Blood is like a lotus.

Duguxi looked at Zixi in shock, watched her order someone to fetch a wine cup, and watched her cut her fingers without hurry, dripping bright red blood into the wine cup little by little.

Then Zixi threw away the dagger and raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him: "Originally, I didn't have to bleed to make your life worse than death, but the little thing is still too small, so I have to let it eat and drink enough first." ”

After the words fell, he put the wine cup on the tip of the young man's nose: "Little thing, the taste of this blood should be very fragrant." ”

Duguxi clenched his hands, and his heart was uneasy.

Dot?

Who is the little thing?

The empress shouldn't be calling him......

An undetectable slight commotion in his body was transmitted, Dugu Xi froze instantly, realizing a terrible thing, he suddenly reached out and knocked over the wine cup in Zixi's hand, and the whole person jumped up like lightning and swept towards the outside of the hall.

And yet—

Bang!

Before he could get close to the temple gate, his body fell in like a kite with a broken string.

Nan Mohao, who was dressed in a black woven gold robe, walked in from outside, staring at him coldly, like a dark death descending.

Duguxi exhaled, and the blood at the corner of his mouth lined the delicate and fair face, looking bewitching and weak.

"Run for what?" Zixi slowly stood up, with a smile on her lips, "Xiao Xi'er's light skills are really good." ”

Duguxi realized that tonight was not going well, his complexion became more and more pale, and his tone became more and more pitiful: "Your Majesty, I ...... I'm really wronged, wronged......"

Nan Mohao turned his head, his eyes touched Zixi's fingertips that were still dripping blood, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he walked over and took out a handkerchief to wipe it for her, "Your Majesty, don't hurt yourself." ”

Zixi glanced at his fingertips, and said in a light tone: "It's okay." ”

When the words fell, Fu raised his eyes to look at Dugu Xi again, and lightly hooked his lips: "Xiao Xi'er, I will not torture you, nor will I do anything to you that you are not willing to do, as long as you can survive tonight, I believe that you are innocent." ”

With that, she turned and walked towards the inner sanctum, as if she really didn't intend to pay any more attention to this scheming young man.

"Uncle Huang." The girl's tone was calm, "Come in." ”

Hearing this, Nan Mohao followed up with the inner hall without saying a word.

Zixi leaned down at the head of the bed, closed her eyes a little tiredly, raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows: "Pinch me." ”

"Yes."

Nan Mohao complied, raised his hand and put his hand on the girl's sideburns, and controlled the strength to press it carefully.

The hall was silent.

The sound of breathing gradually became rapid, and the beautiful young man covered his heart, his brows were tightly locked, his face was pale, and he felt uneasily the strangeness in his body, as if something was biting the pain.

A pain that is completely unfamiliar.

At first, it was just a little ant sting, and then the pain gradually intensified...... It turned into a bite, and an ant seemed to multiply in an instant, turning into countless insects biting......

Heart, mouth, intestines, arms and meridians...... Duguli clutched his arm tightly, grabbed it and was drenched in blood, eager to pull out the insects on his skin......

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......" He turned his head and looked at the inner sanctum, cold sweat on his pale little face, "I didn't ...... I really don't have ...... Your Majesty, I was wronged, and I did not harm the king of Qingjun......"

Zixi lay quietly on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, enjoying the extremely comfortable pressure brought by the man's powerful ten fingers.