After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

When Ye Qianchen was about to step out of the sleeping hall, she heard Bai Yinglan say behind her: "Wang, you just go like this. What if the poison breaks out again...?"

She didn't want him to touch Ji Ruoqing again.

Ye Qianchen paused, his eyes shimmering slightly.

Yeah, how is it good?

Every time he just glanced at her, as if he couldn't control himself, the woman's gestures and gestures were all tricks.

Thinking of this, a trace of contempt flashed in Ye Qianchen's eyes. It turned out that it was not how special she was, but that he was poisoned.

The genius doctor Zhang added in a timely manner: "King, Caomin has a son. Although it can't detoxify, it can suppress the toxicity of a few hours. It only needs to boil for half an hour. You see..."

Ye Qianchen raised her eyes slightly, her expression indistinguishable, Bai Yinglan urging from the side: "Mr. Zhang, you go and boil it out. Don't let the king follow that woman's way again."

The genius doctor Zhang responded and quickly withdrew and boiled the medicine.

Ye Qianchen stood in place noncommittal, his black eyes were full of mists floating up and down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

After drinking the medicine, Ye Qianchen realized that he really didn't have those beautiful and charming thoughts in his mind, and his mind was full of clarity.

I dislike Ji Ruoqing even more in my heart, and I feel that I have followed Ji Ruoqing's words, and I will definitely break her head later, and never suppress his impulse to chop off her neck like this in the past few days.

When he arrived at the Xianyun Temple, Ye Qianchen walked in without waiting for Su Quan to shout.

Ji Ruoqing was teasing the Que'er in the courtyard. She squatted halfway on the ground, holding the crumbs of the chestnut cake in her white hands, and feeding it little by little to the mouth of the little Que'er who was chattering with her little head constantly swaying for food.

Her long rouge dress flicked slightly, and her apricot eyes were clear and moist and looked at the bird on the ground like a crescent moon.

The open palm was soft and white, and the little fluffy head of the little bird was buried in it. The scene was vivid and beautiful, and Ye Qianchen was slightly startled for a while.

But I think she smiled so sincerely at a bird, but in front of him it was a fake smile...and then she dared to poison him...

The frost on Ye Qianchen's face became thicker again, and he walked straight over, clasped Ji Ruoqing's wrist and walked into the sleeping hall, shocked that Queer flapped its wings in the air.

"Ah...Be careful, don't scare Xiao Que'er..." Ji Ruoqing seemed to be out of the situation, only her lips were slightly opened, and she looked back at the frightened Que'er with concern.

Ye Qianchen has long been accustomed to her heartless look, and there is no more waves in her heart. On the contrary, her figure pauses slightly, and he asks in a deep voice: "Do you like birds?"

"..." Ji Ruoqing was somewhat inexplicable by his sudden question. In fact, she doesn't like it, but this body seems to like it instinctively, and always wants to feed it when she sees the little bird.

So she shook her head and said subconsciously, "I don't like it."

A trace of self-deprecation flashed through Ye Qianchen's dark eyes, and he didn't understand what he was thinking about.

After discarding the distracting thoughts in his heart, Ye Qianchen captured Ji Ruoqing and threw her on the couch.

Ji Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked at him, her clear apricot eyes were full of innocence and doubts, as if she didn't understand what was going on.

Oh, I'm still pretending to be here, and I don't know who to pretend to.

Ye Qianchen directly bent over, squeezed her chin, ignored the smooth and crispy touch from her fingertips, and forced her cold voice: "Ji Ruoqing, hand over the antidote."

"It hurts...what's the antidote?" With just such a light pinch, Ji Ruoqing's apricot eyes filled with wet mist.

Looking at her watery apricot eyes, Ye Qianchen unconsciously loosened the strength in his hands, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Ji Ruoqing, don't think that you don't know, you have poisoned you."

"..." Ji Ruoqing carefully looked at Ye Qianchen who was burning with anger, and asked in a soft voice, "Wh...what medicine?"

The anger in Ye Qianchen's chest has ignited three feet high, she still has the face to ask him what medicine? !

The medicine that made him fascinated, thinking about it day and night!

But this is not something Ye Qianchen could say. He had to leaned down, and his black eyes with cold light stared into her eyes, and said quietly: "The medicine you have to drink every time you go to bed."

Ji Ruoqing let out a soft "Yeah", somewhat dazed, and somewhat puzzled: "Wang, that medicine is used by the concubine to regulate the body. Although it is very painful, every time the concubine takes the medicine, the concubine does not feel the pain in bed, but That medicine has nothing to do with you..."

Noting that Ye Qianchen's killing intent seemed to be condensed into substance, her eyes were fixed on her face, Ji Ruoqing's voice became smaller and smaller, and she began to wonder if she should flee to Ji Ruoyu.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qianchen suddenly stretched out her broad palm, and directly clamped her thin white neck.

"Now, are you still reluctant to tell the truth?" Ye Qianchen looked at Ji Ruoqing's dodging eyes coldly, his eyes sinking slightly, as long as he exerts a little force, this soft and slender neck will be broken.

Ji Ruoqing's eyes were wet, shining with water, and frowned lightly and said: "Concubine really doesn't know what the king is talking about..."

Seeing her open and clear eyes, Ye Qianchen knew that she was probably unaware of her. Xu was Ji Ruo's remaining medicine and didn't know how to meet her. He could go to Ji Ruoyu for another cure.

Thinking of coming to Xianyun Temple, Bai Yinglan cried so much that it rained with pear blossoms, and said with heartbreak that she never wanted to see Ji Ruoqing again.

Ye Qianchen's hand pinching Ji Ruoqing's neck increased a bit of strength.

This time Ji Ruoqing really felt Ye Qianchen's murderous intent towards her. Although he didn't know why he didn't follow the plot in the original novel, he was about to kill her in advance.

But her strength was much smaller than Ye Qianchen, and she couldn't struggle at all. It was even more difficult to speak when he pinched her neck, and she could only let him pinch.

Ji Ruoqing has only one thought right now-it's over, the point of medical skills hasn't been brushed yet...

That's fine, it's okay, to toss like this alive, but to die is a relief...

Before she could think about it, the hand that was holding her neck tightly relaxed again.

Ye Qianchen's eyes seemed to be covered with countless frost, and he was holding up a terrible anger: "Ji Ruoqing, do you have any intentions?! If you want to kill you alone, you have no reaction at all?"

"The king wants her concubine to die, and her concubine has to die." Ji Ruoqing looked straight ahead, a sense of meaninglessness and fearlessness in her xing eyes.

Ye Qianchen watched her pinched to flushed little face, and the clear eyes were filled with indifferent determination and relief, and he was suddenly a little frustrated.

If she is not afraid of death, what is the meaning of his punishment?

Bai Yinglan didn't want to see Ji Ruoqing again. But Ji Ruoqing was his first woman after all, and he didn't even know about the poisoning. He didn't seem to be so cold-blooded and ruthless.

Ye Qianchen's hand on her neck slowly went down, gently resting on the soft ups and downs.

This time, her expression finally changed, and she shrank back in a panic: "Wang, you want to..."

It turned out that she was more afraid of this than death.

With the ups and downs of her body, the soft touch stretched out from her palm, Ye Qianchen found that...he seemed to react.

The anger in Ye Qianchen's eyes is more intense, it must be that the prescription of the genius doctor Zhang has not worked, and he cannot suppress the slightest toxicity in his body. It is really a quack doctor!

"Wang... don't..." Ji Ruoqing felt a little flustered when she noticed the burning heat floating in Ye Qianchen's eyes and the change in some part of his robe.

She didn't take the medicine for sleeping, she was afraid that she could not bear him, not to mention that she was too tired for so long last night.

Ye Qianchen noticed the fear in the mountains and plains in her eyes, and was even more angry in her heart. Is he cannibalism or something? Why is she so afraid of him?

Ye Qianchen sneered, her thin lips were full of sarcasm, and she reached out and hooked her chin: "No? I didn't know who was the one who knew the taste last night. I asked for it many times?"

"..." Ji Ruoqing bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes shook her head and repeated, "Concubine don't..."

"Oh, since you have caused a lonely fire, then you must lower it. Blame...you can only give the lone medicine to the lonely brother." Ye Qianchen covered Ji Ruoqing's clothes with a big palm and tore it casually. , The outer garment was torn in half, and floated on the sapphire floor tiles.

"If it wasn't for being drugged, do you think you would be lonely and rare to touch you?" Ye Qianchen stared at Ji Ruoqing coldly. Seeing her wet eyes filled with water, there was a deep depression in her heart for no reason.

"Don't..." Ji Ruoqing's stubborn temper also came up, she clung to the remaining coat, her apricot eyes were slightly wet, full of stubbornness.

Ye Qianchen's heart became more depressed, and she couldn't match his strength.

He tore all the remaining clothes, and threw them to the ground in a pitiful and embarrassing manner.

Ji Ruoqing was surrounded by his tall and stern figure, and a huge shadow covered it. He did not pity, and the burning in his eyes was intertwined with anger and desire.

He knew that killing her a hundred times would not be enough to make her feel profound once and for all.

She wants to stay with him, but she can. But she had to understand exactly what she should do in order to be his pillow.

Ji Ruoqing's misty eyes slowly calmed down, holding her breath tightly, her body tensed, her teeth clenched tightly, and she didn't say a word anyway.

The scorching fire in Ye Qianchen's eyes couldn't burn her deep silence anyway.

I don't know why, it is clear that he has all of her at this time, but his heart is a little empty.

Ye Qianchen's throat was dumb, with an unconscious panic: "Ji Ruoqing, speak."

Ji Ruoqing didn't look at him or talk, her pink lips were so tight that she was even pale.

Ye Qianchen suddenly felt that Ji Ruoqing had become a touch of wind. Although he was pressing hard, he couldn't grasp it, as if she would disappear at any time.

He looked carefully at every inch of her, her muscles and bones were lustrous, her beauty was amazing, her jade skin was dazzling, she was so beautiful, but she was as beautiful as an illusion.

Ye Qianchen stared at her closely, suddenly the ghost drooped her head, leaned to her lips and kissed gently.

She is real.

Although it was just a click of the water, the soft touch spread along the lips, all the way to the heart, but my heart became more and more empty.

"Ji Ruoqing, speak up!"

Ye Qianchen gathered Ji Ruoqing's neck and made her face close to her. He saw his illusory figure appear in her crystal-clear eyes. The depression and annoyance in his heart accumulated to the extreme, and he could burst out at any time. .

He tortured her mercilessly in order to see her reaction.

Whether it’s crying or pain, as long as it’s not the way it is now.

Finally, Ji Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes were so cold as if she had never known him, staring at her, her voice was alienated and indifferent to the extreme.

She said: "Ye Qianchen, I hate you."

Ye Qianchen paused for a while, and then laughed back in anger, and his horrible anger swept through her body, and tortured her even more ruthlessly and tyrannically.

The more expressionless she was, the more angry he became.

Oh, don't you just hate him?

Then hate him!

Anyway, after today, he can get the antidote to cure the evil poison.

From now on, he will never look at her more, nor will he touch her again!

Why don't you hate him?

...

Even so, when he saw the crystal clear teardrop from the corner of her eyes hit the soft pillow, his heart seemed to be smashed.

All desires and hopes receded like a tide. This was the first time he had done half of it and lost his interest.

He pulled away directly and walked out.

The bright moon was shining on his cold and stern figure, and there was a cold frost outside the hall, and the wind was dying.