Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

The rest of the words were unspoken, but the threat was self-evident.

Shameless!

how can…

Chu Yanting's face turned red from holding it in, and he didn't move anymore.

The study is not a sleeping quarters, but in order to deal with government affairs, the king will often stay in the study, so naturally there is a place to rest.

Nan Qiao carried her to the bed, this time much more gently than before. He landed smoothly, then got up and walked towards the outer hall.

Seeing that Nan Qiao was gone, Chu Yanting relaxed and put the quilt on the side over himself to cover his body.

Rubbing his temples with his long fingers, Chu Yanting couldn't help but have a headache. What's this?

The majestic king of a country was unexpectedly... and more than once.

What a loser.

It was Chu Junlin before, but now Chu Junlin has not been completely solved, and there is another Nan Qiao.

Chu Yanting sighed and looked up, only to find that Nan Qiao was back again.

!

"What are you going to do again?" Chu Yanting's eyes were a little wary.

"Wipe your body. Your Majesty can't fall asleep with this mark on your body, right?" Nan Qiao was satisfied in some aspects, and his after-sales service was naturally improved.

Nan Qiao definitely wouldn't serve others, but Nan Qiao still liked serving Chu Yanting.

After all, there are many benefits.

Chu Yanting lowered his gaze and saw the towel in Nan Qiao's hand.

only--

"No need." Chu Yanting turned his head and refused.

He didn't believe that Nan Qiao would be so kind. Moreover, given her temperament, if she was left to handle it, there was no telling what it would turn into in the end, and maybe...

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Yanting shuddered.

He really didn't want to come again tonight.

"I'm not asking for your Majesty's opinion." Nan Qiao didn't care what Chu Yanting meant.

He walked to the bed and sat down, ignoring Chu Yanting's objections and forcefully lifting the quilt.

Chu Yanting didn't have many clothes on his body, but now he only had a long gown and nothing else.

It was very convenient for Nan Qiao to move. All he had to do was lift the hem.

Chu Yanting, on the other hand, pulled the quilt twice but it didn't move. He tried to push Nan Qiao away but couldn't. He couldn't resist anyway, so he just let Nan Qiao go.

Of course, he was not completely unable to resist, but his body was sticky and greasy. It would be more comfortable to clean it up. Since Nan Qiao was willing to serve, he couldn't refuse.

Moreover, the more extreme things have already been done, and it is unnecessary to make oneself look like a chaste martyr afterwards.

It's just that, even though I say that, my ears should be red anyway.

The fatigue on his body was wiped away bit by bit by the warm towel. Chu Yanting lay on his back and looked at Nan Qiao's face, gradually becoming dazed.

Nan Qiao, what on earth is she going to do?

Chu Yanting could sense aggression from Nan Qiao, but he had no sense of crisis at all.

This also shows that Nan Qiao actually didn't want to kill him at all.

However, a killer took such a big risk to enter the palace, and was even almost killed by him. But now, if he doesn't kill him, is he just coveting his body?

However, Chu Yanting closed his eyes slightly to cover the emotions in his eyes.

Nan Qiao is a killer, and he likes this body. If he can't resist, it seems... he can't use it.

Being able to come and go freely in his palace, Chu Junlin's palace should not be difficult for Nan Qiao...

Chu Yanting was thinking, all kinds of thoughts were flying. His eyes that were only half-closed slowly closed completely, and his consciousness gradually became a little blurry. The sleepiness that had just disappeared rose again, and he couldn't help but tremble. A yawn.

Feeling Chu Yanting's sleepiness, Nan Qiao's hand gently stroked his soft hair: "Go to sleep."

How presumptuous, can you touch his head casually?

Chu Yanting felt the touch on his head and was about to open Nan Qiao's hand in a daze.

He said it was a beating, but in fact, because he was too sleepy, what he thought was a beating fell on Nan Qiao, but in fact it was just a gentle rest on her hand.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Nan Qiao saw that Chu Yanting's breathing gradually became steady, he felt helpless and couldn't help laughing. He felt relieved and fell asleep.

Well, now that Chu Yanting is asleep, she has to go to work. As a killer, the night is dark and windy, and it has just begun.

Although it's not easy to "scam the corpse" right away, she still has to put some obstacles in people's way, and she can't let them be completely complacent.

Of course, before leaving, Nan Qiao did not forget to clean up the mess in the main hall, especially the large water stain on the table.

The next day, when the inner hall was lit up, Chu Yanting opened his eyes. It was obviously only the second time, but he was already not surprised by waking up naked from the bed.

It seemed that Nan Qiao's medicine was indeed good. When he woke up, Chu Yanting got dressed and got out of bed. After feeling it, he found that he no longer felt any discomfort in his body.

"Lu..." Chu Yanting was about to call someone, but suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, and he quickly shut up and stopped speaking.

I hurriedly walked to the main hall and saw that the tabletop had been restored to cleanliness and there was nothing wrong with it on the floor. I was relieved when I mentioned it.

Fortunately...Nan Qiao didn't really let him...

Chu Yanting was both happy and a little annoyed. He was really dizzy. How could he have forgotten all this last night? If someone saw it... the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, when he saw the table, especially when he thought about what the table was used for, Chu Yanting's eyes immediately turned cold.

"Bang..." Chu Yanting slapped his palm on the table. Several cracks appeared on the hard table. The next second, an intact table fell apart.

"Lu Feng——" Chu Yanting called out to the door.

"Oops—" Lu Feng was so shocked that his eyes widened when he saw the scene in the study. He didn't even care about etiquette and immediately shouted:

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Don't you like this table the best?"

Lu Feng looked at the wreckage on the ground, and as he spoke, a trace of physical pain flashed in his eyes.

This is made of the finest rosewood and is very valuable. It was destroyed no matter how much His Majesty said, and it was destroyed so completely that he probably couldn't even put it together.

"I don't like it anymore." Chu Yanting had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice: "Pack it away and don't let me see this table again."

If you don't destroy it, why keep this broken table? Continue to use it as a bed? Or is it used to remind him every day of what happened here?

No matter which one it was, Chu Yanting was unwilling to accept it.

Lu Feng was a little confused. He just felt that Chu Yanting had been a little too moody recently, but he didn't dare to ask what exactly happened, so he had to do as he was told.

After calling people over, a new table was placed as soon as I turned around.

Chu Yanting looked at the new table, which was also an extremely precious table. A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. After a while, it was almost too late to go to court, and then he walked out.

******

"My lord! My lord..."

"What's wrong?" Lian Wuque lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the person who rushed into the study.

"Our mission last night failed." The subordinate lowered his head and replied.

"If you fail, you will fail." They are not gods, can they still succeed every time?

Moreover, Nan Qiao is dead, his biggest competitor is gone, and the position of the poster is already his, so it doesn't matter if he fails a few tasks.

Lian Wuque didn't care at all and looked down at the book without raising his head.

"However, none of the several missions we performed last night were successful." This has never happened before.

and-

I don't know what he thought of, but his subordinate's face became very ugly.

"The most important thing is that the people who went on the mission..." He paused, "none of them came back."

If the assassination fails, they may die or be captured, but they are killers, not dead soldiers. They will run away if they don't get any benefits, so how can they fight to the death with others.

Most of the time, a failed assassination just means that the person killed is still alive, and failure means less money. But this time, more than [-] people left, and no one came back.

Lian Wuque stopped turning the book and raised his head, his original casual expression instantly disappeared.

"what?"

"Can you say that again."

The subordinate repeated as he was told: "All the people who went on the mission last night died."

At this moment, Lian Wuque realized something was wrong, and a cold light flashed in his eyes:

"Who did it?" More than twenty people couldn't all be killed.

"We can't find it." The subordinate shook his head, "It just depends on the technique, like..."

"Who?" Lian Wuque had a bad premonition in his heart.

The subordinate looked up at him, then lowered his head again, even lower than before, and uttered two words that made Lian Wuque's expression change instantly:

"Nan Qiao."

The room was silent.

I don't know how long it took.

"Nan Qiao...isn't she dead?" Lian Wuque murmured to himself as he held the book's hand tightly.

"It's impossible...could it be Nanqin..."

If Nan Qiao is really still alive, then he will be...dangerous. With Nan Qiao's character of repaying every flaw, he will definitely...

Thinking of this, Lian Wuque's whole body went cold. It's impossible, absolutely impossible!

The subordinates, listening to the vague voice, thought that Lian Wuque had not heard anything clearly, so he couldn't help shouting:

"Lord?"

As soon as he spoke, Lian Wuque remembered that there was someone else in the room. He glanced at his subordinate who was still standing there and waved his hand: "You can go down first."

"Yes."

Lian Wuque stayed in this position for a while. After a long time, he took a breath, put the book on the table, stood up, and strode out.

Speaking of which, he was not the one who directly took action. If he wanted to take revenge, he shouldn't be the first one.

Whether Nan Qiao is really alive or not, you can find out by going to a certain place.

"Aqin——" Lian Wuque put on a smiling face and shouted into the room.

"Brother Wuque!" A surprised female voice came from the room. As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open in an instant.

The next second, Lian Wuque felt a heavy weight on his body, and there was another person in his arms.

"I miss you so much. What have you been up to lately and you didn't come to see me?" Nanqin complained, but her body rubbed against Lian Wuque's arms several times before she raised her head and looked towards him. he.

The round eyes were full of Lian Wuque's figure, and the love almost overflowed from his eyes.

Lian Wuque looked at Nan Qin who was still intact in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief. This woman was still alive, so what happened last night was probably not Nan Qiao's fault.

It was probably that other people in the building were imitating Nan Qiao to trip him up. Thinking about it, Lian Wuque found it a bit funny. He had really lost his mind and thought that this was done by a dead man.

If Nan Qiao was still alive, how could he allow this person who poisoned her to live, especially if this was her biological sister. If it were him, he would probably not be able to wait even a breath if he was betrayed by the person closest to him.

Lian Wuque smiled and placed a gentle kiss on Nanqin's forehead: "There have been a lot of things going on in the building recently, and I don't have much free time, so I didn't come to accompany you recently. It's my fault."

"Then you must accompany me today!" Feeling the warm touch on his forehead, Nanqin's face turned red for a moment, but he still tightened his sleeves on Lian Wuque, not wanting to let go.

"Of course." Lian Wuque grasped Nanqin's hand obediently and placed a kiss on Nanqin's hand.

"This day, I am yours."

During the movements, his eyes did not forget to stare at Nan Qin.

Nan Qin's face felt hot and her body became weak at the sight of him. She pursed her lips, moved her fingers downward, and hooked on Lian Wuque's belt: "Then...come in with me."

"it is good…"

...

"Aqin—"

"Did you really feed your sister the medicine?" Lian Wuque still wanted to confirm it again.

"Of course, I saw her drink it with my own eyes."

"Everyone has gone in, am I great?"

"Of course, my dear Ah Qin, the best..."

"Then...when are you going to marry me, brother Wuque, I want to be with you every day..."

"Wait until I become the host of the building. It's not safe now. I'm afraid something will happen to you, be good..." Lian Wuque comforted Nanqin, and the sarcasm flashed across his eyes. He was a vicious woman who could even kill her own sister. How could he marry her.

Who knows one day she will attack the person next to her.

Stupid woman, you don’t believe this.

That is to say, her face is not bad, otherwise, even if she is Nan Qiao's sister, he would not be able to hook her up.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." A sweet smile appeared on Nanqin's face, and he hugged Lian Wuque's neck with two slender white arms and took the initiative to carry himself up.

Brother Wuque, I even killed my sister for you. If you can't be with me forever...

In a place where Lian Wukue couldn't see, Nan Qin's eyes flashed with a faint light, which was fleeting.

******

For several days in a row, when Chu Yanting reviewed the memorial at night, he was terrified, fearing that Nan Qiao would appear from nowhere again.

Fortunately, no.

Chu Yanting thought Nan Qiao had lost interest and just relaxed.

"Your Majesty, we haven't seen each other for a few days, why is this table...different?"

Chu Yanting's hand holding the pen tightened.

Looking up, Chu Yanting saw a familiar smiling face.

Beauty crit.