His eyebrows were as thick as lacquer, his thick eyelashes were slender and curled, his nose was straight, his sexy lips were tightly pursed, and his angular face, which was like a carved version of his face—my chest was like an excited rabbit scurrying around.

In the past, I only paid attention to the imperial domineering and heart-stopping wild arrogance revealed in his gestures, but I never thought that his face was so handsome!

The chest is broad, the body is dignified... No, no, no, what kind of wind am I pumping again...

Possessed close to Ying Zhengbi's much more docile aura than usual, thinking about the rumors that the outside world said that this was the first time he was injured for a woman, looking at his noble appearance, contemplation-

It is a very jealous thing for a big man to have slightly curled thick long eyelashes, and Ying Zheng's complexion is bronze, and it is not able to reflect this beautiful fair skin well, especially his domineering temperament completely covers up this characteristic of him - Ying Zheng is simply "tyrannical things".

I sighed inwardly as I gently reached over to touch his eyes. His laceration must have hurt...

When I was about to touch his eyebrows, Yingzheng suddenly moved, my heart trembled, and I hurriedly withdrew my hand, afraid that when he woke up, he would know that I was watching him, and his voice and skirt would leave lightly.

I was panicked and shy, and I just wanted to leave.

There was a neat sparse sound from behind, and then I was hugged by Yingzheng from behind, his jaw against my head, his arms around my upper limbs and body, completely holding me in his arms.

I was dumbfounded for a moment, I didn't dare to act rashly, let alone how to move.

"How long are you going to escape?" He said in a hoarse voice.

I used to have a chaotic mind, but now it's okay, when I heard Ying Zheng's affectionate words, my ears actually began to ring.

Who is Ying Zheng talking to? He must have thought of me as someone who was playing games with him (maybe someone was playing with him), otherwise he would have said that I was on the run...

I was apprehensive in my heart, fearing that I would not be named and would be held by him all the time as a person he had mistaken for his own fantasies, and that he would be convicted of deception when he found out that it was me; I was afraid that I would provoke him after I told me who I was, so I was pushed to the ground by him and shouted back angrily.

I thought about it. I opened my mouth.

"Your Majesty, the slave concubine Tian Tianxi."

Or the crime of bullying the king is more severe.

I'm sure Ying Zheng heard me, for I could clearly feel his arms stiffening around me, but then tightened them tighter.

Knowing that I still don't let go, then he just hugged me.

Although he also pestered Lin Jixiang when he was in Qi and begged for a hug when he pretended to be helpless, Lin Jixiang's hug was the kind of courteous and elegant hug, and Lin Jixiang was as cautious as if he was afraid of breaking me.

Ying Zheng is different, his strength is rough and tight, as strong as if he is afraid that I will fly away.

This domineering possessiveness makes me steady. It also made me feel unprecedented warmth and happiness.

"Are you guilty?"

His jaw dropped. Dip your head in between my collarbones and sniff deeply. He looked up again and pressed his face to my side.

Ying Zheng's words made me nervous for a moment: He is asking me for a crime?!

What kind of sin did he ask, the sin of pulling his hand out of his hand last time in the study? The sin of the Assassin from my repertoire at the birthday party? Or did he have insight into the truth of my friendship with a certain force in Qi State, and he didn't want to play with me like this and be honest with me anymore?

Either way, I can't justifiably say that I owe him. Nor can he calmly face the mistakes he unraveled.

This realization made me shudder for a moment, and I didn't know what to do to react.

"How do you want to torture people like this!" He said emotionally.

Ying Zheng's words sobered me up.

It turns out that he is talking about love, and it turns out that he is not trying to tear his skin and convict me... But I can't listen calmly with honey, at least, I can't be burdened with disaster in my heart now.

Lin Jixiang is still waiting for my salvation, and Yingzheng's eyes also need me to save Lin Jixiang in exchange for his urgent desire to save his light, I have a long way to go, and I can't be happy, and I am not qualified to enjoy it.

Afraid of pushing but Yingzheng's hug made him unhappy again. I carefully stiffened and timidly spoke.

"Your Majesty, the slave concubine insisted on going her own way and decided that Lin Qingong would teach the talent of the slave concubine, but I never thought that such a horrific thing would happen, and the king would be harmed... It's all the fault of the concubines.

Although it is a responsibility. However, the concubine felt that her vision would not be so bad, and she always felt that Lin Qingong could not make such a violent attack, so she wanted to go to the national prison to ask for clarification. ”

I felt that Yingzheng's body was motionless and unchanging, and I didn't know his attitude, but I didn't dare to look back, so I paralyzed myself and said that he was not angry, and continued with the courage to continue.

"Lin Qingong is rigid and stubborn, and he cannot be controlled by force, in case he doesn't know about this matter, it is not appropriate to be moved by the criminal law in the national prison.

The slave concubine dared to ask the king to allow the slave concubine to inquire about Lin Qingong's heart, if this matter really had nothing to do with him, then he danced every day, can you see the abnormality of the riot dancers? ”

After I finished speaking, my heart did not feel lighter, but heavier.

Ying Zheng listened to me whisper, and when he saw that I was close to him, he still had something to ask for, and the heaviness in his snort turned cold. He clearly disliked it, but he didn't refute me either.

"Lin Qin is very important to you?" There was no emotion in his question.

I can't say it's important, because I'm afraid that I'll anger Yingzheng and directly end Lin Jixiang's life; But it can't be said that it's not important, because if it's not important, I don't have a reason to intercede for Lin Jixiang, and Yingzheng doesn't have to care about Lin Jixiang's life or death.

"A teacher for a day, a teacher for life. The heart of the slave concubine lies in gratitude, because of Lin Qingong's talent, the slave concubine can present such passionate lyrics and dance skills to the king, and the slave concubine really admires him. ”

I paid attention to the calmness of Yingzheng at the junction of my cheeks, and said worriedly: "If a generation of talented people is so nonsense, the slave concubine will definitely feel guilty for the rest of her life." Therefore, the slave concubine dared to come to the king, and asked the king to allow the slave concubine to go and inquire, after all, the slave concubine was his disciple, and she could talk to him more peacefully. ”

Yingzheng did not move.

"A pianist's imprisonment has made you anxious; You have been in the palace for nearly eight years, and the widow has gone wild for you, and you occasionally have the heart to come to see him, just to see the violinist and return his innocence-"

Ying Zheng said calmly, but I was ashamed.

"The widowed Mrs. Creek is really a good woman who values love and righteousness!"

His heavy tone made me want to cry.

"There you go!"

He let go of me and took a step back to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Your Majesty—" I turned to explain that I cared about him, too, but he wouldn't let me come closer: "Get out!" ”

The timbre is not angry and self-assured.