Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

Chapter 120 The Dark Emperor's Seduction of the Oiran (49)

"The prince took the initiative to give the poisonous American ginseng, which means he should have expected the outcome today."

Wei Yuanzhuo sensed his resistance and felt a dull pain in his heart.

He had never experienced this feeling before. His heart seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and it hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.

He wanted to say something else, but the poison took effect too quickly. He only felt a churning in his chest and a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.

He suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his mouth was full of the taste of rust.

"This king..." I mean you.

Unfortunately, before he could utter the last two words, he fell down completely like a kite with a broken string.

Until the last second, he did not express his joy.

It must be a lifelong regret.

But the person had already stopped breathing and could no longer feel the pain.

The regent, who always seemed to be scheming in front of others, ended up like this, which really makes people feel very complicated.

“……” Qin Ji glanced at his body and looked away silently.

"Everyone else will be executed." He said this coldly, turned around and walked away.

Ignoring the shouting and pleas of the secret guards behind him, his shadow was stretched out in the snow.

Looks so lonely and desolate.

Quan Si walked beside him, and seeing that he was silent, he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

A few strands of messy hair covered her eyes, making it impossible to see her expression, but the corners of her mouth were cold.

The two walked for an unknown amount of time before arriving at a deserted place.

Behind me is a big tree, which has long lost its leaves.

The branches were covered with frost and snow, which could not stop falling to the ground when blown by the wind.

The flying snow blurred people's vision.

"Si'er." Qin Ji's voice was very hoarse.

"Hmm?" Quan Si responded in a low voice.

"You said that my hands are stained with countless blood in my life. When the day comes for my true death, I am afraid I will go to hell."

He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, but Quan Si still keenly noticed something unusual.

The emperor who seems invincible is nothing more than a human being, with emotions and desires.

The bitterness is about to overflow.

"If you go to hell, I will go with you." Quan Si took the initiative to hold his hand.

Interlock your fingers and pass the warmth to him.

As their fingers intertwined, Qin Ji's whole body trembled.

He was stunned, but he couldn't suppress his surging emotions. He pulled the girl into his arms, lowered his eyes and kissed her.

Quan Si was stunned for a moment, then he closed his eyes and put his arms around the emperor's neck.

Behind me is a blanket of snow, as picturesque as a poem.

They kissed passionately in the deserted place, with snow covering their shoulders, but they felt it was meaningless.

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The sky gradually darkened. In winter, it gets dark earlier than usual.

In the Hall of Cultivation—

Quan Si stood by the window. For some reason, he always felt particularly uneasy.

Not far away, Qin Ji, in his pajamas, was sitting at his desk, reviewing memorials.

The two of them didn't disturb each other, and their time was peaceful and they didn't feel awkward at all.

Quan Si looked at the dark sky, and his right eyelid couldn't stop twitching.

He frowned slightly and calmed himself down.

"What are you thinking about?" A deep voice came from my ear.

Qin Ji pressed his whole body against him and put his arms around his waist from behind.

It is very slender and can be held in one hand.

The man rested his chin lightly on his shoulder and rubbed his neck with evil intentions.

"Itchy." Quan Si reached out and tickled his chin like he was teasing a kitten.

Qin Ji became more presumptuous and took the initiative to kiss his fingertips.

This was not the end yet. His hands were not honest either. They went straight around the fox fur coat that Quan Si was wearing and gently pinched his waist.

Quan Si’s body stiffened, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Qin Ji laughed, tempting him to sink, "When can I eat you?"

"I won't give it to you." Quan Si took the initiative, turned around, and put his forehead against his. His appearance was clearly reflected in his eyes.

At this moment, only the ambiguity remains.

He particularly liked Qin Ji's look of being unable to get what he wanted but feeling itchy inside. It made him feel extremely conquered and he enjoyed it very much.

"If it were anyone else, who would dare to speak to me like this?" Qin Ji laughed and took the initiative to kiss his forehead, "Only you."

"However, I, Xu Si'er, have this privilege. You can do whatever you want to me." His eyes were burning, as if the flames of desire were leaping in them.

"Anything is fine?" Quan Si's red lips curled slightly, his silver hair fell down, he was so beautiful and gorgeous that he looked like a fairy.

His hand brushed Qin Ji's waist vaguely, then moved downwards.

Qin Ji shuddered slightly, and his amber eyes darkened completely, as if he wanted to tear the person in front of him apart and swallow him into his stomach, completely possessing him as his own.

"Don't tease me," he held Quan Si's hand, "but you must be responsible."

Quan Si was about to open his mouth to say something.

At this moment, a very strange noise came from outside the window from far away.

Quan Si frowned and reached out to touch the blood flying sword hidden at his waist.

Qin Ji was not idle either. He was wearing only a nightgown which was too thin, so he quickly took his coat and put it on. He also put on a thick fox fur coat, and drew his sword from its sheath with smooth movements.

At this moment, a man in black suddenly climbed in from the window.

Looking closely, it was the stern-faced guard.

"Cheng Mo, what's going on outside?" Qin Ji said coldly.

"Your Majesty, there is a team of extremely agile secret guards coming from a distance. They must have been able to climb walls and dodge the guards at the city gate, and are heading this way."

"Take the token and go find the Blood Shadow Guards. Move quickly."

Qin Ji pulled out a red token from his waist. It had intricate patterns carved on it, and in the middle was the word "Shadow".

"Withdraw all the eunuchs and maids outside the door."

"But Your Majesty, your safety..." Cheng Mo hesitated.

"Do as I say." Qin Ji's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Cheng Mo had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Quan Si now finally understood why he was so uneasy today. It turned out that it was all in preparation for this danger.

"Si'er, it seems that I have made many enemies." Qin Ji's lips curled slightly, without any sign of panic, but surprisingly calm.

"Not necessarily, maybe it's aimed at me." Quan Si held the Blood Flying Sword in his hand. The bright red dagger formed a sharp contrast with his pure white clothes, which was very visually impactful.

The two of them carefully observed the movements around them.

Standing back to back, they joined forces and showed no weakness.

Finally, the noisy sound came closer and closer.

Not long after, the main gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was suddenly broken open by a group of people who came with great force and were all masked men in black.

The number of people is estimated to be around forty or fifty.

The leading man was tall and stood out among the men in black. He played with the sword in his hand and his eyes fell on Quan Si's face.

"Are you the legendary Imperial Master?" Quan Chu'ao sneered, "You look so weak, nothing more than that."

It looks like it will fall over if the wind blows, and it is more beautiful than a woman.

His so-called younger brother would definitely not be able to compete with him!