Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 163 Killing Hundred Flowers
Wei Ying tried not to laugh, and opened a pair of black and white eyes, looking at him without blinking.

Zhaojun approached her, angry and funny: "Do you really think that this king is so stupid that he can't tell the difference between sesame seeds and ink? If this king regards ink as sesame paste, how can there be sesame in the ink? This king today I felt that there was something wrong with the sesame, but I didn’t think about it, it turned out that you secretly added ink!”

Finally, Wei Ying couldn't help it, and burst out laughing. After laughing, seeing Zhaojun's gloomy face, she knew she was going to die.He simply broke the jar and said, "Yes, I did it. Doesn't the king just want my head? Come and pick it off."

She thought that what was waiting for her was a stormy sea, but she didn't expect that there was peace in front of her.

Zhaojun reached out and knocked on her forehead, and she couldn't help blinking: "Why do you always like to do this kind of thing like lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot? Do you really think that the king is reluctant to punish you?"

Wei Ying looked bewildered, "When will Your Majesty be reluctant to punish me?" She obviously didn't blink when she was punished, but she still remembered the thousand times of the "Diamond Sutra".

"Oh? It seems that you still want this king to punish you?" Zhaojun raised his eyebrows, "This king only uses one method to punish women."

"Copying the Diamond Sutra?"

Zhaojun raised his eyebrows and smiled, approaching her again.He leaned close to her neck and smelled the fragrance of her fresh bath, "I originally planned to let you go, but you came to provoke me."

Wei Ying became flustered in an instant, took a step back, lowered her eyes and said, "Didn't your majesty say that Linglong is nothing more than that, are there not many women in the harem who are more Linglong, and one less Linglong is quite a lot?"

Zhaojun reached out to pick up a strand of her hair and curled it around her index finger, "But my lord, I don't mind having one more."

While speaking, his lips were already close to her cheek, and his evil voice rang in her ears, and she could feel the heat on his face, "This is your own fault, do you want to move your head, or, Obediently be my king's woman?"

All of these are routines, Wei Ying understands.

Before she could answer, she suddenly felt light all over, and was picked up by him by the waist. He carried her on his shoulders, then walked to the side of the couch and threw her on it.

Wei Ying's mind went blank, and in an instant, his face was close at hand.He leaned on the couch with one hand, leaned closer to her, rubbed the tips of his noses, and raised his head to kiss her lips.

The long-awaited throbbing and rapidly expanding desire almost swallowed him up, such an indescribable feeling that no other woman would have except her.

He reached out to unbutton her clothes, but she held him back, "Your Majesty, twisted melons are not sweet."

"Just quench your thirst."

"Crooked melons and jujubes like slaves don't quench their thirst."

"Haven't you heard of it? It's sweet when crooked melons are split." His voice was a little seductive, and he kissed her side face, and when he was confused, he said: "Ah Ying, give it to me... .”

Wei Ying pushed him away as if waking up from a dream, "Your Majesty, this servant is Linglong, not Ah Ying. Linglong, I would rather be a crow than a shadow of a person."

Zhaojun stared at her blankly, Wei Ying said coldly: "I know that Ah Ying is the princess of Wei State who passed away not long ago, and also the concubine Jing who is loved by the king, and even the king's favorite. woman."

Zhaojun's face darkened: "You know too much..."

Wei State.

In the gazebo, Su Fuyao and Wei Rong are playing chess.There are many flowers outside the pavilion, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the autumn sun is not dull.

From time to time, they heard Luozi's voice, and each of them had a cup of tea, laughing loudly. In order not to disturb Taimei, the court ladies waited outside the pavilion.

"Wait until September [-]th in autumn, when my flowers bloom, the hundred flowers will kill me." The chess game had a slight upper hand, and Su Fuyao couldn't help but groan triumphantly.

"Brother Su is very interested, but this chess game is unpredictable, before it reaches the end, how do you know who is going to lose everything?"

Su Fuyao raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "Brother Wei's tone, it seems like he has a plan in mind, and the ticket to win is in his hands."

"That's wrong." Wei Rong said with a smile, "It's just a game of chess anyway, I'm afraid Brother Su will be too lonely in the palace, no matter whether he wins or loses, it's just to have fun with Brother Su. During this time, Su Brother, how did you find it?"

"I feel like she's right around me." Su Fuyao said with a half-smile.

"Oh?" Su Fuyao raised his head and glanced at him, "What do you mean? Does Brother Su think she is in the palace of King Wei?"

"No, it's just a feeling. I think the people we haven't found after searching for so long, could they have been changed?"

Wei Rong's expression gradually became deep, "This is indeed the usual style of Wu thief. It's just that he changed the appearance of people, and there are thousands of people. How should we find them?"

"Since he did this, there must be a purpose. It's darkest under the lights, could it be that the person we're looking for is actually hiding beside us?"

"If that's the case, unless they don't recognize us anymore, if not, why don't they recognize us directly?" Wei Rong frowned.

Su Fuyao said: "If there is, what is the reason for not accepting it?"

In the evening, Luo Qingqing, followed by sixteen servant girls, walked along the embankment.

The sunset in the sky is so beautiful that it is partially reflected on the sparkling moat.

And not far ahead, Su Fuyao, dressed in white, approached gracefully.

Ever since they met outside the palace last time, for some reason, intentionally or unintentionally, they always ran into Su Fuyao.

"Young Master Su is really in a good mood." Luo Qingqing said as he approached, with the corners of her lips curled up.

"The Queen's Majesty is also in good spirits."

"Ever since I got pregnant, I've been so irritable that I can't sit still in the room." Zhuge Ying said with a smile, "Can Mr. Su have dinner?"

"I've used it. I ate it with the king. He lost the chess game with me, so he wants to eat with me."

Zhuge Ying couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

Su Fuyao glanced at Luo Qingqing's slightly swollen lower abdomen, and said, "May I ask, how many months is your mother now?"

"The imperial doctor said, it's more than three months or almost four months. I'm not sure about the exact time. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing? It seems that it is very hard to see the Queen of the Day with her belly upright. It reminds Su of her lost wife involuntarily."

Luo Qingqing didn't care about Su Fuyao's ulterior motives, just happened to pass by a pear tree full of drooping fruits, even the branches were bent, Luo Qingqing was overjoyed, and stretched out her hand, wanting to pick one, but Unexpectedly, there was still a little distance, and I dared not jump.

"Let me come." Su Fuyao easily picked a big and yellow pear from under the tree, put it on Luo Qingqing's palm, and suddenly saw her loose sleeves slide down, revealing a light-colored ring on her arm Mark of……

(End of this chapter)