My enemies became my companions

Chapter 274 Serve Tea to Me (Additional Update in )

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Qin Qingluo forced himself to stand up, growling angrily, looking like a wounded beast.

Chen Yi, on the other hand, was neither hurried nor slow. He simply pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the tall woman with a smile.

She supported herself on the bed with both hands, half-supporting her body, just like a giant python raising its head, waiting for an opportunity to strike, with murderous intent revealed between her brows. However, her flushed cheeks and lingering heroic temperament formed a kind of beauty that made people want to conquer her.

There was chaos and confusion in her snake pupils, and she had lost some of the majesty of the whip-wielding Southern Border. She clenched her lips, and her clothes were disheveled, revealing a large white area. She had a big frame, so this impact was even more thrilling.

Qin Qingluo stared at this detestable man with eyes full of hatred, but he responded with amusement.

Chen Yi slowly picked up the medicine bottle on the table, opened it and took a look, then said: "Yuchun ointment, tsk tsk, this ointment, just the auxiliary ingredients, it needs Tianshan Snow Lotus, Red Refining Vine and other precious medicines, and it also needs a natural treasure that can only be seen in the mountains as the main ingredient. The effect is not obvious at first, but gradually it will make you burn with desire. This medicine... probably comes from the palace."

Qin Qingluo clutched the mattress and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't care where this medicine comes from, you just need to get out."

"You are an old married couple, why do you still care about these things?" Chen Yi said casually.

Qin Qingluo's eyes were blazing with anger and he said, "Get out of here!"

Chen Yi laughed and said, "I almost forgot, you and Zhu E are an old married couple, as for me... I'm Old Chen next door."

"I kill you!"

Qin Qingluo's teeth were about to shatter, and veins bulged on her arms. She supported herself on the bed with one hand and punched out with the other.

The wind from the fist was so fierce that it made the teacups and bowls on the table rattle. The sleeves of Chen Yi's robe fluttered in the wind, but he remained motionless.

This punch seemed brutal and fierce, but the fist path was already disordered. When it came in front of Chen Yi, the wind from the fist that was intended to kill him instantly dispersed between heaven and earth.

Compared with the murderous intent in her eyes, this punch was like tickling someone, but it also showed that Qin Qingluo's energy had become disordered.

Chen Yi sat leisurely on the chair, holding up his face, admiring the humiliation and unwillingness of this rouge and fiery horse.

He chuckled and said, "Can't you help it?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Qingluo, who was panting heavily, suddenly regained a trace of rationality, raised the corners of his mouth, and said without retreating: "Hehe... I still have some strength left."

"Good concentration." Chen Yi gave a thumbs up.

"Of course it's because of my good self-control..." Qin Qingluo's lips trembled as he forced a smile.

Chen Yi glanced at the tea in the cup, then saw the goose-feather knife on the knife rack, and realized where this place was. No wonder he always felt a sense of familiarity when he walked in. It turned out to be Donggong Ruoshu's boudoir.

At that moment, Chen Yi had no more worries. He stood up calmly, found a small piece of tea cake from the cupboard, broke up the tea leaves, casually added them into the teapot, took out the flint he carried with him, lit the fire, and started to make tea.

"The people of the Western Jin Dynasty are different from us in Dayu. They don't order tea but brew it. The tea is poured out, and the color is rich red, and the bottom is clear. The steps are extremely simple, so we in Dayu often call them Western barbarians for drinking."

Chen Yi poured a bowl of tea, sipped it gently, and talked about the tea ceremony leisurely.

"However, drinking it this way actually has a unique flavor. This tea is thirst-quenching, and after fermentation, it is refreshing and fragrant, not as thick as tea made with tea."

There was a hint of gloom on Qin Qingluo's face. She couldn't understand the meaning of Chen Yi's actions.

After Chen Yi tasted the tea, he poured another bowl of tea, held it with both hands and said:

"Pour you a cup of tea to calm you down."

Qin Qingluo stretched out his hand to grab the ground, and his palm was so fierce that he wanted to smash the tea bowl and Chen Yi's hand together.

When she raised her palm, Chen Yi had already stepped back half a step, dodging the fierce attack just right. The tea was swaying, but not a drop was spilled.

Chen Yi sneered, "I was kind enough to give you tea to calm you down, but you acted like this. Do you believe that I will feel better after this?"

Qin Qingluo's face froze and he clutched the bed sheet even tighter.

Chen Yi took a handful of tea and continued, "Do you think I'm really that impatient? Now that I'm still in Jin Ya Pavilion, do you think I can't distinguish priorities?"

Qin Qingluo stared at him intently, with three parts of suspicion, three parts of hesitation, and three parts of hatred in his eyes.

Chen Yi changed his previous joking tone and said in a serious tone: "If you can hold it in, I will naturally not do anything. I am now a person of importance after all, and I will never take advantage of others. And with the prince's martial arts realm, it should not be difficult for him to hold back this little aphrodisiac."

Qin Qingluo's expression was uncertain, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Then why did you come?"

"The only reason I came here is because Aunt Zhu asked me to help. She cares about you and I couldn't resist her." After Chen Yi finished speaking, he laughed softly and said righteously, "I, Chen Zunming, am also a gangster after all, so I naturally have to talk about friendship. Although you and I have a blood feud, she is different. I am sincere to her."

After the last few words fell, Qin Qingluo gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

Chen Yi handed over the tea bowl in his hand and said, "Don't worry, I just came here, it won't be poisonous."

Qin Qingluo took it in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. A drop of tea flowed down his neck and fell into his clearly defined collarbone. Then it slid down from the white pit between the collarbones and flowed under the bellyband with the pattern of "Double Dragons Playing with a Pearl".

Chen Yi looked at his nose and his heart, took the tea bowl back very politely, and poured another cup of tea.

Qin Qingluo took it again and drank it all in one gulp. She just handed the tea bowl back silently without even a word of thanks, and Chen Yi didn't care.

It had been several hours since she was attacked, and she hadn't drunk a drop of water during this period. In addition, the Yuchun ointment caused her blood and qi to surge, and she was already thirsty. After drinking five or six bowls of tea, Qin Qingluo finally quenched her thirst a little.

When Chen Yi poured the seventh bowl of tea, Qin Qingluo had barely adapted to the effects of the medicine and regained some of her rationality. However, her face was still flushed, and she took the tea and stared at Chen Yi.

The man who was usually impatient now looked like a well-educated gentleman, sitting steadily on the chair and sipping tea leisurely.

Seeing that she had calmed down a bit, Chen Yi asked, "Have you suppressed the effect of the drug?"

"Of course." The female prince said provocatively, "Not everyone is a sex-hungry ghost like you."

Chen Yi waved his hand, and said with almost no evil thoughts in his eyes: "If I were really a sex-hungry ghost, I'm afraid you would have been in trouble. It's not that I don't have a chance to keep you in the capital. I can choose not to save you, but by then, won't you still fall into my hands?"

"..." His words were quite correct. Qin Qingluo was speechless for a moment. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You... have other plans?"

Chen Yi did not answer, but said: "Regardless of whether I have other plans, you should think about why you are acting so recklessly?"

Qin Qingluo was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he laughed and said playfully: "Chen Zunming, are you concerned about me?"

Chen Yi looked at the hairpin in her hair and said casually, "It's a pity that there is one less rouge and fierce horse in the world."

Qin Qingluo noticed where his gaze was, and in horror she snatched the hairpin from her hair, twisted her wrist and threw it!
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With a blast that broke through the air, the golden hairpin flew away like lightning, then pierced through Chen Yi's hair and nailed heavily into the wall, with hideous cracks appearing with it as the center.

Chen Yi had a blank expression on his face.

The female prince said word by word:

"I kept this hairpin so that I could use it to kill you one day."

Chen Yi turned around, pulled the golden hairpin out of the wall, blew away the dust on it, and slowly walked over.

"Then keep it well. This gold hairpin of Shi Fengxuan is worth several hundred taels each."

Chen Yi twisted the hairpin in his left hand and slowly put it back into her hair.

His right hand was placed flat in front of his abdomen. Qin Qingluo half-supported her body, her golden snake pupils half-closed. She let Chen Yi put on the hairpin steadily, supporting herself with both hands without moving.

The whole process was very smooth.

Qin Qingluo's hands were pressing on the bed sheet, her head was slightly raised, like a giant python waiting for an opportunity to hunt. As long as Chen Yi relaxed for a moment, she would suddenly kill him. It took Chen Yi a total of six movements from walking over to putting on the hairpin. His breathing was steady, his wrist was stable, and he put on the hairpin with one hand.

The beauty had been looking for a good opportunity. When Chen Yi took a half step back as if to admire her, her fingertips slightly left the bed sheets, revealing subtle changes.

However, Chen Yi's hand was still placed in front of his abdomen and was raised an inch.

This means that Chen Yi is aware of her every move and has locked every move.

As long as she moved, he would move with her, breaking the hand that she used to kill him with a crackling sound of bones.

The realm of martial arts lies in fighting on both large and small scales, and in creating undercurrents on small scales.

You don't know which move will take your life.

Chen Yi took away her empty tea bowl and poured her another half bowl of tea.

"You haven't told me yet, why do you have to act so recklessly?"

Qin Qingluo took the tea, used the bitter taste to distract himself, suppressed the effect of the medicine, and said calmly: "It's just a word 'fight'."

"You are trying to fish in troubled waters again." Chen Yi said.

"Without fighting and gambling, how can there be a world? This was true of Emperor Gaozu of Han and Emperor Wu of Song."

Chen Yi shook his head: "You don't have their ability, so why bother to fight and gamble?"

Qin Qingluo said calmly: "I don't fight or gamble, so how can I have their ability?"

Chen Yi suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at Qin Qingluo, who raised his head proudly, supported himself on the bedpost, and looked down at him.

This female prince who wanted to swallow a dragon with a python still had her pride no matter how humiliated she was.

Her arrogance seems to be unbreakable.

Chen Yi crossed his legs curiously, leaned forward and said, "Actually, I really want to know why a woman like you is so obsessed with the world."

Qin Qingluo was like a sharp confrontation, talking and laughing calmly: "In fact, I want to know more, why do you, a man, not even have the slightest strategy."

Chen Yi asked with amusement: "You wish you were a man?"

"I hate that you are a man." Qin Qingluo said in a cold voice.

After he finished speaking, he swallowed the whole bowl of tea. Just as Chen Yi was about to take it, Qin Qingluo flicked his finger and the tea bowl made a delicate arc in the air and landed accurately in front of the teapot.

Chen Yi stopped and looked at her.

The female prince raised her lips and said with some dignity:
"Bring me tea."

(End of this chapter)