Morbid pet

A gust of wind blew through a small open window, and the dim yellow candlelight on the table crackled and shone faintly.

The candlelight illuminated Xie Zhao's face brightly, but it couldn't shine into his eyes.

Xie Zhao bit his tongue hard, tasted the sweetness of blood before pushing Changle away embarrassingly.

The drowsiness swept over like a tidal wave, and the overwhelming fire of love was extinguished, leaving only tired and chaotic eyesight, Chang Le pointed to the unfinished cup of tea with the last sliver of clarity and said: "You added sleeping powder to this water? "

Xie Zhao nodded with a smile, and then the person in his arms fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Xie Zhao rubbed his thumb against the rim of the teacup, and rubbed it on the place stained with Changle lip balm, then wiped his own lips with his thumb, and drank the rest of the sleeping water in the teacup in one gulp .

Taking advantage of others' danger does not exist.

Xie Zhao only took advantage of it once, and that was the wedding night.

Right now, they don't have a husband and wife relationship, so naturally they can't trample on others at will.

He will wait for the flowers to bloom.

Wait for the moon to come.
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Here, Gongsun Yu went crazy.

Then the eyeliner in the black market told him that Xie Zhao never came out after entering the wine shop
Black market, wine shop.

Half of Gongsun Yu's facial features were hidden in the shadows, his eyes were on fire, and the proprietress of the restaurant was kneeling in front of him, "Matchmaker, you know I'm looking for her in the black market, why didn't you tell me immediately?"

The matchmaker is the proprietress of this black shop. She is afraid of this black market owner from the bottom of her heart, but she is also very grateful to him for finding a safe and secure business for herself here.

The matchmaker trembled her shoulders and said: "Master, I don't know the origin of the two, and they spend a lot of money here, so I dare not tell."

Gongsun Yu laughed back angrily: "It's been half a year since your black shop welcomed that girl as a customer, right? What kind of wine did you sell her?"

The matchmaker pointed to the pink wine bottle on the table next to her and said in a low voice, "Red Crisp Wine"

Gongsun Yu frowned, "I remember that all the wine here has been fortified, what are you drinking the crispy red wine for?"

The matchmaker let out a slight ah, and then said: "I added some fun ingredients. But, it's very small, and it's safe. I won't feel anything when I wake up tomorrow."

The anger in Gongsun Yu's eyes burned to his face, he pulled out the butler's sword behind him in a rage, and then stabbed the matchmaker's scarred face with great force!

A sword pierced Hong Niang's face through her skull, and suddenly a smell of blood and filth spread from the wine shop, making people sick.

The matchmaker also lost her life because of her greed.
Gongsun Yu jumped over her corpse, then strode into her backyard, grabbed a servant and ordered in a cold voice: "Take me out of your backyard."

Seeing the death of the boss, the young servant dared not refuse, and immediately walked tremblingly in front to guide the way.

Gongsun Yu almost had to run all the way. He ran to King Zhao's mansion, followed by a dozen top assassin veterans. If Xie Zhao really took advantage of others, he would rather take the risk of being shuffled tonight. Zhao went to the road to be buried with him!
The extreme anger burned his heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

When he thought of Li Chuchu's tenderness after drinking that kind of wine, he wanted to kill like crazy.

This is his treasure that he has coveted for ten years.

He murmured: "Chuchu, Li Chuchu."

He came back from the imperial prison in the middle of the night, and ran into Gongsun Yu and the others. He stepped to the door and asked, "Master Gongsun? Why are you looking for the prince so late?"

Gongsun Yu's eyes turned scarlet with anger, he said coldly: "I don't want to waste time, take me to find the princess right now."

"Your lord, you drugged the princess and kidnapped her."

In the middle of the night, his eyelids twitched, and he tried to communicate in desperation: "I'll go in and tell the prince first, the princess should not be at our house."

Gongsun Yu pushed him away, and the assassins behind him surrounded Ye Midan. Seeing this, the doorman behind had already slipped in to look for Xie Zhao.

The concierge knows.

The prince carried the unconscious princess back alone in the middle of the night.

Isn't that proper kidnapping? !
In the middle of the night, looking at the well-armed assassins around him, he said coldly, "Young Master Gongsun is also a prominent figure in the capital, why are you so angry with the prince?"

Gongsun Yu pushed aside the assassin, walked up to Ye Midan, and lifted him up from the ground like a chicken, "You think I have a good temper, don't you?"

"Let him go!" The dark carved wooden door was suddenly opened.

Xie Zhao was standing at the door in a black brocade gown with python pattern and brocade embroidery. His skin was pale and his eyes were cold. The moon was shining on his face, but his deep pupils couldn't be seen clearly.

Gongsun Yu let Ye Midan go, then turned to the assassin behind him and ordered: "Go in and bring the princess out, don't hurt her at all."

"Yes." The leader of the assassins bowed to accept the order and was about to lead the people into the mansion.

Xie Zhao sneered, clapped his hands, and dozens of dark guards dressed in black came out from the dark place of King Zhao's mansion. They all pulled out their knives, gathered together, and aimed at the dozen or so assassins.

Xie Zhao patted Gongsun Yu's shoulder, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Gongsun, do you really think that I'm just for nothing?"

Gongsun Yu scolded in a cold voice: "Hand over Chang Le, or I'll make people trample down your ruined palace!"

Xie Zhao: "What if I say no?"

Gongsun Yu punched Xie Zhao's face. Seeing this, the assassin also directly attacked the hidden guard. In the huge courtyard, fortunately, there were few decorations, otherwise, how many things would be damaged in one night.

The movement on their side was so loud that even the sleeping Chang Le was woken up.

Her head hurts, and her memory is intermittent. She heard the sound of fighting, instinctively felt the danger and wanted to get up, but found that she was in the palace, or this familiar bed. She paused, and sat up up.

She called Dian Cui and Die Shi several times, but no one responded to her.

Something happened in the front yard?
She put on her shoes and walked slowly to the study. On weekdays, Xie Zhao lives in the study.

The light in the study was still on, there was a piece of rice paper spread out on the octagonal sandalwood desk, and there was an unfinished picture of a beauty, she glanced at her clothes, then at the picture, she herself was asleep Looks right
She took the painting in her hand, and supported herself to find Xie Zhao.

Only now did she realize that there was something wrong with the wine she drank, and at this time, she still wanted to find someone to post it in her mind!

pissed off.

Changle had a premonition that Xie Zhao was in the front yard.

Sure enough, before he reached the front yard, he heard Xie Zhao's voice.

"What do you call Changle? This king is still her ex-husband after all! What's wrong with taking care of her? You, a black market owner, can lose people in your own territory. Now you come to this king to vent your anger. Do you think it's interesting? "

Chang Le guessed it.

"Stop beating!" Chang Le walked out from the courtyard, her snowy cheeks were slightly red, the corners of her mouth were also a little red, her eyes were wet because she didn't sleep well and she drank too much, she looked very distressing.

The frantic beating scene fell silent.

Xie Zhao strode towards Chang Le, and asked with concern, "Does the headache hurt?"

Snapped--

A loud slap fanned the night sky into heat.

Chang Le twisted Xie Zhao's face, forcing him to lower his head and bring his ears to her mouth. She said in a voice that only he could hear:
"Xie Zhao, the girl has been drugged. Is your solution to give her sleeping soup?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are eunuchs so observant of masculinity?"