Gulp!

He swallowed hard.

That can't be possible. Even if Prince Xiqi has abnormal hobbies, the empress would never do such a thing as sending an official to be abused by others.

Jiang Zhou's mind was in turmoil, and he had thought of all kinds of bad situations. He did not run away immediately, but was supported by his trust in the empress's ability.

Finally, Prince Xiqi appeared. Seeing that face, Jiang Zhou's first reaction was relief: with such a face, he would definitely look down on him.

The second glance was amazing: How can you have such a beautiful face? I’m jealous.

Jiang Zhou was so distracted that when Prince Xiqi opened his arms for him to change his clothes, he immediately went up.

After taking off his coat, Jiang Zhou suddenly realized what was happening and said in shock: "Fuck, Lu Ling?"

Lu Ling was a little surprised this time. The empress recognized him by his breath and eyes, so how did Jiang Zhou recognize him?

"The young king is Xiqi Zhatimo, not Lu Ling."

Jiang Zhou was suspicious, looking her up and down, and finally came to a conclusion: "Am I mistaken? That's right, if Lu Ling had such a face, he would have seduced the empress long ago. Why would he come here to abuse me? It can't be that he was kicked out because he failed to seduce her, right?"

Lu Ling kicked him.

Jiang Zhou laughed: "Hahaha, let's see if you're still pretending!"

Lu Ling was also convinced: "How did you recognize it?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "I don't know either. Judging by your face is really quite suspicious, but as long as I don't look at your face, I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes."

Knowing that it was his brother, Jiang Zhou was no longer afraid. He stared at Lu Ling's face curiously: "What did you do with your face? Is it a human skin mask? This is too good-looking. How can there be such a good-looking man?"

He reached out to touch her, but Lu Ling turned her head away. However, her fingernails still cut her open, and blood immediately flowed out.

Jiang Zhou was stunned.

Lu Ling quickly wiped the blood off his hand with his sleeve: "Don't touch it."

He also took out a bottle of pills and handed it out: "Take one quickly."

Jiang Zhou didn't suspect anything and swallowed the medicine in one gulp, but his eyes were still on Lu Ling's face. The blood flowing out of the wound was light red, so light that it was almost bloodless.

It doesn't look normal no matter how you look at it.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Ling didn't care: "If you want to get something, you have to pay a price."