Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 89
Imperial decision department, Yunzhongyuan.

Entering the main room, Bei Jue locked the door behind his back, and just put down the person on his shoulders, and watched her fleeing in a hurry.

"I'm here to bury Concubine Ming's body. If the lord doesn't have special instructions, I won't accompany you. I'll leave."

Before she could run out, Bei Jue blocked her way with a big stride, grabbed her arm with one palm, and pulled her back.

"You dare to tease this king's distinguished guests with mud and water, you are not small."

Ye Qizhu shook his arm, pretending to be dazed: "I don't understand what the lord means."

Bei Jue's eyes were piercing: "I don't know that there is another dish of rice tea in the tribute from Fanbang."

Ye Qizhu unconsciously pursed the corners of her mouth, dodging: "I heard that the tea is good for the mouth, and it's just a good time to wash their vicious tongues."

Bei Jue raised his eyebrows, revealing a touch of pampering helplessness: "This king has spoiled you."

Ye Qizhu blinked, smiled embarrassingly, and continued to pretend to be confused: "I... I still don't understand what the prince said. I'm afraid the prince has misunderstood the person. This is the first time I see the prince, so how can I get used to it?" Bad words?"

Bei Jue's narrowed cold eyes tightened up a little in an instant, and a dark light penetrated through the narrow and narrow, directly forcing Ye Qizhu back to the corner of the table, and then raised his hand to rest behind her.

"you sure?"

"My memory has always been very good, and I can't remember it wrong."

Staring at the corners of her tightly pursed mouth, Bei Jue didn't say anything, but leaned forward and pressed her down.

In the corner of the eye, Ye Qizhu's slender body suddenly surrounded Ye Qizhu with a proud and majestic aura. He didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or the other party's aura was too strong. From time to time, Bei Jue's face passed by, but he couldn't help meeting his eyebrows and eyes that were close at hand.

The scorching light in her eyes made her tremble again, and the hand on Bei Jue's chest slowly clenched into a fist, the backs of her fingers turned white.

Unobtrusively taking Ye Qizhu's nervousness into his eyes, Bei Jue instead of retreating, turned his face towards Ye Qizhu coldly.

"The king will help you recall the memory, and you will remember it."

The awe-inspiring breath exhaled from Bei Jue's nose and blew on Ye Qizhu's lips. The fake beard immediately pricked her nose, and she couldn't help but sneezed heavily on Bei Jue's face.

"Ah."

Embarrassed, Ye Qizhu quickly covered her mouth and nose: "I... I didn't do it on purpose."

Bei Jue took a deep breath, calmly: "It's okay, the king will continue."

As he spoke, his body that had stopped for a while came forward again.

Staring at Bei Jue's cold face that was getting closer and closer, Ye Qizhu couldn't help opening his eyes, and his upper body kept turning sideways as he approached, just like this, advancing and retreating, the back of Ye Qizhu's head With a heavy weight, she fell directly on the table, and Bei Jue's upper body also bullied her, clamping her tightly in her arms.

"Do you like to go to bed to remember, or do you like..."

"No, just here!"

Ye Qizhu hurriedly interrupted Bei Jue's words, and swallowed hard: "Here...the light here is good, the prince can see clearly that I have a beard. You won't like it, prince."

But Bei Jue gave away the eyebrows, and said lightly, "Who said that this king doesn't like big beards."

Ye Qizhu was stunned.

Doesn't he like Xiaoshou?Why did it suddenly become so heavy?

Seeing that Ye Qizhu stayed silent and didn't speak anymore, Bei Jue reached out and pressed her wrist abruptly, and with a little effort, she withdrew her hand covering her mouth|mouth.

(End of this chapter)