"...What is it?"

Murong Che kissed her tender little mouth, leaned into her ear and said ambiguously: "Do you still remember the big snake that swam into your body that night? The big snake you just held was that big snake."

Qingli exclaimed "Ah" and his face turned red with embarrassment.

"Baby, do you like it? It likes you very much..."

""

Qingli couldn't help but feel sad. If he wanted to save the prince's brother, would he have to endure his humiliation submissively? But how long would this humiliation and teasing last?

"When do you plan to release the prince?" Qingli asked coldly.

Murong Che sneered and said: "Why, you have learned how to make conditions with me? Let me tell you, you are not qualified to make conditions with me! For me, killing Murong Lin is easier than crushing an ant!"

"But you clearly said that as long as I obey you, you will let him go!"

Murong Che sarcastically said: "Do you believe it when I say it?"

"Despicable!" Qingli glared at him angrily.

Murong Che chuckled and said: "You can scold me if you think Murong Lin didn't die early enough. Jiu'er, from today on, if you dare to disobey me once, I will send someone to chop off one of Murong Lin's fingers. If you don't believe it,

, you can try it."

Qingli gritted his teeth with hatred, but had no choice but to do anything, fearing that his impulsiveness would bring disaster to the prince's brother.

The atmosphere suddenly became very dull.

After some time passed, Murong Che suddenly asked: "Does your body still hurt?"

Qingli was stunned, suddenly thinking that he had done something like that to him with a jade sword, he was so ashamed that he couldn't help himself.

In fact, Murong Che was also upset about this matter. He just did that, and he didn't know whether he hurt her or not.

Qingli bit his lip and said nothing.

Murong Che was silent for a while, then called the palace maid, "Go and bring Aunt Zhao."

Aunt Zhao quickly came over with a medicine box on her back.

"Let me see how the injury is," Murong Che said expressionlessly.

Qingli was reluctant at first, but under Murong Che's coercion and inducement, he had no choice but to show his private parts to Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao checked it out and saw that there was some blood there. It was obvious that she had just experienced a love affair. She sighed inwardly that the prince was so ungrateful that the queen was injured and still had to sleep with her. Fortunately, she was not injured this time.

, and didn’t say anything.

"Your Majesty's health is no longer serious, and she will be cured after two more days of medicine."

Murong Che looked quite satisfied, "In two days, will I be able to sleep with you?"

"Yes." Aunt Zhao responded, but she was thinking in her heart, why is this person so anxious?
Chapter completed!