Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Ever since she had sent Lin Lang, half of the heart-wrenching flowers on the mission board had lit up.
As the Devil King of this world, Ji Wenyuan would never let her sleep with another man, regardless of whether it was because of her dignity or love.
Here, she made a play. On the other side, didn’t Ji Wenyuan’s torture value suddenly rise by half?
According to this progress, before Ji Wenyuan fell in love with her, wouldn’t the five flowers of torture value be filled up?
Xia Ling was happy in her heart, but she didn’t know that because of her provocation, Ji Wenyuan had already killed Yu Zhu and launched a rebellion in advance.
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The palace door of Spring Dew Hall was pushed open.
The bright light came in, and Xia Ling was so provoked that she narrowed her eyes.
When she opened them again, the palace door was closed. Through the layers of red gauze, she saw a slender and handsome man.
The palace door was closed.
The man took off his brown outer robe, revealing his slender and good figure. On this body, a single garment made of red gauze was put on him.
That pair of pitch-black eyes stared at her face from the man.
“Ji… Minister Ji…”
Xia Ling stood up, her long raven-green hair falling down like a waterfall behind her.
She couldn’t possibly have sex with Yu Zhu.
She dressed like this just to provoke Ji Wenyuan.
But wasn’t her provocation too harsh?
Ji Wenyuan actually wore the red gauze of a male servant’s pet.
The red gauze was made of a outer robe style, but what could this thin layer of red gauze hide? It was only half-hidden and half-exposed, adding to the interest.
“Your Majesty, you seem a little disappointed to see this humble subject? ”
With a smile on his lips, Ji Wenyuan’s eyes darkened as he walked over step by step.
He walked to the front of Xia Ling.
He was very tall, so when he stood in front of Xia Ling like this, Xia Ling was more than half a head shorter than him, carrying a strong sense of oppression. Xia Ling could only look up at him.
Xia Ling: “Of course, the one I summoned today is Yu Zhu, how could it be Minister Ji… Oh.”
Her lips and teeth were fiercely blocked by the man.
He was extremely fierce, as if he was punishing her.
After pushing her onto the couch, he chased after her tongue and entangled with her for a while, then he whispered in her ear.
“If his majesty wants the Jade Bamboo, I’m afraid she can only accompany him underground.”
“Your Majesty, do you want to go to the netherworld with him?”
His deep voice was filled with an unexplainable aggression. It was as if he was a different person from the previously gentle Ji Wenyuan.
“You… what do you mean by this? Prime Minister Ji, what did you do to the Jade Bamboo?” Xia Ling’s phoenix eyes flashed. She pretended to be angry and kicked the man who was originally on top of her off the bed.
The body-torturing flower on the mission board flashed, and two-thirds of it was lit up.
Xia Ling was satisfied.
On the other side, Ji Wenyuan’s body was in pain. He supported himself on the couch and stood up.
His deep eyes looked at the woman who was supporting herself on the couch.
The woman leaned against the couch with her black hair scattered. Her phoenix-like eyes were filled with anger as she looked at him.
“Your Majesty!” Ji Wenyuan curled his thin lips and sat down on the side of the couch again.
He looked at Xia Ling and pressed his body down. His gaze locked onto her face.
“Your Majesty, are you angry because your subject disobeyed the holy will, or are you angry because your subject killed Yu Zhu?”
That low voice asked Xia Ling.
On the mission board, the heart-wrenching little flower was shining and rising.
Looking at the man’s deep eyes, she was oppressed by him and questioned him.
The air was a little tense. Xia Ling looked at him and instinctively licked her lips.
Ji Wenyuan’s eyes darkened, but he still waited for her answer.
“I…”
If she said that it was because of Yu Zhu, then this heart-wrenching little flower would definitely be more than half full.
