After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

Ye Qianchen's heart in the past few days is like a raging fire, extremely tortured and uncomfortable.

It has to be said that the reason why he was willing to accept Ji Ruoyu brother and sister to live in his palace, and promised to help Ji Ruoyu when the time was right, to jointly conquer the country and divide the city, Ji Ruoqing accounted for a large part of the factor.

Because he thought that Ji Ruoqing was her.

No one knows that when Ji Ruoyu took Ji Ruoqing to appear outside his palace, her eyebrows were exquisite and her appearance was beautiful, especially the cinnabar mole at the end of her eyebrows that was scorching far away in the sun, so amazing that he almost turned his hand. The jade pull finger smashed to pieces.

No one knows how many days and nights he has been tossing and turning for it just with this one look, and coveting it.

It's just that he is not sure whether Ji Ruoqing is her or not.

The position of the cinnabar mole looked like her.

But... Ji Ruoqing didn't bring out the token he gave her.

And it seems that she has forgotten everything between them...

He was angry, and she seemed to have forgotten him completely.

I also complained, complaining that he was the only one who was stuck in the memory these years, but she lived heartlessly.

Even more annoyed, why she has become such a woman with all kinds of shortcomings now, why didn't she show up to her earlier...

All kinds of complicated emotions rushed to his heart when he only thought of her, and twisted into a ball to torment him.

Therefore, when Ji Ruoyu offered to dedicate her to him as a beauty in order to cultivate Jiguo and Yeguo, his heart was in turmoil.

Although Ji Guo has only Ji Ruoyu and Ji Ruoqing left.

But if Ji Ruoqing is really her, she is more than enough.

That night, he stared at the dragon pattern flying above his head with his eyes open, and thought about it all night.

On the second day, he sat on the throne of the main hall, watching the two of them standing below, and said lightly, "Okay."

The panic in my heart was only understood by the palm he was pinching.

If Ji Ruoqing was young and had forgotten everything between them, then he wouldn't blame her.

Assuming that Ji Ruoqing didn't care about the token he gave her and threw it away, that's okay.

Even if Ji Ruoqing is greedy for vanity, pretentious, and pampered, it can be tolerated.

As long as... Ji Ruoqing is her.

But he couldn't confirm, so he could only confirm by letting her wait in bed.

I have to admit that this is the most crappy method.

…

In fact, at the last moment, he was still hesitating.

Looking at those similar eyebrows, it seemed to be a cinnabar mole on the heart.

He told himself that Ji Ruoqing was her.

He has been looking for her for so many years, waiting for her for so many years, she can't be her.

The hope full of hope gradually ignited his courage, and he was willing to bet if the bet could win her.

pity…

The moment he broke through the obstacle, he knew that Ji Ruoqing was not her.

Complicated emotions of regret, regret, anger, and embarrassment flooded into his heart, surging into a violent sea under his eyes, as if they could wash away everything.

How dare the woman in front of him lie to him? !

How dare to pretend to be her to lie to him? !

At this moment, tyrannical anger swept his world. He just wanted to torture her severely, make her cry, make her beg for mercy, make her painful, and make her desperate.

He didn't take into account Ji Ruoqing's crying and screaming pain.

Anyway, Ji Ruoqing wasn't her, so why did he have to do with him even if he died?

He also ignored Ji Ruoqing's **** wounds because of being too rough.

Anyway, Ji Ruoqing wasn't her, and he wouldn't frown even if her blood was flowing.

…

He tortured Ji Ruoqing in this way and also tortured himself.

Over the years, he has been sinking in pain, and only memories with her are the only ray of light that shines into his dark world.

But he couldn't find her, and even a wicked woman like Ji Ruoqing came to pretend to be her.

Then... he will drag Ji Ruoqing into the misery together, even, he wants Ji Ruoqing to suffer more than him.

Who caused Ji Ruoqing to ignite a little hope in his world, but in the end he fell into a darker and deeper abyss.

…

It's a pity that she only hurts the body, but he hurts the heart.

Because he discovered that on the second day after going to bed, he always thought of her unconsciously.

Thinking of the ecstasy, moist and firm, at that moment, he felt that he was mostly unwilling to change as a god.

Just thinking about it, I felt that it was tingling from the bones to the top of the head. The small characters on the memorial in my hand became ants crawling around, and the voices of the ministers below turned into flies.

No matter what you do, you can't do it well, but a beautiful picture emerges in my mind.

I remembered that the end she draped behind, like a waterfall of green silk, was pressed under her body and meandered.

Thinking of her moist apricot eyes, the tears shone, and she breathed slightly, the teardrops fell from the corners of her eyes, and then fell on the white jade-like ears.

Thinking of her slender, snow-white neck, curled up toes, and the pink plum blossoms.

…

That day, he did nothing.

I just feel that there is always a fire burning in the lower abdomen, and there is no way to relieve it, and it is hard to describe.

…

In the end, he couldn't help but summoned her to wait in bed.

Obviously hate her, but the physical feeling is so real, so ecstasy, so ecstasy.

He pressed the cinnabar mole on the end of Ji Ruoqing's eyebrows, and kept lying to himself, using her as a substitute.

I deceived my body, but couldn't deceive my heart.

After several times, he had to admit one fact.

He was addicted to Ji Ruoqing, of course, just physically.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

In order for Ye Qianchen to completely destroy this ridiculous idea, he did not call Ji Ruoqing to sleep for several days.

What's more ridiculous is that he seems to think of her more easily.

Thinking of her every gesture, every begging for mercy, every moment enough to provoke all his enthusiasm...

In the end, there was nothing wrong. The memorial could not be maintained, but the mood became more and more irritable.

Ye Qianchen asked himself, he would never let anyone lead his nose, let alone Ji Ruoqing.

How could he... become addicted to such a woman?

Ye Qianchen changed into casual clothes and went out of the palace, maybe... it's just that the government affairs are busy these days, and he is overworked...

Ye Qianchen comforted himself, rode his horse to the Liuhu Lake outside the city, looked at the reflection in the water, his sword eyebrows were tightly twisted.

There are many paintings on the Liuhu Lake, and a woman with a pretty and pleasing dress poked her head out and said in a gentle voice: "What's wrong with the son? Why don't you get on the boat and have a little wine and talk to the green smoke?"

Ye Qianchen squinted at her, then turned away in disgust.

Noisy and nauseous.

"The son is annoyed by feelings, right?"

Ye Qianchen's footsteps paused slightly.

"Hey, in this world, there are too many things that love to leave and not want to be asked for. If there is something in your heart, no one can talk about it, but you can tell me and listen to it. I have a bad memory, and you will forget it. , Quandang vented a bit."

Ye Qianchen turned her head and looked at her coldly: "No need."

Qing Yan was stunned, and quickly chuckled, so as to ease the atmosphere: "If the son has something to worry about, he can also talk about it. After all, the son looks young. The matter between the man and the woman must be I haven't experienced much, because I don't understand it, so I feel so worried."

"..." Ye Qianchen raised his eyebrows coldly, "you understand?"

Qingyan immediately understood, and directed the painting boat to lean against the shore, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face: "Don't worry, son, Qingyan knows a lot, and you will be satisfied!"

Ye Qianchen glanced at her disgustingly, avoiding the hand she wanted to support him, and stepped into the painting.

This wait is two hours.

…

After coming out of the painting boat, Ye Qianchen looked at the burning sunset in the sky, and a sarcastic smile evoked at the corner of his lips.

He had never understood things between men and women so much. He talked to the green smoke girl for two hours, as if initiating, as if he had understood a lot.

Oh, woman.

After Qing Yan listened to the intermittent encounter that he could not talk about, he leaned forward and backward with a smile. He resisted the urge to wipe her neck with a knife before listening to her finish.

"Hahahaha, Lord Qian! You...you just haven't touched a woman before, and you feel fresh for the first time, so you have such a deep memory!"

"You men, you will understand after you taste the taste of women~"

"As long as there has been one time, I often think about it, and think about it every day, it's normal..."

"Since Mr. Qian doesn't like the current concubine, he didn't hang him on a tree. Why don't you find more concubines? You try again with other girls. This is the same thing! What a taste! ,it's the same!"

…

Ye Qianchen thought about it and thought it was a good idea. Why didn't he think of it earlier?

Maybe it’s because I planned to protect her like a jade...

It's a pity that he was cheated away by the stupid woman Ji Ruoqing for the first time. He must make her pay for it!

But this is not a top priority.

The top priority is to solve his troubles of restlessness, trance and fantasy all day long, and...get rid of Ji Ruoqing!

…

Thus, there was the scene of Ye Qianchen calling Yumei Ren to go to bed.

After Ye Qianchen had dinner, Su Quan held the whisk and waited respectfully and asked, "Wang, it's getting late, do you want to send someone to pick up Yumei?"

Ye Qianchen was silent for a long while, before speaking, he heard a report from the eunuch.

"Wang, there is news from the Xianyun Temple." The little **** was dressed in a crimson eunuch's uniform. He had just arrived at the Qianchen Temple today, so his voice was trembling with nervousness.

Because the last little **** who passed the message has been dragged out by Ye Qianchen and chopped off his head.

"What news?" Ye Qianchen asked casually, playing with the glass cup in his hand.

"It's Ji...Ji Meiren said that she sprained her foot, thinking...I want to invite the king to see her..." The little **** trembled and finished.

The corner of Ye Qianchen's mouth twitched, with a sardonic smile: "Don't go."

"You tell her that the spring night is worth a lot of money." Ye Qianchen stood up and sneered, "So...no time!"

Ye Qianchen glanced at the little **** who was stupefied in the same place. There was no idea to kill the little **** who was stuttering and ignorant. Instead, he turned his head and said to Su Quan.

"Go and take the lonely beauty."