hold grudges

"What's the matter?" Cong Syl got angry at Cong San in front of him, why did he hesitate?

"Mr. Yan, he...he said he won't go." Congsan was a bit difficult to do. Just now, Yan Qimu lay on the ground and worshiped him several times, just to let him say something nice in front of the prince.

'Cong San, tell the prince, my sick body won't drag me far, I will die on the way. '

Cong San thought about this, how could he say it, he would be stripped alive by the prince.

"What the hell is he doing?" Cong Syl threw away the fan in his hand, he didn't need Cong San's answer, he went to see for himself.

When he arrived at Yan Qi's wooden house, the man was lying dead at the door.

"Get up." Cong Xier kicked Yan Qimu, what's wrong, their dog doesn't lie on the ground anymore, why does Yan Qimu always return to the embrace of nature?

"Ouch, you broke my arm." Yan Qimu held his arm, pretending to roll over in pain.

"If you don't stand up again, I will make you unable to stand up for the rest of your life, lying on the bed and being mine..."

Yan Qimu immediately got up from the ground when he heard the words, and his broken arm healed, and he could even rub the prince's shoulder like a dog.

"Aren't you saying I'm joking with you? What are you doing so seriously? You're not funny at all." Yan Qimu flatteringly invited Cong Syl into the room.

"I'll give you an hour to pack your luggage and leave today." I've never seen such a douchebag from Searle, if everyone in the world is like Yan Qimu, he will be much happier.

"Where are you going, my lord?" Yan Qimu blotted out his ink, but his hand still did not leave Cong Syl's shoulder.Rubbing others' shoulders with his feet on his feet, he really cherishes his life like gold.

"There's so much nonsense, if you want you to clean it up, you clean it up." Since Syl doesn't like to explain to others, it's enough to follow orders. Does asking so much mean that you want to die?

"It's not my lord. Look at me, I'm sick. I can't go far. The doctor said that my body is not suitable for long travel." Yan Qimu felt tired, so he lowered his raised hand and put it on his lap respectfully. Side, bowed his head to defend himself.

"Oh? I've been here for so long. I haven't seen you drink a dose of medicine. Tell me, what's wrong with you?" Cong Xier squeezed Yan Qimu's hand and put it on his pulse.

The pulse is a little slow, it doesn't affect it, as long as it is a living person.

"There is no cure for my illness, my lord, just let me wait for my death in peace." Yan Qimu pulled his hand out embarrassingly, and then showed a distorted expression.

Never seen someone so happy about dying since Syl?

Is Yan Qimu pressing the corner of his mouth?

This idiot is still smiling at him?

"Say one more thing?" Cong Xier pinched Yan Qimu's chin and poked him sharply.

"It hurts, it hurts." Yan Qimu moved closer to Syl, and shortened the distance, so that it didn't hurt so much.

"Why are you coming to me?" Cong Xier still pinched Yan Qimu, but his eyes were not as sharp as before. Why did this sick man start teasing him again?

"Then what are you pinching me for?" Yan Qimu has been in the Xiang Palace for some time, and from being submissive at the beginning, he has become a little bit more righteous.

He can't be oppressed by bullies all his life, he wants to stand up, he wants to revolt!

"It's your honor for me to pinch you." Cong Syl let go of Yan Qimu's chin, and pinched him hard.

"Hmm." Yan Qimu was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, why did Cong Syl always wipe the pillars with iron hands?

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Yan Qimu bent over in pain and turned into a shrimp.

"You just aren't satisfied." After pinching someone from Syl, he slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed him gently.

Yan Qimu couldn't straighten up even more.

"My lord, I..."

"Don't move, I'll rub it for you, it won't hurt anymore." Feeling the change of the object in his hand, Concier smiled evilly and bit Yan Qimu's pale and bloodless lips.

"En~"

Yan Qimu is about to go crazy, from the blue sky and white day in Xi Er, just...just...

"Look, you are still a little bloody at this moment. This morbid beauty is really fragile and attractive." From Syl's lips to Yan Qimu's mouth, Adam's apple, collarbone, and the tiny blood vessels epidermis.

"My lord." Yan Qi was soft in Cong Syl's arms, unable to stand up even if he wanted to.

"Okay, go and pack your things. If you don't want to pack up, go there and buy it again." Cong Syl pinched the buttocks of the man in his arms before letting him go.

Yan Qimu was muttering something, and reluctantly went to clean up.

Since Syl didn't plan to come, Yuan Di sent him a letter saying that Yu Cenji had been in Yizhou for some time, Liu Ke, an idiot, actually told him that he didn't know?

big eater!

"My lord, my back hurts because of the bumping of this carriage." Yan Qimu blushed at the moment, and said in a troubled manner. He saw that Searle was staring at a place in a daze, so he ignored him, how boring it was.

"This carriage runs smoothly and smoothly, but you think it's bumpy? Are you made of water?" Cong Xier asked Yan Qimu, sick people are weak.

fart!Yan Qimu retorted in his heart, and then turned a corner and scolded him again.

"Back hurts, my lord will press it." Yan Qimu ignored Cong Syl's ridicule, and tried again on the verge of death.

He turned over and lay on Cong Syl's lap, took Cong Sill's hand, put it on his back, and deduced step by step what it meant to make progress.

Glanced at him from Searle, and was silent.

"What do you think is delicious in Yizhou?" Yan Qimu wrinkled his face, thinking about what to eat was really too difficult. He wanted to eat spicy food, but his body didn't allow it.

"Have you ever eaten human flesh? I heard that meat is salty, and it tastes very refreshing." From Syl's cold face, he didn't think it was too much when he said these words to Yan Qimu, who only knew Yan Qimu.

Yan Qimu looked up at Cong Syl above him in surprise, human flesh?no more.

"Suddenly I don't feel hungry anymore." Yan Qimu counseled, it wasn't that he made a big fuss, based on his understanding of Cong Syl, he might really let him eat human flesh, so he didn't want to.

"Yan Qimu, you said you have been with me for a few months, have you created any value? You still think about eating all day long? Are you not ashamed if you don't get fat after eating?" From Syl pinching Yan Qimu's face, this People are like porcelain, they are not allowed to be touched. After coming for so long, Cong Syl failed to do what he wanted to do, and he was so angry with him every day.

"My value is..." Yan Qimu grabbed Cong Syl's shoulder and whispered in his ear: "It can keep you from being changed by the world and keep your original heart forever."

Cong Syl's hand, which was about to tear people off, was put down uncontrollably. Yan Qimu's words were the first serious words he heard after staying beside Cong Syl for so long.

Unchanged by the world.

Zil's brother had also told him so.

How can it be so easy?These people are so naive, and Cong Syl, who had changed his mind, still pulled Yan Qimu away from him, "If you don't want to have sex with me, don't get so close to me."

Yan Qimu pouted, and sat obediently aside.It took him so long to say a word full of affection, why did he get this reaction from Searle?

snort!

Don't even want to listen to it in the future!

When Searle and his party arrived at Liu's Mansion, the sky was already dark, the dim yellow candles flickered in the lanterns, and Liu Ke had already greeted them outside the door.

"My lord, my servant Liu Ke, I have met the Lord Xiang." Liu Ke knelt down on one knee and performed the supreme salute, and all the servants behind him also knelt down.

"Okay, let's go in and talk about it." Cong Syl raised his hand and entered Liu's mansion first. After walking two steps, the people around him disappeared.He turned his head and saw Yan Qimu was still swaying from side to side, erratically as if he was dancing.

What's wrong with him?

"Aren't you following up?" Ever since Searle came to Yizhou with a paralyzed face, he has never given Yan Qimu a good face. This person will really cause trouble to others.

"Here we come." Yan Qimu trotted towards Cong Sear, he was just wondering if he wanted to be like these people and follow at the end.It wasn't until the prince came to call him that he finally got out of the siege for him. The prince is so kind.

Liu Ke also followed closely, and while greeting the prince to sit in the VIP seat, he told him about some recent activities in Yizhou.It's all official polite words.

Yan Qimu glanced at the tall governor. He seemed to be a little hunchbacked. Even if he was hunchbacked, he was still the tallest person Yan Qimu had ever seen.This governor can no longer be described as tall and tall, maybe he is a pillar?

"You mean that in a few days, there will be a final contest?" Cong Syl sat on the main seat, without looking at the governor standing in front of him, his voice was piercing, as if a king came to inspect his own territory, his face full of arrogance.

"Yes, all young talents from Yizhou City will come to participate." Liu Ke wiped the sweat from his palms, and continued to hang his head and wait for the prince's question.

"Let me ask you, you told me in your letter that Yu Cenji hasn't come yet? Then why did my eyeliner tell me that he had seen Yu Cenji a long time ago?" Cong Xier then turned his eyes on Liu Ke, with a sinister look The look in his eyes made Liu Ke almost overwhelmed.

Why did you get so angry when you first came here?

"My subordinate, I haven't seen Lord Yu, nor have I heard that Lord Yu has come to Yizhou." Liu Ke lowered his head and his cervical spine felt a little uncomfortable. He resisted the discomfort and dared not raise his head.

"Idiot! I have sent you a message a long time ago, and you are still naively making excuses! From today on, I will block this Yizhou city. I want the living to be unable to enter, and the dead to be unable to exit." From Searle Holding the cup, he gave an order to Liu Ke.

"Yes." Liu Ke hurriedly backed away, his heart would explode if he didn't back down.

Yan Qimu was still playing with his fingers on the sidelines, seemingly carelessly, but inside he was already galloping.He just said he wouldn't come!Since Syl still tied him up and returned to this posture, who could bear it?

Never should, never should, he shouldn't touch Cong Xier's porcelain, what if his life is lost again, this is his life.

Yu Shouyang, who planted bamboo in the backyard, also noticed such a big commotion in Liu's house.He quietly climbed up the roof to the front yard, and looked at the man who made local snake Liu Ke respect him.

After seeing the man clearly, Yu Shouyang's hand lifting the tiles was a little unsteady, why did Prince Xiang come?

He has to send a letter to the adults quickly.