she disappeared in a flash.

******

At night, the palace.

Inside the imperial study.

There were lights and shadows in the hall, and it was quiet.

Chu Yanting was lying on the table, his brows slightly furrowed, his back as straight as a pine tree. Although he was speechless, he still couldn't hide his demeanor.

The vermilion brush scratched on the memorial, making a faint sound.

"The night is already dark, isn't your Majesty still resting?"

A lazy female voice suddenly sounded in the hall, breaking the silence of the room.

"It's really hard for me. I have been waiting so hard in His Majesty's palace for a long time——"

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be here. He is really diligent."

!

Chu Yanting stopped writing with his hand. The brush uncontrollably left a messy mark on the white paper, and he raised his head suddenly.

Not far away, he saw a man lazily leaning against a pillar in the hall as if he had no bones, holding his arms and looking at him.

Needless to say, this person is naturally Nan Qiao.

How did she come in? Why was there no movement at all? Chu Yanting was a little horrified.

It's just that I'm surprised, but more importantly, I'm still unhappy.

"You still dare to come?" In the blink of an eye, Chu Yanting's face darkened.

Nan Qiao tilted his head and smiled in a way that could almost be called wanton: "What are you afraid of? Didn't Your Majesty say you will forgive me?"

"Besides, I have only tasted His Majesty's stunning appearance once, but I can't forget it. Life is short, wouldn't it be too sad if I didn't experience it a few more times..." It's a pity.

Chu Yanting didn't want to hear the rest of the words, so he interrupted Nan Qiao with a low growl: "How presumptuous."

What does it mean to experience it a few more times? Where does she think the palace is? What do you think you are? A young man who works for entertainment in a brothel?

The expression on Nan Qiao's face paused, and then he smiled even more wildly.

"It's so angry that it hurts you. Why is Your Majesty so angry..."

Nan Qiao pushed hard on her waist and straightened up. Then she took a step forward and slowly came to Chu Yanting's table. She rested her arms on the table, lowered her head and looked at Chu Yanting condescendingly.

"What's more -" Nan Qiao laughed muffledly, "Didn't His Majesty like that night? I remember..."

"Zheng——" A soft sound broke through the air.

A white light flashed before his eyes, and the next moment, a chill spread across his skin, and a familiar sword touched the side of Nan Qiao's neck.

Nan Qiao's words stuck in his throat.

"There are some things that it's best not to mention again and again." Chu Yanting's face was covered with dark clouds, and he looked at Nan Qiao with a serious look in his eyes: "If you don't want your life, I won't mind taking it for you."

Regarding this matter, it wasn't that Chu Yanting didn't want to pursue it, but that he couldn't pursue it at all.

From the beginning to the end, he only knew that her name was Nan Qiao. Even though he knew that Nan Qiao was the killer of Wuying Tower, he still could not find this person in the world.

How can a person in the world show his true name to others?

If you don't even know who she is, how can you kill her? What's more, she comes and goes without a trace.

In desperation, Chu Yanting could only suffer this hidden loss, but he didn't expect that Nan Qiao would come again.

Seeing Nan Qiao's slender neck pressed against the sword, Chu Yanting's eyes narrowed slightly, and the strength of his hand unconsciously increased.

Nan Qiao felt the pain on his neck and did not move away. He stared at Chu Yanting with a pair of dark eyes: "It seems that Your Majesty is really energetic. I was originally thinking that His Majesty had sex for the first time yesterday. No matter what, I should take pity on you..."

"Now it seems that I thought too much."

What do you mean? When he heard Nan Qiao's words, Chu Yanting immediately felt a bad premonition in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Qiao completely disappeared without even moving his feet.

Chu Yanting looked at the empty space in front of him and was stunned for a moment. The hand holding the sword immediately tightened.

What about people? !

The next second, there was a burst of warmth on his neck. In an instant, his neck fell into the hands of Nan Qiao who was standing behind him at some point.

"Your Majesty, put down your sword. It won't be good to hurt yourself later." Nan Qiao pinched Chu Yanting with one hand, gently rubbed his delicate and smooth skin, and whispered to Chu Yanting's ear. .

The other hand had already reached into his collar.

What will happen now, what else does Chu Yanting not know.

only--

"You're not afraid of being alone." Chu Yanting gritted his teeth and said, his body trembling unconsciously because of Nan Qiao's touch.

The secret guard is just outside the study. Even if Nan Qiao has great martial arts skills, he can't beat four hands with two fists. If he calls people here, Nan Qiao may not be able to gain anything.

"Haha... are you calling someone... Your Majesty, you can give it a try." After saying that, he took another sip on Chu Yanting's ear.

"Nan Qiao!" Chu Yanting shuddered again and couldn't help but roar.

"Your Majesty has a good memory. I thought your Majesty was obsessed with... He couldn't hear it at the time. Unexpectedly, he remembered it clearly."

Chu Yanting's hands began to tremble, the strength in his hands loosened, and he gradually became unable to hold things.

"Clang-" The heavy sword fell to the hard ground and made a loud sound.

Chu Yanting was startled by the sudden sound, and his eyes instantly regained some clarity.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Almost instantly, Lu Feng's greeting came from outside the door.

"nothing.

Chu Yanting gritted his teeth and was about to answer, but Nan Qiao took the opportunity to pick him up and put him on the large table. She casually swept the things on the table to the ground, and the bell jingled again.

Lu Feng outside the door was startled by the movement, and His Majesty was very angry: "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Did something happen? Do you need any slaves..."

"Need not!"

"Get out!"

Nan Qiao...Chu Yanting stared at Nan Qiao with his eyes wide open, until his eyes became numb.

Nan Qiao watched and came closer to Chu Yanting. The expression on his face was even a bit innocent: "Your Majesty, what should I do? There is still a cup left."

As he spoke, Nan Qiao held the cup and waved it casually in front of Chu Yanting's eyes a few times with a smile on his face.

do not!

Chu Yanting immediately understood Nan Qiao's intention and was about to stop him, but——

Nan Qiao loosened his grip: "Bang!"

The cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Chu Yanting closed his eyes weakly, crazy.

really--

"Your Majesty!" Lu Feng was so anxious that he pushed the door open and came in.

"Don't come in!" Chu Yanting yelled, "No matter what happens! Don't come in!"

"Get out!"

"...Yes." Lu Feng retreated anyway.

Too worried, Lu Feng didn't notice that there seemed to be a strange vibrato in Chu Yanting's voice.

indoor.

The cold skin fell on the cold and smooth table, and the touch was really weird.

Nan Qiao's gaze fell on a certain place, his eyes curved, and he sighed with a bit of exaggeration: "Oh my, your majesty is so cruel to me. Even now, you don't even know how to give yourself some medicine... "

I must have been restless on this day.

Chu Yanting listened, biting his lips and unwilling to speak.

She had the nerve to say who made him look like this.

Nan Qiao didn't care about Chu Yanting's silence. He pressed his arms against Chu Yanting's side and got closer to him:

"If Your Majesty doesn't want to speak, then you have to hold back. Although the eunuch can't hear it, you, the secret guard outside the palace, have very good hearing."

"If your Majesty doesn't want to be discovered, you must not say anything... haha..."

"Just do it, no matter what nonsense you say." Chu Yanting said angrily.

What are you doing with your procrastination?

Um? Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows.

Ok.

If he is in such a hurry, then it will be as he wishes.

Nan Qiao's eyes narrowed, and Chu Yanting felt a chill all over, feeling bad. Sure enough, the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stopped breathing for a moment.

But he could only bite his lips hard, leaving an obvious mark on his soft lips.

...

The tabletop was smooth and there was no place to cling on. Chu Yanting's fingers opened and closed without finding anything to rely on.

In the end, he could only grab Nan Qiao's shirt and hold it tightly in his hand.

Plain clothes become wrinkled, no one cares.

His body seemed to have fallen into the boundless water and kept swaying around. Chu Yanting couldn't help but want to scream, but in the end he was suppressed by reason and returned to his mouth, leaving only a few vague muffled groans.

However, the more forbearing Chu Yanting was, the more Nan Qiao went too far.

Almost every time, he must stay in the position that impressed Chu Yanting the most.

...

The originally cold tabletop was warmed by body temperature, and there was a bit of moisture in the dry air.

Nan Qiao stretched out his hand to wipe away the water droplets on Chu Yanting's eyelashes, and asked his opinion with a smile: "Your Majesty, are you still satisfied?"

"roll."

Concise and concise.

After maintaining the same posture for too long, Chu Yanting's waist, abdomen and thighs were still a little numb.

He couldn't kick Nan Qiao even if he wanted to. Although he was angry when Nan Qiao asked this, he could only glare at her. There was nothing else he could do.

"That won't work. If I leave, I'm afraid that Your Majesty, you won't be able to sit down at all tomorrow."

After all, how can a king explain to others why he was hurt here?

If so, then we can only endure it.

But this is a happy thing after all, and it cannot turn into punishment every time.

Nan Qiao thought and turned over.

"... "

"Are you not done yet!?"

Chu Yanting was horrified.

How long has it been? Why hasn't she had enough?

Moreover, with his back to Nan Qiao and unable to see her movements, Chu Yanting felt very insecure and immediately wanted to get up, but was suppressed by Nan Qiao's shoulders:

"If Your Majesty is not satisfied, it is not impossible to come again."

Although he was unforgiving with his words, Nan Qiao was gentle with his hands.

The cold touch fell on his skin, and Chu Yanting finally understood what Nan Qiao wanted to do.

It turned out to be medicine.

he thought...

I don't know what kind of medicine Nan Qiao took. As soon as he applied it, the stinging sensation was instantly smoothed away. Chu Yanting's originally tense body relaxed unconsciously.

For a moment, I felt a little drowsy.

The next moment, he was picked up, and the angle of view became higher. Chu Yanting's original sleepiness instantly dissipated: "What are you doing!"

"Your Majesty, aren't you sleepy? I'll take your Majesty to bed."

It's long past time to go to bed. It's no wonder that someone like Chu Yanting, who goes to bed at [-] a.m. and wakes up at [-] a.m. every day, is in good health.

"You..." It was so intense just now that Chu Yanting only had a physiological blush on his face, but now that he was hugged by Nan Qiao, he was really blushing.

He struggled: "Leave me alone and go alone."

"Pa—" a crisp sound.

Skin contact without any barrier.

"Your Majesty, please don't move, otherwise..."