Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 723 Darkness
The room was dark, Qiao Ying closed the door as gently as possible after entering the room, so as not to disturb the sleeping Qiao Wan next door.

When she turned around, she was suddenly pushed against the door by a pressure, and her back was hit. Qiao Ying suffered from pain, and raised her foggy eyes to look into the deep and dark red-gold eyes in the night.

Could it be that she was hallucinating after drinking? Qiao Ying blinked her eyelashes twice, and was forced to retreat by the man.Han Xin blocked her between the door panel and his chest, and the hot breath like a flame poured down, igniting her drunkenness.

"You...you...look like a god."

The smell of alcohol on the girl's body could not be ignored, Han Xin's brows were slightly darkened, his eyes were a little dark: "Why did you drink so much?"

Her mind was dizzy, and she replied without thinking, "Because...because...a god named Feiheng."

This god made her unhappy.Qiao Ying's tone was calm, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Han Xin was taken aback when he heard the words, and stared at the red-faced and misty-eyed woman in front of him by the moonlight. Thinking of the words he had just heard in the courtyard, his voice became hoarse: "Because of me?"

The girl couldn't stand still. She leaned against the door panel and tilted her head slightly to one side: "Because Lord Feiheng treats me well, I seem to like him, but he doesn't seem to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. Qiao Ying's body left the door and fell into a broad embrace.

She subconsciously put her hands against Han Xin's chest, but he grabbed her wrists and cut them behind the girl. Han Xin's other hand went around the back of her neck. character.

She said she liked herself—the last string of Han Xin's reason was broken in an instant.He has always been a decisive person, what was in his mind at that moment, he did what he did.

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Han Xin locked Qiao Ying in his arms and kissed her while she was still unconscious.

Qiao Ying whimpered weakly, but was hugged even tighter by him. Her drunken and bewildered head seemed to have exploded.

The girl let out a guttural sound of protest, and twisted her hands that were clipped behind her back in vain.

Knowing that it hurt her, Han Xin loosened his strength a little, moved away from her lips slightly, and pressed his forehead together, the other's face was very close at hand, and his hot and heavy breath was blowing on her face.

The girl's face was flushed and her eyes were dim.

Qiao Ying lowered her eyes slightly at the moment, the corners of her eyes gradually glowed with water, she looked a little pitiful, she thought of those beauties in Qingqiu who gave to Han Xin, a small fire ignited in her heart, and murmured under his gaze language.

"In your mind, am I just like those beauties given to you, just a plaything that comes and goes as soon as you call it?"

The girl's voice at this moment was soft and waxy, with obvious grievances and innocence, hearing it made his heart melt.

Han Xin let go of her wrists, held Qiao Ying's soft body in his arms, and touched the tip of her nose with his lips, his voice seemed to be stained with alcohol, hoarse and charming.

"No, you are the person I care about."

"You liar!" Qiao Ying struggled slightly, like a rabbit jumping angrily, but Han Xin hugged her tightly, "I didn't mean not to go to your birthday party, but when you saw I don't even talk to me...you can't...don't hug me now!"

Han Xin has never seen Qiao Ying's cute and naive appearance after drinking. He looked at her cuteness for a moment, and actually chuckled.

What Qiao Ying did at the moment seemed to be out of reason. She stomped her feet and tried harder to break free from Han Xin's arms: "Don't hug me——!"

Han Xin clasped her waist with one hand and held her tightly in his arms, aggression flashed in his downcast eyes.

"You're not allowed to kiss..."

He pinched the back of her head and blocked her unfinished words with his lips again.

Qiao Ying was confused by his kiss. Half asleep and half awake, she felt Han Xin's hand on her waist slowly sliding up her spine.He parted his lips.

She got into Han Xin's arms, and Han Xin stroked her head lovingly, then listened to her muffled nonsense, accusing him of all kinds of bad things.

"The spiritual power you left me...is gone...it's been so cold recently..."

"I don't want to give you the gift I prepared for you..."

……

Qiao Ying gradually fell silent, and after being confused by the kiss, she leaned into his arms and almost fell asleep.Han Xin was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled up helplessly, and the little girl fell asleep just like that.

Although Han Xin was distracted at this moment, he couldn't do anything when he saw Qiao Ying who had fallen asleep obediently.

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When Qiao Ying regained her consciousness in a daze, she felt a splitting headache and heavy limbs.When she opened her eyes, her eyes hurt, she raised her palm to cover the light for a while, and then she slowly saw what was in front of her.

The dome several feet high looked crimson, with gorgeous relief patterns hovering over it, and the air was filled with a dark scent of incense.

The unfamiliar environment made Qiao Ying's mind clear a lot. She sat up suddenly, touched the silky quilt with both hands, and looked down to see that she had changed into a brand new pajamas, and even her two braids were covered. They were all torn apart.

Broken memories rushed into her mind and turned into a fire, igniting Qiao Ying's face.She subconsciously covered her lips, trying to drive those charming thoughts out of her mind.

She looked around the palace hesitantly, making sure she was the only one, and then Qiao Ying tried to calm herself down. She knew whose territory she was in now, but she hadn't thought about how to face Han Xin for a while.

Qiao Ying moved down the large and gorgeous bed hesitantly, and her eyes fell on a crimson cloak next to the pillow. She hugged the cloak in her arms, and frowned for a while thinking whether the cloak was prepared for her.

A burst of scorching heat suddenly approached her, and someone grabbed her waist and pulled her back. A broad and powerful chest was pressed against her back unexpectedly, and she was surrounded by people.

The girl raised her eyes in surprise, and before she had time to say anything with her half-opened lips, she was seduced by the chuckle in her ears, leaving only a stiff body standing there at a loss.

Han Xin had an evil smile on his lips. He lowered his lips slightly and approached the girl's ear, breathing lightly on her ear.Watching her ears turn red little by little was Han Xin's bad taste.

A few strands of the man's long red hair hung down beside Qiao Ying's neck, causing a strange itching sensation when brushed against her.She pursed her lips, her voice was as soft as a mosquito
He called out in a low voice: "Shenjun..."

This soft and delicate call was like a mischievous feather, which tickled Han Xinxin's tip. He narrowed his eyes and his breath became dangerous.

"Are you awake? Recall, do you remember what you said last night?"

Qiao Ying bowed her head in silence, and turned her head slightly to avoid Han Xin's disturbing breath.

"Don't remember? This seat will help you think..."

Qiao Ying's pupils dilated slightly, and before she could stop her, the person holding her behind her started to repeat her words.

"You blamed me for accepting Fox Emperor's gift, blamed me for not looking for you, blamed that the spiritual power I left for you was gone, and said that the gift would not be given to me..."

Qiao Ying licked her lower lip unconsciously, turned around before Han Xin wanted to continue to help her recall, and covered his mouth with one hand.

Two different-colored gazes met, and the pupils of both sides were filled with the shadow of another person.The skylight outside the temple shines into the room, turning into fragments of light that dance in the eyes, melting into deep affection.

Han Xin reached out and took her hand away, and without any explanation, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss Qiao Ying again. Qiao Ying's expression froze, and it was too late to back off, so she could only be pushed into the opponent's arms.

Han Xin's throat rolled, and then slowly left her lips, his eyes were much darker and deeper than before.Qiao Ying looked at his handsome face close at hand, lowered her eyelashes shyly, and quietly avoided XZ.

Ever since he saw Qiao Ying with rouge on her lips at the Qingqiu banquet last time, he had long buried the idea of ​​tasting it.

Sure enough, once the picking is successful, how could Han Xin taste it? He wants to occupy it, crush it and hide it deep in his blood.

Qiao Ying bravely raised her eyes to look at him at this moment, her azure eyes sparkled with starlight called anticipation, and also carried a trace of fragile temptation: "Can you say it again, you like me..."

Qiao Ying secretly changed his address.

The smile on Han Xin's lips was tolerant and pampering, he lowered his head slightly, took Qiao Ying's hand and pressed it to his heart.He was full of passion, self-important and arrogant, and submissive when suppressed by a little girl.

The hand that was close to Han Xinxin's mouth was held tighter and tighter by Han Xin, and the sound of the god's hot and powerful heartbeat was tightly entangled with her heartbeat, and she could even touch the hot blood temperature under Han Xin's skin.

Before Han Xin spoke, she had already heard him say that he liked her.

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In the center of the empty and splendid Feiheng Temple stood the large and gorgeous throne. Han Xin sat there with his legs crossed wantonly, one elbow resting on the soft pillow by his side, and the other hand casually flipping the seat on his knee. ancient books.

The pages of the book were turned with the faint air waves brought by his fingertips, and the flowing gold fonts were slightly reflected in the air.

Sitting in the vacant seat next to him was Qiao Ying. The girl simply did not tie up her hair anymore. Her long, smooth chestnut hair was now hanging behind her, with a few strands sliding playfully in front of her body, making the beauty even more delicate and quiet.

She just said that she was a little hungry, and Han Xin called the fairy servant to bring her a few pots of fairy fruit.

At this moment, Qiao Ying was holding a mithril knife in her hand, carefully peeling the fairy fruit in her hand, peeling it clean, taking out a piece and putting it into her mouth to taste.

The fairy fruits grown in Jiuchongtian far exceed the ones Qiao Ying ate in Mount Heng. These fairy fruits contain spiritual power and are delicious in juice, making people intoxicated after just one bite.Things that fall into the mortal world and are regarded as treasures are insignificant in the eyes of the gods.

Han Xin smelled the sweetness in the air, without moving his eyelids, he took Qiao Ying into his arms with his long arms.Qiao Ying was stunned by his action, but immediately understood, gouged out a piece of flesh and handed it to his lips.

Seeing Han Xin eat it, Qiao Ying let out a sigh of relief: "Your temple is so big, why doesn't it have a maid."

"The ones sent by the Fox Emperor are all sent away by me."

Qiao Ying paused for a moment when she cut the fruit, and a smile gradually appeared in her eyes after she realized it.

The air is filled with reassuring tranquility, only the rustle of ancient books being turned.Qiao Ying suddenly remembered something, stopped what she was doing, and looked up at Han Xin.

"I forgot to tell you. I didn't go to your birthday banquet that day. It was Wan'er who encountered a thief. After I rescued Wan'er, it was too late."

Han Xin raised his eyebrows, his expression was not happy: "Why explain this now?"

"I don't want you to misunderstand." Qiao Ying pursed her lips, looked at Han Xin and asked softly: "Then you didn't see me, why didn't you look for me?"

Only then did Han Xin look away from the ancient book and frowned slightly when he met Qiao Ying's eyes: "I was injured that day."

"Injured?" Qiao Ying showed panic and worry in her eyes, she moved closer to him, "Then...how is it now?"

Seeing her expression, Han Xin felt a burst of warmth in his heart. He just smiled but did not answer. He lowered his head and approached Qiao Ying, looking for those cherry lips.

With the charm of a mature man pressing on her body, carrying his unique aura of flames, Qiao Ying panicked, and hurriedly pressed the cut fairy fruit to his lips to stop his approaching figure, lowered her eyes and whispered: "I can't!" Kiss again..."

Han Xin didn't force her, but just wanted to tease her, and he felt happy when he saw the girl's ears were slightly red.Warm and fragrant nephrite is in her bosom, and there is also a fairy fruit that can be eaten with an open mouth, and the boring ancient books in front of her don't know when she will become relished.

Seeing that Han Xin continued reading, Qiao Ying breathed a sigh of relief.Suddenly I remembered the people who were still in Shu. She was brought back to heaven by Han Xin last night. Now those people will definitely think that she is missing and look for her everywhere.

"What are those fiery red beads you gave me before that can transmit sounds?"

"Fire Lingzhu."

"I'm worried that Wan'er and they won't be able to find me. I'm anxious, can you give me a magic bead so that I can tell them that I'm safe now."

Han Xin silently acquiesced, and when he held it in his palm, it transformed into a bead with flowing dark red luster. Qiao Ying held it in her hand, and the temperature was a little scorching.

"You have the spiritual power of this seat on your body, and you can deliver what you want to convey silently in your heart."

Qiao Ying silently said what she wanted to say in her heart according to what he said, and the bead gradually disappeared in her palm and was sent to the mortal world.

Han Xin still remembered the last time Qiao Ying was in a hurry to go back. He was disappointed at the time but he didn't say anything. Now that he thought about it, he just felt aggrieved, and the palm on Qiao Ying's waist unconsciously became a little stronger.

His low-pitched, displeased inquiry came from above his head, and even the ending sound was slightly lowered: "Aren't you in a hurry to go back this time?"

Qiao Ying only felt that he was a little bitch and thoughtful, so she gave him another piece of fairy fruit, looked up at him with a slight smile on her lips, and her eyes shone brightly.In Han Xin's eyes, this appearance is like a long spring day, beautiful and heart-pounding.

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