Chapter 65 Chapter 65 "Just like I just did, go to death...
Most of Chu Yuanhe's body was pressed on Zhao Qingyi's shoulders. Zhao Qingyi tried her best to support him, preparing to help him to his own house, which was about a hundred steps away.
When passing by Zhao's house, Chu Yuanhe stopped and whispered in her ear, "I didn't bring the key..."
He is injured now and cannot use his lightness skills to climb over the wall.
"Can you...take me in for the night?"
"You were injured saving me, and you still say these polite words." Let alone one night, she can take care of him until his injuries are healed.
Zhao Qingyi placed the person in the porch of Lanyue Pavilion and said, "I'll go get the medicine for the wound. Just bear with me."
After carefully laying him down on the couch and placing a soft gold-thread pillow behind him, Zhao Qingyi hurried away. Qiao Yue also hurried to fetch water so that she could clean the prince's wound.
As soon as the master and servant left, the secret guards jumped down from the beams. Chu Yuanhe, completely frail, sat up straight and said, "Go find out who shot the arrow."
The secret guards clasped their fists in response, then jumped out of the attic one after another, disappearing without a trace.
Chu Yuanhe's face was gloomy. He concentrated for a moment alone. When he heard Zhao Qingyi's footsteps, he made a quick decision and lay back down.
Zhao Qingyi came back jogging, carrying a medicine box in one hand and a rosewood lampstand in the other. She placed the lampstand on the table, and the warm light quickly spread, flowing in this small space.
He had just helped someone back, so his clothes were inevitably wrinkled. His dark outer robe was extremely loose and crooked, with half of his muscular shoulder exposed. At this moment, Chu Yuanhe was half-leaning, breathing heavily.
After thinking it over, Zhao Qingyi picked up a pair of silver scissors and prepared to cut off his sleeves.
Chu Yuanhe held her hand and raised his face slightly. The candlelight cast a soft golden glow between his overly wanton eyebrows and eyes. "Cut my clothes, what should I wear?"
Looking at Zhao Qingyi's gradually flushed cheeks, he laughed solemnly, "I don't mind walking around naked..."
"Okay! Stop talking."
We should be thankful that Qiao Yue was sensible and put the water down after getting it instead of coming here, otherwise she would have been embarrassed to death after hearing this.
Zhao Qingyi put down the scissors and let him take it off himself.
"I'm injured and have no strength..." Chu Yuanhe raised his injured arm with difficulty.
Although the black color was not very obvious, the wound still spread out a glaring dark red.
Zhao Qingyi quickly asked him to lie down, "Then don't think I'm clumsy." She had never done much serving people before, her face flushed, and her hands slid down the man's waist on both sides.
Chu Yuanhe's breathing stagnated slightly. He lowered his eyes and watched her head move towards his chest. Along with it came the familiar body fragrance, faint and almost imperceptible, lingering around his nose.
The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved upwards in a tiny arc. He leaned over and kissed her ear, and then he noticed that the little hand around his waist trembled.
Zhao Qingyi glared at him, "Be honest."
She unbuttoned his outer robe, then his middle garment, and finally his lining, revealing most of his firm chest with a honey-colored sheen. Zhao Qingyi pinched his collar, and the soft silk slid down the man's slightly raised shoulders.
It is like a piece of carefully carved jade appearing before people, with clear lines and undulating grooves.
When the fabric was pulled down to the elbow, the blood-stained part was connected to the skin and flesh. Zhao Qingyi tried his best to steady his hands, holding his breath and concentrating, separating them bit by bit.
A suppressed groan suddenly escaped from the man's throat, low and short, with an imperceptible tremor.
Zhao Qingyi's originally steady hands began to tremble again. At that moment, a hot touch suddenly clamped her wrist. The man's palm was incredibly hot, burning into the gaps between her bones.
"It hurts..." Chu Yuanhe uttered a word slowly, his voice was very hoarse, and there was a subtle, almost deliberate lingering tone at the end of the word.
Zhao Qingyi's breathing tightened, and when she looked up, she met those peach blossom eyes that were full of emotions. Those eyes had previously been filled with a lazy smile, but now they seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, pain, endurance, which was hard to describe.
Zhao Qingyi took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in her heart, and her voice was so gentle that she hadn't even noticed it. "I'll be gentler..."
The big hand that was holding her slender wrist slowly loosened its grip. Zhao Qingyi looked away and continued to peel off the clothes that were stuck to his wound. At the moment of separation, she lowered her head and blew gently on the wound.
The breath seemed to penetrate deep into the flesh through the wound, causing numbness and itchiness. Chu Yuanhe's arms could hardly hold back and he wanted to push her down on the couch.
When he came to his senses, the wound had been treated with medicine and Zhao Qingyi was bandaging it. After that, she was ready to put his clothes back on one by one.
Chu Yuanhe fell to the side and began to groan in pain again.
Zhao Qingyi believed it at first and patiently asked him where it hurt, and he held her hand and touched it all over.
That day was like a big dream. She could not remember the details clearly. Only fragmented images remained in her mind, but the touch he gave her was still fresh in her memory. She caressed every inch of him.
Zhao Qingyi understood Chu Yuanhe's pretentious attitude. She blushed and scolded him, "...You're injured and still want to stop?"
"It's just my arm that's injured, nothing else." Chu Yuanhe said innocently. After saying this, he sat up with a playful smile, leaned forward and whispered, "If you don't believe me, take a look."
“Who wants to see…”
"You haven't seen it for a while." Chu Yuanhe shamelessly hugged her arms, and his intention to ask for her love was obvious.
Zhao Qingyi's heart was as firm as a rock. "No," she rejected him.
Chu Yuanhe had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, "Then can't I even kiss you?"
"no."
Doesn't she know him yet? She can't stop herself from doing this every time.
Zhao Qingyi held his shoulders and pushed him back onto the couch, then covered him with a blanket. "Lie down and rest. Wait until your injury is healed."
The muscles that Chu Yuanhe had finally revealed were hidden tightly by her. He stared at her with dim eyes, unable to detect a single trace of charm on her face, which was very pure and unselfish.
His heart skipped a beat. Could it be that after getting it, she lost interest in him?
Chu Yuanhe held the quilt and turned to the inside without saying a word, leaving the other person with only the black back of his head.
Zhao Qingyi didn't notice that he was angry. "I remembered that I have something else to do. I have to go home."
Chu Yuanhe said nothing.
Zhao Qingyi waited for a while, but there was no response, so she thought she gave up. Just as she stood up, she heard a muffled groan from under the quilt. When she turned around, she saw him turning over, deliberately making a lot of noise.
If Zhao Qingyi can no longer see that he is being petty, then he is a fool.
She had no choice but to sit back down, "Just a kiss, I want to go back... well..."
The world spun around, and the man in the quilt came out and pulled her under him. Chu Yuanhe kissed her lips briefly a few times, then immediately moved to another position.
Zhao Qingyi panted and pushed her head to remind her, "Don't embarrass me..."
We agreed to just kiss once, but you broke your promise, so there won’t be a next time.
"I didn't say we just kissed." Chu Yuanhe felt indescribably aggrieved. He was already hurt, so couldn't she be nicer to him?
He leaned over her chest, feeling the soft touch and fragrance, and just kissed her without doing anything else.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Qingyi was kissed so hard that she got up from the couch with a red face and her fingers were shaking as she adjusted her clothes.
"I'm going back first. If you have anything, tell the doorman..."
Zhao Qingyi stood up, her legs felt weak and she felt like she was floating when she walked.
It's still too presumptuous, too indulgent to him!
After going out, Zhao Qingyi stood in the street in the cold wind for a long time, waiting for the blush on her face to blow away before she dared to walk towards Zhao's house.
Shortly after she left, a man covered in wounds staggered into Fuxue Hutong and groped his way to a place he was familiar with. When he reached the door, he pulled the doorknob and knocked loudly.
The doorman ran to take care of Prince Pingxi, but he was not there and no one responded to him.
Li Che was unwilling to give up and knocked several times. This was his home. If he didn't go back here, where else could he go?
Wang Ci Fu replaced him with a death row prisoner of similar build and released him from prison. Now he had not seen a doctor for his injuries, had not eaten anything, and was tired and hungry.
After knocking on the door several times with no response, he stood staggering at the door. A gust of night wind could have knocked him down and rolled down the stairs.
Li Che cried out in pain, lay on the ground for a while, and then opened his eyes again. The plaque hanging above his head no longer had the familiar words "Li's House" on it.
Zhao...Zhao's house?
Since he is not here, even the name of the house has been changed. I guess his mother and sister are not here anymore.
Li Che lay on the ground, looking up to the sky and laughing, but he would not give up easily. He wanted to make a comeback and take revenge.
Li Che gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, walking around the house for a while. He thought that the house was deserted, so he came to pay some respects. However, when he walked around to the side of Lanyue Pavilion, he found that there was a candle on in the porch.
Someone!
It must be Zhao Qingyi, Zhao Qingyi is still here!
Li Che instantly felt hopeful and quickened his pace, hoping to see more clearly. He unexpectedly saw a tall figure passing by.
Li Che's heart suddenly sank. Man... there really is a man!
And appeared in Lanyue Pavilion? !
At first, Zhao Qingyi didn't even let him in, but now, there is a strange man living there!
Chu Yuanhe was so angry that he couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he just lay down on the railing of the porch to get some fresh air, holding a booklet in his hand and reading it with great interest.
He secretly took it out from Zhao Qingyi when they were making love. He was wondering what it was, but now he finally understood. It was the fire-avoidance map.
The paintings are quite interesting and lifelike, and I can learn a lot from them.
Chu Yuanhe was enjoying the breeze and finally managed to dispel his anger. When he was about to go back to his room to sleep, he keenly caught a glimpse of murderous intent.
Having fought on the battlefield for many years, he was extremely sensitive to murderous intent. He could tell that the owner of this gaze had murderous intentions towards him.
That's really interesting.
Chu Yuanhe turned around slowly. In Li Che's sight, he could only see a piece of fluttering robe. He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from his figure, he was a tall and strong man.
The Prince of Pingxi, it must be him!
Li Che was so determined that his fists hanging at his sides clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound.
The secret guard had discovered it early, but the secret guard was downstairs and the courtyard wall blocked his view. Li Che could not see him and could only see Chu Yuanhe above.
"Your Majesty, would you like me to capture that sneaky person?"
Chu Yuanhe sneered, "Just keep an eye on it. If there's a threat to the Zhao family, take action immediately."
It turned out to be Li Che. This is getting more and more interesting. The Wang family is very resourceful. They can hide the truth right under his nose.
But what exactly does Wang Yangzhi value about Li Che? He is determined to rescue Li Che at all costs.
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Zhao Qingyi returned home late tonight and did not send anyone to deliver a message to Meng in advance. Meng was so worried that she couldn't sleep and had been waiting at the door. When she saw her daughter coming back from afar, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mother has heard about Li Che's situation and knows that you went to jail. Why are you still here so late?" Meng held her daughter's hand, which was still a little cold at night, so she warmed her.
Zhao Qingyi also realized that he had not informed his mother in advance and guessed that his mother would be worried, so he left Chu Yuanhe and came back alone. "I encountered something on the way and was delayed." He then briefly recounted the encounter with the assassin.
The situation is different from before. Every move of outsiders against her may be closely related to the Zhao family. It is not wise to conceal it.
Meng guessed that her daughter had been involved in too many court affairs recently and was being feared. Thinking of the Prince of Pingxi whom her daughter had just mentioned, she said, "Banban, I'm serious. How about you consider marrying the Prince?"
Marrying as a princess of a county prince would be safe and stable, and she would have the protection of His Majesty and the eldest princess. Before the other party wanted to make a move on her, they would have to consider the people above them. From this perspective, the Prince of Pingxi County was indeed the best choice for my daughter.
At this point, Meng no longer had any objections to Chu Yuanhe. She agreed to the marriage, but was worried that her daughter might be shy. "How about going to the palace tomorrow and asking the prince's opinion in person?"
"Mom, don't worry about it."
Zhao Qingyi didn't dare let Mrs. Meng ask too much, so she changed the subject to her younger brother. "Mother, you should keep an eye on Lan Yan and make him more motivated. If he can pass the martial arts exam, he can also take part in the provincial exam this year and become a military officer in the future..."
The mother and daughter chatted as they slowly walked towards the Dongzhao Mansion. As they were about to part, Meng suddenly remembered something. "Look at me. I was so busy asking about the Prince of Pingxi and your brother that I forgot to remind you that your grandmother's sixtieth birthday is coming up soon. Traditionally, at this time of year, your grandmother would go to Xiangguo Temple to observe vegetarianism and stay there for two months. Your grandmother wanted to ask your opinion."
"Grandma is used to it, so just do as she says. Besides, it won't cost much money." The household expenses have been handed over to Meng, so there is no need to ask her about everything.
The mother and daughter separated, and the night was dreamless.
The next day, Zhao Qingyi woke up to the noise.
"The fire is coming! The fire is coming!"
Zhao Qingyi suddenly opened her eyes and saw two maids running in in panic.
"Where's the fire?" She subconsciously thought it was another incident caused by the second house, and quickly put on her coat. "Is it mother or grandmother who's in trouble?"
Qiao Yue said quickly, "No, no, it's the New Political School."
Zhao Qingyi stopped in her hurried steps and just as she breathed a sigh of relief, her heart began to lift again.
"Fortunately, April is humid and rainy. It rained last night just after the fire started, so the fire didn't spread." Tan Yue said in a calm tone, frowning, "But this fire started strangely. I don't think it's that simple."
Zhao Qingyi decided to go there in person to see what was going on. Halfway there, he remembered Chu Yuanhe who was still in the house, so he bought some breakfast from the restaurant and brought it over to see Chu Yuanhe first.
Most of the arsonists were from prominent families of the Wang Party. They began to fight back against the new policy and attacked the scholars in the school. Although no serious consequences were caused, it was she who instigated Chu Yuanhe to establish the new policy school. Now that something happened in the school, she was afraid that the higher-ups would blame Chu Yuanhe for his incompetence.
When they arrived at the house, Chu Yuanhe was just about to go out, so they decided to go together. On the way, he actually smiled and reassured her not to be nervous.
After the incident happened in the middle of the night, the Wucheng Bingmasi arrived at the scene as soon as possible, and then the case was handed over to the Jinyiwei for investigation. The Jinyiwei Zhenfushi is the former Yang Qianhu, and is now called Yang Zhenfushi.
The Jinyiwei surrounded the Xinzheng School, and several dusty scholars were interrogating them. When Yang Zhenfushi saw Zhao Qingyi, he stopped what he was doing and bowed respectfully.
"County Lady, Prince."
But, how could these two people be together?
Yang Zhenfu couldn't help but take a few more glances. There was an acquaintance standing next to him, Li Heng.
Li Heng had not slept all night, and his eyes were bloodshot. When he heard the greeting from Yang Zhenfushi, he immediately turned his head and looked back, and a look of joy flashed across his face.
Did you come to see him because you heard something happened at the school?
Li Heng's joy lasted only a moment, and then he saw Chu Yuanhe walking side by side with Zhao Qingyi, with a hint of surprise and a subtle loneliness in his eyes.
The person Zhao Qingyi likes is actually the Prince of Pingxi.
Yang Zhenfu noticed the strange atmosphere between the three people, coughed lightly, and first told Zhao Qingyi about the situation in the school. The fire had just started and was discovered early, and with a timely rain, there were no casualties. However, according to the results of the interrogation, a man in black with a hood appeared near the school last night. He was thin and weak, a young man.
As he was speaking, Fang Ru hurried over, grabbed Li Heng's arm, and said with concern, "Master Li, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"It's okay." Compared to Fang Ru's nervousness and concern, Li Heng's tone seemed particularly cold.
Zhao Qingyi pretended not to see anything and seemed to be thinking about something after listening to the description of the Jinyiwei.
In the chaotic crowd, a pair of dead eyes stared at her. Chu Yuanhe's eyes turned cold, and the other party seemed to realize it and turned away.
He was dressed in black, with a thin back and a wide hat that covered most of his face.
"No need to check." Chu Yuanhe interrupted the Jinyiwei.
After returning to the house, Zhao Qingyi asked him why he didn't let the Jinyiwei investigate. Chu Yuanhe told her that the man in black who set the fire was Li Che. As for why he didn't let the Jinyiwei investigate...
He glanced at the person who was hiding behind the bushes and peeking out from the distance in the attic, and his thin lips curled up in a beautiful arc.
They were in the attic with a clear view, so the other party's hiding was no different from trying to cover up their own mistakes.
"Li Che..."
Zhao Qingyi didn't look in that direction. She leaned lazily on the beauty chair, holding a plate of peeled pomegranates in her hand. "Isn't he going to be exiled to the northwest?"
"He colluded with the Wang family and bought himself a chance to escape."
Wang family? That makes sense, a century-old prestigious family.
Not to mention that the Wang family has been established for a long time, the fact that their ancestors have produced several queens and now there is the Empress Dowager in charge is enough to crush the other families. Over the past hundred years, the descendants of the Wang family have infiltrated almost every key agency of the court. If anyone wants to eradicate the cancer of the aristocratic families, the Wang family is undoubtedly the most difficult one.
Chu Yuanhe felt a little guilty when he said this. He had neglected it. "If you are afraid that he will come back to retaliate against you and me, I will send secret guards to kill him."
He was going to die anyway, so dying like this was a bit too easy for him.
Zhao Qingyi's focus fell on the first half of the sentence, "Just take revenge on me, why would you take revenge on you?"
Chu Yuanhe didn't like what she said and took the pomegranate from her hand. "I won't peel it for you."
Zhao Qingyi was enjoying his meal when he cried out "Ah" and couldn't get the food in the fight.
Chu Yuanhe pulled her into his arms.
"Your injury..."
Chu Yuanhe didn't feel any pain at all. He had suffered many injuries on the battlefield, so this minor injury was nothing to him.
The iron-like arms encircled Zhao Qingyi, and she could only sit obediently on the man's lap.
"I am your concubine, the man you keep in the house. If he knows about this, won't he be jealous?" Chu Yuanhe lowered his head, buried his head in the crook of her neck and asked seriously.
The hot breath fell behind her ears, making her feel numb. She put her hand on the man's chest and said, "It's broad daylight, please restrain yourself..."
"I just want a hug." Chu Yuanhe was hurt. "Why do you always misunderstand me?"
"You are the one with a long history of bad deeds." Zhao Qingyi felt as if she was bitten back, but she had no way to fight back. She could only pinch the flesh on his waist and twist it lightly.
Chu Yuanhe sucked in a breath of cold air, and tightened his grip on her waist. He opened his mouth and bit her small, white earlobe, and his clever thin lips quickly invaded her clothes.
Zhao Qingyi still cared about her reputation and panted softly, "Don't do that here..."
Chu Yuanhe kissed her lips and went straight in. She couldn't utter a word and could only lie on her back and deal with his sudden passion wholeheartedly.
Li Che, who was far away, saw this scene and his whole body froze.
He was in disbelief and even forgot to continue hiding. He walked forward impatiently, wanting to see more clearly.
Impossible, he still didn't want to believe that his wife, who had always been the most obedient, gentle and polite, would do such a thing?!
There was no one else in the house except the man and woman kissing in the attic. Li Che hid stealthily behind the rockery, ready to stick his head out.
Chu Yuanhe was still rubbing his lips against Zhao Qingyi's, and with his other hand he casually grabbed a handful of peeled pomegranates and shot them out. The red silk curtains that were neatly gathered at the four corners of the attic slowly fell down, blocking out most of the light and shadow.
Zhao Qingyi felt her vision darken, and then the man's figure suddenly appeared and pressed down.
Chu Yuanhe maintained the hugging posture and fell into the recliner together. He pressed his big hand hard on the back of her head, forcefully and domineeringly, leaving her no room to escape or struggle.
The throbbing of kisses and gasps spread across the red silk, intermittently, charmingly and lingeringly.
Zhao Qingyi felt the strain for the first time. Just a kiss made her feel dangerous, and her lips were swollen and red from being ravaged repeatedly.
She couldn't help but wonder if it was because she always rejected him that he became depressed and that was why he fought back so fiercely.
She had no choice but to try to respond and give him a little comfort, but her response only aroused the man's deeper desire.
In Chu Yuanhe's view, her comfort was an invitation signal.
He bent down to make room for her, pulled her down, and kissed her like a storm. Her lips and tongue had nowhere to rest, and they were aroused and trembled.
Zhao Qingyi turned his head slightly, barely widening the distance between the two of them, and there was no time to cut the tangled silver threads.
Chu Yuanhe's eyes were deep, and his rough fingertips pressed hard on her lips, which were kissed red. "Did you change your lipstick today?"
The taste is different, sweeter.
"Hmm..." Zhao Qingyi didn't dare to meet his gaze, fearing that seeing the lust in his eyes would make her lose control. "Lip balm from Yurong Pavilion in the East Market, a small box costs ten gold coins."
Zhao Qingyi was never stingy with herself, but this was also the most expensive lip balm she had ever bought. The color and fragrance were both top-notch. Before she met Chu Yuanhe, she had never bought anything so expensive.
Chu Yuanhe heard the pleasing tone in her words and laughed softly, "Then from now on, the purchase of lip balm will be charged to me."
Zhao Qingyi rested her head in his arms, her face facing his chest. Under her messy clothes was a snow-white neck, slightly red, and the kiss marks left before had faded.
His fingertips gently stroked the throbbing blood vessels under his neck, and deftly lifted the surrounding fabric.
He saw it, it was snow-blue.
He curled his knuckles and hooked them around the thin strap around her neck. "This is on my account, too."
Zhao Qingyi didn't react in time, and the thin strap fixed at her neck broke into two pieces. The small clothes could no longer hold her, and the snow-white color poured out. The chaotic scene of last night resurfaced.
Chu Yuanhe buried his head again.
The trembling was almost instinctive. Zhao Qingyi couldn't push him away, so she fell powerlessly into the recliner, lying on her back, gasping for breath, tears of emotion filling her eyes, and she was about to cry.
The scattered red silk sways gently, covering the spring scenery in the room.
Until she cried softly, Chu Yuanhe observed her expression and posture, and slowly straightened her clothes.
The same trembling, heavy breath fell into his ears, with a hint of complacency, "...Am I better than yesterday?"
He could already tell how she was feeling, when she was truly uncomfortable and when she was too comfortable, he knew exactly.
Her reaction was even more touching than last night, which showed that his reading of the fire avoidance diagram was not in vain.
Zhao Qingyi paused for a long time and didn't want to speak, but her cheeks were flushed and her neat and delicate hair was a little disheveled.
Chu Yuanhe picked her up and sat her back on his lap. He put his arms around her from behind and helped her adjust her dress. However, her tight-fitting clothes could not hold on to her body, and when he adjusted them, some of her clothes would accidentally reveal a few eye-catching spots.
Fortunately, he is the only one who has this blessing.
After tidying up, he held her slightly sideways, picked up the tea on the table and handed it to her.
At the moment when she turned sideways, a breeze blew, the red silk swayed, and an ambiguous and warm breath floated out.
Li Che finally had the chance to see clearly the woman who was as soft as boneless and as graceful as water, sitting in the man's arms and drinking water in small sips.
Her face was flushed and her hair was slightly tilted. It was his wife Zhao Qingyi!
Invisible anger instantly rushed to his forehead. The blow brought to him by this scene was far greater than the day when he found out that Zhao Manyi was in the same room with the groom and was pregnant with a bastard. It made him even more embarrassed and angry.
Li Che wanted to rush forward right now. If he rushed forward now, he would catch the adulterers in pairs, and it would be a done deal!
Zhao Qingyi, this cheating woman, betrayed him!
But just as Li Che was about to lift his foot, his wife finished drinking the water and leaned softly in the man's arms, and the man's profile finally appeared.
Li Che subconsciously held his breath, wanting to see clearly this wild man who was having an affair with a married woman.
Chu Yuanhe hugged Zhao Qingyi, his palm still lingering on her smooth skin, but his sparkling peach blossom eyes gradually became sharper, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Li Che.
This time, Li Che finally saw his appearance clearly. It was exactly the same as the one he had seen before in the New Policy School. He was also the Prince of Pingxi, whom he had met several times.
Li Che thought to himself, as expected, it is indeed him!
Li Che stared at the man without blinking. A breeze blew by, and the rolled red silk fell again, bringing down a large shadow. The dark red interlaced shadow covered the man's head.
Light and shadow passed over Chu Yuanhe's face one after another, and the man's bones became clearer and clearer. He stared at the person below as if he was looking at an ant trying to survive. His thin lips slowly curled up in a sarcastic arc, appearing particularly cold in the shadows.
There seemed to be a flash of thunder above his head, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and strong pressure crushed down. Li Che's pupils dilated instantly, and cold sweat kept flowing down his cheeks.
The memories of his past life that he least wanted to recall came back to him at this moment. Each scene was like a huge rock hitting his head. The familiar fear made his knees weak and breathing became extremely difficult.
Just a look.
Just a look.
The pain of being strangled by the throat and on the verge of death reappeared in Li Che's mind. His eyes were red and he subconsciously grabbed his neck with both hands, making an embarrassing gesture of struggling for survival.
It’s him…it’s him!
It's that devil! That mad man!
Before this, he only felt that Chu Yuanhe's appearance and demeanor were very familiar, but he did not think much about it. After all, in his previous life, he had only seen His Majesty up close in a dark cell before his death. Even if Chu Yuanhe looked somewhat similar to His Majesty, it was normal because they were brothers.
But when the shadow just now fell, he finally recognized that the man in the attic who was hugging his wife and kissing his wife was the madman who had tortured him to the point of worse than death in his previous life!
It’s the current emperor...His Majesty!
How could it be...
Zhao Qingyi kept saying that she had a mistress, but...it turned out to be His Majesty?
Li Che tried hard to recall this life, recalling the scene when Chu Yuanhe first appeared in the Zhao family, recalling every time he appeared later, and Zhao Manyi once said with certainty that there was a wild man in Zhao Qingyi's courtyard.
It turned out that the wild man had always been there, but that person was not Li Heng, but the person he dared not even think about, His Majesty.
He deceived everyone by using his identity as the Prince of Pingxi!
The huge shock and fear almost made Li Che breathless. He let go in a hurry, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground, staring at the attic and at Zhao Qingyi's back.
Zhao Qingyi leaned lazily in Chu Yuanhe's arms. When she vaguely heard some movement, she turned around to look.
Chu Yuanhe held her face, turned her back, and tilted her head to kiss her again.
Standing in Li Che's position, he could clearly see the two people's lips tightly connected, inseparable.
Zhao Qingyi had no idea what was going on, she just felt that Chu Yuanhe was particularly passionate today, and also particularly... possessive, and each kiss was more fierce than the last.
Unlike his previous behavior of acting like a spoiled child, deliberately trying to please others, and pretending to be docile, at this moment he seemed like a different person.
Cold, strong, even crazy, he sucked hard from her mouth, almost suffocating Zhao Qingyi instantly.
Instinctively, she resisted, but her hands were tied behind her back and she could not move.
If it weren't for the gap between breaths, he would have begged in a low voice, "Banban, kiss me quickly."
Zhao Qingyi thought he had really changed and was going to use force, and couldn't help but look at his stiff face.
Chu Yuanhe let go of her wrist, his eyes red with anxiety, and a storm was brewing in his dark eyes, "Kiss me quickly... or I'll make a scene."
Since he was making a fuss, Zhao Qingyi simply decided not to stay at her hotel for the next few days.
Zhao Qingyi didn't dare to hesitate. She broke free and held his face with her hands, kissing his eyes actively.
She was so gentle, and her movements were just like her own, delicate and gentle. Chu Yuanhe could only feel her pity.
But this is not what he wants now. He wants her to be crazy about him as well, and he wants the same possession.
"That's not enough." Chu Yuanhe gasped heavily, "You have to kiss me like I did just now... until I kissed you to death..."
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