When did it start to change?

Ming Lie looked at the cold iron shackles surrounding his slender ankles with expressionless face.

The black metal forms a sharp and cold contrast with her snow-white ankles.

Or maybe, he has never changed.

She should have discovered it long ago, right?

"From the first time I discovered what you did in the Cathay Division, or when I discovered the corpses of the animals that were buried by you earlier, I should know how terrible your nature is." Ming Lie looked at the man in front of me indifferently.

He sat opposite her, lazily raising his long legs, black clothes and ink hair, and his eyes flying slanted from the corners of his eyes were amber color different from those of ordinary people in the Central Plains. His long eyelashes were like black phoenix feathers and were shining with gorgeous light. His originally delicate and gorgeous eyebrows should be feminine and tender. He was born on a man and only looked very evil. The breathable blackness of his body showed his dark night-like breath, which was more and more charming and cold.

The half-scattered black armor and his long disguised hair not only did not look out of place, but instead made his beauty exude the smell of a gorgeous cold weapon with countless blood stains.

The man chuckled, lazily holding his cheeks at the noble and elegant woman who sat in front of him, who was still straight as if she was sitting in the hall and was not depressed: "It's a pity that you are still raising a tiger, or you are reluctant to admit that the younger brother you raised himself would be this person?"

"Are you human, Qiu Yuzhi?" Ming Lie looked at him coldly: "What Changqing has treated you since he was a child? You actually gave him such medicine, which made him unable to have a child, or even died of weakness."

Qiu Yuzhi smiled slowly, as if he was very innocent: "Who asked him to steal you, I don't want to do it either, but I love you, what's wrong with killing him?"

As he said that, he looked at Minglie deeply, with a nearly fiery and passionate light flashing in his eyes: "Sister, you clearly know what I am right!"

Ming Lie paused for such an almost horrifying confession, and was not too surprised. Instead, he frowned slightly and looked at him for a moment, then said coldly with expressionless expression: "Qiu Yuzhi, you only love yourself, don't put such a crime on my head. Do you think I am the idiots around you who have been tricked by you?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, a figure suddenly shook before her eyes, and she raised her hand and pressed her on the bed.

Ming Lie froze, then looked coldly at the man pressing on him: "Get down... Um."

"Shh." But the next moment, her lips were suddenly pressed by the cold-clad long-clad wearing iron armored gloves. The man lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman pressed under him and showed a helpless smile.

"The elder sister seems to be in a prisoner when you suddenly wake up, and you are not panicked at all when facing the people who violate you. Yet, there is nothing that can make the elder sister panicked?"

"That's true, it's this expression, Ming Lie."

He lowered his body gently and stared at her obsessively: "It's calm, as if you can't hide anything. The expression of seeing everything clearly is really annoying. It makes people want to ruin everything about you, even block your throat, and see if you are still so indifferent, so calm and sober."

Ming Lie looked at him lightly, without saying a word, allowing the iron armor on his glove to cut his lips, and the blood slowly spread.

"Do you know how much I hate your expression?" The man smiled coldly and gloomy, and his fingers deliberately flirted with the wound on her lips: "Your condescending look really makes me disgusted, Ming Lie."

The pain in his lips made Minglie frown slightly.

"Sorry, I accidentally." The man sighed, and he held her face with pity: "Does it hurt, elder sister?"

Ming Lie looked at the beautiful man with a bloody red light in front of him, excited and gloomy eyes, and had a bad premonition in his heart. She said coldly: "Qiu Yuzhi... my pain makes you very excited?"

The man chuckled and smiled on his lips, and was fascinating. He raised his hand and stripped off his gloves, gently stroked her slender neck: "Yes, elder sister, you don't know how many times I have imagined in my heart that I have pinched your neck, just like pinching those kittens, looking at your beautiful face with helpless and painful appearance, or cutting open your chest alive, like cutting open the pigeon given to me by my second brother, watching you cry in horror and beg for mercy."

Minglie raised his eyebrows: "Oh, do you think I will become that way?"

Her indifference seemed to anger the man. He tightened his hands tightly and smiled coldly: "Do you want to try this game, elder sister?"

Ming Lie stiffened, feeling that his throat was pinched tightly in an instant, and he couldn't breathe at all. She tried to spread his hand, but the cartilage was scattered, and her body, which had been violently invaded many times, was so soft that it was so soft.

She frowned sadly, and the man looked at the person beneath with admiration and blushing face.

But the next moment, Ming Lie suddenly let go of his hand and stopped struggling. He just opened his red-blooded eyes and looked at the man on his body sarcastically.

The prey and the hunter looked at each other for a long time.

Qiu Yuzhi suddenly let go of his hand, and said with a boring look on his face and helplessly: "Tsk, it's really, it's boring."

The surging air suddenly poured into the painful lungs, and Minglie couldn't help but cough violently: "Cough cough cough..."

A hand suddenly picked her up carefully. The man gently and carefully held her in his arms, handed her a glass of water warmly, as if full of guilt: "Sister, it's very uncomfortable. I didn't mean it, but Sister's pain is so charming."

Ming Lie's eyes, which were red and blood-tight, looked coldly at the cup of water he handed over, but did not resist, so he took it casually, took a few sips, and felt the warm water flowing down his throat, and his whole chest felt much more comfortable.

She looked at the man and said lightly: "Qiu Yuzhi, you are sick, do you know, or do you know that you are a lunatic?"

Qiu Yuzhi's hand holding the cup froze, then he suddenly raised his hand and poured all the remaining water in the cup on Minglie's face.

Ming Lie was caught off guard and his face was splashed all over. Drips of water fell down her fair and delicate cheeks, wet.

Her eyebrows and eyes suddenly became cold, and a sharp aura as if it were a blade was instantly spreading, and the invisible pressure belonging to the king was almost suffocating.

Even Qiu Yu Capital couldn't help but froze for a moment, but the next moment, he reached out and stroked her face infatuation: "It's so beautiful, elder sister, the breath on you is so charming, so charming that I can't bear to kill you."

The king is even if his body is stained with blood but still has power. It is like a celestial dog swallowing the sun, but the dazzling sun will never be defiled.

"Majesty cannot bend, wealth cannot be lust... A gentleman is like jade, rather than to be broken than to be completely broken. Tsk, such hypocritical words are indeed tailor-made for you, elder sister." Qiu Yuzhi chuckled strangely, suddenly leaned down and forced her chin, like a beast in the dark, stretched out his bloody red tongue and gently licked the clear water droplets along Ming Lie's forehead to his cheek, as if licking some delicious food.

Even though he was doing such almost disgusting and weird actions, the man still looked so beautiful that it was so creepy.

"But elder sister, don't you think it's too tiring to wear such a hypocritical mask all day long? Why is it the emperor? Isn't it just to do whatever you want, to have whatever you want, and to get whoever you want?"

Ming Lie frowned, and water beads were dyed on his long eye feathers. But the water beads not only did not make Ming Lie look weak and pitiful, but only deepened her frosty coldness. She said calmly: "What do you want to do, Qiu Yuzhi."

The man narrowed his eyes and approached her eyes as if he was tempted, and sucked her eyes intimately like a lover: "It's very simple. There are too many stupid people in this world. I can't find anyone in the palace that interest me except you, so I went to the border. I thought that the border gathered people from all over the world, and there were always some interesting things for me. But over the years, I have had women and men, I have killed so many people, men, young and old, cut off so many bandits' heads, and even hunted so many ferocious beasts in snowy mountains and deserts, but I found that in this world..."

His bloody lips and thin kisses were all the way along Ming Lie's eyes and kissing her lips: "The most interesting thing is people, and no one among these people is as interesting as you. Only you may be as smart as me. A long time ago, I even thought you were smarter than me, but I found that you like the rules of this world so much that you put yourself in stupidly, but refused to enjoy the world of smart people with me."

He sighed, "You are so stupid, so stupid that I want to knock on your head and see what's in your mind?"

Ming Lie suddenly laughed and raised her eyebrows: "Qiu Yuzhi, your statement really makes me think you fell in love with me. Unfortunately, I only heard a lunatic want to ruin the world. Have you forgotten that my mother is your twin sister? She has discovered something wrong with you like me."

"Haha, don't mention that stupid guy." The man raised the corners of his beautiful and delicate eyes, with a look of contempt and impatient: "I have thought of trying her taste. After all, she can shed the same blood as me. Maybe she is the same as me, but it turns out that she and the women in the palace, including my mother, are also stupid and boring. I don't even have the interest to touch her. I can make her live for so long, just because she shed the same blood as me, and maybe something useful in the future."

He paused, chuckled, and licked Minglie's lips temptingly: "As for what love is, if His Royal Highness the Crown Princess is willing to be my person, he will open his legs to me obediently in the future, let me do whatever I want, and use His Royal Highness's body to slowly teach me, maybe I will understand."

Ming Lie did not refuse his invasion, but said lightly: "And after you get tired of playing, will you be like the women you locked in the beast camp who have served you, and are you cut off your stomach and feed them with a mastiff?"

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Well, Mr. Qiu is really hard to write~ I really overestimate my ability to write him now~
Chapter completed!