An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Ji Yue turned around, her phoenix eyes darkened with a dangerous look, but her voice was as gentle as water: "Oh? How do you want to kill Gu?"

Wei Lian did not speak again, and fell into a deep sleep, breathing deeply.

Ji Yue's patience was exhausted, his expression gradually became cold, and he stuck to the young man's slender neck.

The force is tightened, and there is a tendency to directly strangle people to death.

He never stays with anyone who plots against him.Since it has been determined that Wei Lian approached him with murderous intentions, no matter how interesting this thing is, he cannot keep it.

The sleeping young man's face quickly turned red, showing pain, struggling: "Let go, let me go—"

Ji Yue's eyes trembled violently, and subconsciously let go of his hand, and after he realized it, his face sank like water.

...he couldn't do it.

"Ji Yue!" Wei Lian's brows relaxed, and he curled up and muttered, "Why do you always bully me... You don't even let people live in your dreams."

Ji Yue said coldly: "You want to kill Gu, and you still expect Gu to treat you well?"

After Ji Yue finished speaking, he also felt ridiculous.

... What is he saying here to an unconscious drunk?

Ji Yue refused to admit that when he heard the young man say that he wanted to kill him, his heart twitched violently.

It hurt like a pinprick.

Why does it hurt?

He should have known.From childhood to adulthood, all those who approached him and treated him well all had purposes and calculations, and all wanted his life.

As far as he is concerned, he is not even as trustworthy as Ah Meng, a dog.

Now that I have gotten used to approaching with a purpose, since I have accepted the reality indifferently for a long time, and since I have learned to alienate everyone quietly, why do I still feel pain?

There are so many people who want to kill him, Wei Lian is not the first, and will never be the last.

But it was the only one called Ji Yue who was reluctant to do it.

That is the person who can tell him "what are you afraid of", that is the person who can play and play with him freely, that is the person who can play seven games with him regardless of the outcome, that is the clarity in the troubled times. People who are as clean as snow.

Wei Lian is different.

He thought that Wei Lian was different.

The youth is as cold and transparent as ice and snow, but as warm as the scorching sun, the melting spring scenery breaks Ji Yue's heart that has been frozen for many years.

Now, the seam that was so hard to open has been closed again in this sentence "I will not kill you, my surname is not Wei".

Ji Yue whispered: "So...you are no different from them."

The young man on the bed was still sleeping quietly and never heard what Ji Yue said.

Ji Yue slowly sat down beside the bed, caressing Wei Lian's flawless face: "Wei Bang wants you to kill the orphan?"

He didn't expect Wei Lian to answer, but he didn't want Wei Lian to speak vaguely: "That stupid king... is worthy of me?"

Ji Yue was slightly startled, almost thinking that Wei Lian had already woken up.

But looking at it again, the young man was still sleeping peacefully, probably taking his inquiry as a dream.

It's a great opportunity to ask questions.

Ji Yue tentatively asked: "You call your father the King Hunjun?"

"What kind of father is he?" Wei Lian murmured vaguely, "He asked me to kill you... but I refused. Who does he think he is? If he wants me to kill him, I will kill him. How shameless I am."

Ji Yue: "..."

"Besides, I have no grievances with you, so why did I kill you." Wei Lian whispered, "Following you can still eat and drink spicy food, I'm only asking for trouble when I'm crazy..."

Ji Yue's eyes were cold: "Thank you so much."

It turned out that he was so beneficial, useful, valuable, and valuable in Wei Lian's mind.

At the same time, I felt relieved.

The corners of his lips rose uncontrollably, and his mood became very happy.

Wei Lian never thought of killing him.

...Wait a minute, since you didn't want to kill him before, why do you want to kill him now?

Ji Yue asked this question and waited intently for Wei Lian's answer.

This time Wei Lian was quiet for a long time, so long that Ji Yue thought he was fast asleep.

Wei Lian suddenly muttered, "Ji Yue, you're better off talking in your dreams. You're too hard to serve outside."

Ji Yue smiled but didn't smile: "Is this how you view Gu?"

He no longer cared about Wei Lian calling him by his name in his dream.

Ji Yue asked himself that he had tried his best to tolerate Wei Lian.Except for Wei Lian, who could be so presumptuous in front of him and still be safe.

Of course, others dare not be presumptuous.

"Otherwise, what do you want me to think!" Wei Lian frowned at this point, looking very angry, and even sat up angrily, half-opening his misty eyes.

He sat up suddenly, making Ji Yue tremble with fright.

The snow-like young man was not sober, but looked at him half accusing and half wronged: "Who isn't a baby anymore?"

"You used to be a son, and so did I!"

"Why do you always punish me to kneel, let me kneel in the snow, kneel on the ground, choke my neck, force me to take poison, and let people cut my tongue every now and then."

The young man complained in a low voice: "I am in pain."

His beautiful eyes glared at Ji Yue viciously, and his drunkenness was misty, and even his voice seemed to have been greatly wronged: "It hurts so much that I want to kill someone."

Ji Yue felt a little guilty after being stared at.

These kinds of behaviors, when he did it, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but when Wei Lian said it all together, anyone who heard it would probably think that he was a jerk.

"I'm so afraid of pain." Wei Lian suddenly leaned forward, leaning on Ji Yue's shoulder, and closed his eyes tiredly, his voice was inaudible.

"When I was young... I had an argument with Wei Jiao. He called me motherless, and I said you were motherless. Mrs. Li heard this, and she punished me to kneel in the snow..." He said in a low voice, "One day All night."

"It's much more ruthless than you."

Ji Yue stiffly supported the young man who fell into his arms, suddenly feeling a little distressed.

He encountered ups and downs, so Wei Lian did not.

His childhood was poor in the cold palace, but he was accompanied by his mother to avoid disputes in the harem.However, Wei Lian's biological mother died early, and he grew up alone in a man-eating deep palace.

He hugged him into his arms and coaxed him softly: "I won't punish you in the future."

He paused again, and said angrily, "You mustn't think about killing the king anymore."

Wei Lian lay in his arms, looked up at him, his eyes were as pure and flawless as snow: "Say what you say."

Ji Yue lowered his eyes: "You are not joking."

Wei Lian looked at him steadily.

Ji Yue rarely felt a little nervous.

Is this... sober?

With a sudden force, Wei Lian threw him down, lying on his chest.

He groped around Ji Yue's body, his bright eyes sparkling and empty.

Ji Yue's heart missed a beat.

The young man's long hair fell down and became entangled with his black hair.

According to legend, when two people are entangled with each other, it means that their love begins to entangle.

"Anyway, this is a dream..." Wei Lian said to himself while pulling on Ji Yue's clothes, "I must get back the face I lost. If I fail three times, I will do it once."

Ji Yue was caught off guard and pressed on the bed, his mind went blank for a moment.

Ask, ask for what?