Dianxia Qingcheng

Qi Changyi's knee was hurting even more, and was pulled vigorously by Pei Zheng in front of him, so he could only struggle to keep up.

Pei Zheng disliked the little man behind him walking slowly, and when he looked back and saw him limping, he asked loudly, "What's wrong with the legs?"

Qi Changyi didn't want him to worry, and explained in a low voice, "It's nothing, it's just that I accidentally knocked on it."

Pei Zheng snorted coldly, thinking that he was making a fuss, and said angrily, "Let's go quickly if you have nothing to do, tomorrow's morning will not be delayed."

Then continue to walk forward quickly, the strength of the hand is not reduced at all.

After stepping into the palace where Qi Changyi lived, the two eunuchs at the door closed the door with their heads lowered, as if they were not surprised that Pei Zheng appeared here in the middle of the night.

Stepping into the dormitory, Li Yu was already waiting early, and when they saw Pei Zheng, everyone in the dormitory hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Pei Zheng raised his eyes lightly, "Let's all go down."

Everyone should go out of the door one by one.

The bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Pei Zheng let go of his hand, walked straight to the desk in the hall and sat down, closing his eyes and pinching his eyebrows.

Qi Changyi stood on the spot at a loss, he stretched out his hand and fumbled twice on his wrist, where it was already red.

Pei Zheng raised his eyelids and looked at the little man in front of him, his teeth itch with anger just thinking of the scene just now.

"Not yet."

Cold tone.

Qi Changyi walked over cautiously, but he walked a little crookedly again, and his knees were so painful that he didn't dare to look at Pei Zheng, so he obediently walked over and stood still.

Pei Zheng looked at him with dark eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed him to the ground suddenly, Qi Changyi sat on the ground with his buttocks, tears in tears.

Before he could react to what was going on, Pei Zheng's tall figure squatted down, his slender fingers lifted his outer pants, revealing his fair calves.

Pei Zheng lifted his pants up again, and then his eyes turned cold.

Qi Changyi's knees were red and swollen, which formed a very strong contrast with the snow-white skin. There were still red blood streaks in several serious places, which looked a bit scary.

"how did you make it?"

Qi Changyi shrank his leg back, trying to cover the injury, but Pei Zheng grabbed his ankle.

"Say, how did you do it?"

His tone was already a little impatient.

This is not the first time that Qi Changyi has found scars he doesn't know about. This little fool lives in this cannibalistic harem by himself. If he doesn't protect him secretly or secretly, he probably won't know how he died. .

Qi Changyi was frightened by Pei Zheng's fierce eyes, and his language was a little awkward, "I, I hit it myself, just at the banquet, it's fine, it doesn't hurt at all, really, Brother Pei, you Do not be angry…"

He is not afraid of being hurt or pain, and he is most afraid of Pei Zheng being angry with himself.

Pei Zheng snorted coldly and pressed his fingers **** his wound, Qi Changyi sucked in a breath of cold air, and his eyes were watery.

"what!"

"Didn't you say it doesn't hurt?" Pei Zheng retracted his fingers, stood up, and looked at Qi Changyi condescendingly, "When will this righteousness of His Highness be corrected? Is it the same in front of General Zhao?"

Qi Changyi opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer. He could see Pei Zheng's anger, and just wanted to calm him down according to his wishes.

Thinking of what Pei Zheng did when he came to his own bedroom at night, Qi Changyi tried to stand up, slowly leaned over to him, and stretched out his tender and tender hand.

Pei Zheng felt the soft and boneless hands and took a few deep breaths. The hands were incoherent, and he only knew how to mess around, but it also made Pei Zheng's body tighten, and the blood all over his body was roaring and roaring.