King's Sacrificial Queen

That night, Dead Ye returned to the dormitory normally, but there was no one in his heart in the room.

After looking around, I found that the magic teleportation array that Xiao Ling had used had been opened, and I rushed in, and saw the little man standing shivering in the stream, and the little thing was waving his little paws beside him, as if Tell Xiao Ling to come up quickly.

Because I forgot to turn off the magic circle in a moment of negligence, it is not surprising that Xiao Ling, who is used to it, would come here to take a bath.

But it was precisely because of this that Dead Ye was so annoyed.

"What are you doing? Didn't you let you rest on the bed? How did you come here? Come up quickly—"

Dead Ye roared, and came to Xiaoling's side in an instant. When he stood in the stream, he realized that the river was so piercing!

Even I can't bear it, let alone a villain?

Xiao Ling didn't expect that Dead Ye would suddenly appear here. In the past, he would wait there after washing. If Dead Ye needed it, he would go forward and offer his body.Why did it suddenly appear here this time?And very angry?Did I do something wrong again?

Subconsciously, Xiao Ling lowered his head, and the moment Dead Ye's hands touched Xiao Ling's body, Dead Ye felt the biting coolness on the little man's body, and the shivering appearance, especially the stillness in the air. There was a trace of bloody smell, looking at the little man, although he didn't say anything, Dead Ye knew in his heart that the little man probably vomited blood again!But he didn't say to himself——

Because of this, Dead Ye felt distressed!

When will this little person know how to cherish himself?Could it be that his own existence really didn't exist for him at all?

Or was it deliberately ignored?

Dead Ye thought about it, hugged Xiao Ling horizontally from the river with both hands, and once again flashed to the bedside of the dormitory, gently placed the villain's trembling body on the bed, and quickly covered the quilt.

For a moment, Xiao Ling felt that he seemed to be anxious when he saw Dead Ye!But it was only for a moment, so Xiao Ling felt that he might be thinking too much!

"Yes, I'm sorry, slave, the slave thought it could be washed before your return—"

Saying that, Xiao Ling turned his head, approached Dead Ye's right hand, and kissed carefully.

At this time before, Xiao Ling would consciously serve Dead Ye, so that even when he was furious, Dead Ye would take stock of Xiao Ling's frail body.

Now Dead Ye is about to get married, but Xiao Ling also thinks that before being completely discarded, do something within his power, at least serve Dead Ye well, even though there is no possibility and not much time between them, but Xiao Ling I still want to draw an end to the last few days of my life, as a slave of the dead night!

Before Xiao Ling's lips touched his hand, Dead Ye quickly pulled it back, and pressed Xiao Ling's body, then sighed, sitting on the bedside with some frustration, turning the armor on his body Go, revealing his strong body, after going to bed, immediately hugged Xiaoling's thin body into his arms, hugged gently, not daring to use too much strength, to feel that the little person was still in his arms, alive fact!

Xiao Ling just looked at the king holding him in astonishment, he couldn't believe it, one day, he could be embraced by Xing Ye as a baby, and he was still cared for so carefully, as if he was afraid of himself Like a little bit of damage.

Maybe the king just regarded himself as his future wife, so he made such a move.

Don't know who that lady is?She is so happy to be married to the king.

Maybe he didn't have the chance to see the dead night get married, but Xiao Ling still sincerely wished the dead night happy in his heart!

That night, the two of them didn't say a word, they just simply hugged each other. Xiao Ling was treated as a vulnerable doll and was embraced by Dead Ye. Xiao Ling could clearly feel the heat on Dead Ye's body. , and that strong heartbeat.

Once upon a time, Xiao Ling was not treated as a bed slave, and he appeared beside Dead Ye in this way, enjoying such care. Although there were no good living conditions at that time, Xiao Ling was still very satisfied.He is very grateful to God for giving him such an opportunity to know such a king. To be honest, Xiao Ling is full of admiration and awe. Ling still has no regrets.

Later, as a bed slave, she became a tool for the dead night to vent her desires. Xiao Ling lived a horrible life, but still served the dead night with gratitude. At that time, she thought that she would be free when she died, and If there is an afterlife, he is willing to serve the dead night.Even if the end is still the same, Xiao Ling still hopes so much.

But now, when he appeared on Dead Night's bed once in a while, he felt such a feeling. Being cared for like a treasure made Xiaoling have the illusion of returning to the past. At that time, he hadn't done anything wrong. With the little stone that Dead Ye gave him, he took it with him like a treasure, and he was not crushed by Dead Ye, there was no big marriage, no betrayal, he was still a stand-in, and he stayed here to serve Dead Ye quietly.

Until I am no longer young and lose interest in Dead Night, I may be thrown back to the world, or I may be left here with no one to care about, and I will be the last person to grow old slowly, or I may be thrown to those guards to vent.

In short, Xiao Ling never thought that there would be a time for them to meet again.

Dead Ye, who didn't know what was going on in Xiao Ling's mind, cared for Xiao Ling carefully, and thought about the big wedding three days later.

Human beings cannot bear such mental pressure, and soon Xiaoling fell asleep under the gentle care of Xing Ye.

Seeing Xiaoling's sleeping face blissfully blissful, Xing Ye showed a gratified smile for the first time in his life.It turned out to be such a happy thing to have this little man by my side.

Holding Xiaoling in his arms, Dead Ye rested for the night contentedly.

When the morning came, Zhan Ye woke up early, and looked at Xiao Ling in his arms happily, looking at Xiao Ling's sleeping face, and Zhan Ye's lips touched Xiao Ling's cheek gently, as if It was as if he was afraid of waking up this little man.

Gently stroking the little man's cheek, Xing Ye sighed, if it wasn't for Suzaku that time, what would the little man look like now?

Dead Ye doesn't want to go into the details, after all, empty fantasies are meaningless, now, he has to take good care of the treasure that God gave him, this is the only calamity he can't get through in his life!

"Whoever it is, don't try to take you from me—