Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Tyrant Is Lonely and Lacks a Demon Concubine

Qin Sheng and Chu Zhiyu glanced at each other.

The corners of his lips rose, "Concubine Ai is innocent, naturally intelligent, unstained with mortal dust, and has a seven-trick exquisite heart, which is naturally not comparable to vulgar fans." ”

"The concubine is stupid, she doesn't dare to figure out Your Majesty's thoughts, if there is anything wrong, I hope Your Majesty Haihan."

"No, what Concubine Ai said is good, good."

He took Chu Zhiyu into his arms and pinched her soft.

"The world says I'm a tyrant."

Chu Zhiyu hurriedly said: "That's their hearsay, blind and deaf, I don't know your majesty ......"

Qin Sheng interrupted her, hooked her chin and made her raise her head, leaning closer, and smelling each other's breath, "I think you can be a demon concubine." ”

Chu Zhiyu suddenly held her breath, thinking for a moment that King Qin had discovered something.

"The tyrant is too lonely, and there is a lack of a demon concubine next to him who will bring disaster to the country and the people." Qin Sheng laughed softly, "What does Concubine Ai think?" ”

Chu Zhiyu snorted coldly in her heart.

How can the demon concubine be so easy to be, if she doesn't have enough ability and honor guard, she will become the target of everyone and be drowned by the spitting stars.

"Your Majesty wishes, how dare the concubine resign?" It's weird.

King Qin was in a happy mood.

After the joke, Chu Zhiyu picked up the bouquet again distressedly, "The flowers are scared." ”

"Sanshui, go pick up a few pots of flowers and give them to Concubine Ai."

Outside the door, Sanshui's voice was heard.

"This flower was picked by the concubine herself for His Majesty, it's different."

"What's the difference?" King Qin asked bluntly.

Chu Zhiyu choked, she stomped her feet and repeated coquettishly, "It's just different." ”

"The concubine picked it herself, Your Majesty will take a look at it."

King Qin was in a good mood at this time, so he was naturally willing to continue playing with her, and reached out to take the bouquet.

"Shhhh

His eyes flashed, and he stretched out his blood-stained fingertips, jokingly, "This is the flower you specially picked for me?" ”

He deliberately clenched the word 'deliberately'.

Chu Zhiyu took back the bouquet in annoyance and hurriedly knelt down, "It's all the concubine's carelessness that didn't remove the spikes on this flower pole and hurt the dragon's body." ”

"If you hurt the dragon's body, do you know what to do?"

King Qin looked at Chu Zhiyu condescendingly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the tyrant who was uncertain and could throw people into the snake cave at any time.

There is no warmth and charm at all.

"The concubine will die for a hundred years, and I beg Your Majesty to give the concubine a chance to atone for her sins......"

She raised her eyes to look at King Qin sadly, revealing a snow-white neck.

Let people have a desire to ravage.

"Huh?"

Chu Zhiyu knew that she was on the right track, she shook her waist slightly, got up slowly, and walked in front of King Qin.

Staring at King Qin, he bent down and slowly held the drops of blood on his fingertips.

Suck gently.

The hungry eyes narrowed slightly, and there was some color and anger inexplicably.

The blood, rolled with a rich dragon qi rushed into his mouth, and the tempting smell of rust hooked Chu Zhiyu's taste buds.

She pressed harder without a trace, trying to roll out more blood.

A mocking snort.

Qin Sheng playfully pinched Chu Zhiyu's soft cheeks, forcing Chu Zhiyu to let go and leave his fingertips.

Originally, it was just a stab, and if it weren't for the blood droplets crumbling on it, I wouldn't even be able to find the wound.

But after being treated by Chu Zhiyu, the wound became obvious.

"Presumptuous."

He pressed hard, and Chu Zhiyu's cheeks hurt, "Atonement? ”

Chu Zhiyu's voice was indistinct, "Wear the guilt and make meritorious service." ”

King Qin laughed angrily, pinched Chu Zhiyu's cheek like this, and threw her out of the door.

"I'm still sick, don't provoke me."

Smack-

The door slammed shut in front of Chu Zhiyu.

She greeted the eyes that looked from all directions, and it was obvious that these people had heard King Qin's last words.

Chu Zhiyu: ......

Look at it, she is not a demon concubine who doesn't even let go of the patient.