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Yan Qi paused, the corners of his lips curled up in a cold arc, he pinched the young man's white chin, his expression was gloomy, "Up to now, he still pretends to be innocent, and he didn't know that he was under that old man back then. How obscene."

After speaking, Yan Qi's complexion became even worse. He remembered the scene when he first arrived at Weiyang Palace, the person he was thinking of was lying obediently under the old Jin Yuan Emperor, his thin white legs were separated by the guards, His face was flushed and he couldn't help writhing, like a lowly male concubine trying to please his master.

"For the sake of power and status, you are really despicable..."

"Enough!" Chu Qiumo panted, her cheeks flushed with anger.His voice was a little hoarse, but there was no seductive charm, Yan Qi looked at him deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Chu Qiumo seemed to calm down, and said word by word, "I didn't do it."

With this indifferent appearance, it seemed that the terrible situation in front of him could not pose any threat to him. He was still the incomparably noble son of Nanyang, and he couldn't let anyone go in his proud eyes.

Yan Qi hates his appearance the most, as if nothing can be taken into consideration by this person, he knows that this young man was born with almost everything, everyone's love, noble family background, beautiful appearance... He has the capital to be proud, and he also has everything. Naturally, it doesn't matter if anyone pays attention to it.

There seems to be darkness churning in Yan Qi's deep eyes. One day, he will break off this man's wings, so that he can only live by himself.

Since she is a lecherous butterfly, she shouldn't pretend to be noble and pure to confuse the world.

He looked at Chu Qiumo's cold and indifferent eyes, suddenly gave a very light smile, stood up and looked down at him, with unconcealable contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at an extremely humble person, who he only dared to admire in his heart , the elegant young man as tall and clean as the bright moon has passed away and will never appear again.

He reached out his hand condescendingly and insultingly to pat the boy's cheek. The slippery touch made him linger for a while, and Chu Qiumo turned his head in disgust, "Take your dirty hands away!"

I don't know which string these words touched the new emperor. Emperor Ming Hui said with a chill, "Just now you called me by my first name, and now you are committing the same crime. Do you really think that I won't touch you?"

As he said, he pressed his finger on the edge of the bed, and suddenly a purple-black brocade box was revealed, "Yan Zhao said something right, a person like you should be locked on the bed and serve others well."

He opened the box, took out a small intestinal tube and a black ribbon, ignored the boy's painful frown, and slowly inserted the small intestinal tube in. When encountering obstacles, Emperor Ming Hui said impatiently, "Little slut, relax!"

This title is exactly the same as his old man's perversion.

Chu Qiumo gritted her teeth and ignored her, but she was already roaring in her heart, "Come out, Xiaojiu, you're fucking perverted!"

Xiao Jiu panicked, "How about, how about I simulate another personality for you?"

Chu Qiumo’s scalp is so painful that it’s about to explode. Anyway, he’ll make money after the energy is used up. If he doesn’t run away from this pervert, he’ll take pills right away, “Hurry up!”

In an instant, Chu Qiumo felt himself flying out of his body lightly, and he was terrified, "It's really abnormal."

Xiao Jiu said weakly, "Host, this is only the first world..."

Chu Qiumo stared at it, "Who said that the completion rate of this kind of task is very high."

Xiao Jiu cried, "I don't know, it's easy for other hosts to complete the first world, and you met the boss when he was young, so it should be easier..."

Suddenly there was a young cat's mournful scream, Chu Qiumo was startled, and turned his head mechanically and slowly.

The scene in front of him made him want to poke his eyes.

Emperor Ming Hui was still pushing the small intestinal tube into it, but the long flesh-colored small tube was completely submerged in it. Chu Qiumo's scalp felt numb when he saw it, but the man still played with his hands and said jokingly, "If it hurts When we arrive, we will only be incontinent in the future.”

As he spoke, he bent down and passed the black silk cloth through the youth's snow-white and tender thighs, wrapped them there, and finally tied a knot around his slender waist.

Emperor Ming Hui straightened his body, looked at the scene in front of him as if admiring, his voice was completely hoarse, "Little slut."

The boy on the bed was completely unresponsive, his face was crooked on the inside of the bed, his dark hair covered most of his face, leaving only a white and fragile neck, Emperor Ming Hui stretched out his hand to pull the boy's face over But when he touched the wetness of his hand, he paused, but his movements became a little gentle.

The wet black hair was brushed away, revealing a small jade-white face with tear stains and flushes. The red marks at the corners of the young man's eyes looked particularly pitiful. At this time, the eyes were closed and the eyelashes were wet. Passed out during the torture.

That's right, the young prince with thin skin and tender flesh, even a fall would startle the entire imperial doctor to see him, and he would not drink the medicine if it was slightly bitter.

Yan Qi suddenly bent down and gently kissed the cheek of the person on the bed, but the gesture was gentle and compassionate which was completely inconsistent with the behavior just now, but the person didn't realize it at all.

The crap in Chu Qiumo's heart has already swiped the screen, "I feel that pervert can't describe him at all."

Xiao Jiu tried to liven up the atmosphere, "If you think about it this way, it's not you who is being tortured anyway."

"..."

After Yan Qi left, Chu Qiumo returned to his body and asked Xiao Jiu to tone down his pain a bit, which would save energy compared to A Piao, but that's it, there was still a slight pain like ants gnawed at that place, It is conceivable that if it is really that delicate Su Shizi, how can he bear it.

In the past few days, Yan Qi came here to torture himself. At the beginning, Chu Qiumo turned into A Piao in panic, but in the end he asked Xiao Jiu to tone down the pain with a cold face. Of course, the front and back of him Yan Qi didn't take the stuff off, so he felt that he was about to be useless.

Until being tied to the bedpost again, Chu Qiumo sighed with Xiaojiu, "There are so many tricks, why don't you just go straight to it?"

These days Yan Qi has been just playing with him with props, which made Chu Qiumo wonder if he stopped lifting.

Seeing the extremely indifferent look on Chu Qiumo's face, Yan Qi's heart burned with anger, "Why, the old man screamed joyously, why are you dumb now?"

Chu Qiumo: "?"

Yan Qi's eyes were dark, and the breath on his body became more and more dangerous.

Chu Qiumo felt that Yan Qi was a little inexplicable. He didn't do anything, and the blackness value increased again. If this continues, the task will definitely not be completed... Chu Qiumo thought for a while, and said, "I want to go home."

Grandma didn't see him for so many days, so she didn't know how worried she should be.

Yan Qi: "Wishful thinking."

Chu Qiumo, "..." My heart is so tired.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Yan Qi sneered again, "If I'm happy to serve you, it's not impossible."

ill!

Chu Qiumo turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Afterwards, Emperor Minghui resorted to various means, Chu Qiumo remained silent, but his fair body trembled from time to time, inexplicably silent and depressed.

"I'm going crazy."

Xiao Jiu: "Crazy, I like you~"

……

A few more months passed, and when Yan Qi found out that something was wrong, Chu Qiumo had already lost a lot of weight, her small face was pale and sharp, her eyes were silent and dead, with empty clothes on her body, her whole body was completely deformed, and she was no longer the same as before. Proud and unrestrained youthful demeanor.

Yan Qi stood outside the bright yellow tent with a gloomy expression, "What did you say?"

The imperial doctor was trembling, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "My son has been weak since he was a child, and he has been depressed in his heart. I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't live until three months..."

"Trash!" Emperor Ming Hui, who had always been moody and indifferent, finally changed his expression. He kicked the imperial physician to the ground, his eyes were horrifying, "Say it again?"

"The emperor forgives the sin! The emperor forgives the sin! The old minister is really helpless." Sun Taiyi knelt on the ground and kowtowed, followed by the imperial doctor who knelt down.

Dr. Sun is the department of the imperial hospital, and his medical skills are naturally the best. In the early years, he often saw the doctor for this delicate elder son, and he also knew that this elder son was weak since he was a child. Ordinary people are average, but their foundation is very poor, so they can't easily get sick, otherwise the disease will come like a mountain, and their lives may be in danger.

Not to mention that after suffering so much, it is not bad to be alive.

The imperial physicians kneeling all over the floor in the hall were panic-stricken, none of them could do anything, Yan Qi suddenly fell silent, he turned to look at the young man on the bed, his face was pale and skinny, he could barely feel breathing, he was suffocated Stuffed, the colic feeling in his heart almost made him a little unsteady.

"Obviously all you need to do is admit your mistake, you..."

Yan Qi's voice was extremely low. He reached out to touch Chu Qiumo's face, but his hand was trembling all the time. The boy's quiet and sleeping face could vaguely reveal the former glory, his brows were elegant and gentle. .

A terrifying idea slowly formed in the emperor's mind.

He yelled like crazy, "Bring me Fushun!"

If you really love vanity, how can you be so stubborn at this point, obviously you just need to please him, right?

The reason blinded by jealousy finally returned slowly. There were too many clues, but he always chose to turn a blind eye. Sometimes he thought darkly, even if the previous ones were all fake, but the scene he saw with his own eyes that day, his nose The musky smell, the boy's naked body and the active courtship... are all real, right?

Just thinking about it, he couldn't restrain the dark emotions in his heart, but if the person is gone...

Fushun knew something was wrong when he was brought in front of Emperor Hui of the Ming Dynasty. He was thinking about it, but he heard the gloomy and dangerous voice saying, "I remember you still have a friend. Now you have left the palace and are in the south of the city. Bought a house. I have some things to say, let’s think it through.”

Eunuch Fu was startled, his heart fell into an abyss, he hesitated for a while, and deeply kowtowed to Ming Hui, his complexion suddenly sank, "The slave is guilty."

Yan Qi was startled, and slowly raised his head, his eyes were red and fierce.