The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

The true energy on the paper knife was dissipated, and the folded page floated down leisurely, with one corner pinched between two fingers.

Yang Huiyu casually glanced at the scribbled writing on it, and was suddenly slightly taken aback.

He moved the paper a little closer to his eyes, and his eagle-like gaze swept over the paper again.

After identifying it for a while, he suddenly laughed a few times: "What is this?"

"Prescription." Qi Meng sneered, "A panacea, immortality can cure all diseases."

"The same as that set of exercises for cultivating immortals?"

"You don't need to give this to the Patriarch." Qi Meng didn't have to answer his question, the answer was obvious at a glance, "You might as well take it into the palace and show it to the old... Maybe we can get some rewards. "

Yang Huiyu laughed lightly: "Young Villa Master has a lot of research on cultivating immortals. Back then in the Thunder Mountain Villa, he preached scriptures and sermons in front of those Jianghu people, and he was more immortal than the gods living in the palace. "

"Yes." Qi Meng nodded and said, "Why don't you bring him directly into the palace. Although he is not very good in other aspects, at least his face is pretty beautiful, which is more pleasing to the eye than those old men with a nose. If he can serve the imperial court, maybe You can still get angry with that vixen."

The two taunted each other, making clear arrangements for Chi Si's future whereabouts.

Qi Ji lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, silent.

After a while, Yang Huiyu asked again: "What are you going to do at the Yinyi Pavilion?"

Qi Meng said coldly: "What can I do? I will go to the street to find a Taoist priest to buy a book, randomly copy a few pages and take it back to the errand, and temporarily gag the mouths of the people below. No matter what, I can be deceived for a few months. As for after..."

She gave Qi Ji a sideways look with no expression on her face: "Let's talk when we can't hold back."

Yang Huiyu had nothing to do with himself, and smiled playfully: "Ah Ji just raised a little boy outside, why should the Yinyi Pavilion make such a mobilization of teachers and people?"

"Raising a pretty boy almost cost me my life. This little boy is worth a lot of money." Qi Meng snorted coldly, "Hermitage Pavilion never does money-losing business. Can this little boy earn back the money he got from sending him to the palace?" ?”

Qi Ji still sat on the side, not saying a word.

Qi Meng frowned slightly: "Speak."

"..."

"say."

"Nothing to say."

"It's hopeless." Qi Meng couldn't bear it any longer, "Ah Ji, you also encountered ghosts when you walked around at night a lot, and you were fascinated by ghosts? If he is sincere to you, I'll just turn a blind eye. But you also saw it today, that kid has a stubborn nature and talks nonsense, what do you like about him?"

"I can understand that," Yang Huiyu interjected at the right time, "It's rare in the world to see such beauty in Shaozhuang. As long as you don't delay your business, it's okay to have fun."

Qi Meng glanced at the silent Qi Ji again: "Peerless beauty? Wouldn't it be more necessary to send people to the palace to compare with that vixen."

……

Chi Si followed Qi Ji, taking a panoramic view of the scene here.

The five tastes and feelings in my heart are mixed and intertwined, and I don't know what to say.

Qi Mengzui has a poisonous heart and a kind heart, so he quietly gave Qi Ji half a pill of the antidote, even if Qi Ji got poisoned, he would not die.

Even if she really wants to die, Yang Huiyu will grab the antidote for him.

Even if he didn't have his own elixir, Qi Ji would still be fine.

——He is not the only one in Ah Ji.

He didn't know what Qi Ji's wish was.

I don't know what they have been planning carefully for decades.

He didn't know how Qi Ji's family was, were his parents still alive?But there are other blood relatives?

He knew too little about Qi Ji.

But he knew that Qi Ji had the deepest love for him, and he also had deep love for A Ji.

They were attracted to each other from the very beginning.

He doesn't know what Qi Ji wants, but he can give anything.

***

The setting sun and twilight shrouded the land, thousands of households lit up their lights, smoke curled up from the kitchen, tired birds returned to their nests, and pedestrians hurried on their feet.

Qi Ji opened the door and went back to the courtyard. The warm candlelight reflected from the window and cast a shallow shadow on the bluestone board, which was a kind of indifferent tranquility.

The door was wide open, and someone was waiting for his return.

All conspiracies and schemes to fight for power and profit can be completely isolated from the door, this is home.

Chi Si was not outside, and there was a slight noise from the bedroom.

He walked to the door slowly and silently: "Fourth brother, it's time to eat at the table."

What he saw in front of him was startled suddenly.

Chi Si had just gotten out of the bath, and the room was still filled with steam.

Her long black hair was casually pulled into a high ponytail, and her snow-white robe was draped over her body, revealing half of her insides, vaguely revealing her firm, strong and slender figure like bamboo.

She had a domineering smile on her alluringly gorgeous face, with a touch of laziness in her flamboyant attitude, just like the gentle wind and clear sun in March, dazzling and dazzling.

Qi Ji smiled lightly, and said softly, "It's time to eat."

"I'll eat later." Chi Si took him into his arms and walked into the compartment behind the screen, "The water temperature is just right."

He whispered in his sweetheart's ear: "Do you want me to help you?"

"No, yes." Qi Ji gently pushed away the approaching face, "You go out first, I'll be fine soon."

After washing off the dust and fatigue, when he came out, he saw Chi Si lying on the bed again.

He shook his head and smiled lightly and stretched out his hand: "Get up first and eat."

The slender five fingers were clasped by the other hand, and in the next breath, they were pulled into the soft pillow of the high bed.

"A Ji," Chi Si kissed his ear softly, with a sweet and deliberate temptation in his deep smile: "Do you want to taste my taste?"

The scorching temperature was quickly ignited, and the warm candlelight complemented each other.

"Go and eat dinner first." Qi Ji pushed the person away gracefully, intending to get up, but his lower back was pressed tightly and it was difficult to move.

"Ah Ji," Chi Si pressed him tightly against his body, gently nibbling on his smooth neck, "You obviously want to."

They embraced each other and fell asleep every night. He had long wanted to have a chat with him, but Ah Ji kept restraining himself and respecting etiquette and patiently refusing to touch him.

Occasionally, I even doubt whether the other party has such a heart.

However, the breathing that was almost imperceptible in the past gradually deepened, the cold body ignited scorching heat, and everything that could not be suppressed clearly revealed the feelings in his heart.

Qi Ji half propped himself up, looked down at him from above, his reddish eyes showed the utmost restraint of a modest gentleman.

"A Si," his breathing was long and heavy, and his clear voice was tinged with passion and hoarseness, "After a while, when all the dust settles, I, Ming Media, will marry you, okay?"

"No, okay." Chi Si kissed him everywhere, provocatively.

"Ah Si," Qi Ji held down the hand that was irritating everywhere, and he was in a rage, "I don't want to dirty you."

"But, I, want to."

Chi Si understood the other party's thoughts.

He thought that he would die at any time, and he didn't want to cross the last boundary with him.

He didn't want to explain any more.I don't want to be patient anymore.

Since he couldn't explain it in words, he showed everything about himself in front of the other party's eyes without any concealment.

He wants his sweetheart to taste himself completely.

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