After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

Ye Qianchen looked at Ji Ruoqing's red drunk face and blurred apricot eyes, and time gradually went back in his mind.

Last night, the scent of calming the nerves smoked in the Qianchen Hall, but he felt that there was no sense of peace in his heart.

Putting down the memorial in his hand, Ye Qianchen leaned back and leaned on the dragon chair. He felt that these ministers were becoming more and more incompetent now. He looked at the memorial three times, but he felt that he knew all the words above, but he could connect them. But I didn't understand it at all.

Maybe it's not going in at all.

Ye Qianchen sullenly threw all the folds on the red sandalwood table to the ground, and shouted coldly: "Su Quan..."

Su Quan, who had been waiting next to him, was shocked and immediately replied: "Ah, the slave is here, what is the king's order?"

"...What's going on over there today?" Ye Qianchen asked with a blank expression on his face.

Ji Ruoyu and Ji Ruoqing are descendants of the royal family of Ji, and they live in his palace with unpredictable hearts. Naturally, they have to be treated with enthusiasm and pay close attention to their movements every day.

If it wasn't for the last hole card that Ji Ruoyu hid in his hand, he would not pretend to take Ji Ruoyu in, and promised to help Ji Ruoyu capture Hao Country and return his territory to Ji Country.

Oh, of course he wants to dominate the mountains and rivers.

Ji Guo and Hao Guo will eventually be destroyed in his hands.

Su Quan lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Go to King Qi, today everything is as usual in Xianyun Palace."

"..." Ye Qianchen asked casually, stroking the folds of the cuffs of the dragon robe, "Is Ji Ruoqing safe?"

Su Quan didn't understand Ye Qianchen's thoughts at all, and only nodded and said: "My lord Qi, Meiren Ji is extremely safe. I heard that I was eating grapes in the temple and feeding the birds, without any extra small movements."

Oh, she's really big-hearted.

"..." Ye Qianchen's forehead faintly revealed the blue veins and violently, and asked again in a cold voice, "Can someone come to listen to the roster of new beauties?"

Yesterday, after the vain and vain woman put down her ruthless words and left lightly, Ye Qianchen was so angry that she didn't sleep peacefully. No one had ever bargained so arrogantly in front of him.

If you don't give her the amethyst hairpin, you won't go to bed anymore?

Oh, I don't know who is looking forward to going to bed all day long, haunting his shameless demands.

The more Ye Qianchen thought about it, the more resentful he felt in his chest, so the first thing after getting up this morning, Ye Qianchen asked Su Quan to arrange a group of beauties into the palace.

Since no woman in this world can match the beauty of a woman who doesn't know what is good or bad, then he can only let Su Quan arrange as many beauties as possible.

Is she supposed to see how to serve the king and dare to push her nose on her face?

It was a great gift that he gave her alexandrite the size of a soybean, and she should be grateful.

Heh, he is still not satisfied, and dare you to ask him to find the woman next to him?

He insisted on her crying and begging him, regretting it too much.

Su Quan's words pulled out Ye Qianchen, who was immersed in anger: "My lord Qizhen, Ji Ruoyu sent someone to visit the roster of new beauties. The minion has copied a copy for him as you ordered. "

Ye Qianchen raised her eyebrows and snorted, "Then...what's her reaction?"

"Ji Ruoyu looked as usual, took the roster and checked the little palace lady and left without seeing any response." Su Quan replied literally.

"Bang!" Ye Qianchen's cloisonné enamel-wrapped lotus-patterned ball-shaped fragrance fell to the ground and hit the jade floor tiles, making it particularly harsh in the vast and empty Qianchen Hall.

Ye Qianchen's voice seemed to be mixed with endless cold winds: "It's her who I said!"

"..." Su Quan touched his head for a while, only then did he understand who Ye Qianchen meant by "she" so cryptically.

At this age, Su Quan's spirit immediately raised his whiskers, nodded and bowed, and said: "Wang wait a moment, the servant will ask someone to inquire."

"..." He seemed to want to know.

It took Ye Qianchen a long time to snorted coldly from his nose, and casually took over the memorial Su Quan picked up from the ground, and looked at it at will.

The news of Xianyun Temple came very quickly.

Ji Ruoqing was drinking with the roster of new beauties, so as to dispel his sorrows.

She drank a whole jar of peach blossom wine, drunk and unconscious.

Hearing this news, Ye Qianchen, who was pretending to review the memorial, hooked the corners of her lips imperceptibly, just feeling a relief in her heart.

Oh, woman, it was you who said that you didn't want to wait for the bed, it was you who made the lonely go to find other women, and it was you who was drunk like a dog now.

For some reason, Ye Qianchen had a feeling of revenge, and even the words on the memorial that had been invisible were pleasing to the eye.

This night, after knowing Ji Ruoqing's reaction, he reviewed the two-hour memorial in one breath, feeling refreshed.

…

The next evening.

After Ye Qianchen dealt with the affairs of North Korea and China, he listened to Su Quan's report on the movement of Xianyun Temple as usual.

The human-like Su Quan focused on reporting Ji Ruoqing's situation.

"Ji Meiren looked sad, and ordered another half jar of peach blossom wine. She was drinking it!"

Ye Qianchen suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, strode outwards, and the corner of the moon white tapestry and cloud dragon-patterned robe cut a bitter chill in the air.

"..." Su Quan reacted and immediately slapped the dust, shouting in a shrill voice, "Come on! Set up the Silk Cloud Palace!"

The front Ye Qianchen took a sudden step, so scared that Su Quan thought he was arrogant, but he heard Ye Qianchen say in a calm voice: "Su Quan, you send someone to the treasure house, and take the amethyst from the lonely mother's queen. Fetched the hairpin."

Since she wanted it so much, he let her take a look.

It's just... show her a few glances at most, and he will take the hairpin back and play with it as a cat or puppy.

…

As a result, there is now Ji Ruoqing holding the hairpin, looking left and right, and can't put it down.

The hibiscus flower carved from the alexandrite on the hairpin is dazzling and dazzling, reflecting the candle flames becoming more and more bloody, exquisitely exquisite, reflecting in Ji Ruoqing’s eyes full of water, like a cluster of small flames burning vigorously. , Shiny and red.

Ye Qianchen waved his hand, intending to take away the hairpin in her hand.

Said as she wished, so just gave her this hairpin.

But the king's grace has always been taken away, so he is now going to take it back.

It's just... Ji Ruoqing flashed her hand and escaped Ye Qianchen's hand.

She held the hairpin tightly with her tender fingertips, her eyes were shining as if she had obtained a rare treasure, her mouth couldn't help grinning, and she was too drunk at first glance.

"..." Ye Qianchen had no trouble, so he had to raise his hand against her bright and white forehead, and grab the hairpin from her with the other hand, "Return the hairpin to the lonely."

"If you don't pay it, you won't pay it~" Ji Ruoqing hummed and hid the hairpin backhand behind her, but the whole body was planted softly into Ye Qianchen's arms.

It happened that Ye Qianchen's hand was against her forehead, so she couldn't go down, but the weight of her whole body was pressed onto Ye Qianchen's hand.

Ye Qianchen's face was so ugly that it was about to drip out, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ji! Ruo! Sunny! You stand still! Give the hairpin back to the lonely soon!"

Ji Ruoqing smiled stupidly, stuck out her tongue at Ye Qianchen, made a grimace, and stuffed the hairpin into her arms, and said silky drunk eyes: "No~ I... I don't have the strength..."

After speaking, Ye Qianchen only felt that her body was softer.

If he hadn't been forced to reach out and put his arms around her waist, this stupid woman would definitely fall to the ground, breaking the baby hairpin by the way.

"...Ji Ruoqing! You will return the hairpin to Gu! If you don't return it again, you won't be guilty of being guilty." Ye Qianchen ignored the gentle touch of his hand, and the soft waist that didn't hold a full grip, and The scent of peach blossoms on her.

He only cares about the safety of the hairpin now.

If it breaks, he definitely wants Ji Ruoqing's family to bury him!

Ji Ruoqing raised her eyes ignorantly, and her large, bright apricot eyes suddenly became wet and filled with tears.

She was holding the hairpin, her white and tender face pressed against the hibiscus flower, and she said in tears: "I...I just like it! You...you can't give it to me... how is it so beautiful? Oooooo..."

Good-looking is good-looking, what is it about crying?

Ye Qianchen's face was so dark that he was utterly black, and a bitter cold air lingered all over his body, and his eyes were more like Wannian Glacier, cold enough to freeze people.

But Ji Ruoqing, who was drunk, couldn't notice at all, still holding the hairpin with red and drunk eyes, smiling like a baby, hot all over, as if it could melt all the glacial cold currents.

"Okay, I'll send you off for the time being. But if you dare to damage a little bit, I want you to die without a place to be buried!" Ye Qianchen's brows frowned, and he warned cruelly.

"Hey, you are so fierce." Ji Ruoqing suddenly tilted his head and buried him directly in Ye Qianchen's arms, hammering his chest with a small fist.

Ye Qianchen:...

In fact, he can be a little bit fierce.