After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Not long after Xie Jinyan left, Aowang also left the hall on the pretext of going out for some fresh air.

He just glanced at Fury before leaving, his look so cold and indifferent that no one could understand what he meant.

The Crown Prince, Princess and Marquis Dingyuan were not at home. Even though there was singing and dancing in the palace and the atmosphere was lively, Lust still felt uninterested.

He propped his head up, looking at Jing Shao, who was resting his head on the beautiful woman's lap, with sparkling eyes. His soft voice was filled with exaggerated envy: "It's great, I don't have to worry about the world."

Fools have their own luck. He is so ignorant and happy without worries. I really envy him.

Jing Shao was still flirting with the beauty with an infatuated look on his face, a smile on his lips, completely unaware of the change in the situation.

I didn’t know that Chi Zhao’s army had already conquered many cities of Qingxuan.

There are all kinds of laughter and chatter in my ears, the nose is filled with the rich aroma of wine, and before my eyes is a graceful beauty. There is singing and dancing, and no one has ever broken the whitewashed peace.

The window of the illusion was so thin that it could be broken with just a poke, but everyone in the room was sleeping soundly and dreaming sweet dreams, which was so sad that it made the people watching from outside feel absurd.

Lust lowered his eyes and his voice faded: "Your home is almost gone, and you can still smile."

"Clap clap-"

The hands with rough calluses clapped with pleasure. It turned out that the dance was over and the audience, who had enjoyed it very much, was cheering furiously.

He seemed to be completely integrated with the people here, but Lust knew he was not.

Coming to celebrate King Xuan Yue's birthday was just a diversionary tactic.

Xuan Yue was weak, and Chi Zhao had been eyeing her covetously for a long time. Everyone thought that Xuan Yue would be the first to be swallowed, but the one that Baowu really set his sights on was Qing Xuan.

When he first came here and faced Jing Shao, he said, "I will take your city and give it to King Xuan Yue as a gift. How about that?"

I'm afraid no one cared about this sentence and threw it aside as a joke, but when everyone's attention was focused on the birthday banquet, Chi Zhao's army had already set foot on Qing Xuan.

Emperor Chi Zhao would really give this city away as a gift.

The terrible thing about his rage is that he would casually speak of the established facts of the future as if it were a joke.

I have already reminded you, whether you can realize it or not is your business, so don’t come back to cry to me again.

Lust silently moved to sit further away from him, muttering, "How scary."

She turned her head to look at him furiously, her narrow eyes warm and bright: "Hmm? What did you just say to me?"

Lust buried his head in his arms and pretended to be dead: "Drink your wine."

The wine glass obscured the curve of the angry lips.

Ambition has never stopped for a moment.

He drank the wine in one gulp, his lips were stained with the clear and bright water color, and his tough and resolute facial features were blurred by a layer of honey-colored candlelight.

As he turned his head, the light and shadow shifted and split, and his face was half light and half dark, making him look half god and half demon, which was terrifying.

……

The moon was high in the sky, and Xie Jinyan asked along the way before he found the garden.

The hem of the clothes fluttered through the floating floral fragrance, bringing out a bit of impatience. He searched for a long time before he saw a shadowy figure in front of a rockery.

He walked closer and called hesitantly, "Sister?"

The girl's skirt rippled like green waves. She stood there grimly and expressionlessly, watching him approach.

"You've been out for so long, why don't you go back?"

Xie Jinyan felt relieved after seeing the face clearly, but it was obviously too early for him to feel relieved.

The girl's five fingers immediately clamped around his wrist, and in the blink of an eye, she pulled his body, dragging him into the cave with such force that he could not resist.

There is a hole in this rockery. It is not big, but it is just big enough for two people to bend over.

His back hit the mountain wall, and Xie Jinyan was stuffed into the cave with his legs slightly curled up.

The next second the girl sat across his waist.

His anger had just risen up, but before it could flare up, he was startled by the sudden softness on his waist and abdomen.

Confusing things keep happening one after another.

Pu Ran lowered his eyes, and his dark pupils made Xie Jinyan see the coldness in them.

The slender but unshakable fingers covered the man's slender neck, and the invasion of the suffocating feeling made Xie Jinyan's dizzy head a little clearer.

His chest trembled pitifully with his labored breathing. His violent gasps caused his lower abdomen to rise and fall, and the figure of the girl who was sitting astride him also swayed slightly.

The scenery in front of his eyes seemed gray and blurry. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but Xie Jinyan suddenly lost all his anger.

If it were any other day, he would have had a sullen face and a murderous intent filled in his chest, but his eyes, which should have been gloomy, showed a gentleness for the first time.

He was like a flower branch that was unable to bear the rain and dew, and he allowed his breath to be deprived of him bit by bit. The bitterness and spiciness in his throat were so painful that he almost broke into pieces.

"Xie Jinyan, don't you have anything to tell me?"

Pu Ran's five fingers continued to exert force, and the man's fair face was flushed due to suffocation.

The atmosphere was depressing and there wasn't even a hint of romance or ambiguity.

Xie Jinyan was completely speechless. He could only raise his arm with difficulty, and gently stroke her cheek without any blaming intent.

The skin on the bottom of my hands was delicate and slightly cool, and at this moment a strong thought came to my mind.

He wanted to see her face and have a good chat with her.

What is your name, where do you live, and where are you going from now on.

He was surprisingly gentle tonight, as if the mask he had been wearing had become real.

Pu Ran let go of his hand with a strange look in his eyes, puzzled: "What evil spirit has possessed you?"

The moment he let go, the man coughed violently. He breathed rapidly, desperately taking in big gulps of oxygen in the air.

Seeing that he looked like a half-dead fish on the beach, Pu Ran was merciful and was about to move away from him, but the man grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

She fell back onto Xie Jinyan's waist and abdomen, and the two of them filled the small cave completely.

The light from outside could not come in, and no one would find them. It was narrow and hidden, and even their breathing became unclear even though they were so close.

Pu Ran looked down at him, unable to figure out what was in his words: "How dare you come here alone? Don't you know how dangerous you are now?"

So many people are staring at you, eager to kill the prince who is about to ascend the throne. It is especially dangerous tonight. How dare you come to the garden alone?

Xie Jinyan's hand was still covering Pu Ran's wrist. His face had returned to normal. His voice was hoarse and dry, "There are patrol troops all around. It's okay."

As docile as a little lamb, so weird.

Puran stretched out his index finger and poked his heart: "You pinched me before, but now we are even."

As if he was bitten by a small insect unexpectedly, Xie Jinyan closed his eyes without knowing his emotion, his Adam's apple rolled, and he uttered a low "hmm".

"You have just tasted death."

Pu Ran stretched out his hands and ruffled his hair, his eyes emitting a gentle light that calmed people's hearts.

"So there's nothing to be afraid of tonight."

After a long while, Xie Jinyan retracted his unconsciously greedy gaze and smiled hoarsely.

"what."

He had just been through the gates of hell, so what else could he be afraid of?

He murmured, "The throne is mine."

Puran nodded: "The throne is yours."