Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 505 - My heart pleases you

"Light brow."

A lingering voice sounded behind her, she was a little panicked, she hurriedly tidied up her appearance, but wiped her hands full of filth in embarrassment.

"Wait a minute, I'll wipe my face!"

She stretched out her hand and waved it desperately, signaling Sikong Que not to come any closer, and immediately buried her face in her chest with some embarrassment.

He heard the familiar footsteps beside her ears, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in immediately.

The jailer, who was still vicious just now, was full of smiles at this moment, helped Zhao Qingmei jump out of the sewage pool, and immediately guarded outside the cell door wisely.

"Wait, it will be ready soon!"

Her tone was extremely hesitant, and suddenly she felt warmth on her shoulders, and immediately a white and clean handkerchief appeared on her face, and a pair of slender bare hands with well-defined knuckles were carefully wiping her dirty cheeks.

She was about to snatch Sikong Que's handkerchief and prepare to wipe it herself, but suddenly the back of her head was held by Sikong Que, and immediately his cold lips blocked her mouth that wanted to comfort her.

She tried her best to push away Sikong Que's deep kiss, just after eating those unsightly things, there was still a strange smell in her mouth at this moment, she didn't want the person she loved to be tarnished by her nobility at this moment.

"I miss you very much, I love you, Qingmei."

Si Kongque hugged her tightly in his arms, and kissed Zhao Qingmei's cheek forgetfully. The husband and wife kissed each other, tears streaming down their faces at the same time.

It wasn't until the jailer's urging voice sounded outside the door that Sikong Que reluctantly let go of Zhao Qingmei. He quickly took out the golden sore medicine from his waist and stuffed it into Zhao Qingmei, and immediately took her into his arms again.

"Don't be afraid, you will be able to leave this ghost place safely soon!"

Zhao Qingmei pulled back the hand he had withdrawn uneasily, and with just one look, she knew what Sikong Que was thinking at this time.

"I can't bear it, don't go!"

She stretched out her arms, and tightly shackled Sikong Que in her arms. She knew that Sikong Que was going to compromise completely with this unfair world in order to save her from suffering, at the cost of sacrificing her own happiness in this life.

"Three years, I'll only give you three years, if you can't take me back from Zhongliyao by then, I'll jump off the top of Jiuyou Terrace, the highest place in the palace." He lowered his voice, almost biting Zhao Qing Mei's earlobe said sadly.

Zhao Qingmei still doesn't want to overthrow the rule of Zhongli's clan, so she always acts passively when it comes to rebellion. If he doesn't blindly push the flames behind, the day when she ascends to the throne is even far away.He had to use himself as a bait to push her on the road of traitor.

"it is good!"

At this time, Zhao Qingmei forced the tears that were about to burst back into her eyes, and her eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"Wait for me, be sure to wait for me!"

"Good~"

Sikong Que whispered in Zhao Qingmei's ear for a while, stayed to eat, and then reluctantly left the water prison.

As soon as Sikong Que left, the jailer grinned grimly and took the whole food box away for himself. Before leaving, he dragged and kicked Zhao Qingmei into the sewage pool to be tortured again.
In the mansion of the University scholar.

Guan Yi looked at his son's ashen face, although he felt distressed, but he knew that letting him witness Zhao Qingmei's tragic situation was more effective than talking about coercion and lure him into submission.

Sikong Que silently walked to the desk, and Zhao Qingmei's copy of another document of peace and separation was being unfolded and placed quietly on the desk.

He picked up the Langhao pen, trembling his fingertips, and signed his name on the place where the reconciliation document was signed. From this moment on, he and Zhao Qingmei will no longer be husband and wife.
"I want to see Zhong Liyao!"

"Que'er, walls have ears, remember to call him Your Majesty."

"Mother will take you into the palace for a face-to-face meeting. Remember to think clearly about what to say and what not to say."

Zhao Qingmei, and the lives of the Guan and Zhao clans are all in your mind.

"Mom, I want the absolute control of the Jinwu Guard!"

"It's not just the right to use it. If you take it back so easily, then the son of the Jinwu Guard doesn't care."

Sikong Que knew very well that the reason why his mother took back the control of the Jinwu Guard at such a sensitive moment was because he didn't want him to use the Jinwu Guard to do anything rebellious in order to save Zhao Qingmei.

"Okay! As long as you agree to enter the central palace, the Jinwu Guard will truly belong to you, and only listen to your orders!"

In Xuanxuan Hall, after hearing the report from the servants, Grand Scholar Guan Yi brought Sikong Que into the palace to meet her. After planning for a long time, and finally waiting for today, she was so excited that she was almost speechless.

"The humble minister Guan Yi and the dog Sikong Que, see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Guan Yi humbly prostrated herself on the ground, but when she turned her head and saw her son was still standing upright, she was shocked, and hurriedly tugged on Si Kongque's sleeve to make him kneel down.

"Your Majesty, I only kneel down to the emperors, relatives and teachers of the world, not my own wife."

Zhong Liyao was taken aback for a moment, and then she was ecstatic, as smart as she was, she could hear Si Kongque's voice-over.

"I am your wife, there is no need to perform such a big ceremony between husband and wife."

"Zhong Liyao, I have something to say to you alone."

At this time, Guan Yi was so frightened by the weird dialogue between her son and His Majesty, she tremblingly left the Hall of Xuanxuan under Zhong Liyao's gaze.

"I do not love you."

"It doesn't matter, sooner or later you will belong to me, Zhongliyao, from body to heart."

"Brother Que, do you still remember this tourmaline bead?"

Looking at the broken light blue tourmaline bead in Zhong Liyao's hand, Sikong Que shook his head in a daze, and suddenly a terrible guess flashed in his mind, that is, he in this time and space had an old relationship with Zhong Liyao in front of him.

"I had a serious illness, and I don't remember very clearly what happened when I was a teenager."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Liyao grabbed his hand, and he immediately showed displeasure, but saw Zhong Liyao looking at him with teary eyes.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been playful back then, I would have dragged you to Mt. Musta for an outing. I didn't realize it, but I was targeted by concubine Degui. In order to save me, your father would have exchanged the clothes of you and me, disguised you as Be like me and lure those killers away, if it wasn't for you, I would have been the one who jumped into the cliff with your father's arms."

"You must have suffered a lot while living among the people all these years. I'm sorry, Brother Que."

"Since your majesty feels that you owe me something, then for the sake of my father and I saving your life back then, can you spare me, spare Zhao Qingmei and our clansmen, please let your majesty do it."

"Why did I fulfill you! You are my unmarried husband! If you hadn't fallen off the cliff and your life was still uncertain, how could father have forced Bei Mingfeng to me! You are the right husband I want!"

"How is he worthy of occupying your position! He thought that if he was pregnant with my child, he would be able to secure the position of the right husband of the Eastern Palace! I don't care if you are not an heir!"

Zhong Liyao's official husband, Bei Ming, collapsed due to dystocia in his early years, and both father and son died.

(End of this chapter)