Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

However, before killing Chu Yichen, Jiang Que was entangled with other things.

The reason was that he went to look for Qi Yu, and found a nightgown under his quilt that he had not had time to deal with.

Jiang Que was so scared that he wanted to stuff it back to him quickly, but Qi Yu just finished taking a shower and appeared at the door in a single white dress, staring at him with a serious look.

The darkened face and the sharp knife that appeared from under the sleeve, locking onto Jiang Que's neck and trying to kill him with one blow, was the response he had planned.

Qi Yu came back too quickly, so Jiang Que, who wanted to stuff the clothes back, had to pull them out again. He took a deep breath, and like a husband who discovered his wife was cheating on him, he pretended to be angry and threw the clothes at Qi Yu.

The dark eyes narrowed dangerously: "Your Highness Thirteen, why don't you explain why this nightgown appeared in your room."

"It's just an ordinary piece of clothing, please don't make a mistake, sir."

The clothes hit Qi Yu and then fell down.

Qi Yu looked straight ahead, his clear gaze met Jiang Que's. He stepped into the room slowly in his nightgown and approached Jiang Que.

Jiang Que grabbed Qi Yu's collar and pulled him over. Relying on his tall stature, he spoke in a deep voice without mercy: "There was a theft in the mansion some time ago. Do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you? What is your purpose in coming to Yujing? Revenge?"

Qi Yu was pulled over and his neck was strangled painfully.

Facing Jiang Que, his eyes suddenly turned red: "Then tell me, sir, my country was destroyed, my family was ruined, my father and mother died tragically, I was sold as a slave, and I lived all the way from Beiyan to Yujing, living like a ghost. Why? If I don't seek revenge, do you still want me to kneel down at your feet and beg you to pity me?"

"Master Jiang, ask yourself, did you think highly of me when you went to Xianglou and spent three thousand gold coins to buy me? When you passed by the imperial city in your carriage and saw me being bullied by the soldiers, did you ever think of saving me? In your eyes, the lives of Beiyan, a group of captives from a fallen country, are worse than those of slaves sent into exile."

"We are on different sides. You haven't experienced what I have experienced. What qualifications do you have to blame me?"

"I stole the map of the imperial city, I killed the maid of Chen Taifu's family, and I even ordered the killing of the third and sixth princes who died on the way to their fiefdoms. My Lord, tell me, I have committed heinous crimes. As the deputy of state affairs, how will you punish me?"

Qi Yu had a crazy smile on his face. He was not afraid at all when Jiang Que grabbed his collar. He kept moving closer to Jiang Que like a patient until he kissed him on the lips.

Jiang Que was stunned! !

No, aren't we in a confession bureau? !

The knife in your hand should have slashed my neck and killed me right now, so that I could arrest you and put you in a dark room and do something else.

You don't play by the rules!!

Jiang Que was thrown onto the bed by Qi Yu. Although the boy was small, he was extremely strong.

He untied Jiang Que's belt, and threw the emerald green flute and waist belt to the ground, making a sound. The boy's tender and slender fingers wandered over every inch of Jiang Que's skin.

Jiang Que understood what he wanted to do. He stared at the young boy's but already extremely handsome face. Just by looking at his facial features, he could tell how handsome and enchanting he would be when he grew up.

"My lord, I'm sorry." Qi Yu hugged Jiang Que and kissed him gently on the lips, with an apologetic look in his eyes: "I'm sorry for offending you."

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A night of indulgence, the room is filled with warmth.

Moonlight sneaked in through the open door, shining into the room where clothes were scattered all over the floor. A waist belt that fell to the ground was covering half of the emerald flute, which was illuminated by the night that sneaked in, giving off a dim glow.

The elongated figure was reflected on the ground, and even the moonlight was embarrassed and quietly left the room.