Douluo's broken love can become stronger

Once the battle starts, it never stops.

The two were first in the bathtub, then on the carpet, then moved to the bedroom dressing table, and finally came to the big bed to make the final harmony, and then fell asleep embracing each other.

Because he was not following the right path, Xue Qinghe was not injured, so after adapting, he relied on his soul master's physique to fight with Qin Jian until almost dawn.

"This guy... is too strong..."

Lying beside Qin Jian, Xue Qinghe looked at his sleeping face quietly.

They obviously fell asleep together, but she woke up first, and she didn't know if she hadn't fallen asleep at all...

"I didn't expect... to be with him so quickly..."

A blush appeared on her face, and then slowly faded away.

"It's beyond my expectation...how can this level be called hypocrisy and coercion..."

She quietly looked at Qin Jian beside her, feeling the feeling of having someone to rely on, and a different feeling filled her heart.

Twenty years of lurking, that kind of loneliness, is really scary. It’s so scary that even though I had some thoughts in the beginning, I can’t forget it until now. It’s so scary that I’ve tried everything to tie him to my side, but...

Xue Qinghe quietly leaned on Qin Jian's shoulder and looked at his profile, his expression changing unpredictably.

However, he would not and was not willing to belong to himself alone. He had a lot of worries, and his heart was broken into several petals. Even Bibi Dong was one of his petals...

"Buzz!"

Xue Qinghe's expression suddenly became fierce. He pressed his delicate hand on his chest, and a dagger appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword floated on Qin Jian's chest, but he was about to stab it.

"If I kill him, turn him into my own soul ring, and integrate his soul bones into my body, he will belong to me alone..."

The expression on Xue Qinghe's face alternated between bright and dark, sometimes enthusiastic and sometimes reluctant.

Perhaps even Qin Jian never thought that after his soul power level was raised to level 78, Xue Qinghe would actually have the idea of ​​killing him...

"Buzz..."

The dagger disappeared from his hand, and Xue Qinghe clung tightly to Qin Jian, with a look of reluctance on his face.

"He is the first man who walked into my heart...if he is gone...I will become a human again..."

She stretched out her arms to hold Qin Jian's neck, and put her cheek against his neck. She took a deep breath and remembered Qin Jian's breath, feeling very attached...

"Your Highness the Crown Prince! It's not good!"

Early the next morning, before Qin Jian woke up from his deep sleep and Xue Qinghe was still looking at him in a daze, a subordinate suddenly rushed in to report.

Xue Qinghe frowned, then climbed up quietly without waking Qin Jian, got out of bed, got dressed and walked out.

"What's the matter?" she asked, looking at her subordinates waiting outside the door.

"Your Highness, overnight, the entire Tiandou City was covered with these little pieces of paper, look at it!"

The subordinate handed over a piece of white paper the size of his palm, and Xue Qinghe took it with a frown.

Judging from the reactions of subordinates, this matter is not trivial.

I read it slowly, and the expression on my face did not change at all, but the hand holding the paper slowly tightened.

"I already know about this, please retreat first and wait for my order." Xue Qinghe said calmly.

Seeing her being so calm, the subordinates seemed to have found their backbone and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and slowly retreated.

"puff!"

Just after his subordinates left, Xue Qinghe suddenly clenched his palms, crumpled the piece of paper into a ball, and threw it out.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

At this moment, Qin Jian's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Xue Qinghe turned around and saw Qin Jian just walking out of the inner room.

She took a deep breath and said slowly: "Qin Jian, I'm in trouble..."

"What's going on?" Qin Jian stood beside her and asked.

Xue Qinghe looked at him and said: "Overnight, the whole city was in a storm. Someone distributed at least 100,000 pieces of paper, which spread throughout the place."

"What piece of paper?" Qin Jian frowned.

Xue Qinghe said: "It's similar to your ruling and judgment book. It's a small piece of paper with handwriting written on it."

"What did you write?" Qin Jian asked.

Xue Qinghe clenched his fists and said: "It is filled with analysis about me, starting from Xue Beng's accusation that he killed the prince and poisoned Xue Ye, and also pointed out that I am a woman, etc., supplemented by other clues to prove that Xue Beng's identification is correct

sex…"

Qin Jian asked doubtfully: "There is no really useful evidence, it's just speculation at best? What impact can that have?"

"It has some influence..."

Xue Qinghe whispered: "It is difficult to find the mastermind behind many things, but as long as we capture the person who has made the greatest profit, he is basically the mastermind behind the scenes. This piece of paper captures this, and then combines it with various

The detailed analysis and argumentation, although there is no evidence, is enough to convince most people who see it, especially..."

"It says, if you weren't aware of the prince's poisoning and assassination of his elder brothers, why did Xue Beng play the role of a playboy for so many years? Why did he grab this life-saving straw and think that he could turn things around just by checking Xue Ye's body?"

"Oh yes, it also proves that Xuebeng Dandy's identity is false, to prove that there is something wrong with me..."

He looked up at Qin Jian, his expression flickering: "Now, my reputation is completely ruined."

"A small piece of paper... ruins your reputation..."

Qin Jian's expression was strange: "Didn't I just use this technique two days ago? Who could learn the essence so quickly..."

The two looked at each other in a tacit understanding, and then turned back in a tacit understanding.

"Now...I basically only have one political opponent..." Xue Qinghe said quietly.

Qin Jian held up his hands: "King Tuotaning's thinking has always been very wandering..."

"So, you won't help me next, will you?" Xue Qinghe said in silence for a moment.

Qin Jian folded his hands and said: "I don't think this matter is a big problem. Although you have a bad reputation, you are the prince after all. Without Xue Ye speaking up, who can dethrone you as the prince?"

"So, you won't help the Qibao Glazed Sect, right? At least you won't let anyone expose me." Xue Qinghe raised his head and said.

"Um…"

Qin Jian touched his long, light blond hair that had not been tied up. The smooth hair slipped through his fingertips and felt very comfortable.

"I am not suitable to participate in your future games. I will go to the Star Luo Empire in the past few days. Taking advantage of the increased reputation of the Wuhun Judgment Institute, I will also go there to do something. It is best to judge a few princes and nobles...

"

Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "You want to leave just after you asked me? To find your little lover Zhu Zhuqing in the Star Luo Empire?"

Qin Jian was ashamed: "No, I can just take a look at her. This time I really want to strike while the iron is hot to spread the influence of Wuhun Judgment Office..."

"Qin Jian..."

Xue Qinghe put his hands on his shoulders and exhaled like a blue breath: "You're not satisfied with me, are you? Do you miss the taste of a woman?"

"No, it's very enjoyable..."

Qin Jian hugged his waist: "Xue'er is not in a good mood?"

Xue Qinghe hugged his neck, eyes dancing with fire: "Well... I need to indulge a little more..."

Qin Jian picked him up and went back to the room...

Morning exercise, everyone likes it.