The moon was sparse, and a full moon hung in the dark night. There was no sound except for bursts of sound coming from the Xinhe City Mansion.
"It's too much to bully others, it's really too much to bully others!"
Xu Jinzhi kept pacing where he was, cursing.
Suddenly, he stopped and raised his head suddenly: "General, it was you who drove away the barbarians and drove them further north."
"Now that we have finally settled down, the Holy One has replaced someone to pick the fruits. I will not accept it!"
"Not to mention that the general sent last time knew absolutely nothing about marching and fighting, and he gave random orders, and even almost tainted the mother-in-law of Xiaoliuzi's family."
He looked at Jinse with concern: "General, don't leave. As long as you say a word, the brothers will follow you."
This sentence almost makes it clear that the guards here are willing to follow Jin Se and rebel.
Jinse glanced at Xu Jinzhi, he was completely different from the image he had when they met before.
After shaving that beard, Jinse realized that he was also a handsome man in his twenties.
At this moment, the other party was staring at her, with inexplicable emotion flashing in her eyes.
If she didn't know what the other person meant when they first met, now that they have been together for a month, she would have understood it already.
He likes Nangong Jin.
But she is not Nangong Jin.
With a long sigh, Jinse looked serious: "Xu Jinzhi, you should know that during the time when I went back, I got married to the third prince."
Xu Jinzhi: "I know, and I know that you got married in the capital out of necessity, not because you really like him."
"The third prince is a cripple, he is not worthy of you!"
Jinse's eyes became colder and colder, icy to the bone.
Xu Jinzhi felt the temperature in the room drop sharply and shrank his neck uncomfortably. It must be an illusion, right?
Just then, a voice came from outside the door.
"Yes, you are right, I am not worthy of Jin'er."
Xie Xiuqi was sitting in a wheelchair and pushed the door open. His eyes were full of tenderness and he looked at Jinse.
"Jin'er, my legs are still not good. It's because I'm not good enough for you."
The moment Xu Jinzhi saw Xie Xiuqi, he was impressed by his appearance.
After coming to his senses, he angrily said: "Humph, assuming you are self-aware, I will follow you..."
Jinse frowned and shouted: "Vice General Xu, shut up!"
Xu Jinzhi was indignant: "But..."
"Get down!"
Xu Jinzhi held his neck and refused to leave.
Jin Se was completely impatient. He rubbed his forehead, walked to Xie Xiuqi's side, and raised the corners of his lips.
"Who told you that I don't like the third prince?"
Leaning in for a kiss.
Because Xu Jinzhi was present, she did not go deep and broke it off at the first touch. Even so, even for an ancient person like Xu Jinzhi, she also suffered a huge impact.
He pointed at Xie Xiuqi: "A handsome man of seven feet, but he can only serve others with sex, and he is despised by others!"
After saying that, he couldn't bear it anymore and left angrily.
Jinse raised her eyebrows and looked at Xie Xiuqi.
"Has everything been done? Why hasn't your leg healed yet? Is it because you didn't find the antidote from Xie Xiuming?"
Xie Xiuqi's expression was a little strange, but he quickly calmed down, so quickly that Jinse thought what he saw before was just an illusion.
He lowered his eyes, and there was no emotion or anger on his face: "Does Jin'er dislike that my legs haven't healed yet and have already started looking for beautiful men?"
Jinse froze for a moment, feeling somewhat guilty for no reason.
Looking at Xie Xiuqi who was in a depressed mood, he didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.
But the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Xie Xiuqi looked familiar now.
Isn't that just the way Jing Shu talks about tea and pretends to be pitiful?
She was deceived again.
Jinse was speechless for a moment.
"who is it?"
A cold male voice sounded, which reminded Jinse of the cold god-king Jun Wujiu. Xie Xiuqi's face overlapped with the masked face.
Yes, they are the same person.
The darkness in Xie Xiuqi's eyes quickly spread and he grabbed Jinse's wrist.
"Who is it? Who are you thinking about?"
It's like this again, many times even though it's just the two of them, Jinse's eyes always look through him, recalling other people.
He checked many times but could not find out who that person was.
"Huh?" Jinse suddenly woke up, and her reaction was a little funny.
Is Xie Xiuqi jealous of himself?
Bending down, she picked up the man in the wheelchair and threw him on the bed. Jinse walked up to him and slowly unfastened his belt.
"Other than you, who else? It doesn't matter if my husband's leg cannot be cured. When I return to the capital one day, I will personally ask Xie Xiuming for the antidote."
There were dark waves in Xie Xiuqi's eyes, and he allowed Jin Se to move.
"My body was not only poisoned by Xie Xiuming."
Jinse made a movement, and among the lightning and flint, a thought popped into his mind: "There are still barbarians?"
Xie Xiuqi's eyes darkened: "Madam is really smart, don't you have anything to ask?"
"Do not ask."
Jinse touched Xie Xiuqi's leg and fell into deep thought.
"System, when Xie Xiuqi ascended the throne in his previous life, was his leg healed?"
System: "I only received the ending of the mission target, I don't know the details."
This is quite difficult to handle.
I don’t know whether the Jing Kingdom is very receptive to an emperor who is not good at what he does.
While thinking about it, Jinse was still helping Xie Xiuqi check his legs.
But she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't realize that the hand she placed on Xie Xiuqi's leg gradually moved upwards, and in an instant it crossed her knees, and even tended to move upwards.
Finally, Xie Xiuqi let out a long sigh.
"Madam, what are you doing?"
Jinse lowered his head and felt his hands were hot, so he retracted his hands like lightning.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it. You have to believe me. I know you are inhumane and I can't do anything to you..."
Facing Xie Xiuqi's strange look, Jin Se became more and more confused the more he explained.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her whole body onto the bed.
Xie Xiuqi, who was originally bad at walking, actually turned over and put his hands on both sides of her head.
The man's breath was hot and slightly heavy: "Who said that my legs are disabled and I can't be humane?"
So she was dancing on the tip of a knife when teasing Xie Xiuqi before?
Jinse's cheeks turned red, and when Xie Xiuqi wasn't paying attention, she turned over and pushed him down, raised the corners of her lips, rubbed his lips with her fingers, narrowed her eyes, and spoke in a dangerous tone.
"Isn't it interesting that you kept it secret from me for so long?"
Xie Xiuqi pulled her down and put their lips together. She raised her eyes and met a pair of tender eyes, and she immediately fell into them.
At some point, the positions of the two people changed.
A pair of interlocked hands hung down from the bedside, the big hand holding the small hand.
From time to time, the woman's fingertips tightly clasped the back of the man's hand, and then suddenly let go.
Until the end, the two hands clasped together vigorously, as if they were trying to rub each other's hands together.
The candle that was burned to the bottom shook a few times and was completely extinguished, but there was no darkness in the room, and a dim light could be seen vaguely.
At this time, the sky turned white, and Jinse fell into a drowsy sleep.
In a daze, mixed thoughts flooded into my mind.
I have been paralyzed for three years without exercising, but my physical strength is still so good. Is this because I am gifted?
No, when did Xie Xiuqi’s legs heal?
He held on and wanted to question, but due to excessive physical exertion, Jinse finally failed and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.
Seeing Jinse sleeping soundly, Xie Xiuqi was still feeling refreshed, his hand on her neck, his eyes unclear.
After a long time, he sighed softly and took his hand away.
He is such a joke.
Even if he is used as a substitute, even if he knows that there is someone else in Jinse's heart, he is reluctant to let go.
Holding Jinse in his arms, he roared in a hoarse voice, mixed with a hint of paranoia:
"No matter whether there is someone else in your heart, you are mine now, and you can only be mine!"
When the system saw the number '70' on the favorability column, it could only lament that the mission target was too good at playing tricks, treating itself as an imaginary enemy and making itself jealous.