Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 46: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (26)

"I would like to exchange all my military achievements and military power for the rest of my life, free from restraints, and returning to the countryside."

The hoarse voice was sonorous, and every word was blasted into the palace banquet.

The smile on Yu Wen's face froze, and the old fox, who usually kept a low profile, also showed his emotions for a moment.

Jing Yan on the opposite side still had a gentle and calm expression, as if he already knew the answer.

For a moment, the banquet was silent, and no one knew what horrific act the young emperor with his unpredictable personality would do.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but a light laugh came from above. Yi Qingye supported his chin with one hand, crossed his legs, and looked at the figure below with an unclear expression.

"Song Qing...are you going to resign?"

Song Yang: "Yes."

There was booing all around.

At the age of 18, he had already made such great achievements. Normal people would have been promoted to a higher position, but why was it that he...

Yu Wen's face looked very ugly, which made Yu Ci's mouth curl up.

It was already annoying that the rich husband-in-law who was about to land in her mouth slipped away. Now, the allies she could win over were gone. She must be in a bad mood.

Here, Yi Qingye's eyes fell on the figure in an unfathomable manner, as if he was finally looking at her for the first time. Yi Qingye slowly stood up and came to the figure who was kowtowing.

He lowered his eyes and studied for a long time. After a while, he laughed and nodded, waving his hand: "OK."

The emperor’s words are not joking.

Just two words were enough to decide the outcome. Yi Qingye glanced at Yu Wen, who looked livid, with a half-smile:

"Prince Yu, you look so pale...but you are not fully recovered yet? Do you want to go to the side hall to rest?"

Hearing these words that neither sounded like concern nor ridicule, Yu Wen could only stand up and bow his hands to accept them: "I, this old minister, can still bear it, I can bear it, haha..."

No matter what his expression was, the banquet continued.

When the first half of the meal came to an end, Yi Qingye, who was sitting above him, left the table. In a blink of an eye, Song Yang also showed signs of getting up and leaving.

She lowered her eyes and left the table early on the pretext of convenience.

The face and clothes were blurred neatly, and Yu Ci extended his spiritual sense and quickly locked onto the location of the side hall.

By the time Yu Ci stepped onto the roof to check, the two people in the house were already fighting.

...beating in the physical sense.

Inside the room, the man in black kicked the yellow robed figure away again, and seemed to be impatient, falling crookedly beside the bed with a flushed face.

"Hmm..." Yi Qingye, who was kicked, became a little more sober. In the darkness, he frowned and gasped, looking at the limp black shadow not far away.

After a pause, he realized something and said hoarsely, "Song...Yang?"

Unable to believe it, he sneered: "Are you sick? You still have a preference for Long Yang? You actually set your sights on me, ahem... Aren't you afraid of death?"

Hearing this, Song Yang gritted his teeth and tried to get up. After struggling for a few times, he stopped moving. He simply leaned against the bed and tried his best to calm the chaos:

"I also want to ask Your Majesty... why are you here?"

Yi Qingye frowned: "You don't know?"

Song Yang paused: "This is my resting room."

The room fell silent.

After a long time, Yi Qingye, who was kicked to the door, tried to open the door or shout, but as expected, it was completely useless.

Of course it’s useless, because she set up a barrier, Yu Ci, who was squatting on the eaves, added silently.

Looking at the male protagonist who must have been kicked to the point of having his lower limbs paralyzed, Yu Ci was silent for a while, but still kindly blew away a breath of air into the house.

Once inhaled, it is no different from an aphrodisiac.

However, Yi Qingye, who had been taken aphrodisiac twice in a row, suffered from dizziness and headache afterwards.

Humph... Who told him to send hundreds of assassins to deal with her╭(╯^╰)╮

Inside the house, Yi Qingye, who finally realized that no one was coming, untied his yellow robe impatiently, tilted his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolling frequently, and let out low, hoarse gasps one after another.

He half-covered his eyes and looked at the blurry figure in the darkness. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong with the look.

"General Song... isn't it hot?" Song Yang: "... not hot."

Although she was dressed as a man, she was actually a woman inside. She would be exposed if she took off her clothes. Even though Song Yang was a little confused, she would keep this in mind.

After the androgynous voice said this, Yi Qingye also fell silent.

In the huge house, only the two people's restrained breathing could be heard.

After a long time, a muffled groan came from the bed, accompanied by the sound of bones.

Yi Qingye narrowed his eyes and quickly understood what the figure was doing.

She was unloading her arm.

Are you trying to cover up the unbearable restlessness with the pain of a broken bone?

Yuci also saw this scene.

This scene also appears in the original novel. As a general, Song Yang is filled with an unyielding spirit and tries to wake himself up by cutting off his arm.

But unfortunately, this became a boost for the male protagonist to get closer to her.

Sure enough, the next second, Yi Qingye, who was at the door, stood up slowly and walked step by step to the figure on the bed.

"Although I have agreed to your request, you will return to the fields..." He squatted down. The breath of the person in front of him was unusually hot, and there was no intense rejection as before.

Yi Qingye grabbed her arm and twisted it hard. She let out a muffled groan and the bone returned to normal.

"But you, don't hurt yourself."

He frowned and lowered his eyes. He couldn't take his eyes off the heaving chest of the figure in front of him. After a while, he cursed under his breath, picked up the person and threw him onto the bed.

Yi Qingye threw off his clothes, knelt on the bed and approached the figure who was trying to get up.

He firmly grasped the figure's hands and clamped them down with force. Even so, he was attacked from time to time while he was distracted.

“You are so strong…”

Yi Qingye felt great after being beaten. He laughed hoarsely and deftly undressed the man with his big hands.

Song Yang's eyes were red: "Yi Qingye, you bastard..."

The man responded with a hot kiss that smelled of blood.

"Humph……"

A muffled groan indicated that the man was bitten and bleeding again.

But he seemed to have found pleasure, and kept leaning forward to kiss her, and as time went by, the corners of both of their mouths were stained with blood.

As the figure above rose and fell, he suddenly froze. He slowly stood up, his dark eyes particularly bright in the dim light.

At this moment, he was looking at the round beauty beneath the layers of bandages. After a long time, the violent ups and downs of his chest slowed down.

He leaned over slightly, and kissed the sweaty person with a look of crying and laughing. As expected, he groaned when he was bitten.

The moment he entered, Yi Qingye felt the whimpering and trembling of the person under him and sighed, then stroked her back as if to soothe her.

With thin lips pressed against his ear, he chuckled and murmured hoarsely:

"Song Qing... I'm going to break my promise."

Yuci left as the two of them entered the bed.

You can’t watch it. If you watch it again, it will be a paid plot.

and……

When I extended my spiritual sense, I saw a white shadow gradually approaching this side. It was really unbearable to watch.

Yu Ci narrowed his eyes, revoked the magic on his body and returned to normal, pretending to be lost and wandering around.

"Cici."

A slightly urgent voice called out from behind. Yu Ci turned around and was immediately hugged by the man.

There was some urgent breathing above my head, and a gentle and hoarse question: "Where have you been? Why haven't you come back for so long?"

(End of this chapter)