Chapter 90
On Ye Qizhu's fair and clear face, the thick beard was really out of place, even a little funny.

Bei Jue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gently tapped the tip of her nose, her eyes full of doting: "Xiao Zhu'er, you are so stupid that this king really loves me."

Before Ye Qizhu could react, Bei Jue picked up a corner of his beard, tore it lightly, and threw it aside.

Suddenly her face was defenseless, Ye Qizhu felt startled and struggled, but her wrists were tightly clenched by Bei Jue.

Although the trampling injury on the left hand is healed, the cut on the right wrist still hurts a lot when making large movements.

"Hiss." Ye Qizhu couldn't help frowning.

Seeing that she was not feeling well, Bei Jue lowered his eyes and realized that he had accidentally touched her wound. He immediately let go of his hand, pulled it to his mouth and blew gently: "It still hurts?"

Ye Qizhu pouted at the corner of his mouth, and while he was relaxing, he suddenly moved away from him and hid aside.

Standing by the window sill, Ye Qizhu stared at Bei Jue and secretly gritted his teeth: "I have paid off all the debts I owe you, why are you still relentless? How many times have I told you that I don't want to be gay! Also, Don't delay me from earning a lot of money, otherwise, I will really be rude to you!"

Saying that, Ye Qizhu made a ruthless expression arrogantly.

Bei Jue put his hands behind his back, looked at her silently, and when she finished speaking, he asked: "The young master, can you tell me, what kind of errand is it that makes a lot of money?"

Ye Qizhu raised her chin with a proud face: "I am an exorcist, and I am going to bury the imperial concubine Ming."

Bei Jue nodded slightly, but said immediately, "But as far as this king knows, the Ming concubine has already been encoffined, so how can there be any talk about burying the corpse?"

Ye Qizhu was stunned immediately, with a dazed expression on his face.

Bei Jue didn't seem to be joking.

After a pause, she quickly took out the imperial list in her arms and looked at it carefully. The text, date and even the official seal are on the list, so it's no problem.

Just as he was wondering, Bei Jue suddenly walked up with big strides, grabbed the imperial list, grabbed it, and threw it on the table.

The sly eyes flickered with sparkles, and Bei Jue said lightly, "If it wasn't for this, how could this king attract you to fall into the trap?"

After finishing the words, he grabbed Ye Qizhu's waist and pushed her against the wall.

"Little Zhuer, you can't escape."

Staring blankly at Bei Jue's deep eyes that were close at hand, Ye Qizhu blinked, but suddenly his mouth turned away, and a layer of mist appeared in the clear black pupils.

"You..." Ye Qizhu felt aggrieved, "You lied to me again, will you be able to live forever or be immune to all diseases if you trick me like this?"

Bei Jue stared intently at the mist in her eyes, and sighed: "Without you, immortality and all diseases are nothing but a burden to me."

"Pfft."

Ye Qizhu's heart sank unconsciously, and she bit her lip, sniffled and looked aside, not daring to look directly into his solemn and affectionate eyes.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze between them.

After a while, Ye Qizhu could only let out a long sigh, and looked at Bei Jue solemnly with a helpless expression.

Opening his mouth, Ye Qizhu wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

After hesitating for a while, she said: "My lord's kindness is appreciated, but now I have to tell the truth. My lord, in fact, my... my..."

Ye Qizhu clenched the corners of her mouth, took a deep breath and made up her mind, and with her eyes closed, she pulled off her collar to reveal the cloth wrapped around her chest...

(End of this chapter)

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