After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Dark Seven: "..."

Thinking that the exposure was not too obvious, Dark Seven even "accidentally" stepped on a dead branch.

However, Zhao Yan still frowned deeply and didn't realize it.

There was no other way, An Qi had no choice but to draw the scabbard on purpose.

Zhao Yan... still didn't hear it.

Dark Seven: "..."

With a pursed mouth, he was so annoyed that he could hang an oil pot immediately.

In fact, Anqi didn't have to be hypocritical, he deliberately avoided being picked up after he chased him out, he was just afraid of getting angry, and he was not willing to go out so happily.

Although the matter has passed for quite a while, every time he thinks about it, it is still a nightmare, which makes him feel lingering fear.

Rationally, he felt that what Zhao Yan did was right, but not emotionally.

If it were him, he would sacrifice his life for the Savior without hesitation between his master and himself, but he couldn't accept Zhao Yan's death in front of him.

On the way after chasing him, An Qi's mind was in a mess, but what he didn't expect was that Zhao Yan didn't notice that he was so exposed!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he bent down to pick up a stone, raised his hand and threw it towards Zhao Yan's back.

After throwing it away, I didn't want to deal with it anymore, so I turned around and ran away.

Zhao Yan was hit in the back and turned around, seeing An Qi who was about to run, his eyes lit up, he jumped to catch up, and the moment he landed, he grabbed An Qi's belt and pulled him into his arms.

"You've been hiding from me for so long, why are you still running away?" Zhao Yan hugged him tightly, wishing he could carry him home.

An Qi has no expression on his face, but his eyes are burning: "Let go!"

"Don't let him go." Not only did Zhao Yan not let him go, but he even hugged him even tighter: "I let you go and run away, where can I find it, good little Qi, you still haven't calmed down after so many days?"

An Qi stiffened his neck and did not speak.

Zhao Yan sighed: "At that time, I was really in a hurry. There is no way to stop them more effectively and quickly than this, but I know..."

"What number do you have?" An Qi was already angry, but when he heard him say that now, his face turned cold, but his eyes quickly turned red: "You almost died!"

"Little Seven..."

"Let go!" An Qi gritted his teeth and struggled: "Since you put your life and death aside like this, you won't come to me anymore, we..."

"If it were you, what would you do if you knew that someone would harm my elder brother?" Zhao Yan hugged An Qi tightly, no matter how hard he struggled, he would not let go.

An Qi stopped struggling and sneered: "I killed them!"

Zhao Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "But they are also my relatives."

"So, I'm making trouble for no reason, and I don't understand your sacrifice for righteousness, right?" An Qi lowered his head and stopped looking at Zhao Yan.

"No." Zhao Yan saw that the person was sad, and hurriedly said: "You are not making trouble for no reason, I know you care about me, please be careful, I was wrong about this matter, I will never dare again in the future, good little Qi, you Forgive me once, okay?"

"You're just trying to fool me." An Qi was unmoved.

"Then what exactly do you want me to do to forgive me?" Zhao Yan said pitifully.

An Qi's heart moved, and he looked up at Zhao Yan: "Are you willing to do whatever I ask you to do?"

"Will go through fire and water, and will not hesitate." Zhao Yan expressed his determination with a solemn expression.

"You don't need to go through fire and water." An Qi rolled his eyes and smiled: "If you want me to forgive you, I want you to disguise yourself as a woman and walk around the city three times."

"Ah?" Zhao Yan was stunned: "Men, a man disguised as a woman? I am a big and three thick, can I see women's clothes? How hurtful?"

An Qi directly bent his elbow, making Zhao Yan take a few steps back, pinching his wrist, twisting and pushing, turning around and breaking free.

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand to pull the man back into his arms, leaned close to An Qi's ear to flatter him, and said, "If you really want to see me disguised as a man, I can show you in private, not only for you, but also on the bed. You can do it in women's clothing."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, Zhao Yan was quite eager to try it, but seeing An Qi's ugly face, he had no choice but to hold back his thoughts and continue coaxing.

"I know this, and I made you feel scared and sad." Zhao Yan kissed An Qi on the face: "You can punish me however you want, but the harm is not as bad as the innocent, and the masses are innocent, so it is too much to hurt their eyes It's too inappropriate."

"You are making sophistry." An Qi's face turned cold: "You have pushed back even this request, and begged for my forgiveness?"

An Qi didn't talk nonsense with Zhao Yan any more, pushed him away and jumped to run away, but was cut off by Zhao Yan who was following him and overtook him, and put him firmly into his arms.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't run away."

Seeing that An Qi has become obstinate, Zhao Yan doesn't care about dressing up as a woman, so he hastened to smooth his hair, otherwise this person will hide again, where can he find him?

Although An Qi stopped struggling, he did not look at Zhao Yan with a cold face.

Zhao Yan sighed: "Isn't it just parading in women's clothing? I will wear it!"

An Qi paused when he heard the words, and looked at him suspiciously.

"But I have a condition." Zhao Yan said.

An Qi raised an eyebrow.

"You have to go home with me." Zhao Yan leaned into An Qi's ear and said, "When the enthronement ceremony is over, I will ask my elder brother to marry me, and we will also marry each other like elder brothers and others, okay?"

An Qi was taken aback, looking at Zhao Yan's affectionate and hot eyes, her face blushed suddenly, but without hesitation, she pursed her lips and nodded.

"Good boy." Zhao Yan raised his hand and rubbed An Qi's head, pulling him away: "Let's go, let's parade in women's clothing now!"

Zhao Yan did what he said, he dragged An Qi back to the Third Prince's Mansion, and immediately asked someone to find women's clothes to change into. Not only did he change into women's clothes, but he also wore a bun, emerald beaded hairpins, heavy makeup, and a jeweled look.

An Qi, who was originally watching the excitement, leaned on the door with his sword in his arms, and as Zhao Yan put down the bronze mirror, he turned around slowly. Seeing the indescribable makeup, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Does it look good?" Zhao Yan watched An Qi's reaction with satisfaction, and winked at him angrily.

An Qi shuddered, and at that moment, goosebumps exploded from the chills.

But this is what he asked, so he had to nod even if he had to bite the bullet, but the stiff neck had its own persistence, and it refused to give in no matter what.

Just... just like what Zhao Yan said, very hot-eyed.

Zhao Yan didn't care about An Qi's reaction, and walked up to him with her skirt in hand. Under the shocked eyes of the servants, she pulled him out the door.

"Get someone to lead a horse." While walking, Zhao Yan ordered to the butler who was already in a mess in the wind.

The butler really didn't know what kind of stimulation the master had received, but he didn't dare to neglect the order. He shook his hands, bowed his body, turned around and asked someone to make arrangements.

When the two walked out of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, the servant was already waiting there with a brown horse.

Zhao Yan curled his lips into a smile, his eyes flashed slyly, and without giving An Qi a chance to react, he hugged him by the waist and jumped onto the horse's back.

"drive!"

Hold the rein and shout the order, and the horse will immediately gallop.

When An Qi came back to his senses, Zhao Yan was already in his arms, and he rode a horse for half a street, attracting countless passers-by.