I Really Like That Guy!

The back of the man who would rather not bend bends down like a crescent moon.

His dark hair fell down beside his fair face, shadows covering his expression. His long eyelashes were lightly drawn, and he knelt there meekly, like the most common servant in the harem.

It will never resist, just like a tame domestic cat, only begging for love in the arms of its owner.

Qin Jue knew what he looked like at the moment. He had seen his father playing with the women in the harem many times. He was already familiar with the pretentious gestures of those women.

But, just learn.

After all, what's the difference between his current status and those women?

Whether it's at the Jersey Palace or here, it's all about patience.

At least by the Empress' side, he doesn't have to worry about poisons in his food, no need to be afraid of killers hiding somewhere at night, no longer trembling to hide himself, and guarding against frame-ups that come from nowhere.

He can eat good food, wear fine gauze, lie on the soft bed, and sleep full without any scruples.

There were subtle footsteps in my ears, gradually walking towards the bed.

Even though he was already mentally prepared, Qin Jue couldn't help but stiffen at this moment.

A slender hand appeared in his eyes and slowly stretched out in front of the kneeling man.

This hand is not beautiful, the complexion is white, but there are some small scars everywhere on the palm of the back of the hand and the phalanx.

These are the hands of a warrior, not of an emperor.

Not beautiful, but full of power.

Qin Jue thought of his father, the man who had been pampered since he was a child. He was over fifty years old, but his skin was tender and smooth, and his plump body was like a well-raised pig.

After a moment's absence, a slight tingling pain came from his jaw.

His eyelashes trembled, and he felt a few fingers pinching his chin. The skin pierced by the long spear was pressed by the rough fingertips. The pulp of her fingers was not soft at all, but it was hot that could not be ignored. The sting was accompanied by a sharp pain. A searing heat rushed to his cheeks.

Qin Jue frowned unconsciously and came again.

That incomprehensible emotion that made his chest roar uncontrollably came to his mind again.

Like a vine growing out of his heart, the delicate branches meander in his body, growing rapidly in the flesh and blood. Wherever the branches and vines pass, every inch of skin seems to be gnawed by ants, itching and numb.

With a little force with his fingers, he lifted his face, Qin Jue raised his eyes meekly following this force, and met the woman's gaze.

At this sight, his eyes froze.

The woman's eyes were calm, her eyes were as light as a windless lake, and she could not see a trace of waves.

This was not in line with Qin Jue's imagination. He thought that - her expression should be eager, her eyes should be greedy - the same as the father and emperor who faced those harem beauties in his memory.

However, the next moment, he immediately realized that he was wrong.

How does the nominal father emperor compare with the famous female emperor? They are two completely different people, even if they are both emperors, they have the right to enjoy countless beauties.

In a trance, a cool female voice came from my ear, and said word by word: "I have grown."

The Empress stood in front of the bed, looking down at him, a glimmer of admiration seemed to slip through her eyes.

Qin Jue unconsciously wondered, was the admiration for his appearance, or the attitude of the servant he learned?

Qin Jue has always been very clear that he looks good.

The reason why his mother-in-law was able to become the head of the Jersey Harem and was looked down upon by the Emperor of Jersey was because of her unworldly beauty, and he had inherited her advantages very well. can't survive.

Since he was a child, he has learned how to survive in the deep palace of cannibalism.

He learned to pretend, learned to use his strengths, learned to forbear.

Dormant for many years, just to be able to grow up smoothly. He has always been proud of this, and survived alone in that crisis-ridden deep palace, and he lived well, otherwise he wouldn't have attracted the attention of people who wanted to send him here this time.

It was not until he saw the Empress that he suddenly realized that some people are destined to be strong.

As she got closer, Qin Jue could already see her appearance clearly. Her facial features were exquisite and beautiful, her eyebrows were sharp and sharp, her black eyes were like dots of paint, and there were two bright, sharp, indestructible lights in the middle.

When he bumped into those eyes, he could no longer notice her appearance, and even forgot that she was a woman.

A true strong man is not afraid of any conspiracy and tricks. In the face of absolute strength, all ghostly tricks are futile.

Unlike him, he is just an opportunistic villain, and at this moment, the respectful obedience he shows is just to seek the greatest benefit.

Qin Jue's heart was beating, as if it was beating against his chest, his cheeks were hot, he couldn't help but want to surrender to her gaze, but his back, which was straightened again because she raised his face, actually bent down, Bow down to the tendency under her body.

He, who never gave in at birth, was faintly subdued by a woman for the first time.

The Empress's gaze slid down from his face, and if the gaze was real, Qin Jue's body could not help trembling faintly, and her heart suddenly accelerated.

But at the next moment, the fingertips on his chin suddenly left, with a clatter, and a gust of wind, the large cape hanging on the shelf next to him was torn off and wrapped around his shoulders.

The cloak was dark red, as thick as a coat, covering him.

The Empress had already withdrawn her gaze, and her tone was still as cool as she said, "It seems that you have learned how to be a servant. That being the case, put on your cloak and come over to change my clothes."

Qin Jue raised his hand and pulled on the cloak, his face stunned for a moment.

The reality did not allow him to think too much, the empress over there had opened her arms and urged him with her eyes.

The man got up without a look on his face, got out of bed and walked to the Empress' side. In the Empress's gesture, he raised his hand to untie the soft armor on her body.

His hands were shaking, but he saw the Empress closed her eyes, as if she was closing her eyes to rest.

Qin Jue couldn't help but think, is she not afraid of his plot, so she is so relieved of him?

As if guessing his doubts, the woman with her eyes closed suddenly said: "Do you know that for some people with sensitive five senses, even with a glance, they can perceive the other person's emotions? If you want to kill me, there must be a look in your eyes. I can't hide my killing intent. At this moment, even if I don't look at you, I know what you're thinking."

Qin Jue lowered her eyebrows instantly and stopped looking at her.

He felt his heart pounding, a mixture of fear and some unknown emotion. He is afraid of her, it is undeniable that she is too powerful, not only her identity, but also her own ability.

At the same time, Qin Jue suddenly understood why she spoke like that in the war slave group.

Obediently, he unbuttoned her shirt little by little. Under the soft armor was a close-fitting black coat, which was obviously damp to the touch. He knew it was wet with her sweat.

Under the black clothes, there is a more private underwear, which is still a deep black.

As soon as Qin Jue put her finger on the collar, the Empress stopped abruptly: "It's alright." She opened her eyes and said lightly, "What a servant should do is to serve the master with all his heart, not climb into the master's bed."

"The only person who can lie on my bed is the imperial husband of Daxingguo." The Empress said coldly.

Qin Jue's face was as pale as paper, and he wanted to say that this was not what he wanted, it was not that he climbed onto her bed, but that he was also brought here by force.

But facing the woman's extremely indifferent eyes, he immediately swallowed all the words, knelt down in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Slave... I know I'm wrong, I hope Your Majesty will punish you."

She doesn't know that the servant will be wrong, and the reason why she said that is probably a warning to him.

Qin Jue's whole body was cold, he thought of his performance just now, those humble and submissive, I am afraid that in her eyes, they would be like a laughing clown.

The irony and contempt in her words penetrated his heart like a sharp sword, making him feel chills down his spine.

How could he think that she is the same as the emperor of the whole world? How could he compare her to that lascivious man?

She is Dugu Luo, the only female emperor, the woman who knocked down a half of Jersey and made the Emperor of Jersey so frightened that he almost abandoned the capital and ran away.

Qin Jue knelt on the ground, this time, he willingly lowered his head. But a nameless fire ignited in his chest, and an inexplicable emotion rose up, gnawing at his heart like insects and ants.

Her bed, only the husband of Daxing can get on? Who would be the man who could be looked down upon by her?

In short, it is absolutely impossible to be a slave like him.

"I'm thinking of a first offense, go out and run ten laps around the school grounds, that's all." The queen's voice was cold and majestic, "Go ahead."

"...Yes." Qin Jue closed his eyes, collected all his thoughts, and walked out of the tent with a stiff body.

Standing outside the tent, blown by the cool night wind, he realized that he was sweating coldly and wearing the red cloak.

The attendant guarding the door looked at him in astonishment, apparently not knowing what happened.

The voice of the Empress's summons came from the tent, and the attendant hurriedly entered the door, only to come out after a while, calling someone to prepare water for the Empress to wash, and then said to Qin Jue: "Come with me, I will take you to the residence."

Qin Jue walked behind the attendant, the wind blew away the excess heat, and he gradually returned to his former sobriety.

He shouldn't be so rude, why in front of her, he lost his usual sense and calmness, and became so passive and chaotic?

The attendant said at this time: "Your Majesty ordered you to stay by your side in the future, and you must not have any unreasonable thoughts. Your Majesty will get up tomorrow, so you must come to the camp a moment earlier and wait."

Qin Jue nodded silently and answered yes.

The attendant said again: "Your Majesty punishes you and asks me to supervise it. It's not too early for you to change your clothes."

Qin Jue naturally wouldn't resist, and followed the attendant to a much smaller tent. This tent was not only small, but also stuffed with several beds, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sweat.

The attendant brought a coarse cloth to Qin Jue. It was not that Qin Jue had not suffered hardships before, so he did not change his face, and followed the attendant to the school grounds.

There were still some soldiers on the school grounds enjoying the shade or practicing martial arts.

Looking at the huge field that could not be forgotten at a glance, Qin Jue raised his feet and ran along the edge of the wire without saying a word.