After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Seeing that An Qi wished he could turn into air, weak, pitiful and helpless, Zhao Yan withdrew his gaze.

"Brother, third brother has a merciless request."

The two on the other side didn't respond to the sound, but An Qi was startled, wishing he could rush over and cover Zhao Yan's broken mouth.

"The third brother wants to ask the elder brother for someone." Zhao Yan glanced at An Qi in response to Zhao Zhen's gaze.

Zhao Zhen and You Ziqing looked at each other, and they both turned their heads to look at An Qi, but saw An Qi's face full of anxiety.

Zhao Zhen withdrew his eyes lightly, looked at Zhao Yan and raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

"Dark Seven." Zhao Yan said.

At this point, An Qi could no longer remain silent: "Your Highness, this subordinate will never leave Prince Ning's Mansion, and swears allegiance to His Highness and Young Master to the death. No, this subordinate, I don't want to go with the Third Prince!"

As soon as An Qi's words came out, Zhao Yan's face darkened on the spot.

Zhao Zhen looked at the two of them, and didn't follow Zhao Yan's intentions: "Da Qi is a secret guard, not a slave. It's okay for you to ask me for someone, but the premise is that Da Qi is voluntary."

"Your Highness, this subordinate is not willing!" An Qi hastily expressed his feelings.

Zhao Yan sneered coldly: "Then your Highness, do you know that you ate and wiped out his own brother and then abandoned him?"

You Ziqing: "??"

Hu Chang: "??"

The two people who knew the inside story looked at Zhao Yan in shock.

This ability to beat back is really amazing!

Although Zhao Zhen didn't react as much as the two of them, the way he looked at Zhao Yan was hard to describe.

An Qi was even sweating anxiously: "I didn't, obviously, it was..."

"What is it?" Zhao Yan turned to look at the flustered An Qi: "Could it be that you cooked raw rice with me while I was drunk?"

"I……"

Zhao Yan's expression was cold: "My majestic third prince, there is no reason why people should sleep in vain. If you refuse to go with me, then how do you solve it?"

Dark Seven: "..."

It is obvious that I was the one who slept, but why do I feel that I can't explain it?

The third prince is too bad, he only bullies honest people!

After holding back for a long time, he secretly said: "That night, it was me, and if the third prince felt that he was at a loss, he would pay you once, and let you, you were below!"

Zhao Yan: "..."

You Ziqing couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.If Zhao Yan wasn't still around, he would have given An Qi a thumbs up.

One move kills, dictatorship is shameless.

Zhao Zhen also clenched his fists to cover his lips, and used a fake cough to cover up the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Yan didn't answer the conversation immediately, and didn't care about the two people who were watching the show, as if they were meeting Dark Seven for the first time, they looked him up and down carefully.

Dark seven... was looked very disturbed.

Just as he was fully concentrating on waiting to see the trick, Zhao Yan raised his brows without following the routine, and took it with a smile on his face: "Okay."

Dark Seven: "??"

Not only An Qi was surprised, even Zhao Zhen was extremely surprised, and even suspected that it was an auditory hallucination just now.

But Zhao Yan didn't give them a chance to react, got up and went over to grab An Qi and left: "In this case, then I will borrow from the elder brother for a day, and when the third brother finishes collecting the debt, let him come back!"

Seeing An Qi being dragged out by Zhao Yan, You Ziqing turned and looked at Zhao Zhen.

"Here, the third prince, it turned out that it was because of a mistake that he became the one above?" You Ziqing said with an incredulous expression, "It's really...you can't be judged by appearances!"

Zhao Zhen felt that it was not that simple.

On the other side, after being dragged out of the door, An Qi reacted and struggled to say nothing but refused to follow Zhao Yan, but was violently suppressed and packed away.

Until he was thrown into the carriage, An Qi still wanted to run, but was caught by Zhao Yan's waist, grabbed him back and put him under him.

"If you dare to run again, this prince will break Xiao An Qi. If you don't believe me, you can try it." Zhao Yan threatened, and then reached down with his hand, and quickly pinched An Qi's vitals.

Dark Seven was startled first, then froze.

"Being honest?" Zhao Yan kissed An Qi's lips: "I wish I had been so honest earlier, asking for trouble!"

An Qi's whole body was stiff, and his voice was tight: "Third Prince..."

"Huh?" Zhao Yan held him still, but there was a familiar playfulness in his eyes.

"You, you really want me to come back and pay you?" An Qi always felt that Zhao Yan's obedience was due to a brain defect.

Under normal circumstances, who would feel that it was a loss at the top?

A dark light flashed across Zhao Yan's eyes: "Of course it's true."

Dark Seven: "..."

Sure enough, after living for a long time, can you see anything strange?

The dignified third prince actually likes to be below!

But, even if it is on the top, Dark Seven doesn't want to.

With such a reluctance on his face, An Qi was taken to the Third Prince's Mansion.

I thought that Zhao Yan would directly drag him to the room to pay off the debt, but the other party asked someone to set up a banquet and prepare a song and dance.

All beautiful dancers.

Zhao Yan poured a glass of wine, picked it up and pinched An Qi's chin, and fed it in. After finishing, he put down the wine glass, and hugged An Qi in his arms.

"Don't you like to look at pretty girls?" Zhao Yan pulled off An Qi's belt calmly: "Look at this fat, swallow and thin ring, there are all types you want to see, as long as you stay with me, you can not only see Beautiful little lady, and my prince warming the bed."

Dark Seven: "..."

Zhao Yan directly hugged An Qi to sit on his lap, picked up the jug, pinched his mouth open and took a big gulp, causing An Qi to choke until his face turned red.

"Three princes..."

Zhao Yan didn't give him a chance to speak, hugged him and kissed him.

The dancers retreated consciously.

The huge hall was instantly emptied, leaving only the two kissing together.

Giving up with a kiss, seeing An Qi regained consciousness, Zhao Yan took a sip from the jug, then sealed his lips with a kiss, and passed the wine over to him.

Xiaobai in the love field confronts a veteran in the love field, and he loses his helmet and armor in a short while. When he comes back to his senses, he has been robbed and wiped out by the opponent again.

Afterwards, Dark Seven was a little confused.

What about asking him to pay off the debts above?

The two had already arrived on the bed in the bedroom from the outer hall. Looking at Zhao Yan who was holding him with a smile on his face, An Qi realized belatedly that he had been tricked.

No, even if he didn't get tricked, this encounter would still be unavoidable, because he didn't come voluntarily, but was brought here by force!

An Qi's face changed back and forth, she got up and was about to leave, but was dragged back.

"I owe it again." Zhao Yan said shamelessly: "Until the debt is paid off, you don't want to leave my prince's mansion."

Dark Seven: "..."

Isn't it just to fuck you twice, it's a big deal, and it can be solved with a pack of Ruanjin powder.

"Stay there honestly, run away, and I'll tie you up." Zhao Yan caressed An Qi's lips.

Dark Seven nodded.

Although Zhao Yan's actions and tone were very gentle, he did not doubt the truth of this statement at all.

"I'm hungry." An Qi said.

Zhao Yan kissed An Qi, stood up and said, "Wait."

Dark Seven blinked.

After he turned around and went out, he jumped up and went to the table to pour a pack of Ruanjin powder into the kettle.

Fortunately, he carried this thing with him, otherwise he might owe more and more debts, and he would never even think about leaving the Third Prince's Mansion for the rest of his life.

After taking the medicine, An Qi quickly lay back on the bed, and when Zhao Yan came back, he licked his dry lips: "Thirsty."

Zhao Yan immediately poured a glass of water to the side of the bed, helped An Qi to sit up, and gave him water.

An Qi took a big gulp docilely, but didn't swallow it, turned around and kissed Zhao Yan, poured the water into his mouth, forcing him to swallow it.

Zhao Yan's eyes widened in surprise at his initiative.

Give up with a deep kiss, An Qi backed away, just as Zhao Yan wanted to continue, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with him, and in the next moment, An Qi put him down on the bed.

"you……"

"Didn't the third prince ask me to pay off the debt? I'll come here and pay you back!" An Qi gritted his teeth.

Zhao Yan: "..."

In case Zhao Yan's medicine wears off too quickly, An Qi went down to pour another cup, came back and pinched Zhao Yan's mouth open, and poured it down.

"Cough... An Qi, you are doing well!" Zhao Yan choked and coughed, staring at An Qi with wide eyes.