I have a special skill for dismantling CP

From that day on, Jiu Sheng couldn't afford to be ill.

Fever, night sweats, coma, raving, crying.

Many imperial physicians have come to see her, and have taken many medicines, but they are not getting better.

Ying Zheng watched the beauty get more and more haggard day by day, and his face became more gloomy day by day.

There was even a rare feeling of pity in his heart, and he secretly regretted that he should not have threatened Jiu Sheng that day.

After going through this for nearly a month, his condition finally improved, and he was awake for about two or three hours a day.

Yingzheng often came to visit him after discussing the government affairs. When Jiusheng heard his footsteps from outside, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ying Zheng didn't expose him, and sat beside him in silence for a while, then got up and left.

After another half month, Jiu Sheng's body finally recovered.

As soon as he was able to get off the ground, he came to the prison alone with Ying Zheng on his back.

He wanted to make sure that Jing Ke was still alive.

Jiu Sheng traveled unimpeded all the way, and stood in front of the cell again.

Jing Ke was still lying unkempt in the shadows, most of the wounds on his body had healed.

Jiu Sheng called out to him: "Brother Jing, I am Jiu Sheng, and I'm here to see you."

Hearing this, Jing Ke suddenly let out a humming sound, crawled back, and hid in the farthest corner.

He hugged his body tightly, buried his face in his knees, and didn't want Jiu Sheng to see him, and kept making whining sounds.

Jiusheng was so heartbroken that he burst into tears and choked up, "Brother Jing, don't be afraid. No matter what you become, you will always be my brother Jing. Believe me, I will definitely save you from here, it just takes some time .”

Jing Ke became more and more excited, and raised his hand to drive Jiu Sheng away.

Jiu Sheng understood his thoughts, forced a laugh, and said, "Okay, then I'm leaving, and I'll come to see you some other day."

After leaving the Heavenly Prison, Jiu Sheng wandered aimlessly in the Qin Palace, thinking about the way out while walking.

In the matter of Jing Ke, only Ying Zheng has the decision-making power.

In this boundless palace of Qin, he is alone, weak and weak, without exquisite thoughts, eloquent tongues, and long-sleeved skills. What can he do to make Ying Zheng let Jing Ke go?

The more Jiu Sheng thought about it, the more desperate he became. He stopped and raised his head, looked up at the blue sky, and exhaled the depression in his chest.

But I saw a paper kite flying in the sky, fluttering with the wind.

Jiu Sheng felt that his current situation was like that paper kite, with an invisible silk thread tightly wrapped around his body, and the other end of the thread was held in Ying Zheng's hand.Ying Zheng found it fresh and interesting, so he played with it for a while, and when he got tired of playing, he lifted his hand and let him fall to pieces.

However, he had to find a way to rescue Jing Ke before he was smashed to pieces.

Since I can't think of a way for the time being, and it's useless to think too much, let's take one step at a time.

Jiu Sheng climbed up the stairs and slowly boarded a high platform next to him.

Unexpectedly, the high platform is very open, looking around, but saw the person he least wanted to see, turned around and wanted to leave, but it was too late.

"Come here." Ying Zheng ordered in a deep voice.

Jiu Sheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over, standing still ten steps away from Ying Zheng.

Apart from Ying Zheng, there were many other people on the high platform, besides the servants who served, there were beautiful women in brocade clothes and a few children.

Up and down the Qin Palace, there was no one who didn't know Jiusheng, but they all just heard that the king had captured a beautiful assassin from the country of Yan, and Dang even brought him back to the palace for luck. Later, when the assassin fell ill, the king paid more attention to him. Caring.

Now that I finally got to see him in person, these people all looked at Jiu Sheng calmly, with different eyes, some surprised, some probing, some resentful, some indifferent, but because Ying Zheng was by his side, they didn't dare to criticize themselves.

But Jiu Sheng just stood there with his head down, as if he stayed out of the matter.

Only Ying Zheng said: "Come to the widow."

As soon as this remark came out, there were a few more jealous eyes behind him.

These wives and princes are not allowed to get close to Yingzheng's body at will. As an assassin who once intended to assassinate, Jiu Sheng won this honor. How can he teach people not to hate him?

But Jiu Sheng didn't notice it, walked a few steps slowly, and came to Ying Zheng's side.

Ying Zheng asked, "Can you shoot arrows?"

Jiu Sheng replied, "I have never learned it."

"Watch." Yingzheng raised his bow and set an arrow, aiming at the swan goose hovering in the blue sky, and suddenly released the arrow. The arrow pierced the swan goose's body with precision, and the swan goose suddenly lost its balance and fell straight down. somewhere.

Jiu Sheng didn't like it.

Hongyan He Gu, suffered such an innocent disaster.

Ying Zheng handed him the horn bow in his hand and said, "Try it."

Jiu Sheng took it, and imitated Ying Zheng just like bending his bow and shooting geese.

After firing a few false arrows, Ying Zheng stood behind him, embraced him from behind, put his left hand over his hand holding the bow, and his right hand over his hand holding the arrow, and taught him hand in hand, saying: "Shenshoulder, open Back, stretch chest, draw bow, set arrow, aim, release arrow!"

When the sharp arrow left the string, Jiu Shengqiang deviated from the direction, but unexpectedly, a swan goose was shot and fell rapidly.

Ying Zheng let go of him, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Zhao Gao, take all the ladies and gentlemen down to rest."

The intention to drive people away couldn't be more obvious, no matter what feelings they had in their hearts, they all had smiles on their faces and they all left one after another.

In an instant, only Jiu Sheng and Ying Zheng were left on the high platform.

Jiu Sheng thought that he was going to attack again, and he was already prepared, but he didn't want to, but he heard Ying Zheng ask softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Jiu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "Okay."

The breeze blew by, messing up Jiu Sheng's hair on the temples.

Ying Zheng raised his hands to shave Jiu Sheng's hair behind his ears, and twirled Jiu Sheng's earlobe with his fingers, kneaded it a little, and said with a smile, "It's Fu Hou's fate."

Fuhou?me?Jiu Sheng sneered in his heart, but didn't answer.

Ying Zheng's fingers slid down his cheeks, raised his chin, and forced him to look at him.

Jiu Sheng raised his eyes slowly, his slender eyelashes cast a light shadow.

Ying Zheng has been looking into the depths of his eyes, through layers of shimmering light, to gain insight into the helplessness and sorrow hidden deep inside.

Even his sorrow is beautiful and alluring.

Ying Zheng lowered his head slowly, and pressed a soft kiss on Jiu Sheng's eyes.

He has never kissed anyone so preciously in his life, and Jiu Sheng is the first one.

Ying Zheng raised his head, but Jiu Sheng still had his eyes closed.

In Ying Zheng's eyes, this was an invitation.

Ying Zheng bowed his head again without hesitation, and sealed Jiu Sheng's lips.

Jiu Sheng had been ill for more than a month. Although Ying Zheng didn't hold it back, he couldn't find the refreshing pleasure in his bones when he was happy with Jiu Sheng in other people. It was purely to vent his desire.

Now, Jiu Sheng recovered with great difficulty, just looking at him, Ying Zheng seemed to have taken aphrodisiac, and there was a hard pain there.

He couldn't wait for a moment, and had to put this seductive little goblin to justice on the spot.

The more the kiss became more frenzied, Ying Zheng approached step by step, he pushed Jiu Sheng against the low wall, and stretched out his hand to pull Jiu Sheng's robe.

Jiu Sheng knew that no matter how much he tried to resist, it would be useless, so he resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes.

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