Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

Lin Ziye only felt like a small boat in the lake, swaying, falling, but rising high again.

All the senses are concentrated in one place.

The fatigue of the soul and the entanglements of the world have all turned into the most instinctive reactions of human beings at this moment.

Dreams have no concept of time.

But even so, Lin Ziye was entangled by Qin Yili and couldn't support it anymore.

The satisfied Qin Yili hugged the person in his arms tighter.

Thinking that he wanted it again, Lin Ziye said subconsciously: "No... no more, Your Highness..."

Her low and soft voice sounded like she was being coquettish.

His fingers were woven through the black hair. The cool, satin-like touch made Qin Yili feel very comfortable. He lowered his head and kissed Lin Ziye on the forehead: "Can I give you a gift?"

These words made Lin Ziye wake up suddenly.

The first time, he said giving a gift, it was seven years of parting love and hate, the second time, it was the almost separation of yin and yang, and the third time, what else could he lose?

"Your Highness!"

"Wake up."

Qin Yili picked up a strand of his hair and wrapped it around his fingertips, and said in a slightly seductive tone: "I'm waiting for you, please wake up?"

Such a gentle Highness made it impossible for Lin Ziye to refuse.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly. The moment he opened his eyes, Lin Ziye wanted to get up, but when he sat up, his sore waist stopped him and he fell back down.

what happened?

Even after practicing for a day and a night, his body had never been so tired before.

Lin Ziye never understood that he just killed a few assassins last night, how could he do this——

Suddenly, what happened in the dream was replayed before his eyes scene after scene.

His initiative, his entanglement, and his outlines are clearly lingering in my ears accompanied by intense shaking.

Lin Ziye: "..."

That handsome face was instantly flushed.

Even the ears covered by black hair could not escape.

Covering his face with his hands, a thin voice came out from between his fingers.

Even if he wanted to get close to His Highness, he shouldn't have such a dream at this time, right? !

and……

And he was still in the lower position.

He even shamelessly kept asking for it again and again.

How could this be?

Just when Lin Ziye was despising himself in his heart, another person's voice sounded in his ears: "Did Ziye dream about something shameful?"

"..."

Qin Yili, who had three thousand green hairs shining all over, supported his chin with one hand and leaned his body sideways. There was a faint smile in Han Xing's eyes: "Can you tell me?"

Seeing him wake up, Lin Ziye should have been ecstatic, should have been...

But when he saw Qin Yili's face, what appeared in front of him was a flushed face, and beads of sweat slipped from his forehead and dripped on his body, and then——

This time, Lin Ziye didn't even dare to look at Qin Yili.

However, Qin Yili saw the situation and took the initiative to move forward: "Ziye? Why don't you speak? What kind of dream did you have?"

How could he possibly say that!

The elegant fragrance of pear blossoms penetrated into his nostrils, making Lin Ziye's memories become more real.

One moved back and the other moved forward. Qin Yili held his wrist tightly when he almost fell under the bed.

But as he was exhausted, his already bloodless face became even more ugly.

Ignoring the fear in his heart, Lin Ziye hurriedly went to bed to check on his condition: "I'll call Xu Weizhi."

"There's no rush." ​​Qin Yili rubbed Lin Ziye's wrist carefully with his fingertips, and asked with a half-smile, "I'd rather know now what kind of dream could make you show such a look."

He was obviously angry like this.

Lin Ziye pursed her lips tightly, unable to hide the excitement in her heart, but it was difficult to express what happened in the dream.

He wasn't in a hurry either.

The hors d'oeuvres in his dream were somewhat addictive to him.

If I don't force him, do I really want him to limit himself to kissing and cuddling for the past two months?

The expressionless Qin Yili is like a beautiful doll without a soul. His cold face makes people dare not look at him.

Even though he knew that he could no longer give up on himself easily, Lin Ziye was still flustered and confused.

"I...I dreamed of being with you, in..."

"Huh? At what?"

Lin Ziye's slow tone reminded Lin Ziye of what he had asked in her ear when she got up on the bed. Her earlobes were so red that they could bleed: "Doing that kind of thing."

"That kind of thing?" Qin Yili frowned, looking puzzled: "What kind of thing?"

"..."

Lin Ziye, who had never been close to women, let alone men, had an epiphany in those smiling glazed eyes.

He clearly understood what he was saying, but he deliberately used such specious words to make him say it himself.

"Xu Weizhi asks you to wake up and take medicine."

Already accustomed to His Highness's occasional teasing, Lin Ziye could only change the subject with a blank expression.

"Why don't you continue talking?"

He hasn't had enough yet.

Glancing at Qin Yili who was leaning on the bed, using his strength to keep his body from becoming weak, Lin Ziye's eyes darkened slightly, and in a daze, Lin Ziye seemed to see him falling in his arms.

He said in a deep voice: "When you get better..."

As long as he doesn't refuse, it will be a matter of time before he gives in.

But he never thought about being injured as a wake-up call.

Besides...

His Highness in the dream was very happy.

He seems to like it too?

"Wait until I get better?" Qin Yili narrowed his eyes.

He leaned over and smeared the white lips with blood. A flash of cruelty flashed in Lin Ziye's eyes: "I will agree to whatever you want."

Wow!

Can he ask for some benefits now?

Seemingly seeing through Qin Yili's thoughts, Lin Ziye took the lead and said: "Take medicine!"

"..."

It's enough to ruin the atmosphere.

After thinking about it, Qin Yili looked at him after swallowing the medicine: "Ziye, I don't need to take medicine~"

Lin Ziye: "..."

Was it because His Highness always said such things in his ears when they were making love, that he dreamed of such a scene?

Qin Yili, who had hidden his merits and fame, was lying half in Lin Ziye's arms.

There is no betrayal, no family and country, just two people making the atmosphere warm.

After confirming that Qin Yili was just closing his eyes to rest and not falling asleep again, Lin Ziye pretended to be unintentional and asked, "How did you get to know the people from Baicao Valley?"

While Qin Yili was fooling the system, which had finally climbed down from the wall, he answered: "I accidentally rescued him when I went out."

"After Baicao Valley was destroyed, I have never heard of any descendants surviving."

"Well, he was in Nanjing Tai Hospital ten years ago. It's normal that you haven't heard of him."

"...Ten years ago?"

Qin Yili's body froze suddenly, and then he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

as predicted.

Lin Ziye did not stop combing his hair with her fingers, but her voice became much darker for no reason: "How come I don't know that you saved the people of Baicao Valley ten years ago?"

Qin Yili blinked and looked up at him: "Are you unhappy?"

"..."

"I didn't want to tell you, but Baicao Valley was not destroyed by the bandits. They -"

"Killed by Anluowei."