The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

Mei Xueyi's shoulder was so painfully pinched by Wei Jinzhao.

Even in the most emotional moment, he would not use so much strength to hold her tightly.

Jinling Xiaoshiji has been dragged away for a while, and he still hasn't let go of her.

Mei Xueyi felt something was wrong, she raised her eyes carefully, and found that he was panting heavily, and there were thin bloodshots overflowing from the dark eyes.

There was no expression on his face, and it felt gloomy for no reason.

"Your Majesty?" She raised her hand and stroked his heart.

He finally moved his eyelids, his eyes still staring at her deeply, his thin lips moved, and he said hoarsely: "The queen is virtuous and virtuous, do you want to persuade me to accept Zhao Runru as a concubine and ease the relationship between the two countries?"

Mei Xueyi: "…"

This guy is really blind. Can the four words of her blood-robed demon and virtuous and virtuous be on the slightest side? Persuade him to sleep with another woman? He must have thought too much.

As soon as his lips moved, his icy fingers pressed up, forbidding her to speak.

He stared straight at her and continued: "In this way, the queen can find a chance to leave with Shen Shizi?"

Mei Xueyi: "…"

Shen Xiuzhu, it's Shen Xiuzhu again! This faint man is really sick!

One day, when she regains her strength, the first thing she has to do is to beat this madman on the head until he is normal.

But at this moment, people are the knife and I am the fish, so she can only swallow her anger, push him into the soft gold couch, twist her waist, and sit on top of him.

Holding back her anger, she tugged at his girdle fiercely.

Wei Jinchao: "...what are you doing?"

"Murder my husband!" She tugged a few times but failed to remove his belt. She lowered her head fiercely, biting the brocade with her teeth and tearing it apart, "Let you die on the bed, so I can run away with Shen Xiuzhu!"

Wei Jinchao: "…"

He stared at her like **** for a while, coughing and laughing.

He caught her, rolled over and shoved her into the golden silk couch, imprisoning her between his arms.

He stared at her and smiled fiercely: "Mei Xueyi...Mei Xueyi!"

"Wei Jinchao." She called him by his first name for the first time, "I don't like Shen Xiuzhu, let alone go with him."

He stared at her stubbornly, as if to cut open the skin of her painting with his eyes and strip out her true heart.

He suddenly asked, "What about me? Do you like me?"

Mei Xueyi's breathing was stagnant, and her eyes flickered.

The distance between the two of them is too close, and their eyes meet, his dark eyes seem to be able to look through her eyes, so that all thoughts have nowhere to hide. The morbid affection is like mountains and seas, too heavy, oppressing her, making her unable to speak false sweet words easily for a while.

Her momentary hesitation fell into his eyes, and he hooked his lips: "It doesn't matter. I don't mind."

He turned over and sat beside the golden silk soft couch, restraining his momentum.

Mei Xueyi felt that a small stone fell into the empty place in her heart, and she felt a slight pain.

She sat up and gently wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him.

He took her hand away: "don't force it. Don't be in a hurry."

They all say that they are lonely and they are not in a hurry.

He slowly raised his jaw, his voice calm: "If you choose to go with him, then you will die. Gu... can't wait to kill you, no joke."

She could feel him suppressing his churning emotions.

He is torturing himself.

Mei Xueyi sighed and pressed her cheek to his back.

"As long as I don't leave you, you'll keep me safe, right?" she whispered.

His body shuddered, and a low and firm voice sounded close to her: "Yes."

Well, with that said, she was relieved. By the side of this dunjun, the food is delicious and delicious, and the clothes are damask satin, and you can take a bath with flowers every day on the march. If you want the best of heaven and earth, you can talk to him...Leave him? Is she crazy or sick?

If he talked about the matter of the bed, his face was so good-looking that it made people dizzy, and he might have been snatched back to the Heavenly Demon Palace by her in the past. It's hard to say who's taking advantage of who.

In short, as long as she is not attracted to him and does not think deeply that she is not the 'Mei Xueyi' in his heart, then there is no problem.

Are you excited? Oh, the blood-clothed demon is just an idea.

She put her arms around him again, wrapping her arms around his thin waist.

Just as he was about to speak, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside. After getting permission, a valet bowed his head and said, "Deputy General Shen asks to see His Majesty."

Wei Jinzhao smiled lowly.

"This Shen Xiuzhu! Let him in."

Mei Xueyi still hugged him, and he gently tugged her arm without moving.

He turned his handsome face to the side: "Queen, Shen Xiuzhu is coming in."

She didn't move, and said lazily: "Why, does Jun Jun still care about his image in front of his courtiers?"

He laughed hoarsely and left her alone, letting her hang on his body like a boneless vine.

Before Shen Xiuzhu stepped into the chariot, Mei Xueyi let go of her hand and sat solemnly beside Jun Jun.

"Your Majesty!" Shen Xiuzhu's face was full of urgency, "Jinling Xiaoshiji can't be killed! I would like to remonstrate with death, and ask Your Majesty to take it back!"

Looking at his appearance, Mei Xueyi couldn't help but think of Wei Jinchao's evaluation of Shen's family - loyal ministers and good generals.

In fact, she also knew that it was unwise to kill Zhao Runru. Of course, it's not easy to talk about wisdom and wisdom with Jun Jun.

If Zhao Runru is dead, then from now on, no one will choose to negotiate with Wei Guo again. Anyone who raises a flag to rebel is a famous teacher.

Even if we don’t talk about the future and only talk about the present, if we kill the messenger of peace now, then Jinling will have no way to retreat, and can only fight with all his strength. At the price, if the defending army is dragged into the quagmire with flesh and blood, the defending army will be wiped out sooner or later.

Mei Xueyi raised her cheeks and looked at the faint.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes deep and unfathomable: "Zhao Runru must die."

Shen Xiuzhu quickly analyzed the situation. He was so anxious that his forehead was densely covered with bright beads of sweat.

"Gu all know what you said." Wei Jinzao turned his black jade wrench, lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "But Gu said she must die."

Word by word.

"Your Majesty!" Shen Xiuzhu kowtowed heavily, "Think again, Your Majesty! If my father is here, he will definitely remonstrate with death, Your Majesty!"

Wei Jinchao pointed at the forehead with a slender finger, and his voice was flat and slow: "Guo Ding Guogong will stick to the border of Qishu. If he dares to take a step away, Gu will take someone else's head - not for his death."

Shen Xiuzhu: "…"

He was so worried, he turned his eyes and landed on Mei Xueyi.

She was eating berries with a nonchalant expression.

"Queen! Persuade Your Majesty!" Shen Xiuzhu gritted his teeth.

Mei Xueyi raised her head and said nonchalantly, "Shen Shizi is very reasonable, it is reasonable to say that Jinling Xiaoshiji should not be killed. But Your Majesty punished her because she offended me. If I intercede, wouldn't it make Your Majesty Chilling? In my heart, nothing is more important than His Majesty being happy."

The eyes of the two men were slightly stunned, and they didn't expect her to say such a thing.

Wei Jinzhao's lips curled into an invisible arc, and then quickly smoothed it out.

He nodded and moved his fingers: "Since the queen is also interceding for her... so, let's leave a whole body. Chongxi, give the Jiujiu to Shen Shizi, and Shen Shizi will take her on the road."

Attendant Chongxi bowed and stepped forward, with a delicate jade cup on the tray.

Shen Xiuzhu's long eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Wei Jinchao in disbelief.

Jun Jun's eyes were dark and deep, and he looked down from a height and stared into his eyes: "If Shen Shizi insists on admonishing death, he will drink it himself."

His voice was low and hoarse, his aura was heavy, there was no malice or anger, only indifference to life and death.

Shen Xiuzhu sucked in a breath of cold air and stretched out his trembling fingertips. When he touched the jade cup, his hand seemed to be burned by the cold wall.

Bending his fingers, he squeezed the cup tightly.

His teeth clenched involuntarily.

Obviously, even if he really drank this cup of dove wine, Wei Jinchao would still kill Jinling Xiaoshiji. This drowsy monarch has always been one of a kind. When he built the Star Picking Platform and the Chaomu Palace, Shen Xiuzhu witnessed with his own eyes how ruthless he was.

The reason why Wei Guo has not been in chaos is just because this stunned prince is really lucky.

In order to build a high platform, the mountain was quarried, and several huge gold and jade rich mines were dug in succession. With this windfall, Huon Jun can not only build large-scale construction projects, but also reduce taxes, build roads and build bridges and ditches. As a result, the people of Wei Guo lived better than before.

The demands of the people are very simple, as long as you can live a good life, no matter what kind of tyrant you are.

If you have enough food and clothing and you can store surplus food, who has the leisure to rebel? If a courtier wants to turn against the monarch, the people below will be the first to refuse.

Shen Xiuzhu reluctantly squeezed the dove cup in his hand, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Stop, stop, no matter what, you have to leave a whole body for Xiao Shiji.

He got up tiredly and was about to retire when a young general came hurriedly, kneeling heavily on the ground with one knee.

"Your Majesty! Jinling Xiao Shiji, disappeared!"

Wei Jinchao and Mei Xueyi looked at Shen Xiuzhu with a tacit understanding.

Shen Xiuzhu showed helplessness, and hurriedly defended: "It's not a minister, a minister only has the heart to give advice, and has no courage to rob the execution ground."

That's the big sin of the Zhu clan.

The young general continued to report: "There are no traces at the scene, no casualties, and no witnesses. The person suddenly disappeared, and the subordinates are puzzled."

Mei Xueyi raised her eyebrows slightly.

She didn't think it was so strange. Cultivators above Jindan, and with the help of some hidden magic weapons, can come and go freely in the mortal army.

Even the Feihuojian appeared, and there was nothing strange about one or two monks.

She leisurely looked at the stunned prince.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and restrained his momentum, looking like a sea without waves and waves.

"Go and see for yourself." He slowly got up, "Shen Shizi, you are with me."

Shen Xiuzhu lowered his head and followed.

When he was about to step out the door, Jun Jun turned his head and said nonchalantly, "The queen is good to rest."

Wei Jinzhao returned to the chariot while Mei Xueyi was taking a bath.

She shrank warily under the petals, revealing only her eyes and nose.

He hasn't touched her for a while since the mandarin ducks played in the water last time. Thinking of the faint phrase "The Queen is resting" before he left, Mei Xueyi couldn't help but twitch at the corners of her mouth, fearing that he would hold back her strength and prepare to give her a big one.

When he turned his eyes, he saw that he was holding a thread book in his hand.

Mei Xueyi: "…"

Now, when she sees this script, she will reflexively suffer from backache and leg cramps.

"Your Majesty!" She hurriedly talked about the business, "Then how did Jinling Xiaoshiji escape?"

"No hurry." Wei Jinchao looked at her meaningfully, "Let's listen to this first - the story of the queen leaving the palace."

Mei Xueyi jumped in her heart and raised her eyes to stare at him.

He didn't approach her, but sat on the soft gold couch, holding the scroll with one hand, and slowly read it.

The story goes like this-

After the victory of Jiawuguan, Jinling failed to attack for three months. Qin Ji had no choice but to send someone to ask for peace.

Wei Jinchao is a Mingjun, and naturally he will not resort to military affairs. He accepts it when he sees it, and decides to make peace with Qin Ji.

It was time for him to go back to see his beloved wife. After the battle of Pingyuan, Mei Xueyi returned to the capital and continued to arrange logistical supplies for him. After all, the couple had not seen each other for three months.

When the thoughts come together, it can be called a hundred claws scratching the heart, and lovesickness.

After arranging the defense of Jiawu Pass, Wei Jinchao moved back to the DPRK. Along the way, Zhao Runru, a woman from Jinling, asked to see him several times, but all of them were rejected.

He knew what Qin Ji meant, and Qin Ji wanted him to take Zhao Runru as his concubine. In this way, the relationship between the two countries could be closer.

He did not consider the proposal. As long as the peace talks are over and the interests are delivered, Zhao Runru will be thrown back to Jinling.

He has already finalized the candidate for peace talks.

Although his queen looks slender, in fact, she is a talented person with a ravine in her chest. He planned to hand over the peace talks to her and let her deal with Zhao Runru. He has already learned her cunning and wisdom, and if she is involved, he will definitely be able to extract the greatest benefits from Jinling.

Back in Kyoto that night, it was Xiaobiesheng's wedding again.

This time, King Wei extravagantly changed into a white jade couch, embraced his sweet wife, and fell in love with hearty love...

…

Mei Xueyi listened to Wei Jinchao slowly recite the straightforward and warm words in a calm tone. She was in the hot water, but she didn't feel the slightest heat.

"Your Majesty..." She couldn't help but interrupt him.

Dark eyes glanced over.

Calm and deep, no waves.

She didn't know what to say. When he recited 'a hundred claws scratch your heart, lovesickness becomes a disease' in his unique voice, her chest actually felt sore, and strands of unspeakable bitterness and sweetness intertwined, falling to the most empty place in the depths of her heart .

But at this moment, he recited the two people on the white jade couch in a straightforward manner, and she felt a sense of loss.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he lowered his eyes and continued to read the story-

After King Wei returned to the dynasty, he was busier than ever.

At night, he found that his petite wife was like a small animal showing its claws, fierce and tight, as if he wanted to drain his marrow.

She really underestimated him.

Wei Jinchao showed his true skills and turned her into a handful of crisp snow and a pool of flower mud.

Occasionally she casually mentions that Zhao Runru, the young princess of Jinling, is really invincible and thick-skinned. She always opens her eyes and lies in front of Mei Xueyi, saying that King Wei and her had an affair on the road, and that King Wei did not return to the palace during the day. At that time, he was accompanying her in the Hall of Insufficiency.

Wei Jin only found it funny. He told her that Zhao Runru tried to get in front of him several times, but was dismissed by him from a distance. After returning to Beijing for a few days, he didn't even know what the hostage girl looked like.

He has no interest in other women.

Although it was love at first sight with Mei Xueyi, the longer he got along with her, the more he fell for her. The peerless face is just the tip of the iceberg, her heart is transparent, from the inside to the outside, extremely beautiful. He has already prayed in his heart that a pair of people, year after year...

…

At this point, the voice of Jun Jun was completely hoarse.

Mei Xueyi crouched on the edge of the wooden barrel, full of disappointment.

This book, I don't know which expert wrote a love letter for him.

It was obviously affectionate and obscenity, but when she heard it in her ears, her heart was slightly sad, her nose and eyes were sore, and she just wanted to hug him and be greedy for the joy of this day.