After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 277 Your Highness Wants to Serve Me?
Wushuang watched from the side, always feeling weird, afraid that King Qi would fall for her.

He moved his lips, and was about to say something, but King Qi was keenly aware of it.

Wushuang's work has been going wrong recently, and King Qi is already very upset with him. Now that there is such a powerless woman, he is very vigilant?

"You step back."

He gave the order wearily.

Wushuang hesitated for a while, "Your Highness."

Only then did King Qi turn his head to look at him, his feminine phoenix eyes were already narrowed, very impatient.

In this way, Wushuang had no choice but to obey the order and retreat back to the entrance of the tower.

Su Jiuer took two steps back, trying to keep a distance from King Qi, but it was this kind of resistance that made King Qi more domesticated.

He tightened his arms again, seeing Su Jiu'er struggling in his arms with displeasure, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Being good-looking is an advantage. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would laugh out a sense of obscenity, but when it came to King Qi, it showed his coquettish posture.

Seeing him like this, Su Jiuer subconsciously asked "template dialogue".

"What are you going to do?"

After asking Su Jiuer, she turned black. It was so obvious that according to the normal plot, King Qi must have wanted to humiliate her.

Sure enough, King Qi stretched out his other hand, rubbed against her cold face, and said with a smile, "You are so smart, you should know that those who know the current affairs are Junjie."

Su Jiu'er originally thought that her face was already cold enough after being blown by the cold wind for a long time, but she didn't expect that when King Qi's finger touched her, she could not help shivering from the cold.

King Qi's fingertips were icy cold, even colder than the coldness on her face.

It can be seen from this that he looks calm and leisurely on the surface, but in fact he is already extremely annoyed in his heart.

After all, such a rigorous and meticulous plan, as well as a strong force of soldiers and horses, can make Yan Yunxiao escape from under his nose, so it's no wonder that he doesn't get angry.

Fortunately, there was Su Jiu'er, otherwise, the game of chess that he had planned for so long would have been a waste of nothing?

Su Jiu'er couldn't avoid it, so she could only purse her lips and turn her face away. Suddenly, the wind picked up, and the broken hair on her temples flew wildly. At the same time, she closed her eyes to cover up her thoughts.

Her mind was spinning wildly, and the topography of the city gate tower flashed in her mind over and over again.

Not to mention the millions of heroes under the tower, Wushuang at the entrance of the tower is a tricky one.

Su Jiu'er thought it over and over again, and she finally figured it out.

If there is no magic weapon descending from the sky, she will not be able to escape at all.

King Qi's icy hand wandered over her face, and suddenly slipped his hand under Su Jiu'er's neck collar. At this moment, she was caught off guard, opened her eyes involuntarily, and gave King Qi a gouged look.

The temperature under the neck collar is warm.

King Qi rubbed it with the back of his hand, only to feel that the skin was smooth, and the warm breath was transmitted to his hand, which felt extremely comfortable. Isn't the warm and fragrant nephrite just like this?
He said again, "Wouldn't it be better to follow this king than to follow Yan Yunxiao to starve, suffer from cold, and run away in embarrassment?"

Su Jiu'er pursed her lips and said nothing, but her heart was somewhat moved.

She directed in the opposite direction with a bit of yin and yang, "His Royal Highness Qi Wang is so magnanimous, doesn't he dislike that I have already been with Yan Yunxiao? Can you see someone like me?"

These words still sound a little arrogant, but the words "such a thing" have already lowered his posture in the words, and the tone is very clever.

King Qi is an old fox, and he knows how to study such words best. At the moment, he only thinks that Su Jiuer wants to be soft, but because of her temper, he is a little embarrassed.

He was proud of himself, and felt that Su Jiu'er was no more than this kind of woman, how long can she be tough before the gate of hell is closed?
That handsome face, which was very similar to Yan Yunxiao's but with a completely different temperament, slowly leaned over and pressed close to Su Jiu'er's face.

He lightly rubbed the corners of his lips on Su Jiu'er's temples and ear pinna, and said softly with a coaxing tone, "This is exactly where your blessing lies."

This action made Su Jiu'er's ears itch, her body was not an emotional instinctive reaction, but her scalp was tingling, and a cold and creepy feeling of horror flooded her whole body.

She even felt that the hot air exhaled from King Qi's lips instantly turned into a cold wind in the twelfth lunar month when it touched her temples.

She suppressed the nausea in her heart, took a quick breath, and turned her face away.

Other than that, there was no struggle.

King Qi couldn't help laughing loudly, as if he had forgotten his main purpose of capturing Su Jiu'er to the tower.

On the mountain road outside the imperial capital, behind the rock mass not far away, Yan Yunxiao squinted his eyes and saw the blurred and overlapping figures of the two people on the tower, and his mind throbbed violently.

He couldn't help but leaning against the rock body, scratching marks on the stone surface with his fingertips whitish.

Ziling also saw this scene, but felt his heart sink, and tried to reach out to grab his master and persuade him not to be impulsive, but saw that he had already gone straight to the gate of the imperial capital.

There were only a few military guards outside the city, and it was clear that King Qi was waiting for him to turn back and give him a chance to enter the city.

Then it's all in the palm of your hand.

The master moved forward without hesitation, and he had no reason to back down.

Above the city tower, King Qi had already embraced Su Jiuer's waist and pushed her into his armchair. He leaned down, and Su Jiuer almost instinctively turned his face away. King Qi was not annoyed, just He buried his head and turned to her slender and moist jade neck.

When the icy lips were pressed against her, Su Jiu'er only felt her whole body tremble, and her limbs and bones felt like they were about to freeze, festering, except for the small short knife hidden in the trouser leg, which was extremely hot and hot.

Because Su Jiu'er didn't resist too much when she was arrested, and King Qi ordered not to hurt her, no one searched her body at all, and the knife was hidden there silently.

"Do you have to be here?"

She asked angrily.

In my heart, I have scolded King Qi 180 times.

This is the city gate tower, the downstairs has as many eyes as fireflies in summer night, you really are not ashamed!

what!Dead pervert!
There are a hundred curse words, and Su Jiu'er doesn't know which one to curse first.

King Qi raised his head, saw Su Jiuer's shy face dodging, and chuckled lowly.

"If you're not here, how can you let my good brother see you?"

He was in a great mood, as if he had imagined that Yan Yunxiao would collapse and go crazy after seeing this scene.

Su Jiuer's brows twitched twice, feeling disgusted in her heart, she avoided her face and pretended to be shy, and said coquettishly.

"Then this? Your Highness can't trust your million-strong army, afraid that I will run away?"

She moved her hands that were trapped behind her, and asked King Qi if he could untie her.

King Qi was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows silently.

Su Jiu'er gave him a light gouging look, and said indifferently, "It seems that His Highness wants to "serve" me, isn't it that I want to "serve" Your Highness?"

In fact, she still felt a little guilty.

She is not sure that this move is based on retreat.

If King Qi really has the habit of "serving" others, then it's over.

But if you don't take a gamble, how would you know?

(End of this chapter)