Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

When Lin Ziye woke up, his vision was dim and he couldn't see anything in the distance, but he could faintly recognize that he was still in Xuancheng Hall.

He wanted to stay down, but the sound of slight shaking attracted his attention.

Look at the chains locking his ankles and the fluff inside.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Suddenly hearing a sound, Lin Ziye realized that he was not the only one in the hall.

His sharp eyebrows swept towards the direction where he was standing.

The thin and tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness. Even in this blurry environment, that unique face was clearly visible.

even--

Lin Ziye could picture his voice and appearance in his mind.

Qin Yili bent down to look at the chain that had been pulled out, and when he wanted to grab Lin Ziye's ankle, he dodged it.

"You think this kind of thing can lock me?"

The chains made of thousands of years of cold iron can indeed make many people powerless, but he is never included here.

"How could that happen?"

After blowing out the fire sticks and lighting the candles one by one, Qin Yili's attitude was as gentle and calm as if their identities had never been reversed again: "I just want Ziye to experience how I feel when I am locked up."

"Click——"

The chain shattered with the sound.

Feeling the unprecedented relief in his body, Lin Ziye's eyes became more profound.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take action against you?"

"Do you know?"

The two asked and answered questions, but it did not alleviate the tense situation.

Lin Ziye sneered, and the figure attacked the fragile neck like a ghost. Under the palm of his hand was the beating jugular vein, stroking it carefully.

Qin Yili raised his eyebrows at first, but then his expression became more and more outrageous and his expression changed slightly.

"Ziye?"

Teasing behind his ears, Lin Ziye's Adam's apple twitched as he looked at his fair face covered in crimson: "Don't want to do it?"

Qin Yili: "..."

Because of surprise, those cold and narrow eyes were widened and rounded at this moment.

Although he thought Lin Ziye would not take action against him, Qin Yili did not expect that he would actually take action against him!

eat? Don't want to eat?

Can you refuse what is delivered to your door?

With excitement on his face, Qin Yili still pretended to push her: "But you know, I am not inferior to others."

The anger aroused cannot be suppressed.

Lin Ziye doesn't want to?

Qin Yili had no such concept in his mind.

In the dream, Lin Ziye hooked on his body, showing such an aura that he couldn't wait for an answer, so he pressed his lips to hers.

Lin Ziye, who was stunned by his initiative, kissed back not to be outdone.

The two were frantically fighting for each other's air.

Not like a kiss.

It's more like swallowing the other person into the belly, and the bones and blood will be integrated into one, never to be separated again.

Lin Ziye hugged Qin Yili's waist tightly, hugging him and falling on the bed.

Turn over and get on top of him.

The shiny black hair fell on Qin Yili's face.

The passion in his eyes was so hot that it seemed to be able to burn people.

Qin Yili looked confused: "Ziye...?"

Lin Ziye had a lot to ask, but in the end he didn't say anything. He covered the eyes that shook him with one hand as if he had replayed it several times in his dream.

Shame, expectation, fear, and other complex emotions made Lin Ziye disappear in the next moment.

The wax tears dripping from two candles close to each other entangled and intertwined.

Just like the two people in the tent.

……

Feeling refreshed, Qin Yili half touched the black hair that felt so good in his arms, playfully pulled out a few strands and began to braid it.

Even if she slept comfortably next to him, how could Lin Ziye not wake up from such actions.

It's just that I don't want to think about the situation in front of me.

But after his scalp was pulled and hurt from time to time, he had to open his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Yili, who was not aware of being caught, lifted up the four-strand braid he had made: "How is it? Does it look good?"

"……Um."

Lin Ziye, who didn't dare to look at him anymore, was thinking about the His Highness he had never seen last night.

She grabbed his leg forcefully, not allowing him to dodge in any way. There was a strong possessiveness in her always cold pupils...

The hotness made him move back.

Qin Yili: "?"

Didn't he still hug him yesterday and refuse to let go? Why are you so alienated as soon as you wake up?

Is it...

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his voice was filled with the tranquility of an approaching storm: "Why are you avoiding me?"

How could Lin Ziye tell that he was reminiscing? He touched his Adam's apple uncomfortably and said, "It's already this hour, aren't you going to court?"

Qin Yili did not let him go easily: "Is Ziye going to exercise his responsibilities as queen in advance now?"

"What?" Lin Ziye looked at him in surprise.

"The queen passed away three days ago."

Instantly forgetting the shame in his heart, Lin Ziye wanted to sit up, but pain shot down from his waist and abdomen, causing his expression to freeze.

Regarding Lin Xirou, Lin Ziye never thought of how to arrange him. The Xi family was destroyed because of him, and she became Qin Yili's queen...

Qin Yili was leaning on the bed with his elbows and half of his face, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Nanjing and Beiyuan want to get married, and there is no more suitable candidate than Gu."

Hearing this, Lin Ziye didn't understand that Lin Xirou's death was arranged by him.

He spoke in a difficult tone: "She is your queen after all..."

The sourness in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

"Huh? Didn't I say that?" Qin Yili blinked his beautiful eyes: "The first reason why I let Lin Xirou enter the palace as a queen was to protect her, and secondly because the Southern Emperor at that time needed a queen. She and I But there has never been love between a man and a woman.”

But Lin Xirou treated him——

Seeing what he was thinking, Qin Yili's expression was a little dull: "So what? If I have to like everyone who likes me in this world, then I won't be able to live in this harem."

Hearing this, he should have been shocked by his coldness, but Lin Ziye couldn't ignore the joy overflowing from his heart.

They both belong to each other.

No one else.

Just him and him.

it's beautiful.

Qin Yili felt itchy and wanted to fight for another whole day, his hands restlessly hooked around his waist.

Lin Ziye, who had just learned of his intentions, did not refuse, and even indulged in his soft waist.

Seeing the blue sky and white sun about to pull down the curtain, Qin Yili stopped moving.

"...Don't want it anymore?"

He was already pale, and he didn't know if it was his imagination, but Lin Ziye always felt that Qin Yili's face was even paler at this moment.

Thinking that his body was no better than his martial arts training body, he took the initiative to say something that would make him ashamed.

Qin Yili, who had enjoyed all-round services, had a red light in his eyes.

With Lin Ziye's confused expression, he pulled the quilt to cover him.

"I remembered that there is something I haven't done yet. You need to rest first and we'll come back tonight~" He said the next words while lying on Lin Ziye's body and breathing hot air into his ear.

After seeing the red ears, biting them viciously, and looking at the marks of his teeth on them, Qin Yili put on his clothes and walked out of the inner hall.

When they reached a place where Lin Ziye couldn't hear him, Qin Yili spat out a large mouthful of black blood, which was also mixed with some internal organs.

【Are you okay? 】

Qin Yili calmly wiped away the blood on his mouth: [Do you think I'm fine? 】

[Then why don’t you take some more medicine to slow down? 】

[If you want me to die, just say so. 】

He looked ahead with distracted eyes and murmured to himself: "Why did it happen just now..."

His body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, and as if it was being roasted on a fire. This combination of ice and fire made him clenched his fingers tightly against the wall.

The blood he vomited again made him unable to maintain his body shape, and he slowly slid down the wall.

The bones seemed to be broken inch by inch. He grabbed the collar of his neck, the pain blurring his mind.

"No... I can't die yet, I can't..." He gritted his teeth, fearing that the sound he made would alarm the people in the palace.

It hurt for a full quarter of an hour before he opened his eyes blankly.

Qin Yili, who was so embarrassed that he couldn't even lift his hands, raised his head and looked at the hazy sky covered by clouds: "I survived..."

Fortunately, fortunately.

Ziye didn't see him like this.

Lin Ziye in the palace was not resting on the bed as Qin Yili expected.

Almost the moment he walked out of the Low Xuancheng Hall, he sat up wearing his outer robe, and a black shadow kneeling on the ground suddenly appeared in the hall.

No longer shy in front of Qin Yili, Lin Ziye's expression at this moment was as cold as the killing god feared by the people of Beiyuan.

Although he didn't know Qin Yili's purpose, Lin Ziye, who was well aware of his schemes, would not sit still and wait for death: "How about Beiyuan?"

The shadow man said: "Prince Cheng has been controlled, and the people in custody have been replaced by our people. We are only waiting for your Majesty's order."