Ying Zheng, have you ever regretted it?

[-]. Qi Bai, Qi Xuan

Although Ying Zheng didn't look up, Mo Qibai already felt that he was seen through by the emperor.

"Fortunately, I have nothing to do in my free time. I can draw flowers and plants in the garden and read poems and books."

"Come here, get closer to me," Ying Zheng finally raised his head from a pile of bamboo slips, "Is that all?" He put down his vermilion pen, got up and walked towards Mo Qibai, "How did I hear that you and Mo Qibai Is my concubine Tian very close?"

This sentence was almost said close to Mo Qibai's ears.

Mo Qibai's nose was slightly red, and he smiled lightly, "It's Concubine Tian..."

"Enough!" Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng interrupted him roughly, "The war ahead is tight, I am busy with state affairs, but you are busy laughing and drawing with my concubine, very comfortable. Say, I How should I punish you?"

With a cold face, Ying Zheng approached Mo Qibai step by step, while Mo Qibai retreated step by step, with grievance written all over his face.I obviously guarded myself like a jade for him, ahhh.Fortunately, he was in a bad mood, so he randomly charged himself with a crime!Still don't listen to my own explanation.

"I didn't..." Mo Qibai staggered and fell backwards. Ying Zheng picked up Mo Qibai and fixed him in his arms.

Ying Zheng hugged Mo Qibai's waist with one hand, and raised his chin with the other, "Hmph, the ministers said, you are seductive and tempting the Lord, let me execute you. It's good for you, after seducing me, you even ran to seduce my concubine !" The fingers pinching Mo Qibai's chin were a little bit harder, and his skin immediately turned red.

Mo Qi was so angry that he simply kept silent, and the stubbornness that could not be humiliated came up.The slender eyes did not look at Ying Zheng with indifference.Although his body was held in Ying Zheng's arms, his heart was like sinking in the cold deep sea.

Looking at Mo Qibai's childish and indifferent face, Ying Zheng suddenly became angry, bowed his head and kissed him.

Mo Qibai opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what happened.The cold wind blowing from outside the hall made his body even hotter.The meeting of lips and teeth did not have the tenderness as imagined, but a stormy vent, and the collision of teeth made Mo Qibai feel a little painful.

Ying Zheng, who was in his forties, never thought that he would be as masculine as King An Li, who was once despised. After years of fighting, those weak and charming bodies could no longer satisfy his desire. He had seen beauties from all over the world and was already tired of them. He thought he was just too old to do what he wanted, but when he saw Mo Qibai for the first time, his heart was already in turmoil.

The little eunuch quietly withdrew and closed the palace door tightly.

Ying Zheng, who had had enough kisses, picked up Mo Qibai and walked towards the bed.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Mo Qibai panicked and struggled to get down.Although he didn't dislike Ying Zheng's kiss, he still couldn't accept that something unexpected would happen so soon.

Mo Qibai, who could only hold a pen, was really no match for Ying Zheng, who was struggling on the battlefield. He was firmly held in his arms.

Mo Qibai was pressed on the couch by Ying Zheng, his fair neck was already a little red from the kiss, and he closed his eyes tightly as if resigned to his fate.When Ying Zheng's big rough hands reached into his skirt and touched his skin, he began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ying Zheng felt his fear, raised his head to look at Mo Qibai, suddenly softened his heart, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I will be gentle." I saw the ink-colored tear mole under Mo Qibai's left eye gradually turning from black to black. brown, and finally bright red.

Ying Zheng noticed the tear mole, and forgot to stop his men for a while.He turned over suddenly, pushed Mo Qibai away, and jumped backward like a gust of wind.

A piece of black clothes fell to the ground, and Ying Zheng, who was standing still in the distance, felt lingering fear.

"Who the hell are you!" Ying Zheng squeezed the words through his teeth.

Mo Qibai sat up with a red tear mole on his face, straightened his robe a little, looked around, and looked at Ying Zheng with a smile on his chin with one hand.

"Me?" Mo Qibai pointed his other finger at the tip of his nose, tilted his mouth, and winked, "Qi Xuan, you... are Ying Zheng?"

Ying Zheng was startled. This man's eyes were wild and unrestrained. Although his eyes were smiling, they were as cold as ice. He wanted to kill himself just now, but now he chatted with him so happily, as if he didn't care about life and death at all. ...the god of death who controls the fate of others.

Ying Zheng clenched his fist secretly, his nerves tensed, "Why did you pretend to be Mo Qibai for so long, did you want to assassinate me?"

"I... pretended to be Mo Qibai?" Qi Xuan laughed as if he had heard some joke, "Stop making trouble, that weak chicken, why should I pretend to be him!"

Ying Zheng didn't comment, and stared at Qi Xuan without blinking, as if he wanted to pierce him with his eyes.

"In short," Qi Xuan changed his posture, raised his legs and put his feet on the bed, "that weak chicken and I share the same body." He said and pointed his two fingers together.

Ying Zheng continued to look at Qi Xuan without saying a word, his eyes full of doubt and guard.

"Relax, if I wanted to kill you, whether you were the emperor or not, you would have died a long time ago." Qi Xuan calmed down, the old god was there.

"You! Bold!" Ying Zheng blushed with anger, and he tried to restrain himself, because he knew that Qi Xuan had that ability.

"Don't, don't, please calm down, Your Majesty, please sit down, and I will tell you slowly, I think you are tired from standing." Qi Xuan plucked his ears, perfunctory Ying Zheng nonchalantly.

"Hmph!" Ying Zheng flicked his sleeves, ignoring Qi Xuan's words.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was stubborn, Qi Xuan didn't care, and continued, "That weak chicken doesn't know me, but I know him. Whenever he feels extremely shy or fearful, I will show up and bear everything for him. See From the way you looked just now, it seemed that you were going to... um... have sex? I didn't expect you to be so nice."

"Bastard! Come!" Ying Zheng couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

"Wait a minute," Qi Xuan hurriedly raised his hand to stop, "You will regret it if you catch me. If you don't believe me, I can tell you one more thing. This thing is about you, and it's also about me!"

The little eunuch who came in a hurry looked at Ying Zheng anxiously, and Ying Zheng waved his hand and told him to wait there.

"That's right," Qi Xuan stood up and stretched his waist. "A few months ago, I received a deal, asking me to go to a small village to kill a few people. I even sold it and gave it away." Yes, I killed the entire village. I would like to ask the emperor about this transaction, whether I made a loss or not?"

Ying Zheng's face changed a few times, and he waved his hand to let the little eunuch out.

The little eunuch hesitated for a moment, then retreated, but his ears were always alert.

"Let me ask, how could that weak chicken have such courage?" Qi Xuan paced back and forth in the bedroom, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, even though you almost molested me just now. Since that weak chicken likes you, I I will also take care of his emotions a little bit."

Qi Xuan walked to Ying Zheng's desk where the bamboo slips were placed, randomly picked up a scroll, flipped through it, "What the hell is this, I can't understand it. It's not our Qin language, right? Since they all surrendered to I am Daqin, why do you still use my own country’s script, you can’t understand it, cut him off.” Qi Xuan threw down the bamboo scroll and rubbed his hands together.

Ying Zheng thought about it, this person is indeed not Mo Qibai.Although Mo Qibai's eyes are indifferent, they are not cold-blooded. Although there is always a smile on his face, he is polite and polite. Although he talks casually to himself, he also has the warmth of a friend. He doesn't want the person in front of him to speak vulgar words. , even the voice lines are a little different.Moreover, once, when Mo Qibai saw the characters of other countries, he was very excited, as if he had seen something new, and said that the culture of a country should be inclusive and accommodate all kinds of cultures, forming a situation where a hundred schools of thought contend.It's not like this, because I don't understand, just say something that kills others.

"Hey, do you have any red clothes, lend me one, I don't like this color." Qi Xuan pointed to the black robe on his body.

"Zhao Gao, come in." Ying Zheng called the little eunuch outside the door.

Zhao Gao responded and walked in, bowed and stood beside Ying Zheng, "Your servant is here."

"Find him a red suit."

Zhao Gao took the order and went away, and after a while he got back a set of red robes, which fit Qi Xuan very well.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" After saying that, Qi Xuan turned around and disappeared into the hall.Qi Xuan's voice came from a distance, "I won't touch your concubine, don't worry."

Ying Zheng looked at the direction in which he disappeared, and there was some doubt in his eyes besides unwillingness to believe.From the eyes and demeanor alone, they are completely two people, but as the king of a country, he has to guard against them.How can he feel at ease with a killer who uses such cruel methods and regards life as nothing but lurks by his side every day!

Ying Zheng firmly suppressed the doubts in his heart, put on his clothes and fell asleep.

The next day at dawn, the little eunuch Zhao Gao came to report in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Xu is dead." Zhao Gao whispered in Ying Zheng's ear, "The death is extremely embarrassing. The cause of death seems to be very absurd."