Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

After carrying the person into the inner hall, Lin Ziye realized that he was still worried about Qin Yili's knee being damaged.

Qin Yili, who was placed on the bed, also realized what he should do in his silence.

Congshan Ruliu grabbed Lin Ziye's lapel and pushed him under her body.

Then his hands reached for his belt.

"what are you doing?!"

It's not that Lin Ziye can't avoid it. Even if his hands are tied above his head, he can break free with just a little force, but... it will hurt him...

Qin Yili, who was stared at with defensive eyes, said quietly: "Don't you want me to serve you?"

Although Lin Ziye has not sent anyone to teach him how to be a male favorite, he is very spirited in doing things and loving them.

Junyi's face was full of confusion.

When she understood the deep meaning of his words, she became furious: "Who taught you to do this?! Who?!"

His look of the Tianshan Snow Lotus being defiled made Qin Yili choke up. No matter whether he had memories or not, he would not change. So how did Lin Ziye misunderstand him as the pure Little White Lotus?

"Do you still need to be taught by someone? I am also a man."

Lin Ziye: "——?!!!"

Suddenly he remembered how many women had been close to him in the past seven years...

The tangle in my heart was instantly replaced by jealousy.

Instead, he hooked Qin Yili's neck in front of him, leaving ambiguous bite marks on it.

The clothing in the southern region emphasizes freehand and romantic styles, and it is common for literati and poets to have their chests and abdomen exposed, while the dignitaries in Beiyuan can wear five or six layers of clothes inside and outside. .

The impatient Qin Yili stopped abruptly.

However, his eyes noticed Lin Ziye's red ears hidden under her hair.

Ok?

This really makes people think...

Make him cry!

With his mind whirling rapidly, his fair and slender fingers fell on the buckle of his girdle. Qin Yili slowly took off the clothes on his body, including outer robe, middle coat, and then inner garment——

His waterfall-like black hair was scattered in front and behind him, and the bright moonlight cast a touch of silvery white on him. In the drunken and swaying candlelight, you could see his ears stained with crimson, making the face that was already an immortal stained with the world of mortals. .

How can ordinary mortals resist the immortal who takes the initiative to step down from the altar?

But he was exuding temptation without knowing it: "Aren't you coming?"

Lin Ziye thought that Qin Yili's influence on him was gone, but when he saw his fairy smile under the moon, all the hatred and reason disappeared in an instant.

A crazy kiss fell on Yin Hong's lips.

Biting, probing, and grabbing every part without letting go, the silver thread dripped ambiguously at the intersection of the two, and their breaths blended together without distinguishing each other.

Plum blossoms were reflected on the delicate skin, and the neck was bitten until it was bloody.

This night was extremely long.

It wasn't until Qin Yili's body was completely marked by him that Lin Ziye nestled in his arms with satisfaction and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Soon, the news spread throughout the harem that the deposed emperor of the southern border was favored by the emperor of Beiyuan.

Countless people and courtiers were making up children's songs to scold him for being shameless, and even the scholars clamored for Qin Yili to die to apologize in order to offset the humiliation they had suffered.

These have not yet reached Xuancheng Hall.

Qin Yili sat on the soft couch, flexing his wrists that he had used for a long time last night. His body was so fragile that he almost dislocated his hand bones.

Although he didn't make it to the end last night, there were traces of being 'loved' all over his body.

Little Ba Shu couldn't help giggling in glee: [Did the car roll over? Hehehehe...]

When doing the river crab exercise, the system will automatically create a mosaic. Xiaoba Shu didn't know what happened last night, but he could imagine how intense it was when he saw Qin Yili's neck that was bitten by clothes.

Qin Yili raised his eyebrows slightly: [How can you tell that I overturned? I’m still here for the first time when my body was still pure~]

Xiaoba Shu: [...I am still a baby system! Can't listen to this! ! 】

Ignoring its chirping, Qin Yili narrowed his eyes with satisfaction: [I made such a big sacrifice last night, how do you think I can get interest from Lin Ziye? 】

【Pooh! I think it’s the male lead who makes the big sacrifice! 】

Qin Yili was immediately dissatisfied: [I have helped him with my hands for a long time. If it weren't for my wit, what you would see today would be a disabled host, and he still——]

【Do not listen! Do not listen! My ears are dirty! 】

Shunde, who was standing aside, couldn't bear to look away. He had been with His Highness for ten years and had seen him grow from a wanton and proud young prince to a taciturn emperor of the Southern Territory.

No matter how painful it was, no matter how much he wanted to ask for help, he forced himself to get to where he is today step by step.

The gentle smile in the past was gone, and the lack of brightness in his eyes made him look like a pool of stagnant water: "Shunde, how is Rou'er?"

Putting away his pity, Shunde bowed as usual and said: "The Queen is under house arrest in the Chaofeng Palace. She ordered her maid Yun Lan to send a message to the old slave two days ago, saying that she is fine, so Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. .”

Anyone could tell that these words were just words of comfort.

The status of the queen was once so noble and privileged, but now it is so difficult to live with.

Both Shunde and Qin Yili knew it very well, but they both knew that this was the best situation.

Looking at the palace attendants carrying rare antiques outside, Qin Yili pretended to be careless and said: "Why are you still here?"

Shunde didn't understand what he meant by asking this question, and his troubled face showed confusion: "Your Highness?"

"Aren't you the An Luo Wei sent by my father to monitor me? Now I will no longer pose any threat to him." His voice was neither sad nor happy, and there was not even a trace of resentment.

"..."

Shunde, who had his true identity revealed, was silent for a moment, and his usually respectful voice became a little deeper: "When did His Highness know the identity of the slave?"

No one noticed the suddenly dangerous atmosphere on their side.

"Seven years ago."

Is it so early?

Shunde carefully recalled everything that happened seven years ago, and then frowned: "Is this the day you knew the truth?"

Without waiting for an answer, he refuted his suspicion.

"Your Highness did not return to Xuancheng Hall that day, and I asked myself that there was no flaw, so..." Looking at Qin Yili's face, Shunde asked softly, "Is it... when Emperor Beiyuan left?"

Although it was a question, Shunde basically knew the answer, not to mention the sudden change in Qin Yili's face made him more sure.

"Why do you stay in the palace?" Qin Yili just asked the original question again.

Shunde opened his mouth, but couldn't say the words that worried him. He just said: "Is Your Highness going to inform Emperor Beiyuan of the identity of the slave?"

"No." Qin Yili shook his head. Even if he said it, Ziye wouldn't believe it.

"I want you to promise me something."

He didn't make excuses, he directly stated his intention: "No matter what Qin Mingyu wants you to do, I want you to protect Lin Xirou."

Those gentle, upturned eyes that were said to be the most affectionate were filled with ice.

"If she makes the slightest mistake, I will let Anluowei bury her with her!"

"Including your real master, Qin Mingyu!"