After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

The scene in which Qin Zhuoyu was sent in was no different from Ji Ruoqing, except for Ye Qianchen's mood.

On the day when Ji Ruoqing went back to bed for the first time, he looked at the red cinnabar mole at the end of her eyebrows, and the candlelight was swaying in her clear glazed apricot eyes, so beautiful that he couldn't move his eyes.

At that time, he thought she happened to be the person he was looking for, and his heart was full of wind and thunder, as if he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

But now, Qin Zhuoyu was lying on the dragon bed wrapped in a brocade quilt, with a beautiful face and a faintly white neck.

But Ye Qianchen felt that there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he didn't even have the idea to do that stuff with Qin Zhuoyu later...

However, if you change Ji Ruoqing's bedtime, just look at her, he will have imagined countless beautiful pictures, thousands of postures and scenes in his mind...

Ye Qianchen shook his head lightly, and put his ridiculous thoughts and untimely comparisons aside, and set his sights on the beauty in front of him again.

Qin Zhuoyu bit his lip and looked at him nervously, his beautiful face looked very gentle and obedient.

For some reason, Ye Qianchen thought of Ji Ruoqing again.

She was like this every time she went to bed, she looked a little nervous, and her delicate and beautiful little face was always filled with a pleased and well-behaved smile, which seemed to be very obedient.

But in the depths of her clear eyes, the hidden rebelliousness and carelessness, he could see clearly.

In fact, she also didn't like him, not at all.

He knew very well that Ji Ruoqing wanted to restore the country just for his power and status...

Inexplicably, he felt more unhappy in his heart, and Ye Qianchen's eyes became deeper and more horribly cold.

Qin Zhuoyu shrank a little, and called out delicately, "Wang..."

Ye Qianchen glanced at Qin Zhuoyu with a stern look. The first reaction was...

This voice doesn't sound as good as Ji Ruoqing's, and I guess later... it doesn't make much sense to hear her panting.

You know, Ji Ruoqing's voice is delicate and soft, and her trembling and crying can make him forget everything. She just wants to pinch her waist and torture her more severely, listening to her begging for mercy again and again.

Comparing the voice of the jade beauty in front of him, Ye Qianchen only felt a little boring.

He held back for three days, thinking about Ji Ruoqing's body tomorrow and night for a long time, the green smoke girl said that changing a concubine is also the same ecstasy.

But now... he doesn't seem to be interested much.

Qin Zhuoyu saw that Ye Qianchen hadn't moved, so she just stood on the edge of the bed and stared at her. Her eyes were deep but she couldn't see the emotions in it. She only felt more shy.

After Qin Zhuoyu entered the palace, there was someone who taught her how to wait for the bed, so she already knew everything.

Although shy, seeing Ye Qianchen standing so calmly and distantly, she became even more anxious and flustered.

Thinking of being taught "to take the initiative in bedtime, make the king comfortable, don't let the king take the initiative to serve you", Qin Zhuoyu blushed slightly, and the hands hiding in the Jin quilt twitched silently, tightly wrapped around him. Jin Yu pulled a little loosely, revealing a corner of the snow-white and charming scenery.

"..." Ye Qianchen naturally noticed this little movement of Qin Zhuoyu.

It's just... there is a comparison in his mind.

There is neither the whiteness of Ji Ruoqing nor the tenderness of Ji Ruoqing.

It should feel...and not Ji Ruoqing's slippery...?

Ye Qianchen stretched out his hand to confirm the guess in his mind.

But when he was in midair, his hand stopped again and dropped straight down to his side.

For some reason, it hasn't started yet, but he suddenly felt that everything was dull...

"Come here, send her back." Ye Qianchen suddenly turned around and walked outside the sleeping hall.

Qin Zhuoyu:...

She couldn't understand why... he obviously reached out to her...

I heard that he has always been cruel. Before coming, she had been instructed by the people in the Qianchen Temple. They said that every time Ji Meiren waited in bed, she could only hear her begging for mercy. Ji Meiren’s voice was always hoarse the next day, and he must have been there. These things are also extremely cruel.

Although she is shy and scared, she has already summoned the courage to welcome his grace for twelve minutes, but why he...reluctant to touch her...

The extremely sad Qin Zhuoyu stayed in the brocade with a look of sadness, shock, aggrieved and puzzled, and was carried back intact.

And Ye Qianchen...

He returned to the study of Qianchen Hall, picked up the memorial again and reviewed it.

"..." Although Su Quan had served Ye Qianchen for many years, he still couldn't understand the most brutal emperor in the history of Ye Kingdom. He didn't dare to ask anything at the moment, so he could only rush to follow Ye Qian. Chen arrived in the study and sent someone to light up the lights in the study.

After that, Su Quan could only stand by and study the ink, and waited carefully.

Although he didn't understand why Ye Qianchen suddenly sent the Yumei who was sleeping in bed back, he could clearly feel that Ye Qianchen was in a bad mood.

Don't touch his brow at this time...

In a panic, Su Quan, who was immersed in ink research, suddenly heard Ye Qianchen's indifferent voice.

"I suddenly thought that there are still some memorials that have not been read, and my heart is uneasy. The people's affairs have not been resolved, how can I be drunk and in love?" Ye Qianchen held the memorial indifferently, and his black eyes swept across the memorial sharply. With a flick of the pen, it was written on it.

Su Quan:...

As a close-fitting eunuch, this is the right time to flatter hard.

Su Quan racked his brains and praised Ye Qianchen's diligence and love for the people without leaving any traces. He just breathed a sigh of relief and heard Ye Qianchen say again.

"For today's matter, Yumei is afraid to feel wronged. Tomorrow you will pick something from the treasury and send it to her." Ye Qianchen's tone is still indifferent, as if he didn't take the matter to his heart, and just said casually. Say.

Su Quan nodded repeatedly, thinking about what to pick and send to Yumei.

To Jade Beauty tonight, this matter is more than a bit of a grievance... This first time, she was returned intact, and I am afraid it will be difficult to raise her head in the palace in the future...

Just as he was thinking, Su Quan heard Ye Qianchen asking indifferently and casually: "What's going on in the Silk Cloud Palace?"

Before Su Quan could react, he immediately replied: "Everything is business as usual."

This is how Su Quan answered on weekdays, so Su Quan blurted it out without thinking about it.

However, when he saw Ye Qianchen was holding the wolf's pen, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at his child deeply and quietly, Su Quan suddenly realized that this answer was really wrong!

Su Quan sorted his thoughts for a while, and hurriedly bowed his waist and replied, "Go to the king, although everything is as usual in this Slender Cloud Palace... But Ji Meiren twisted her foot. She hasn't gone to bed at this time, and is crying and crying and refusing to take medicine. …"

A trace of disdain flashed through Ye Qianchen's eyes, his face was as cold as frost, and he hummed softly from his nose: "Then you don't need to take medicine if you cut your foot."

Su Quan:...

Sure enough, he is still a familiar king, this sounds too familiar...

"The slave..." Su Quan wondered whether he wanted to go on and say, saying that he went to the Silk Cloud Temple to preach a decree and cut off Ji Meiren's foot?

Fortunately, Ye Qianchen interrupted Su Quan's words directly: "Can there be a message in the Silk Cloud Palace?"

Su Quan was stunned. He didn't dare to fabricate the story, and quickly said, "My lord Qi, when the first Jade Beauty hasn't come here, Ji Meiren passed the message and said that she had sprained her ankle. I want to invite Wang to come and see her..."

Seeing Ye Qianchen's darker and darker face, Su Quan hurriedly bit the bullet and continued: "After that...Xu Shi Ji Meiren was afraid to interrupt you to rest, so he didn't send any more words..."

Ye Qianchen's face was already sinking into a mass of ice.

Su Quan:...

For a moment of spring night, who dares to disturb you...

Of course, Su Quan only dared to say this in his heart. After seeing Ye Qianchen already embracing a stormy aura, Su Quan hurriedly saw the wind and said, "But the slave has not been to the front hall just now, maybe Ji Mei sent a message to the minion and didn't know it. Why not go to the front hall to see the minion now?"

Ye Qianchen stared at Su Quan coldly, as if squeezing a word from his teeth: "Get out!"

"..." Su Quan didn't dare to say anything, and hurried to the front hall.

Fortunately, there is indeed a little **** in the front hall who came to pass the message.

It's a pity that this little **** was sent by Yumei, and said that after Yumei went back, she cried and fainted...

At this moment, Su Quan didn't have time to care about any jade beauty. After looking around for a long time and realizing that the Xianyun Temple really hadn't sent anyone to spread the word, Su Quan bit his head and went back to the imperial study room.

Su Quan has been an **** for twenty years and has always been loyal and upright. He has never done anything to deceive the master, and never said anything to deceive the master. He did not expect that his fame in the first life would be ruined tonight...

There is no way...It's important to save your life...

From the moment Su Quan stepped into the Imperial Study Room, he felt Ye Qianchen's silent eyes fall on him, staring at him unmovingly, obviously waiting for the answer he brought back.

Su Quan walked to the Jinsi Nan wooden table case under tremendous pressure, and said, "My king, Ji Meiren indeed sent the palace clerk to pass on the message."

Su Quan obviously felt the coldness on Ye Qianchen's body eased a little, but the bottom of his eyes was still cold.

Su Quan had no choice but to go on and say: "Ji...Ji Meiren said, please...invite Wang Dafa to come over and take a look at her compassionately, just one glance..."

Hearing this, Ye Qianchen's coldness finally dissipated, but there was still no expression on his face, and the bottom of his eyes was still black, but the corners of his lips were gently raised, full of ridicule and disdain, from the nose There was a cold snort.

"Oh, since she begged hard, then the lonely reluctantly went to see her?"

…

Xianyun Temple.

Ji Ruoqing was sitting on the top seat with red sandalwood and lotus patterns, wrapped in several layers of white gauze and tied tightly with his right foot gently shaking, but his face was sad.

Because Grape was holding a bowl of black soup medicine, standing beside her tirelessly persuading her: "Beauty, this medicine was made by Mr. Ji specially instructed the small kitchen to boil it for you for three hours. You are about to drink it. Bar…"

Ji Ruoqing frowned in pain, and shook her head like a rattle: "I don't drink, I don't drink... Grape, you know my twisted ankle is a fake, how can I get along with my brother and even persuade me to drink medicine? ?!"

Ji Ruoqing deliberately pretended to twist her feet to bring Ye Qianchen over. She remembered that she acted like this in the novels and TV dramas she had read. Once the emperor in it made a check, he would temporarily diverted to visit the injured concubine.

Therefore, in order to act real, she performed in front of all the palace people in the Xianyun Temple. The ones who really knew that she was not injured were Ji Ruoyu, who is good at medical skills, and the grape that served her close by.

But…

Unexpectedly, not only did he not call Ye Qianchen's big pig's hoof, but also steal the chicken and fail to eclipse the rice, which actually caused her to drink such a bitter medicine...!

Ji Ruoqing couldn't figure it out. She was only acting in a play, why drink the real medicine? !

Ji Ruoyu was afraid that she didn't know the bitter medicine she hated the most, so he deliberately tortured her...

There was a hint of shyness in the big watery eyes of Grape, and he said with a sigh of relief: "What is the beauty saying...The slave...The slave and slave haven't been in the same relationship with Master Ji..."

Ji Ruoqing:...

Putao probably has never read a book, and thinks that it is the same thing to be in harmony with each other and to sing with each other...?

Forget it, too lazy to explain so much, Ji Ruoqing twisted her head: "Anyway, I don't drink it!"

Grape bit her lip, and said embarrassedly: "Beauty, Mr. Ji said that the medicine is for drinking, and the acting has to be a full set..."

Ji Ruoqing rolled her eyes, and now the grape mantra is "Master Ji said" every day, and her ears became calluses.

The two were in a stalemate. The little palace lady in the small kitchen brought a bowl of hot soup and medicine over, replaced the bowl in Grape’s hand, and persuaded by the way: "Beauty, you can drink the medicine soon... this medicine. It’s been cold for a few bowls, and the medicine jars are all filled. This is the last bowl..."

Ji Ruoqing's eyes lit up, so dare you!

At the end of the consumption, the bowl of medicine was cold, so she didn't need to drink the medicine!

A small flame of hope was igniting in Ji Ruoqing's heart, and suddenly a cold and low voice came from far and near.

"I heard that you were crying and refusing to drink medicine, and begging to see you alone?"