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Although Shen Zhaoxue was terrified in her heart, she remained calm, "Your Majesty wants to hear what I have to say? Looks good? Isn't it good?"

Di Yunge smiled, making him very frivolous and evil, and he reached out to grab Shen Zhaoxue's chin, but Shen Zhaoxue avoided it.

"What do you want, Your Majesty?" Shen Zhaoxue watched him take a step back, her face was calm but her heart was full of waves.

He was afraid that Di Yunge would act on the picture on the rice paper.

"You have seen my painting, from your point of view, what do you think I want to do?" Di Yunge took a few steps forward, and Shen Zhaoxue took a few steps back. Di Yunge grabbed him when there was no way out. He raised his chin again, "Young Master Shen, do you want to know what I'm feeding you?"

Di Yunge discovered that he actually liked calling Shen Zhaoxue Mr. Shen, because this title made him feel like he was calling Shen Jinyu.

Only then did Shen Zhaoxue think of the flesh-colored pill that Di Yunge fed him to swallow before, her pupils constricted for a moment, and a bad thought came to her—love medicine.

Di Yunge saw what was going on in his heart, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Love medicine?"

"Mr. Shen wants to try this? Then I will prepare it for you next time..." Di Yunge's exhaled breath sprayed on Shen Zhaoxue's face, staining that fair and translucent little face with a blush, just like the sky before dawn. clouds.

"You are so pretty." Di Yunge said and kissed Shen Zhaoxue's cheek, but Shen Zhaoxue pushed her away.

"Is Your Majesty going to accept me as a harem?" Shen Zhaoxue asked coldly with a flushed face.

Seeing his appearance, Di Yunge chuckled for no reason, "It's not impossible if you think about it."

"You!" Shen Zhaoxue felt that she had punched the cotton.

Di Yunge looked at him with a deflated look, and then he let go of Shen Zhaoxue, "What I fed you is medicine, Mr. Shen is weak and needs to be nourished, after all, this is the only way to survive, right? ?”

Di Yunge took out a flesh-colored pill from his sleeve to avoid confusion, and put it in front of his eyes, "This is a medicine made from Feng Li's human skin."

"If I'm not mistaken, what you ate just now should belong to Shang Zeyi." Di Yunge said with a somewhat bloodthirsty expression on his face, "He is the prime minister of Nancheng Kingdom and the ruler of Nancheng Kingdom. He is also the most loyal, so on the day I ascended the throne, he was the first to be used as a medicine guide."

"The medicine made from the skin and flesh of such a loyal person must be delicious, right? When you feel better, I will pull out his bones and make soup for you to taste, so that your cold will heal faster some."

Only halfway through Di Yunge's words, Shen Zhaoxue looked at him pale and started to vomit. As long as Shen Zhaoxue thought that what he just ate was a pill made of human skin, he would feel a tumbling in his stomach, making him want to My own stomach was cut.

Shen Zhaoxue vomited for a long time, but only vomited some acid water, and the blood-stained thing was obviously eaten and digested by him a long time ago!

"You lunatic!" Shen Zhaoxue couldn't help but cursed when she thought of the origin of what he just swallowed.

Because Shen Zhaoxue had heard from Shen's father in his early years that when Di Yunge ascended the throne, he threw many ministers he didn't like into the water pot and boiled them half-cooked, then filtered them with water, and then peeled their skins to make medicine.

When Shen Zhaoxue was young, she was scalded by tea water once, leaving a shallow scar on it, but he still remembers the pain so far, so he couldn't imagine that those people who were hated by Di Yunge were thrown into the water pot How painful it must be.

It was precisely because of this incident that Di Yunge was given the notoriety of being bloodthirsty and easy to kill, and he himself seemed to want to prove this notoriety, and the tricks he used to kill again and again refreshed his cognition.

"You say I'm crazy?" Di Yunge threw the meatball to the ground, and the meaty little ball ran to Shen Zhaoxue in no time.

Along with the meatball came the black dragon boots worn by Di Yunge. He grabbed Shen Zhaoxue's black hair and said softly, "I also think I'm crazy."

Shen Zhaoxue's scalp hurts from being scratched by him, but Di Yunge said again, "I want you to go crazy with me."

The flesh-colored ball at the foot was stepped on by Di Yunge, who grabbed Shen Zhaoxue's black hair and forced him to look up, then bit his seductive thin lips.