After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

Ji Ruoqing patrolled back and forth three or four times in the spacious and bright Xianyun Temple, and even touched the newly patched vermilion lacquer at the corners of the eaves, and waited until the grape spies came back.

Grape said that there is no news of new beauties in the palace today.

Ji Ruoqing was overjoyed. Although she didn't understand why there was a difference between the plot and the novel, she guessed it was the butterfly effect of her task.

Thinking of Ye Qianchen’s expression last night after hearing that sentence and eating a fly, and according to the system's guess that he was aftertaste, so he kept going crazy...

Ji Ruoqing said in her heart, Ye Qianchen will not be hurt by her and she will have a psychological shadow from now on, she will not be close to female...

That's not okay, she has to keep going to bed tonight!

Ji Ruoqing rubbed her aching temples, learning the most effective method in the novel for concubines and concubines, and said softly: "Wang has been busy with government affairs these days and worked day and night. Tell the small kitchen to make some bird's nest, white fungus, lotus seed soup and send it over. ."

Although in the novel, the concubine made it by herself and sent it to him to appear sincere, but...Ji Ruoqing asked herself that she did not have this craft, she was afraid that Ye Qianchen would deduct more favorability points after drinking the soup she boiled...

"Okay." Grape blessed Fu body docilely, and immediately followed Ji Ruoqing's instructions to do it.

only…

It was not the bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup that Ji Ruoqing had ordered to go to the Qianchen Hall, but when Ji Ruoyu happened to pass the small kitchen, after an unexplained smile, he ordered the people in the small kitchen to replace it with **** medicated porridge.

Bird's medicinal porridge is the top grade for strengthening yang, replenishing qi and strengthening the bones and muscles.

Ye Qianchen clinging to the wolf pen, stared deeply at the bowl of light red medicated porridge that was boiled with rich ingredients, his face was cold and his expression was difficult to distinguish.

The serving **** held back his soft legs and pulled a silver needle out of the small bowl, and whispered, "Wang, it's non-toxic."

"..." Ye Qianchen's faint eyes swept over the small bowl of que'er medicinal porridge that was also presented, and his eyes became darker and darker like a pool of bottomless cold water.

Oh, do you think what he gave last night was not enough...?

Ye Qianchen casually glanced at the serving **** with his head buried, his voice was sober and indifferent, as if sentenced to death: "Reward you for a drink."

The serving **** was frightened in two battles, and gave him a **** to drink this. It was too much to make up for it and it would be suffocating people, but the king rewarded the food, who would dare to waste a little bit. Wang was in a bad mood, and it was a pity that he didn't kill him directly!

The little eunuch, who had already looked dead, knelt on the ground and lifted the **** medicinal porridge above his head: "The slave thanks Wang Longen."

Ye Qianchen got up, walked slowly to the side of the table, and took a tooth-carved dragon-pattern painting tube from the red sandalwood lattice frame. The dragon pattern carved in the opening was particularly smooth because of frequent touch.

Inside was a very well-collected painting. He unfolded it and spread it flat on the Huanghuali painting table, looking down, and the tourmaline buckle on his belt was shining brightly under the candlelight.

The painting is a young girl, but she is only twelve or thirteen years old. She has not yet grown her face. It is not stunning but also beautiful, but her eyes are beautiful, as clear and innocent as a deer, wet and wet. The light mist is distressing and pitying.

Ye Qianchen's slender fingers gently stroked the corners of her eyes, and moved up inch by inch to the bright red cinnabar mole at the end of her eyebrows.

The movements are extremely light and gentle, as if they are afraid that using a little more force will crumple the drawing paper.

The great **** Su Quan who was waiting on the side sighed in his heart. Su Quan watched Ye Qianchen grow up.

Ever since Ye Qianchen was fourteen years old, his temperament has changed drastically. He has become tyrannical and bloodthirsty. He is not close to others, as if he has no emotions and desires. It is precisely because of this cruel and decisive means of killing and killing Ye Qianchen. Qianchen successfully ascended to the throne.

He will always be like a fierce beast with fangs. The only way to take off his guard and show such a rare gentleness is when he took this painting out to look at it.

Ye Qianchen's long fingers stroked every inch of the little girl's eyebrows and eyes, the complex emotions in the eyes sink little by little, and finally disappeared, leaving only the color of indifference and thick contempt.

"Tonight, Zhao Ji Ruoqing waits for bedtime." What was suppressed in Ye Qianchen's voice, even Su Quan could not distinguish, but Su Quan, who heard Ye Qianchen's sudden voice, responded very quickly, and Su Quan immediately nodded. Fuchen hurried to tell Zhang Luo.

Ye Qianchen was still standing in front of the painting, staring down at the cinnabar mole in the painting, her eyes dark and misty.

…

Inside the Xianyun Temple.

After Ji Ruoqing heard that Grape said that the medicinal porridge had been delivered, she was very restless.

Bird medicine porridge? She hadn't heard of what it was, but Grape said that this bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup is much more valuable than bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup. Ji Ruoyu specially ordered the small kitchen to change it and send it over.

Ji Ruoyu also waited for her to go to bed, so she would definitely not harm her. Ji Ruoqing safely scooped a spoonful of bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup in a green bowl. The bright green bowl was filled with crystal clear soup, which was slightly sweet and refreshing. That is, it is cheaper for her. Here, she is full of praise and feels that she has made money by wearing books. It is the craftsmanship of the small kitchen.

"Beauty, the maidservant just inquired about it, and the king didn't move, and rewarded the bowl of **** medicated porridge to the serving eunuch." Grape walked in from outside the hall and inquired about the news. She had never disappointed Ji Ruoqing.

"It's over, it's over." Ji Ruoqing stood up from the soft stool "runningly", and even the bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup felt dull, leaving only anxious pacing back and forth.

How could he not drink a bite? !

This Ye Qianchen obviously looks down on the things she sent over...How can this arouse Ye Qianchen's interest, and successfully wait for bed tonight?

Ji Ruoqing, who was already eager to feel her life could not be saved, began to think about the feasibility of leaving directly on Ye Qianchen's bed tonight.

Then she might have been killed by Ye Qianchen before being obliterated by the system...

Ji Ruoqing: The system helps!

As a last resort, Ji Ruoqing could only ask the system for help, but the system still pretended to be dead.

"Congratulations to the beautiful woman, the king is calling you to bed tonight, and the beautiful woman is asked to prepare early."

Ji Ruoqing was anxious, and suddenly heard a high-pitched voice. She never felt that the eunuch's voice was like a natural sound.

[System: Ding! Congratulations on completing the task. 】

"...You came really in time." Ji Ruoqing said softly in her mind.

[System: Ding Dong! Issue a short-term task-wait for bed again. Completed within a limited time. Deadline: Tomorrow night. 】

Ji Ruoqing:? ? ?

I'm afraid this system is not trying to kill her.

[System: Kekeke, is this system such a bad system? Explain to you, because today’s sleeping-serving task was completely completed by Ji Ruoyu for you, so I re-released this task...]

Ji Ruoqing: …I see, Queer medicated porridge is definitely not a good porridge.

[System: Bingo! Please see! 】

After reading the introduction of Que'er medicinal porridge with a black line on her face, Ji Ruoqing patted her chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately...fortunately, he didn't drink it."

If he drank it, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as not being able to get out of bed for seven days.

The system is suffocating a smile, even if you don't drink it, it's actually not as simple as not being able to get out of bed for seven days.

Ji Ruoqing was scared from behind, and suddenly saw Ji Ruoyu walk in with the ink on top of his head [-99].

Huh? When did the favorability value increase a little?

Ji Ruoqing was surprised, but saw that Ji Ruoyu brought a bowl of black medicine to her. His face was as clear as jade, but what he said was very cold and indisputable: "Drink this."

Ji Ruoqing sniffed, the medicine smelled so bitter, only so much worse than the super ugly Bizitang.

She turned her head away: "I don't drink, it's too bitter."

Men are really big trotter, what they have in common is to force her to drink the most bitter medicine?

"Don't drink it?" Ji Ruoyu's final voice rose slightly, but with a dangerous breath.

Ji Ruoqing was bluffed a little bit, but think about Ji Ruoyu in the novel, although he was eager to regain the country, but did not stir up any waves, and did not hurt anyone, just a fake tiger with a harmless individual, so she was hardened. NS.

"I! No! Drink!" Ji Ruoqing snorted softly. Although she was refusing, her voice was soft and sweet, and it sounded like she was acting like a baby.

The goodwill value on the top of Ji Ruoyu's head appeared again with the symbol [1].

"..." Ji Ruoqing suddenly found out that her brother was trembling. The more he rejected him, the more excited he became?

Ji Ruoyu didn't know that his subtle psychology was discovered by his sister. He still held the bowl of soup, his fingers were like jade, and his eyes were light: "Drinking this, it won't hurt to wait for bed... and it will make Ye Qianchen even worse. like."

"I drink!" Ji Ruoqing quickly took the bowl of medicine and said it earlier! With this effect, she must swallow it no matter how hard it is!

After Ji Ruoqing drank a large bowl of medicine in one breath, she realized that she was not afraid of hardship, but had never experienced more hardship.

As soon as she put down the bowl, Ji Ruoqing saw that Ji Ruoyu was about to step out of her bedroom, and the goodwill value above her head returned to [-100] for some unknown time.

"..." Ji Ruoqing stared at Ji Ruoyu's back as tall as a pine and bamboo, thoughtfully.

[System:...Are you thinking, man's heart, sea needle? 】

Ji Ruoqing shook her head: "No, I'm just curious, this brother is afraid that he is not a drug dealer, or is he specializing in that aspect?"

Otherwise, why did Ji Ruoyu take her to the hot springs and take out the ointment to serve the medicinal soup. It seems that they are all effective?

[System: …We don’t know, we dare not ask. 】

Ji Ruoqing blinked ignorantly and curiously. What she didn't know was...

At night, she knew thoroughly, and she knew exactly how powerful and effective Ji Ruoyu's medicine was.

…

Mainly for the phrase "will make Ye Qianchen like it more".