"What kind of person is the leader?" Ye Wuji was sitting in the imperial garden playing chess with Xie Hanyi. She asked, "Can he successfully conquer Nanliang?"
Xie Hanyi's slender white fingers casually picked up a black chess piece and placed it seemingly casually on the corner of the chessboard. He looked up at Ye Wuji and smiled: "Of course not."
"Then you still send him! Is there no one capable in the court besides you?"
"This has nothing to do with who is sent. Xiao Jingting is different from the emperor of Daqi. He is still somewhat capable, and he also has a group of capable ministers and officials. It is a pity that his son is so unsatisfactory that I have the opportunity to take advantage of it." .”
"Aren't you also his son?" After Ye Wuji finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake. He quickly handed a fruit on hand to Xie Hanyi's mouth and said with a flattering smile, "Pretend I didn't say anything."
Xie Hanyi swallowed the fruit and rolled his tongue around Ye Wuji's fingertips. If he would get angry because of such a sentence, he would not be Xie Hanyi.
"Being born without raising someone is not a father. My surname is Xie, not Xiao."
"I made a mistake, Master, please don't mind."
Xie Hanyi picked up a stray hair of Ye Wuji and showed a charming smile: "If I mind, how will Wuji make up for it?"
"Everything I have was given by Master. If Master wants anything, just come and get it yourself."
"Then..." Xie Hanyi walked up behind Ye Wuji, held her shoulders and said something in her ear. Ye Wuji's face instantly turned red.
"This, this won't work!" Ye Wuji shook his head repeatedly.
"I don't believe it." Xie Hanyi sighed and said quietly, "Wuji just now swore that everything was mine, but it turns out he is also a child who likes to lie."
"I, I..." Ye Wuji groaned for a long time, his head almost burrowing into the cracks in the ground, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Then... Master, we can't let others know."
Xie Hanyi laughed out loud, his laughter full of joy. He picked up Ye Wuji, stopped playing chess, stopped talking, and walked straight into the palace, quite impatiently.
"I, I, I'm not ready yet!" Ye Wuji struggled.
"What preparations are there for this kind of thing!" Xie Hanyi held her hand down, "I'll just teach you."
Xie Hanyi gave an order and Ye Wuji made a move, putting all her shame aside. She didn't know how she survived.
My waist was sore, my limbs were weak, and my mouth was filled with a weird fishy smell, but fortunately I didn't faint. Ye Wuji opened his eyes and looked at Xie Hanyi's sleeping face beside him.
This face is still as handsome as ever, and everyone who sees him will be shocked. Who would have thought that underneath such a face is a ruthless and paranoid heart. Wisps of hatred overflowed from Ye Wuji's eyes, almost uncontrollably pouring out. Ye Wuji quickly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
No, not yet, she must be patient. She could not refuse or escape, and even death was a luxury wish. She was trapped in this exquisite prison, forcing herself to smile every day, and gradually she even believed it to be true, thinking that she really liked her current life.
Zhan Qingfeng is dead, Zhu Tan was killed by Xie Hanyi because of his betrayal, Aslan can't save herself, Aunt Liu, her identity has been exposed, not to mention her martial arts is mediocre, no one can save her, she can only save herself! This man is no longer her master. He is an evil ghost who has ruined her peaceful life and cut off the good thoughts in her heart. Since she cannot escape, she can only choose to use offense as defense.
She is the emperor of Daqi. Since she has been put in this position, how can she be worthy of Xie Hanyi's careful planning if she doesn't make good use of it.
Ye Wuji had a lot of thoughts, and fell asleep as he thought about it. Xie Hanyi beside her was always breathing steadily and long, and his hand was holding Ye Wuji's waist tightly, full of possessive meaning.
The so-called "fellow bedfellows" are nothing more than that. Does Xie Hanyi really think that he can control a person's feelings with just a legendary dagger? No one knew what he was thinking, maybe even he didn't understand it himself.