After being captured by the old enemy

Qi Qing's breathing stopped for a moment.

Aware of this subtle change, Ji Xingjue's smile deepened: "If you want to, just call me brother."

Ten minutes ago, Qi Qing was still thinking about cleaning up Ji Xingjue, but now, the person who was thinking about it came to kill him, but his mind went blank. After a while, he opened his mouth in a suppressed manner, with a tense voice. Like a string: "Ji Xingjue!"

"here I am."

Ji Xingjue buried his head in the back of his neck, and poked his hard abdominal muscles with a bit of revenge and provocation: "Call me brother? Xiaobao."

There was a sudden rustling sound between the pillow and quilt, eyes dimmed, Qi Qing put her hand on his side, looked down at him from a height, couldn't see clearly in the dim light, her eyes looked like blazing ice flames, and her breathing was heavy .

"You deliberately?"

The old god Ji Xingjue was lying on the ground, the corner of his lips curled up: "Yes, what can you do to me?"

"..."

Qi Qing stared at him expressionlessly, her gaze was as fierce as a wolf's.

Ji Xingjue still has no sense of crisis.

As Qi Qing thought, he had a pure and natural trust in Qi Qing, and he didn't think that Qi Qing would do anything to him, and he played death very smoothly.

He deliberately bent his knees against Qi Qing, tilted his head, the moonlight streamed in from the window, and fell into his eyes, in the half light, Qi Qing felt that he was like a succubus acting recklessly in the dark night.

Qi Qing looked at him quietly for a while, exhausted a lot of patience, stretched out her hand without saying a word, directly lifted the quilt, rolled Ji Xingjue in, and put it on the other side.

Ji Xingjue's eyes were spinning for a while, and he turned into a burrito on the spot. He was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Qi Qing rolled over and got out of bed, and began to regret leaving Ji Xingjue here, but if Ji Xingjue was not in his eyes, he was not at ease, and said coldly: "Take a shower."

As a result, Ji Xingjue had already gotten out of the quilt before he could take any steps, held him from behind, and smiled: "Are you angry? I won't tease you anymore, let me help you solve it."

Mingming Ji Xingjue's strength is not strong, but Qi Qing has the illusion of being locked in place: "... What do you want to do?"

"It's just helping you." Ji Xingjue thought for a while, "Is this called fulfilling husband and wife obligations?"

As soon as the statement of fulfilling the obligation came out, Qi Qing didn't seem very happy.

Ji Xingjue put it another way: "Mutual help between lovers?"

Qi Qing turned her head slowly, until now, Ji Xingjue realized that his eyes were a little red, as if he could eat him.

When I was with Qi Qing, I felt too secure, and my dull sense of crisis finally returned to its place. Ji Xingjue blinked, but didn't back away, and pressed Qi Qing back on the bed, his dense eyelashes drooping: "Or , Asked to learn from my brother's teachings? The Marshal knows how to arrange troops, but you don't necessarily know these things."

There was a burning sensation in Qi Qing's throat: "How do you know that I don't understand?"

Ji Xingjue turned his head to look at him, with little smiles in his eyes: "Oh? Did you think I did it?"

Qi Qing fell silent again.

Ji Xingjue giggled, put his head on his shoulder, and helped Qi Qing earnestly.

At the end, Qi Qing looked even worse.

Ji Xingjue felt something was wrong during the long process, wiped his hands passively, got into the quilt and yawned: "Too long is also a disease, you can deal with it yourself, I'm asleep."

A sneer came from above his head: "You wait."

Ji Xingjue shrank back under the quilt again.

When Qi Qing came back, she brought a glass of water and the medicine that Ji Xingjue had stopped for a while, glanced at Ji, who was pretending to be dead but showing the back of his head, and poked him on the head: "Take the medicine."

Ji Xingjue said slowly. He wanted to reach out to take the medicine, but when he stretched halfway, he suddenly thought of what he had done with his hands, and looked down with complicated eyes: "...Master Marshal, I have a merciless Please."

Qi Qing: "Say."

"Will you feed me?"

"..." Qi Qing said, "Open your mouth."

After swallowing a few pills, Ji Xingjue couldn't help but glance at Qi Qing a few more times, and praised: "Your temper is so good that you don't seem like a human being."

What a crappy review.

Qi Qing put down the water glass and lay back on the bed. This time, he didn't try to avoid it. He reached out and pulled Ji Xingjue into his arms, and said vigilantly: "Don't do bad things."

The effect of the medicine came up quickly, and Ji Xingjue mumbled drowsily: "What is this called, I have always been a kind person."

The sound of breathing in her arms gradually became even and gentle, and Qi Qing looked at his face for a while before closing her eyes, like a dragon who only hugs her own treasure, and only closes her eyes after repeated confirmation.

After leaving Qi Qing for more than a month and returning to him, Ji Xingjue rarely fell asleep until the sun was up.

He woke up in a daze, and the round head of the little robot was close at hand.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

Ji Xingjue rubbed his eyes and sat up, subconsciously glanced at the room, Qi Qing was not in the room.

The little robot cowardly lay under the bed all night, and was caught out by Qi Qing in the morning, and said listlessly: "Papa told me to keep an eye on mama."

Ji Xingjue was speechless: "Your father is really insecure."

He got up and went into the bathroom to wash up, and the little robot followed in a hurry to watch, feeling very sad: "mama, I hid some beautiful chips and batteries in Papa's big room, you have to put them away after you go back."

Ji Xingjue: "?"

"I didn't say goodbye to Axing Huahua. When you and Papa go back to the base, say goodbye to it for me. I can no longer bloom with it."

Ji Xingjue looked down at it.

"There is also a little secret with Papa and Mama, I will automatically destroy it."

Ji Xingjue: "...Baby, what are you talking about?"

The little robot held his trouser leg, pitifully: "Didn't mama want to tear me apart?"

Ji Xingjue couldn't help but laugh, and picked up the little guy: "I just want to help you dismantle and repair the aging parts and upgrade the system, which will not change your core."

The little robot tilted its head.

"You are still you," Ji Xingjue patted its head, and said softly, "The average lifespan of a human being is two hundred years old. If one day, Qi Qing and I end up having a farewell, you still have to live another two hundred years. Stay with him for a long time."

The little robot grasped the point and was a little anxious: "mama, are you leaving again?"

"Not now," Ji Xingjue put it aside, washed his face, and looked at his pale face in the mirror, "I'm trying my best to prevent this kind of thing from happening—but people always have to Prepare for the worst."

The little guy looked at him blankly, half understanding.

There was the sound of the door opening from outside, Ji Xingjue had keen hearing, and when he noticed two footsteps, he immediately pressed the switch of the ring.

Damel came in following Qi Qing, who also brought a breakfast for two and put it on the table: "Marshal, there was a strange loud noise in the capital last night, and the parliament is probably very lively this morning."

The culprit who caused the weird loud noise wandered out of the bathroom and greeted without changing his expression: "Morning, Marshal, Your Excellency the Adjutant."

Damel: "..."

Why did you change someone again!

Your Excellency the adjutant is not feeling well, he glanced in horror at the big messy bed behind a door.

Ji Xingjue was lazy and didn't have the good habit of tidying up the internal affairs in the army. The mess on the bed could easily remind people of some bad things.

He sat down calmly: "You talk, I eat."

Damel looked at Qi Qing condemningly, with extremely complicated eyes.

Qi Qing's face was indifferent, and she was not ready to explain: "Continue."

Damel opened his mouth and added the previous paragraph: "The general election is just around the corner. I heard that some old men in the Alliance Parliament are very dissatisfied with An Hong's iron-blooded tactics and want to replace him in the next election. Marshal, Are you... wanting to intervene?"

The alliance has existed for nearly a thousand years, and it has long since flourished and declined. The previous chairpersons each had their own magic. It was not until An Hong took office that the decayed alliance was revitalized. He is quite dissatisfied.

To be able to replace An Hong with a puppet supported by the parliament is of course not harmful to the empire.

But it might not be that easy to replace An Hong.

Ji Xingjue took a bite of the crunchy pancake: "Where's An Tang?"

Damel really wanted to ask who you were, but seeing that Qi Qing had no objection, he replied reluctantly: "An Tang has high prestige in the army, so An Hong has always been supported by the military. Due to the accident last night, An Hong Tang also left for the military headquarters."

That is to say, there is no owner in that villa now.

Ji Xingjue smiled slightly: "Hey, these two really know how to treat guests."

He smiled like this, but Damel felt a little familiar, and couldn't help asking: "My friend, may I ask you..."

His voice came to an abrupt end.

Ji Xingjue turned off his disguise and looked at him with a smile.

Damel's tone changed: "Husband, madam?!"

Qi Qing raised her eyebrows and asked Ji Xingjue a question.

Ji Xingjue waved his hand: "It's okay."

According to what I overheard last night, Qi Qing seems to be publicizing his injury and self-cultivation to the outside world. The fact that he appeared in the alliance cannot be disclosed to others, but Dammel is Qi Qing's confidant, and he is worthy of trust after getting along for a long time.

Damel closed his mouth in astonishment: "Why is Madam here... was she also Madam last night?"

Ji Xingjue nodded with a smile: "Your marshal is a chaste and strong man, so you have some confidence in him."

Qi Qing didn't bother to pay attention to those four words that were particularly weird on him: "No exposure."

Damel didn't know why Ji Xingjue appeared here, but he knew that this was something that must never be said, so he saluted solemnly: "Yes!"

Damel, who concluded that the marshal did not cheat, left happily, and Ji Xingjue continued to eat his pancakes: "Since they are not here, I will go and check. If there is no result, I will go there with you at night."

Qi Qing opened her mouth to speak.

Ji Xingjue knew what he wanted to say, so he interrupted first: "In case of being discovered, the Imperial Marshal secretly rummaged through things at the chairman's house, and if word spread, do you still want this person?"

Qi Qing raised her eyebrows: "Are you so unconfident in your skills?"

Ji Xingjue was calm and was not provoked by him: "I just don't want you to take risks."

"It's enough to have this sentence." Qi Qing hooked the corners of her lips, "Don't you want to know where the dark room that An Hong is rumored to be?"

Ten minutes later, the two left the hotel together by car.

Probably because the timing of Qi Qing's visit last night was too coincidental, An Hong suspected that Qi Qing was involved in the loud noise, and there was a lot of eyeliner outside the hotel this morning.

Qi Qing drove away those eyeliners, and Ji Xingjue directed him to avoid the intensive surveillance on the road, resentful: "I didn't expect that all of your people went to the chairman's house."

Qi Qing said: "An Hong has a cleanliness obsession and can't tolerate dust in the house. The cleaning robot is not flexible enough to take care of certain corners. An informant from the empire pretended to be a cleaner and discovered it by accident."

There were obviously more guards on the street than last night, and the car drove silently near the chairman's house. Ji Xingjue observed the villa and asked uncertainly, "Do you really want to come in with me?"

Qi Qing came over and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips: "Yes."

"So clingy brother?"

Qi Qing said with a cold face, "Yes."

The author has something to say: I will follow you wherever I go, Qi Xiaobao, a peerless (nian) male (ren) person (jing).

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