After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Ning Haitang thought that Duan Yiwei would come back at night, so he copied very slowly.

As a result, Tinglou's voice suddenly came from the door: "Welcome the prince back to the mansion."

Duan Yiwei is back!

Ning Haitang saw that he had just copied a line and then began to let go of himself and wrote words scolding Duan Yiwei, so he quickly crumpled the whole piece of paper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before he had time to chew it, the door was pushed open by Duan Yiwei.

He bulged his cheeks, turned his back and stroked his chest to swallow forcefully, and even choked.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed violently, his shoulders trembled, and he picked up the water on the table and drank a few gulps before swallowing the paper with difficulty.

Fortunately, I am witty.

"What did you eat?" Duan Yi entered the door slightly, glanced at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and understood.

Because although Ning Haitang ate the paper on which the words were written, the ink penetrated through the paper and onto the clean paper below, leaving some faint strokes.

Duan Yiwei had sharp eyes, recognized what was written, and read it on purpose: "Duan Yiwei is a dog, Duan Yiwei is going to die, Duan Yiwei, I am sorry for your family, Duan Yiwei's eighteen generations of ancestors are all tortoises Son of a bitch."

Ning Haitang was just thankful for her wit, but when Duan Yiwei said this, her face turned pale instantly.

But he suddenly had another trick in his mind, and filled with righteous indignation: "I don't allow you to say that about yourself!"

Yes, he intends to pretend to get away with it.

"I see that what you wrote is these." Duan Yi smiled and pointed to the paper on the table.

"You read wrong, I'm copying books."

"You haven't answered me yet, what did you eat just now?"

Ning Haitang said with a guilty conscience: "It's a fishbone... I got stuck."

"Really? Open your mouth and let me see."

Ning Haitang had no choice but to open his mouth slowly: "Ah—"

He just opened his mouth halfway, and then it was blocked: "Well——"

It was Duan Yiwei's cold and domineering thin lips that blocked his mouth.

Before he could react, Duan Yiwei grabbed his waist.

"You...you." Ning Haitang panicked anxiously, but Duan Yiwei bit her lips tightly, unable to utter a single word.

(Ghost knows what happened)

When I woke up again, it was still evening.

Only the next evening.

When he woke up this time, Duan Yiwei was lying beside him, hugging him tightly, and the two hugged each other very close.

And feel each other's heartbeat.

Ning Haitang blushed instantly, he couldn't remember what happened last night, he sat up suddenly, "This is..."

Duan Yiwei also woke up. Seeing how red Ning Haitang's cheeks were, he jokingly said, "Don't remember?"

Being teased so frivolously by Duan Yiwei, a sporadic memory suddenly flashed in Ning Haitang's mind,

He would not accept this kind of himself no matter what, and yelled at Duan Yiwei: "Duan Yiwei, you are shameless!"

"The medicine is for you to touch. Besides, you won't forget what you said before so quickly, will you?"

Ning Haitang's mind was buzzing, he was angry and hated, he gritted his teeth, and stared at Duan Yi's slightly smug face.

Just as he was about to act impulsively, Duan Yiwei immediately gave him a warning: "You can kill me if you want to, but you will be punished if you fail. After all, I can't kill you for nothing."

Ning Haitang suddenly let go of his clenched hand, "What punishment?"

"Tell you, isn't it boring?"

Ning Haitang: "..."

Looking at Duan Yiwei's confident smile, he suddenly lowered his arms and lay back down again.

Tinglou was guarding outside, and there were countless guards around.

It is impossible for Duan Yiwei to be so stupid that he is not prepared at all.

He comforted himself in his heart: Forget it, it was already dirty when he brought it back, and it couldn't be cleaned no matter what.

That being the case, you can't be impulsive, and you have to wait for the opportunity to kill with one blow.