Meng Eqi saw that he was so frank, but he didn't know what to do. There is always a sense of guilt in my heart, His Majesty the King of Hell cares about her so much, and she even tried him for poison! Meng Eqi couldn't stand the condemnation of her conscience, and hurriedly said, "It's much better. Your Majesty is busy with official business, so I'll go first!"
Sheng Jiayan tidied up his cuffs and said slowly: "It's now three watch, the gate of Youdu has been closed, you can't go back to the city of death."
Youdu is the imperial city where the King of Hell is located, and it is closed according to the time of the sun, and Meng Eqi and his subordinates live in the city of death outside Youdu.
Meng Qiqi looked at Sheng Jiayan's eyebrows as if they were made of ice and snow, and they were beautiful. She wondered why when she saw Sheng Jiayan, her heart jumped up and down!
Seeing Meng Eqi's staring blankly, Sheng Jiayan turned around and took out a brand-new silk quilt from the cabinet and put it on the bed, and said, "So tonight you will be here for the rest of the night."
Meng Eqi, who heard this, seemed to wake up from a dream, and it seemed that she realized that she would not be able to go back tonight.
"What!?" She shouted: "The token is in your hand, you can get it if you open the door! Isn't the opening and closing of the door of Youdu all a matter of His Majesty's words!"
Sheng Jiayan looked directly at her, without evading his eyes: "This king accidentally lost the token."
Meng Qiqi's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it, Sheng Jiayan would also throw things!
"That doesn't matter, the guards guarding the city all know me, so I'll brush my face!" Meng Eqi thought about it, thinking in her heart that if the guards wouldn't let her go, she would fight all the way back to the city of death.
"The defenders of the city are devoted to their duties and work hard during the day. How can you disturb their rare rest time at night?"
It's so reasonable, I can't argue with that...
"Then... good." Meng Qiqi had no other choice: "Then I'll sleep here, where will Your Majesty sleep?"
Sheng Jiayan pointed to a bamboo couch opposite the bed.
Meng Qiqi didn't know which tendon was attached wrongly. He glanced at the bamboo couch and frowned, "Oh, there is nothing on this bamboo couch. It's cold and hard, so you won't catch a cold after sleeping all night?"
In fact, she wanted to go down and ridicule by the way, but Sheng Jiayan nodded thoughtfully after hearing her words, and then said: "Since you are like this, then this king is not welcome."
"What!?"
When Sheng Jiayan turned over to bed, Meng Qiqi was still stunned with his mouth open, but he was fine, he took off his robe, shoes and socks and got into another quilt, leaning his head and looking at her: "Aren't you going to sleep?"
How can I sleep like this! It's a ghost if I can sleep tonight!
Meng Qiqi finally reacted a little: "The pillow is too high, I may not be used to sleeping. I still go to sleep on the bamboo couch..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the bamboo couch cracked in half.
"..." Is there such a coincidence!
With a dead face, Sheng Jiayan stretched out his long arms in front of Meng Eqi: "It seems that there is no other way, I can only sleep with this king on the same bed. If there are not enough pillows, just use this one."
- It always feels like something is not right.
Meng Qiqi climbed onto the bed trembling, not daring to meet Sheng Jiayan's eyes, she lay on her side with her back to Sheng Jiayan, her chest beating like thunder.
Meng Eqi hurriedly held down her heart, what the hell! I am a ghost, how can I still have a heartbeat!
Fortunately, Sheng Jiayan seemed to slept very quickly and was safe all night.