The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

A trace of pain flashed in Qin Sheng's eyes.

He took a deep breath, "You don't need to worry."

"When a weak woman is beautiful but has no ability to protect herself, she is like a child holding money in a busy market. Beauty becomes her original sin. Tell me, what will happen to her..."

The queen mother approached Qin Sheng with a malicious smile.

"She is such a refined and gorgeous beauty, and there are countless coveted ones. Otherwise, why would Nanliang throw such a big trouble on you."

……

Twilight Sihe
Qin Sheng changed into plain clothes, stood under the window sill, and looked up at the night sky outside.

The whole person seems to be merged into the night.

The Queen Mother's words during the day echoed in his mind over and over again, his brows were frosty, but there was a gloomy look that couldn't get rid of.

He pressed his big hand on the window sill in front of him.

Qin Sheng looked at his hands, his fingers were shaved like green onions, a thin layer of flesh hung from the back of his hands, revealing blue veins.

Not as strong and powerful as ordinary men, nor ruddy and complexion like normal young men.

This dilapidated, riddled body is just lingering on its last legs.

It all depends on Zi Sang Yunyang to hold his breath.

When the evening wind blew, the sleeves of his clothes flew away, making him even more tall and thin, like a pine and cypress on an independent cliff.

It is covered with frost, the wind is rustling, and the ground is shaking with snow.

Shaky.

"His Majesty."

Chu Zhiyu pretended to be dizzy, but in the middle of running her spiritual power, she was too comfortable and overslept, and now she is waking up.

Then he saw the tyrant standing alone in front of the window, with his back to himself.

Qin Sheng turned around, "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

Chu Zhiyu yawned heartlessly, "The Empress Dowager intends to torture my concubine, but this concubine has suffered for Your Majesty."

According to King Qin's character, he would definitely tease him back without giving an inch.

As a result, King Qin just looked at her silently, seemingly in a daze.

This is rare, abnormal.

Chu Zhiyu's eyes dimmed and she retreated, thinking that King Qin didn't approve of her pretending to be dizzy to trick him into running.

Then she walked up to him and leaned gently on his chest, wrapping her arms around his thin waist.

Breathing the fragrance of medicine on his body.

"It's all my concubine's fault. His Majesty is worried. I should send someone to inform you in advance."

"How could such a thing be notified in advance?"

There is no advance notice of being bullied.

Qin Sheng couldn't be so unreasonable.

He smelled the fragrance of Chu Zhiyu's hair, and his impetuous heart slowly calmed down. He didn't understand why, but he suddenly fell in love with it.

In such a quiet moonlight, being embraced and needed by others.

Can feel the warmth from the same kind.

Instead of watching alone in the wind and rain, numb and lonely.

A black golden light flashed in his eyes.

Qin Sheng staggered suddenly, he hugged Chu Zhiyu tightly, and sobbed uncontrollably from his throat.

He tried his best to calm down, endured it, and somehow didn't want Chu Zhiyu to see himself like this.

"go out……"

He pushed Chu Zhiyu away with difficulty, and leaned on the window sill staggeringly, his tall and straight figure bent down, as if he was enduring some kind of great pain.

"His Majesty!"

I haven't seen King Qin fall ill for a long time.

Chu Zhiyu hurried forward to support King Qin.

Qin Sheng put on a gesture of refusal, and scolded coldly, "Get out!"

Chu Zhiyu froze in mid-air.

A "roll" word.

The heart that told her to lift it tightly tightened suddenly, as if the heart was ruthlessly grasped and squeezed by a big hand.

Her chest rose and fell, and after a while, she showed a self-deprecating smile.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at King Qin's guarded and resisting posture, and Chu Zhiyu saluted politely, then turned and left in silence.