The ministers discussed for three days, and finally determined that Shu Jin was a Jin slave, and the letter was on the way to the imperial court. Before Cangluan's approval, Shu Jin could not be called the king, and the ministers respected him as Prince Li.

The prime minister and Shu Jin talked for a day, and now that night fell, the prime minister had the intention of leaving. The prime minister has assisted the former king for many years, and he is also very attentive to Shu Jin, this long talk is to understand Shu Jin's natural ambitions, and secondly, to comfort Shu Jin's unsatisfactory life over the years. Shu Jin's knowledge and temperament did not disappoint the prime minister, the only thing that the prime minister was unwilling to do was that the prince slave was taken advantage of by Wei Ya's little ruffian, and he was so angry that he was almost "three feet off the ground".

Wei Ya hid behind the bushes and waited for a long time, and finally waited for the old man to leave before he sneaked into Shu Jin's dormitory. I haven't seen Shu Jin for more than ten days, and he has a bunch of questions in his head, and he has to interrogate that scheming.

Shu Jin sat on the couch and drank a little wine, thinking about something, when Wei Ya suddenly broke through the window and startled him. Shu Jin put down the wine glass, raised his eyes to look at the nervous Wei Ya, and said unhappily: "If you don't leave the door, what kind of system will you gain and lose." ”

"You think I don't want to go through the gate?" Wei Ya shook the dust off his body, walked to the couch and sat down, picked up the fruit on the plate on the table at random, and ate it unceremoniously.

Only then did Shu Jin see clearly that there were traces of a slap on Wei Ya's face, and asked painlessly, "Who beat me?" ”

"Prime Minister," Wei Ya was annoyed when he said it, didn't he say that he wouldn't slap his face, and the old man didn't talk about credibility.

"Why did he hit you?"

Wei Ya suddenly put on a flattering smile, and said with a hippie smile: "I have a few words with the prime minister and his old man (joke, I will sue you and I confess to the prime minister?) ）。 ”

Shu Jin sat with his waist straight, bowing his head slightly, looking like a child who had been punished. "What are you doing with me on the big night?"

"Well, celebrities don't say secret words, I'm just here to ask you..." Wei Ya looked up at Shu Jin after eating a fruit, but saw Shu Jin lowering his head, reaching out to lift Shu Jin's chin, looking into his eyes and saying, "Did you kill the fake?" ”

"As the autopsy conclusion given by the imperial doctor said, he fell to his death."

Wei Ya approached Shu Jin in disbelief, staring at Shu Jin's eyes sternly, he was very sure that Shu Jin was lying. Shu Jin insisted on going alone that day, and it seemed that he had expected that something would happen to the fake, so he was not afraid.

"If you tell me about the conclusions of the Imperial Doctor, it is all for the people, but the Imperial Doctor Pang has told me that the fake was fatally kicked in the chest."

Shu Jin's tone was resentful, but it was not noticeable: "Does he want to defile me and not allow me to jump?" ”

Wei Ya is a person who has something to say, and everyone in the world can hide him, but Shu Jin is not allowed. At this moment, forcing Shu Jin to tell the truth, the feeling in his heart is ironic, he doesn't care what the truth is, even if it is indeed a murder planned by Shu Jin, it is also a fake, and what he loses is that the relationship between them has reached the point of disappearing.

"The blood stains have been stained from the center of the bed to the edge of the bed, and he has lost more blood when you jump on him, could it be that he himself fell on the edge of the bed and let his head bleed down?"

Shu Jin didn't think about it, and shot back at Wei Ya with his eyes: "Yes." ”

Wei Ya's hand on Shu Jin's chin became stronger, "You quibble." ”

Shu Jin condensed Wei Ya for a few seconds, then let go of his restrained hand, got up and walked to the inner bed. "I'm sleepy and don't want to explain this to you."

Deliberately avoided? Wei Ya hurriedly followed up to stop Shu Jin: "Did you poison the fake?" ”

Shu Jin snorted coldly, feeling that Wei Ya was messing around, and asked rhetorically: "Then the imperial doctor can find out that it is poisonous?" ”

"Then how could he be so rushed by you that he vomited blood and died."

"That's because he drank too much wine and his muscles were petrified."

"The eunuch said that there were only ten bottles of wine in the dormitory at that time, and the imperial doctor was sure that with the physique of a fake, even if he drank it all, his muscles and veins would not be petrified without looking at a blow."

Shu Jin was silent for a few seconds, and said in a subtle voice: "Since you insist on thinking so, that's right, he was poisoned by me, and the answers you want are all that, I said, you can go." ”

"Where's the poison? You were searched before you entered the temple, and you know that the temple is poisonous? ”

"Then the Imperial Doctor can find out that there is poison in the dormitory?"

"That's why I'm here to ask you, who else can do it so seamlessly but you."

"You love to go." After Shu Jin finished speaking, he ignored Wei Ya, extinguished the lamp and candle by himself, took off his coat and curled up in the quilt to sleep.

Wei Ya was a ball of resentment in his heart, knowing that he had angered him, knowing that he would definitely be angry, but even though he knew that he would be angry, he still committed him, and he didn't even get a result in the end of such a sacrifice, which really annoyed him. It is estimated that Shu Jin will not take care of himself for a month. Now that it's stiff, it's better to have a good time.

Yu Ya took out the pear lotus incense from his bosom and poured it into the incense burner lightly. This is the remaining incense in the fake dormitory, if Shu Jin knew that it was poisonous before entering the hall, then the only poison he could know was the spice he had made himself. If there is a problem with the fragrance, Shu Jin will definitely not bear this fragrance.

As soon as the pear lotus fragrance was burned, it emitted a light fragrance, and Wei Ya sniffed it, as if a sweet spring water entered the taste buds from his nose, and spread from the taste buds all over his body, soothing his body and mind, accompanied by a faint drunkenness. Yu Yayang raised his voice: "Well, this pear lotus fragrance is so fragrant, and it warms my heart when I smell it." ”

There was no movement from the outside, but Shu Jin had tightly covered his mouth and nose in the quilt.

Wei Ya wondered, Shu Jin didn't react, so is it okay with Pear Lotus Xiang? Maybe there was no problem in the first place, but if there were, then the fake should have had an accident a long time ago, and it seems that I was overly worried.

"I'm leaving." After saying it in disappointment, Yu Ya left the dormitory with regret.

After Wei Ya walked for a quarter of an hour, Shu Jin got out of the quilt, doused the incense burner with a cup of tea, and quickly walked to the side and opened the window. Shu Jin stood in front of the window and took a few deep breaths of fresh air, but unexpectedly, Wei Ya suddenly appeared in front of the window, startling him deeply.

Wei Ya finally caught Shu Jin's little tail, jumped into the window, inspected the extinguished spices, and concluded: "It turns out that there is really something wrong with this incense." ”

I didn't know that a cup of tea was useless, a little spark ignited again, and a wisp of cigarette lingered again.

"No, I don't like this incense," Shu Jin angrily kicked the incense burner over, and all the sparks spilled out. "Are you so bold to spy on me?"

"What else would I not dare?" Wei Ya was very angry, and now the facts were in front of him, and Shu Jin refused to tell the truth to himself.

Wei Ya dragged Shu Jin up in annoyance and fell to the bed on a rampage. He wanted to go back forever, but Lihexiang kept spinning in his mind, like an invisible rope, pulling himself back, but he didn't expect to see Shu Jin extinguishing the incense burner with some fear.

As if he had been poisoned, his mind was very blurry, and Wei Ya suddenly only wanted to punish him and love him fiercely, and his hands firmly buckled him under his body without obeying the call, and only one hand pulled out his loose clothes.

Shu Jin knew that Wei Ya must be confused, so he rubbed his hand away and slapped him angrily, "Stop, or someone will castrate you tomorrow." ”

Wei Ya unbuttoned his clothes without hesitation, lifted a corner of the quilt to wrap himself and Shu Jin, and then groped for Shu Jin's lower body, holding down Shu Jin's vital point without warning. "Did he do that to you that night?"

Shu Jin was shocked, and immediately shuddered, his hands tightly grasped the wrist that held his lower body, and warned: "He didn't have time to treat me like this, he was already dead." ”

Wei Ya rubbed it recklessly, wanting to knead Shu Jin, knowing that Shu Jin would not attack him, he deliberately asked: "Then I... Will it die? ”

Shu Jin was rubbed with goosebumps all over his body, and when he saw the spices burning even more, he became frightened: "You go away, you are already delirious, you are crazy!" ”

"Yes, I'm crazy," he said, pushing his knees against Shu Jin's legs, "You dare to hide from me." ”

Wei Ya shrank into the quilt, rubbed it with his left hand, imprisoned Shu Jin's resisting hands with his right hand, and slowly kissed him delicately from his neck to his chest, and then stayed, playing and provoking.

Shu Jin itched uncomfortably, the crisp/itch on his chest wiped out his consciousness like a string crumbling inch by inch, he bit his lower lip tightly, his breath was messy, and he stopped with a heavy nasal voice: "Uh... Stop it. ”

Wei Ya knowingly teased for a long time, and his left hand clearly felt Shu Jin's reaction, and he intensified his efforts until he took the initiative to abandon his weapon and surrender. "You're obviously angry, but you're emotional."

"Get out, give it to me..." Before Shu Jin finished yelling, he was forced, and the second half of the words were stuck in his throat, and he was so numb that he didn't know what to do.

Wei Ya finally let go of Shu Jin's chest, climbed into his ear, sniffed deeply at the tempting taste of the prey, and violently bit the root of his dodging ear, sucked/sucked for a while, and pursed his lips unsatisfied, "Sue me, there is an aphrodisiac poison in the pear lotus fragrance, and you have been smoking the fake for two years." ”

Wei Ya is convinced of the poisonous speculation of Pear Lotus at this moment, because he can't hold it back, and because he is the person he loves, the uncontrollable desire in his bones is about to rush out and bully him.

Shu Jin's wrist was strangled by Wei Ya, and he couldn't push Wei Ya away with all his strength, so he could only enjoy it without any resistance, he was the king above him!

Wei Ya rubbed Shu Jin's legs away with an urgent grin, and the hot hard object under his body was against his secluded place: "Don't struggle, let me, a ruffian in the market, be of good use for a while." ”

"Uh~"

Wei Ya's eyes burned with love and anger, and he vented his strength and twitched/dried, so that he didn't pity it, and let the feeling of pleasure get carried away wantonly. Shu Jin didn't resist, and threw himself into hugging the man on his body, like hugging the most beloved thing, bearing the almost irresistible happiness he brought, and unbearably opened his mouth against Wei Ya's collarbone, afraid that he would groan.

"You... Can you stand it? Hearing the sultry murmur of the people under him, Wei Ya had to stop and asked considerately but meaninglessly.

Shu Jin collapsed, took the opportunity to breathe heavily, clasped the back of his hand on his forehead, covered his ashamed gaze, and asked, "Can you stop?" ”

Wei Ya grabbed Shu Jin's waist: "Then you have a good rest tomorrow." ”

Have a good rest tomorrow? Shu Jin suddenly struck a cool man, his tail spine tightened, and he trembled and tightly grabbed the sheet under him.

"Wait, stop."

"What's wrong?" Wei Ya lovingly covered the back of Shu Jin's head.

Shu Jin stroked the handsome half of Wei Ya's face, and said weakly with his full lips, "Don't ask me about the fake, okay?" ”

Wei Ya paused, and was about to speak, but was kissed by Shu Jin, and the pox on his chest was also caressed. Yu Ya trembled, and Nai was in no hurry to beat violently again.

"I won't ask, uh, no more."