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The hall that was originally full of singing and dancing was completely silent at the moment, and the representatives of all factions who came to celebrate the birthday kept their mouths shut and fidgeted restlessly.

Beigong Qiyi stood in the hall and looked at Qi Yong coldly, while the man above poured a glass of wine and handed it to Beigong Juechen's mouth. Beigong Juechen looked down at the wine cup, but Opened his mouth and drank the wine slowly, Qi Yong stretched out his hand to wipe away the wine stains around his mouth, and said with a smile: "That's good."

Beigong Juechen frowned slightly, and sneered, "I underestimated you." His voice was hoarse and low-key, and his original arrogance remained undiminished. Qi Yong moved his hand to his dark green eyes, Slowly covering it, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Ah Chen, don't look at me with such eyes." That kind of arrogant look like an emperor, just wants to be crushed severely, let people The man showed a pained expression.

Beigong Juechen looked at him, his expression remained unchanged, his internal energy was sealed now, his whole body was limp and weak, he could only be held in Qi Yong's arms, "What exactly do you want?" Qi Yong smiled, hugged him and stood up , smiled at Beigong Qiyi in the hall: "It's almost time, I wish the young palace master all the best." After saying that, he laughed and walked away holding Beigong Juechen.

Beigong Qiyi looked at his receding back, her heart soared with anger, she even broke through the blockade of internal force, and spat out blood, Helian, who had been watching him all this time, was startled and wanted to rush up, but she saw someone first Standing next to Beigong Qiyi one step at a time, Chu Muji held his waist and asked worriedly, "How is it?"

Reaching out to wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth, Beigong Qiyi squinted her eyes and looked at the extremely bright sky outside the hall rendered by the lights, and said coldly: "I'm fine." Chu Muji breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Qi Yong The reason why the owner of Beigong was kidnapped was because..." Beigong Qiyi felt a little cold all over, and Chu Muji immediately knew that her guess was correct, so she couldn't help but sighed, "What do you want?"

Beigong Qiyi slowly withdrew her gaze, snorted coldly, turned around to look around the hall, and slowly raised the corners of her lips, but that smile made people feel a chill go straight to their foreheads, "Since everyone has seen this I, Li Zhuang, are not unreasonable." He took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve. The body of the bottle was white without any modification. "This medicine is just to make you forget about today's incident, and it has no side effects at all."

Although everyone didn't want to be coerced, but this was Lizhuang, and Beigong Qiyi obviously only gave them two choices, either forget it, or... die!

Seeing that no one raised any objections, Beigong Qiyi smiled in satisfaction and called: "Come here." Many guards walked in together, "Young Master." Gong Qiyi took out several identical white porcelain bottles and gave them to them, and ordered in a low voice: "Let all the guests settle down, and then take them to rest."

It wasn't until the follow-up matters were dealt with that Beigong Qiyi let out a long sigh of relief. Now there were only him and Chu Muji in the hall. He picked up a jug of wine from the table, poured it down, and then slammed it down. Throwing the wine jug to the ground, he looked at the fragments on the ground and said fiercely: "I should have hidden him long ago, so that no one can see him!"

Chu Muji suddenly felt that her friend's mentality and thinking were very wrong, and she couldn't help but say: "Bei Gong, you..." Bei Gong Qiyi scolded herself secretly, and when she looked at him again, the darkness in her eyes was gone. After disappearing without a trace, he stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "When Qi Yong was leaving, the eldest brother made a gesture to me, telling me to be safe and not to be impatient. I think the eldest brother should have a way."

Chu Muji nodded, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, the two of them were speechless for a moment.

Putting the man on the bed carefully, and locking the man's hands with iron chains, Qi Yong smiled in satisfaction, "This iron chain is made of fine iron, even if your skill recovers, it will not be broken. of."

Beigong Juechen looked at the black iron chain on his wrist, and said with a sarcasm: "Don't tell me you want to kill me to avenge Ao Haojun? I think you should thank me." Qi Yong shook his head, picked up his A lock of long hair was playing in his hands, "He is my master, I should avenge him, but..." With a hand that held the hair, Beigong Juechen's slanted eyebrows moved slightly, "I But I don't want to kill you."

Beigong Juechen glanced at him indifferently, Qi Yong let go of his hair, stretched out his hand to untie his hair crown, any long black hair spread out on the bright red soft brocade, Qi Yong stared at Beigong Juechen With a slight smile in his innocent eyes, he took off his complicated coat layer by layer. Beigong Juechen's expression changed slightly, and he said with a sneer, "So you have taken a fancy to this body."

Qi Yong shook his head and nodded again, he took off the last layer of obscene clothes on Beigong Juechen's body, the man was naked at this time, naked, lying in a sea of ​​bright red, blue silk stretched out, his skin like creamy fat, he was biased against him. The whole person looks calm and majestic, which makes people feel excited but at the same time can't help being afraid.

Qi Yong's hand walked over his delicate and moist skin like jade, and then pinched a red breast on the left chest.Li rubbed and played with it carefully, and sighed: "I do like your body, but I not only want your body, but also your soul!"

Beigong Juechen looked at him mockingly, and said with a sneer, "Idiots are talking about dreams." Qi Yong smiled lightly, the movements of his hands became more and more passionate, and his hands slowly moved down, holding the man's limp He leaned over and kissed Beigong Juechen's cold brows and eyes, and said softly, "I'm not just an idiot."

But at this moment, Beigong Juechen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly raised his palm. Qi Yong seemed to have expected it, his abdomen shrank suddenly and then retreated from the palm. The pear blossom wooden table in the center of the room was instantly shattered, bright red The bed curtain on the bed was also torn into strands due to being swept by the palm wind, but the iron chain on Beigong Juechen's wrist did not move at all.

Beigong Juechen frowned with his slanted sword eyebrows, he was still lying naked on the bed, his long hair that was above his waist vaguely covered the sex hanging between his legs.He looked at Qi Yong with no expression on his side, and said flatly: "This poison is not bad, it took me a lot of time to get rid of it."

Qi Yong let out a long sigh, and said regretfully: "It's a bit faster than I thought, what a pity, the owner has such a beautiful body, I can only look at it now, not touch it..." Bei Gong Jue Chen pulled a bright red brocade quilt to cover his body casually, and said with a grinning smile: "It's not impossible for the palace master to touch it, why not trade it with your life, okay?"

Qi Yong walked in front of him thoughtfully, Beigong Juechen didn't move, just looked at him with squinted eyes, Qi Yong's hand caressed the cracked bright red curtain on the side of the bed, shook his head and said with a smile: " It's a pity that I prepared this room, but it's not in vain to see the owner of Beigong lying on it." He closed his eyes slightly and then opened them slowly, sighing: "This is better than Haitang. Spring sleep should be a bit more beautiful..."

Beigong Juechen cast a gloomy glance at him, and lazily turned his body sideways. The bright red brocade quilt only covered his waist, exposing his snow-white and muscular chest. Locked with an iron chain, but the expression on his face is three points arrogant and seven points arrogant.

Qi Yong's breathing was stagnant, and he narrowed his eyes slowly.