"I have experienced a lot from being unknown to now. If I just rely on empty talk, I would have died long ago."

The slender hand gradually moved down, moving between the chest and abdomen.

Puyang Zheng felt his lower abdomen tighten, and suddenly grabbed Qi Yan's increasingly presumptuous hand, and a muffled groan came out of his throat.

"Don't be presumptuous!"

"What? The general wants to punish me?"

There was no trace of scruple in his tone. Qi Yan did not retract his hand, but grabbed Puyang Zheng's hand instead.

Puyang Zheng shrank slightly, but was held tightly by Qi Yan.

"You..."

"General, do you want to know about the curse?"

Puyang Zheng was stunned by the sudden change of topic, and looked at Qi Yan with a hint of seriousness in his eyes: "You tell me." " It is said

that the general's wife died repeatedly because of the curse. It is also said that the souls of his subordinates turned into ghosts to seek revenge when the general was fighting on the battlefield, but because the general was a righteous and strong man, they could not get close to him, so the people around him died one after another."

"It's all nonsense!" Puyang Zheng shouted angrily.

"It's nonsense, and it's not nonsense." Qi Yan said meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

Puyang Zheng looked up at him, but he suddenly bent down...

"If the general wants to know, then I have to take advantage of him..."

Puyang Zheng suddenly widened his eyes, feeling the soft touch on his lips in disbelief, the unique fragrance lingering around his nose, although it is a fragrance, it does not feel feminine at all, but rather exudes a bit of evil charm.

Licking the thin lips of the other party carefully, sometimes biting lightly, sometimes sucking, as if playing.

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 5]

"You——!" Pushing him away suddenly, Puyang Zheng frowned and stared at Qi Yan, with an unusual redness on his cheeks.

"General, don't trust the emperor too much." Ignoring Puyang Zheng's dissatisfaction, Qi Yan turned around and sat aside, leisurely pouring himself a cup of tea and sipping it.

Puyang Zheng trusted the emperor too much, too much.

But would the emperor trust him equally? Ha, it was simply a joke.

The emperor would only be suspicious and wary of a family that held military power and had been in the military for generations.

"What are you doing..."

"I'm tired today, please go back, General." Qi Yan licked the corner of his mouth without even looking up at him: "If you believe me, General, let's do it again. If you don't believe me, you can pretend that you have never heard of what happened today or what I said today." The

ruthless sending of the guests made Puyang Zheng's face turn cold, but his words were ambiguous and unreliable, but they revealed a hint of danger. Puyang Zheng lowered his head, thought about it, and finally bowed and said goodbye.

After Puyang Zheng left, the room fell into silence.

Qi Yan drank tea, as if there had never been anyone else in the room, only him, quietly sipping tea.

After a long time, a breeze floated, blowing away the heat in the room.

"Come out and give me today's news."

A person suddenly jumped down from the beam. The man's black suit revealed his muscular figure.

He walked over teasingly, his purple eyes glowing with evil light, unlike those of ordinary people, more like a demon.

"Are you really obsessed with that general?" Gently lifting Qi Yan's chin, the man slowly approached, and finally stopped at a distance of only one finger.

"This has nothing to do with you." Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and pushed his hand away rudely.

"How can it have nothing to do with me? The general and I are rivals in love..."

"Rivals in love?" Qi Yan chuckled: "If you and him are rivals in love, then I will definitely choose him."

"How sad." The man looked smiling, and he didn't look sad at all.

Hearing this, Qi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and ignored him.