Probably because he didn't expect his hands to be so heavy, King Aqi turned around and looked at his newlywed wife who was holding her hands trembling in pain, and he couldn't bear it a little, but he still said with a cold face: "Your marriage with this king is a contract." You are a good concubine of this king, and this king can give you the glory and wealth of being a princess of this king, but you don't want to think about any husband and wife love. ”

King Aqi opened the door, stepped into the night with one foot, but paused again, looked at the magnificent night dotted with red lanterns outside the door, his eyes were suddenly deep, and he added in a deep voice: "Love and love, this king will never give it to you." You're dead to this heart. ”

"Lord Wang! The concubine doesn't want any glory and wealth, and the concubine doesn't want any princess rights, the concubine just wants to be a loving couple with the prince! ”

The terrible cry was drowned out in the noise coming from the front yard, Ling Ziqi chased to the door and knelt down at the bottom of the steps, only to see that the straight back of King Aqi like a pine and cypress had gone far away, and the direction was to the gladiator's Xiyuan cave room.

West Garden, in front of the Book Building. King Aqi has been standing for a long time.

Upstairs, the window reflects a tall figure, holding a pot in one hand and a cup in the other, drinking one cup after another, never stopping. The man's movements were unbridled, very different from those of the brutal gladiators who shed blood and sweat in the ring.

For a moment, Su Yuqi, the king of Aqi, even wondered if he was a gladiator after all.

"More deeply, the prince should come and talk in the room." The figure upstairs finally spoke, and his voice was gentle and sparse, as faint as a tasteless cool white open.

King Aqi walked upstairs, unhurriedly, pushed the door, closed the door, and moved without a little procrastination. The figure in front of the window turned around and finally saw his face clearly.

A face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, sharp and angular, sharp but not noisy. A pair of slender eyes, the eyes are as black as ink, but they are alienated and indifferent in the depth.

It is a face that can turn all beings upside down. Su Jia's provocative eyes are indeed poisonous. But...... It doesn't seem to be easy to navigate.

But fortunately, what the Aqi Royal Mansion needs is not a obedient slave, but a master who can support the palace.

King Aqi picked up the wine glass on the table, took two steps towards him, and handed the cup to him, "Pour a glass for this king." ”

The hand holding the pot was steady, and he poured a glass of wine, not a drop of which was spilled, and the red sleeve robe touched the back of King Aqi's hand, and King Aqi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

He smiled detachedly, as if he didn't realize it.

King Aqi raised his glass and drank it all, not a drop was left, and said indifferently: "What's your name?" ”

"The surname dish (pronounced mǐn) is named, and the word Xuanlin is born." His gentle gaze paused on King Aqi's face, "In addition to not knowing my name, do you not know my gender?" ”

It's not a tone of questioning, and there's no half-mocking meaning, it's just an ordinary question, but the tone is still so faint that there is no trace of taste.

King Aqi handed over the empty cup again, motioned to Pan Ye to pour wine, and avoided Pan Ye's question, "Pan Ye?" Are you from Sichuan? ”

Dish Ye's slender fingers pinched the body of the pot, and his movements gracefully and smoothly poured a glass of wine for King Aqi, and the corners of his mouth picked out a subtle sarcastic smile, "Kawakami Dish family? Can't climb high. I'm just a homeless man who doesn't even have a home, and I don't remember where I came from. ”

The Kawakami family is a big family, and among the families in the wilderness, its power ranks first, and it is famous for its abundance of wise men and swordsmen.

King Aqi did not shy away from looking at Yu Ye and looked at him deeply, "Tramp? Will the homeless have a name, a surname, and a character? ”

Cai Ye asked indifferently: "Who stipulates that homeless people can't have names, surnames, and characters?" ”

"Yes." King Aqi stared at his eyes for a moment, knowing that he was lying, he was still very calm: "However, in the Yushi Country, and even in the entire Dongzhou Continent, more than half of the people are troublesome and don't like to put a word or number after their name. However, people like to use words or aliases. King Aqi suddenly poured the cup into his mouth, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Ye Ji: "Xuanlin, do you still have a number?" ”

The candle shadow is swaying, and against the background of the red wedding dress, the face that is as cold as an iceberg for thousands of years is very vivid.

"Nope." Cai Ye was still warm, and his eyes reflected the same rippling red wedding dress, but there was no smile.