Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

Wu Mingcheng was irritated for no reason, maintaining his cocky arrogance, staring at Luoyue, perfunctory: "Okay, got it, let's go."

Luo Ye was confused, and just about to speak, Wu Mingcheng frowned, "Why, do you want to stay in the Duke's mansion?"

Luoyue hurriedly took the palace people away.

Wu Mingcheng looked at the ten mahogany boxes in the room, "Xiaoqing, go and send a message to my mother, asking her to come back early."

"Yes, son."

Wu Mingcheng waved away the palace servants in the room and sighed, not understanding what these things meant.

Wu Mingcheng didn't think about it, he smiled and hugged the jewels in the box, "The rose girl in Huayuelou likes pearls, and the girl in Qingliu likes gold hairpins, hehe..."

The night spread out, dotted with stars.

"Get out."

Yici draped the thin shirt over her body, revealing half of her creamy white skin, her every frown and smile are flirtatious, not provocative but self-provoking.

The scorching sun is not as dazzling as her.

"Now I'm your male favourite." Song Qianjue chuckled lightly, with astonishing eyebrows and clear eyes, and elegant white clothes.

Gentle.

Confused.

"You are not needed here."

Yici didn't get used to him and refused without mercy.

"You don't want to..."

Song Qianjue put his hands on Yici's shoulders, and dropped the thin shirt on her shoulders, revealing round and delicate shoulders, his face like a banished fairy, showing a demon-like sinking.

"He said, let me serve you well, lest you don't want him in the next world."

Wronged.

But full of smiles.

Yici pulled up the thin shirt with a blank expression, straightened the clothes, and retorted indifferently.

"will not."

As long as her brother agrees.

"Don't worry, I am one with him, and I will do what he will. You don't need to worry."

Yi Ci: "..."

Can't the mind be cleaner?

It's as if she is a scumbag who has raised a bunch of men.

Yici raised his eyelids, and when he was about to refuse, he caught a glimpse of the shyness in Song Qianjue's eyes, and immediately became playful.

"In that case—"

Before Yici finished speaking, her lips were covered, and when she was about to back away, her legs softened and she fell into Song Qianjue's arms.

Song Qianjue's face turned red, "He said you would like it..."

"...Get out."

Yici collected her expression, the sudden rise of charmingness fell instantly, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and didn't look at Song Qianjue again.

After a burst of light footsteps, there was no movement in the hall.

Yici turned her head, there was no one else in the hall, the bright palace lanterns were burning, illuminating the hall extremely brightly, the rosewood tables and chairs exuded a faint Zen fragrance, which helped people to calm down, the most precious and rare treasures in the world were in her palace, However, it was extremely deserted.

abruptly—

Yici's eyes lit up, and she looked towards the outer hall, a dagger suddenly appeared in her hand.

The sound of footsteps became clearer, steady and powerful.

Yici frowned, hearing the footsteps, she didn't look like an assassin, although she was suspicious in her heart, she still clenched the dagger tightly and did not let down her vigilance.

In order to make her admit defeat, Tiandao keeps giving other countries opportunities, and the world is getting more and more chaotic.

She also suffered more and more assassinations.

"He explained that you tend to think wildly at night, and you usually need to make you a bowl of sweet soup." Song Qianjue said in a very natural tone, walking towards Yici, "I have his cooking skills, so don't worry."

Yici walked to the table, put the dagger on the table generously, raised her eyes to observe Song Qianjue's subtle expression.

pity--

Nothing at all.

"Are you observing whether I betray you or fear you?" Song Qianjue looked like a normal person, sitting next to Yici with a gentle breath, "Don't worry, I'm absolutely loyal to you."

Yici sneered, mocking in her eyes, "You're like a puppet."

It doesn't look like a doppelgänger at all.

The avatar will have its own thoughts, not completely without selfish desires.

The main body plays a role in restraining the avatar, but it is by no means completely controlled.