Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

[Host, the boss has made you the queen! 】

In Qiu Ci's ears were the voices of a group of people and the sound of Xiao Ke spinning around in circles excitedly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

She only heard one most crucial word from these voices.

The queen, it was she, who knew.

But for her now, nothing is more important than sleep. She is really too tired to open her eyes.

When Qiu Ci woke up, it was already dusk in the afternoon.

Well, she had been asleep for most of the day, and Qiu Ci suddenly remembered to ask about the value of love.

[Host, the current love value collection of the boss is 26. Host, please continue to work hard to collect more love points. 】

Well, this initial collection progress is pretty good.

"Little bride, wake up." Chen Lang stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, kissed the top of her hair, curled the snake's tail around her waist, and touched her lower back with the tip of his tail, saying in a gentle voice: "I want Xiao Zhan to The room is always prepared with hot meals, would you like to get up and have something to eat?"

"No, I don't have the strength." Although her stomach was already hungry, the pain in her body still made her just want to lie down.

Chen Lang retracted the snake tail and hugged her out of bed. There was already a table of steaming meals on the round table behind the bead curtain. Qiu Ci saw that they were all dishes for women to replenish their energy and blood.

He was quite attentive and knew how to prepare these things.

"Little bride, let me feed you." Chen Lang asked her to sit on his lap, picked up the bowl of medicated porridge in front of him, took a spoonful of it and brought it to her mouth: "Little bride, it's not hot, hurry up. Eat."

Qiu Ci opened her mouth and ate the porridge he fed her. The taste of the medicinal materials was perfectly neutralized by the ingredients. She didn't smell any medicinal smell at all.

Soon, the bottom of the bowl of medicated porridge was gone.

After eating and drinking, Qiu Ci leaned lazily in his arms, planning to ask questions that she had not had time to ask yesterday.

"Alang, how many wedding brides have you married? Have you devoured the fragrance of each of them like you did to me last night, and fed them your snake blood?" Qiu Ci bit down tightly. Tears flowed from the lips and corners of the eyes.

Last night, I was really bewitched by this evil and lewd snake, and completely lost my ability to think, so I easily agreed to have sex with him for a while.

While eating just now, she suddenly wanted to see the detailed information about the marriage of the Jade Dynasty kings to the palace in the past few years, but the result showed that Xiao Ke was blank, which confused Qiu Ci.

He wouldn't have really married another bride before she came to this little world, right?

It is written in the original plot of "Small World" that the king of the Jade Dynasty likes beauties the most, regardless of gender. It is really possible that one or two of the brides selected by the selectors to enter the palace are men.

Qiu Ci felt angry and aggrieved when she thought of these possibilities.

At this moment, she was too weak to do anything to him. She was only filled with grievances and tears kept falling down.

"Be good, little bride, don't bite your lips. It will hurt. Come and bite me." She suddenly sobbed and cried, which made Chen Lang's heart feel as painful as being pricked by a needle. He lowered his head and raised his hand to stroke her chin. He gently and patiently coaxed her, separated her biting lips and teeth, rubbed her lower lip with his fingertips, then raised the back of his hand to wipe away her tears, and then slowly explained: "I have never been married. Others, little bride, you are the first bride I have ever married into the royal palace, and you are also the first bride whose fragrance I have eaten, and whose lips I have voluntarily bitten open to feed you snake blood."

"The palace selector goes to our village every three years to select people for the palace. Isn't he the person you sent?"