The sickly king's smile was frighteningly gentle.
Mei Xueyi felt that he sincerely believed that killing her was for her own good - after death, he would no longer be afraid, but would sleep peacefully and peacefully forever.
This person's thoughts are so distorted and refreshing that he is even more demonic than a demonic cultivator.
Mei Xueyi glanced at him faintly: "Being with the King, I feel happy every moment. I don't want to die without the King by my side."
His morbid expression about to kill someone froze slightly, and under the corners of his narrow eyes, his muscles twitched slightly.
After a long silence, he suddenly said: "Do you want to die together?"
Mei Xueyi almost blurted out, "Please come first."
When the words came to her lips, they rolled around, and her slender jade fingers fell down his half-open skirt and touched his cold and hard body. She said angrily: "I want to be with the king even if I die."
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled absently: "That won't happen. It's getting late, and the queen should be ready to return home."
The fingers that held her chin slid to her cheeks, caressed her twice, and then leaned over. A unique voice whispered in her ears: "In front of others, you should call me Your Majesty King Wei instead of Your Majesty, you don’t need to let others know about the pleasures you have in your boudoir.”
Mei Xueyi: "?"
Mei Xueyi: "!"
Is it wrong for him to call her queen and for her to call him king? Could he think that she meant it literally when she called him King
Mei Xueyi gasped, her forehead throbbing with pain.
He stood up with a dumb smile, held her jade-like shoulders, and lifted her up.
"I dress the queen alone."
Mei Xueyi's eyebrows moved slightly, she shyly lowered her eyes and smiled, then reached out to hold his belt and followed him to the makeup mirror.
He helped her sit down, moving gently. He didn't touch any of the green and red marks on her body that he made last night.
Mei Xueyi composed herself and looked up into the mirror.
The makeup mirror in the mortal world is a bronze mirror. The yellowed mirror reflects a stunning face.
After traveling through the Immortal Realm for many years, Mei Xueyi has never seen a more beautiful woman than the one in front of her.
Everything was done just right and any makeup would only tarnish her color. The beauty of flowers and moon is nothing more than this.
If we only talk about appearance, the only person in the world who can match this face is His Majesty the King Wei behind him.
She didn't show any emotion at all, she just stared at herself in the mirror calmly and observed him calmly.
He took out the thrush pen very skillfully.
"The queen's beauty is natural and does not need to be decorated. However, Gu likes to leave his own marks on the queen." His voice was low and hoarse, so sultry that he asked, "Want to be deep or shallow?"
A row of black pens are embedded in gold velvet. Starting from the left, it is the light gray of light dark clouds. From left to right, it gradually transitions to the thick ink and deep black like night.
Mei Xueyi picked a pen with the roundest nib.
She had no choice but to prevent this pervert from pricking her eyes with an eyebrow pencil if he disagreed with her.
What is dark or light is secondary.
The cold fingertips gently lifted her chin.
The unparalleled handsome face came closer, and his breath was slightly cool, carrying the special faint fragrance in his body, intertwined with her breath.
She couldn't help but think to herself: 'It's strange that people who have been ill for a long time are actually fragrant. '
His eyes were extremely focused, he held the pen in his hand, and his movements were extremely skillful. In just a dozen breaths, he had finished drawing the tip of the tail. He was holding back a cough to draw her eyebrows, put the last stroke on it, suddenly turned his face to the side, and coughed heavily several times.
After steadying his breathing, he put down the pen and turned her face to the bronze mirror.
"How?" His voice was completely hoarse.
Long eyebrows are perfect.
Last night was her first night with him. So, did he develop his eyebrow drawing skills from other women
She frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable.
It has nothing to do with love, just the desire for exclusivity. The core of cultivating the devil's path and the ghost's path is the word 'persistence'.
Her things will never be allowed to be touched by others.
Even if he is to be made into a puppet in the future, it must be a clean puppet that only he has touched.
"Don't like it?" He tilted his head, looked at her eyebrows from side to side, took a wet cloth from the jade shelf, and wiped off the eyebrows he had just drawn, "It doesn't matter, let's redraw them."
His eyes passed across the row of black pens, and he picked out the one he had just used, crushed it into powder, and then cleaned his fingers in the jade basin.
Mei Xueyi: "..." This foolish king is a bit naive.
"Here, pick again." He was still interested.
Mei Xueyi picked up the pen with the second roundest tip.
He stared at the eyebrow pencil weirdly for a while, and after seeing through her thoughts, he couldn't help but let out a low dumb smile: "I won't hurt you."
"Of course, your Majesty has been on the battlefield for a long time and is very skilled." Mei Xueyi said half-truthfully.
He was slightly startled, his Adam's apple rolled hard, and his voice became deeper: "You are the only one."
Ah.
Believe him or not.
After drawing his eyebrows, he took out the lipstick, dipped it in with his fingertips, and gently pressed it on her lips little by little.
His eyes became dazed, as if he was reminiscing about the past or someone.
"Your Majesty is distracted and thinking about others." She said in a long tone, opening and closing her lips as if kissing his fingers, "No."
After a pause, he laughed.
His dark eyes stared at her: "In order to successfully escape with Shen Xiuzhu, I did not hesitate to use a beauty trap to paralyze the orphan. It doesn't matter, whether it is false love or forcing a smile, even if it means stabbing me in the back, as long as it is from you, I will be alone." Accept it! But, since you want to use a beauty trick, why not be more sincere?"
The smile on his lips widened, and his eyes quickly darkened.
He picked her up and sat her down on the dressing table.
He leaned forward, bowed, and roughly ate the lipstick he had just touched on her lips.
Half of Qingluo's middle coat was torn off, her back was pressed against a cold bronze mirror, and her skirt was rolled up and stacked on the dressing table.
While he was attacking, he whispered against her ear: "You are just hoping to be kidnapped by Shen Xiuzhu halfway and stay and fly with him, right?"
The queen who walked back halfway through the tribulation? She originally thought that the wild man Shen Xiuzhu was just climbing the wall or pretending to be a servant to meet him, but she didn't expect him to be so fierce.
Mei Xueyi was stunned: "What?"
He suddenly exerted force, and she hit the bronze mirror hard, exhaling half a trembling sound.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered at the corners of his lips: "You have received the news that today Shen Xiuzhu will lead people disguised as assassins from the Jinling Kingdom to kidnap you and take you away. Are you very happy? In order to leave the palace smoothly, he will not hesitate to sacrifice himself. To me, lie to me and seduce me.”
Mei Xueyi: "... No, it's not."
His movements became even more bold, he held her five fingers, pressed her hands on the bronze mirror, and said bitterly: "Innocent queen, you have been deceived! The person who came to rob you today is not Shen Xiuzhu pretending to be at all Jinling people, but real Jinling people. Someone used Shen Xiuzhu's name to trick you into leaving the palace and want to kill you."
Mei Xueyi: "..."
She opened her mouth to defend, but he took the opportunity to capture her slightly parted lips and kissed her thoroughly.
He has superb kissing skills and is by no means an innocent boy.
Even though I didn't have any affection for him, my heart was tickled by it.
Not to mention that he was still multitasking at the moment, causing the bronze mirror behind her to tremble with metal.
This body was really too delicate. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes unconsciously, and he couldn't breathe at all.
She felt that she would be easily crushed by him like the extremely delicate black pen just now, and then melt into the water.
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When he finally let go of her lips and focused on her slender neck, she said intermittently: "In that case, why did you ask me to see Shen Xiuzhu?"
He sniffed her breath lightly, and after a while he said: "You and him will meet. Let Guren tell him the news, and he will come to save you, and we will see you soon."
Mei Xueyi: "..."
"Gu will catch him and all the Jinling people in one fell swoop." His breath and hoarse voice fell on her ears, "No matter who wants to harm you, Gu will let him die."
Mei Xueyi: "..."
He turned his head and looked at the golden hourglass in the palace. Although he was not fully satisfied, he still picked her up from the dressing table.
"The time is coming." He touched her cheek lightly with his lips, his tone was affectionate, "Don't be afraid of anything, just go and watch you alone."
Mei Xueyi felt like a lively bait. He opened the net and waited for the fish to take the bait.
"It was my personal maid who colluded with outsiders to harm me, right?" She thought of the ghost she saw last night.
"Yes!" He nodded casually, "I don't know if she has died. When you return to the palace, I will have someone clean her and bring her over. You can interrogate her yourself."
Mei Xueyi: "..." I'm afraid there won't be a trial.
She looked at him aggrievedly: "Since you know that my servant is not well-intentioned, why do you still believe her words? What do you think Shen Xiuzhu and I have?"
He stretched out his fingers and touched her cheek lightly, and his tone was so gentle that it made people's scalp numb: "You and Shen Xiuzhu, the eldest son of Duke Dingguo, have been engaged since childhood. They grew up together as childhood sweethearts. I never thought that Gu would fall in love with you at first sight. , took you into the palace by force... Do you think you and him should have anything to do with each other?"
Mei Xueyi was stunned: "..."
Damn it, what kind of bully story is this about robbery? If she had known this, why would she bother to do anything
It turns out that Shen Xiuzhu is not a wild man, but he, the foolish king, is a wild man.
I'm afraid what happened today was also his design. Was he trying to use this incident to accuse Shen Xiuzhu of collaborating with the enemy and treason? Sure enough, the foolish king not only wants to be extremely extravagant, but also harms the loyal and good.
If you put it in the storybook, you will definitely die a bad death and be reviled by thousands of people after your death.
Perhaps the disgust in her eyes was too obvious, he stared at her and smiled slowly.
"Everything I do is for you. Just trust me."
As he said this, a big hand quietly caressed her neck. Whether it was tenderness or taking her life was just a matter of his thoughts.
Mei Xueyi nodded helplessly: "I believe in Your Majesty."
He smiled: "Let's go see Shen Xiuzhu for the last time."
She understood that this foolish king had a dark heart and was more evil than a person in the devil's path.
Between her and him, one of them will die sooner or later!