The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today - Chapter 8

Mei Xueyi finally begged for mercy.

She was pitifully paralyzed into a puddle of water, and she was quite puzzled.

Shun Jun is clearly terminally ill, how come he can’t see that he is a patient at all when he arrives on the bed?

Strong and domineering, he was about to tear her apart.

He was a little unfulfilled, seeing how pitiful she was, and reluctantly let her go.

He put on a toga, wrapped her in a satin quilt, held her in front of him, and took a thread-bound book of words from the edge of the bed.

“Someone wrote this love story book, arranging the orphan and the queen.” He said in a hoarse voice.

She glanced lazily at it.

He was extremely thin, with particularly long fingers and well-defined knuckles. The shape of the nails is beautiful, but unfortunately it is not a healthy flesh color, but a cool white like jade.

The hand holding the scroll is very beautiful.

At this moment, these hands are very serious, and they don’t seem to belong to the same person as the hands that have just acted recklessly on her.

She stared at his hand for a while, then slowly set her eyes on those words.

The person who writes the words book has practiced good handwriting.

The font is dashing, strong and powerful.

Mei Xueyi was fascinated by it.

In the storybook, Jun Jun did not forcefully take people into the palace. His acquaintance with Mei Xueyi was due to the hero saving beauty.

The story goes like this-

Jinling Xiaoshijun secretly sneaked into the capital of Wei Kingdom to search for flowers and willows, and accidentally learned that Mei Xue, the eldest daughter of Mei Shilang, was dressed like a fairy, so he became lustful, robbed her carriage while she was traveling, and took her into the inner courtyard with unscrupulous intentions. .

Although Mei Xueyi was a weak woman, she was very bold and careful. She stabilized Jinling Xiaoshijun with her words, and lied that she wanted to marry him first, and then become husband and wife.

Xiao Shijun had a plan, and he really set up the wedding room and prepared a drink together.

Mei Xueyi got him drunk, tied his hands and feet with a girdle, and fled quietly, never thinking that Xiao Shijun, who was soaked in flower wine, soon woke up, broke the girdle and rushed out to catch her.

While struggling, she pulled out a golden hairpin and plunged it into his throat.

When the people of Jinling saw Xiao Shijun’s assassination, they frantically raised their knives to chop her into meat sauce.

At the most critical juncture, a black-clothed man with a peerless face, tall stature, and amazing martial arts descended from the sky. He was like a wandering dragon, easily beheading all Jinling people and saving Mei Xueyi. This unworldly hero is exactly the current day, Wei Wangwei.

“…”

Mei Xueyi couldn’t help but turn her head to look at the scrawny, feisty, faint-hearted gentleman – isn’t this flattery going too far?

Shun Jun was not at all ashamed, his eyes swept over the lines of words, a look of peace of mind.

Mei Xueyi pursed her lips and continued to read the script.

In the story, the upright King Wei did not repay her favor, but just silently sent her home.

She was wearing a wedding gown, her pale little face was stained with blood, her body could not stop shaking, but she walked very steadily step by step, her eyes were soft and firm.

difficult to forget.

Because she had a marriage contract with Shen Xiuzhu, the son of Duke Dingguo, he didn’t approach her, but just kept an eye on her.

Her condition is dire.

She firmly believed that her abduction had something to do with her aunt Sun and her concubine Mei Qiaoqiao, but no one believed her, even her fiance Shen Xiuzhu felt that she was making trouble unreasonably.

The rumors in Beijing intensified, saying that her innocence had been tainted by villains. Said she was arrogant and domineering, bullying her frail aunt and concubine.

When she insisted on reporting to the official, Mei Shilang took the proposal of the concubine into his heart, and proposed a foolish trick – let Shen Xiuzhu come forward to persuade her, and if she continued to make trouble, let Mei Qiaoqiao marry her.

Shen Xiuzhu actually agreed.

Facing the eccentric father, vicious aunt, hypocritical concubine, and Shen Xiuzhu who can’t handle it, Mei Xueyi is helpless and doesn’t know what to do.

In front of her biological mother’s tomb, she once again saw Wei Wang Wei Jin Dynasty.

He reached out to her and told her that he was willing to shield her from the wind and rain.

She hesitated for a moment, then handed him her hand.

He put on a crown for her, clinging to her hand, and making her the queen, from now on under one person and over ten thousand people.

He’s ready to be her titular couple until she opens up to him. Unexpectedly, on the night of the wedding, she turned him into a real man.

Mei Xueyi stared at the last few words, her pupils trembling violently.

She felt that Mei Xueyi’s actions in the storybook were very similar to hers.

Maybe it was because the script used her name, and she felt a little empathy when reading this story.

The next part is the content of Yan-Love Stories that deserves its name. On the wedding night, King Wei used his strong and strong body to soothe Mei Xueyi’s wounded heart, how about a pair of raw mandarin ducks…

…

Even though Mei Xueyi was dark-hearted and thick-skinned, her heartbeat couldn’t stop being stimulated by the straightforward words.

Looking back, I saw that Jun Jun squinted slightly, and the light in his eyes had become dark and terrifying.

The action of turning the pages became casual, he breathed heavily, tilted his head, and sniffed her hair morbidly and greedily. When she turned around, he took advantage of the situation to hold the tip of her ear with his icy teeth.

This person is never gentle at some point.

He would start with his ears and devour her in his belly.

She hurriedly pulled away, and before he exuded a dissatisfied coldness, she leaned forward and touched his pale thin lips with her own lips that hid the nectar.

“Your Majesty, concentrate on reading~”

“…Ah.”

Mei Xue pretended to be dressed and continued to read the script carefully.

His eyes suddenly stopped.

She stared at a line of words, and the corner of her mouth twitched lightly – “Wei Jinchao is young and strong, and under the agitation, the wooden couch collapsed.”

This is really… just flattering him! It tried its best to create a handsome, tall and mighty figure, excellent martial arts, and hard work.

Look, the king’s bed is actually a wooden couch that can be crushed, which not only praises his strength, but also praises his frugality and simplicity.

Looking at the person behind him at this moment, he was wearing the finest shark silk, the couch was white jade, the candles were fragrant beeswax, the windows were purple sandalwood, the lighting was beads, and the garden was planted with jade trees. Even such virtues as diligence and thrift could not hit him.

The ‘King Wei’ in the storybook had high martial arts skills and a good figure, but he coughed three times in a stick of incense, gasped five times, was sick and had a weak heartbeat.

He had never had a woman, but he was skilled and sophisticated.

Seeing this, he didn’t feel guilty at all.

Turn the page again, the clouds gather and the rain breaks.

Two suspense are deliberately left at the end of the chapter. One is whether Shen Xiuzhu really married Mei Qiaoqiao into the family, and the other is whether the news of Jinling Xiao Shijun’s death will reach Qin Ji’s ears.

Mei Xueyi stared at the words ‘to be continued’ and froze for a while.

“What happened after that?”

He slowed down his tone, his voice low and gentle: “Do you care about Shen Xiuzhu?”

To be honest, Mei Xueyi really wanted to get into the storybook and beat Shen Xiuzhu. It should have been a childhood sweetheart without guessing, but he was indecisive, and his heart was easily softened by the tears of others.

It’s really not worth it for ‘Mei Xueyi’…

But of course you can’t say that in front of the stunned prince.

She gently snuggled into his arms, hugged his extremely thin but strong waist, and murmured in a low voice: “No. I’m just thinking, how should the aftermath of this matter be dealt with by His Majesty who killed Jinling Xiaoshijun for me? .”

“Don’t worry.” He chuckled lightly and caressed her hair lazily, “Newlywed Yan’er, you have to satisfy the queen first.”

He rolled over and pressed down, swallowing her exclamation.

Mei Xueyi tossed to death, coaxing and cheating, and finally sent the faint to sleep.

Tonight, she is going to wander around the palace and grab a few Yin spirits to replenish her soul power, in case something goes wrong.

Holding her waist, she got up weakly.

Looking down, I saw two pairs of thick fur boots neatly placed next to the white jade couch, in the shape of a husband and wife’s love.

She stared at the two pairs of boots for a while.

For some reason, there was an inexplicable sourness in my heart. Not all sour, but sweet and bitter.

She took a deep breath, frowned to suppress the emotions in her heart, hurriedly put on her boots, quietly took a large velvet cloak from the jade shelf and put it on, and left the palace.

His Royal Highness’s two jade plum trees reflect the cold light of the moon, which complements the snow light on the ground and the pearl light on the corridor.

He built a wonderland for his wife. A dreamy wonderland.

“Niangniang?” The maid in front of the palace hurried up to meet her.

Mei Xueyi hissed, “Your Majesty is sleepy, don’t disturb him.”

“Yes.”

“I’m walking around, don’t have to follow.”

The palace maid was a little embarrassed, but she did not dare to disobey.

Mei Xueyi left her bedroom through the small door under the corridor.

Lifting his head and looking back, he saw three golden and jade characters – Chaomu Palace. He gave all his name here, and wanted to spend time with her.

She turned her eyes away, her heart complicated.

She followed the palace road and left her bedroom. There are guards on both sides of the avenue, and there are people patrolling from time to time.

Didn’t it say that there are many resentful souls in the palace?

She stopped a team of patrolling guards.

“Where do the concubines live?” she asked.

The leader of the guards hurriedly bowed his head and said, “Back to the maiden, there are no concubines in the palace.”

Mei Xueyi was a little surprised: “Is it dismissed?”

“No,” the guard said, “Your Majesty is determined to govern. Before the Empress entered the palace, there were no concubines in the palace.”

Are there no other women? So where did he get his superb skills? So strong and skilled, it’s impossible if you haven’t practiced.

She hesitated for a while, looked left and right, lowered her voice a little embarrassedly, and asked, “Then… Is there any kind of palace maid who served His Majesty and was later disposed of?”

The guard leader’s eyes twitched twice: “No.”

Mei Xueyi opened her mouth, and after a while, she asked vaguely, “…Is that palace vacant? Where are the concubines from the previous dynasty?”

The guard pointed to the southeast: “The concubines of the previous dynasty lived in that area. Your Majesty has moved them to the Summer Palace. Now the palace has been demolished, and a high platform for picking stars is being built.”

Catch the Stars. As soon as I heard it, it was very compatible with the faint.

She nodded: “Go.”

“Yes.”

The patrolling guards turned around a palace wall and saw the king, dressed in a thin black robe, standing barefoot in the middle of the corridor.

“What did the queen say?” The voice was low and hoarse, unable to hear emotions.