Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 739 Human Rights 3
Let him heal a domestic slave himself?
Ji Moxiu looked at him indifferently, feeling that this sentence was simply ridiculous, but before he could say the refusal, Ji Liangchen seemed to have guessed what he was going to say, and said with a sad expression: "Does the emperor think that I am too Are you overwhelmed?"

Ji Moxiu frowned, and his eyes were cold and angry.

"I know, I really don't know what to do, how can I hope to influence the emperor's decision?" Ji Liangchen pulled the corner of his mouth, turned his head and looked around, feeling a little helpless for a while, "Don't worry about the emperor's uncle. Me, just pretend that I didn’t say anything just now.”

Ji Moxiu couldn't help gritting his teeth, feeling that he was indeed a little ignorant and extraordinarily courageous.

Didn't say anything?

Then who is this pitiful appearance for now?

Ji Moxiu turned his head coldly, looked at Xiao Xuehan, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly raised his hand, and while waving his sleeves, a few wisps of true energy touched Xiao Xuehan's large acupoints along the space between his fingertips.

The thick zhenqi gradually spread throughout the limbs and bones. Xiao Xuehan, who was already weak and defenseless, let out a muffled snort, and a burst of severe pain that almost burst the meridians hit his whole body, making his limbs convulse in pain, and he could hardly control it. Keep curling up your body.

"luck."

Ji Moxiu's icy voice came into the eardrums, Xiao Xuehan's whole body trembled, his mind was jittery, and he reacted extremely quickly and crossed his knees to do it well. With a little bit of luck, he transported the thick zhenqi injected into his body by Ji Moxiu to the meridians of his body little by little, The severe pain in the viscera and meridians gradually eased under the slow exercise and breathing adjustment of my own words.

The clothes all over his body were already soaked, and the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead made Xiao Xuehan feel as if he had just been fished out of the water.A white mist filled around his body, like taking a hot spring bath, the smoke was dense.

Ji Liangchen's quiet eyes revealed a hint of shock almost imperceptibly. It's hard to imagine that a human body can emit so much heat, it feels like flying through the clouds.

However, the effect is obvious. Palace Master Xiao's originally pale as paper face has slowly returned to blood. After sweating profusely, Xiao Xuehan's condition is obviously much better. Ji Liangchen is not sure if his internal injuries have completely healed. But at least it was much better than the weak and embarrassed look just now.

I couldn't help but feel a little proud and warm, anyway, this is considered a compromise for him by Uncle Huang.

Thinking this way in my heart, I suddenly heard Ji Moxiu say: "Go to the secret room to heal your wounds, half an hour."

Ji Liangchen came back to his senses, saw Xiao Xuehan respectfully answered "Yes", and disappeared into the hall in an instant with a flash of his body.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall coming from far and near, accompanied by low voices, it was obvious that someone was coming, Ji Liangchen guessed that it might be the nine branch hall masters ordered by Palace Master Xiao just now.

"Uncle Emperor..." Ji Liangchen raised his eyes and wanted to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, his body was suddenly suspended in the air, and his feet left the ground. He was startled, and hurriedly grabbed Ji Moxiu's shoulders .

It was only then that I belatedly realized that he was hugged by Ji Moxiu, and Ji Liangchen struggled, "Uncle Huang, let me down."

Ji Moxiu gave him a cold look, then walked to the next door with him in his arms.

Ji Liangchen panicked for a while.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"What do you want me to do in the future, just ask." Ji Moxiu's voice was cold, with a hint of ruthlessness, "However, you will pay the price afterwards."

When the voice fell, he had already left the empty hall and passed through a red arch. Ji Moxiu raised his breath, and Ji Liangchen immediately felt the feeling of flying through the clouds.

The breeze whizzed by the ear, bursts of coolness poured into the eardrums, big green trees flashed past the corners of the eyes, and then a light fragrance of flowers entered the arms. Before Ji Liangchen could distinguish the meaning of Ji Moxiu's words, he I felt that my body was suddenly empty, and I was thrown out instantly.

boom!Fell into a big soft bed.

Although the bed was covered with soft quilts, Ji Liangchen was still thrown into a daze. When he got up from the bed in embarrassment, a figure climbed onto the bed with a strong sense of oppression, and instantly forcefully pulled him back. Pressed back.

"Huang...Uncle Huang..." Ji Liangchen struggled in a panic to escape, but he couldn't break free from the iron-like grip, "Let go, Uncle Huang... don't... let go, let go!"

How come it looks like a carp that jumped out?
Ji Moxiu frowned tightly, looking at the struggling young man below him, he suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Getting up, leaning on the head of the bed casually, he said lightly: "Come and serve me."

what?
Ji Liangchen, who had just had a dream to take a breath, was stunned when he heard the words, and after realizing the meaning of this sentence, he was split instantly.

Serve, serve?
He stared blankly at Ji Moxiu, thinking that he had heard wrong.

The words his uncle said just now slowly passed through his mind until now, "If you want me to do something, just ask, but I will pay the price afterwards."

That's right, right?

The cost after the fact?what price?
The complacency and warmth that flashed through Ji Liangchen's mind before disappeared in an instant, leaving only an unparalleled sadness, shame and resentment.

"What are you still doing in a daze?" Ji Moxiu looked straight at him, and raised his lips lightly, "Chen'er, come and serve me."

Ji Liangchen swallowed, and took a step back in panic.

"Uncle Huang..." He smiled coyly, but the smile was obviously nervous, "How does Uncle Huang want me to serve? Squeeze shoulders? Beat legs? Or... serve tea and water?"

"Don't play dumb." Ji Moxiu snorted, "Serve with your body, come here."

"I don't want it." Ji Liangchen blurted out, backing away constantly, trying to stay away from this increasingly unreasonable uncle, "I'm not a male favorite, nor a concubine of the housemate, uncle...you can't ask for such I."

"Can't?" Ji Moxiu narrowed his eyes, "This king thinks it's for fun, and it's an equal exchange."

Fun?

Ji Liangchen didn't think there was any interest in this at all, he was thin-skinned, so he should do such a thing?How can it be?

"I don't want to?" Ji Moxiu smiled coolly, "Then if this king kills Xiao Xuehan, you probably have no objections?"

Ji Liangchen was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.

"Can't make it through?" Ji Moxiu's tone was a little impatient, "Chen'er, don't try to challenge this king's patience, otherwise this king won't mind turning Xiao Xuehan into a useless person himself."

Ji Liangchen's face changed suddenly, and he glared at him angrily, "Dianzhu Xiao is a human being, not a cat or a dog, let alone a tool for the uncle to threaten me."

(End of this chapter)