Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

Chapter 117 The Dark Emperor's Seduction of the Oiran (46)

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Qin Ji realized his change and slightly panickedly distanced himself from the two of them.

He turned his face away, but the slightly red tips of his ears obviously betrayed him.

Quan Si looked at his panic and found it quite amusing.

He is clearly born with such a handsome face, full of sexual tension, but in fact he is extremely innocent.

Quite a contrast.

Thinking of the main purpose of this trip, Quan Si cleared his throat and took the initiative to speak to break the original silence.

"Your Majesty, the Regent is ambitious and has become more active in recent days. I think we should be extra careful."

The poisonous American ginseng is the best proof.

This just shows that Wei Yuanzhuo can no longer sit still.

His ambition and desire gradually grew, and he couldn't wait to take over the throne.

"I know," Qin Ji's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his mouth turned cold, "I, your uncle, have always been at odds with you."

"I have a doubt that has been bothering me for a long time and it really bothers me." Quan Si thought of his first meeting with Qin Ji.

After spending a long time together, he knew that the other party was agile. But that day he was in such a mess and was seriously injured.

All the details put together make people confused.

Who on earth was so bold as to plot to murder the emperor?

"Just say it." Qin Ji looked at him.

The bright and hazy moonlight shone in through the window lattice, casting a layer of light white gauze around the two people.

Quan Si reached out and tucked a few strands of silver hair behind his ears, frowning slightly, "Your Majesty was seriously injured that day, was it the Regent's fault?"

"I have already guessed it in my mind, but I have no solid evidence, so I cannot convict him." Qin Ji sighed lightly, feeling helpless.

“If you don’t want others to know, then don’t do it. Once a person does something, it will definitely leave traces.”

Quan Si's eyes were extremely calm.

"Maybe the traces are very small and haven't been discovered yet. But if you think about it from a different angle, you will come to a different conclusion."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the smile on his face was calm and light.

"Your Majesty, please think carefully about whether there is anything you have accidentally overlooked."

"As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is actually the safest." Quan Si continued to state his point.

This sentence instantly awakened Qin Ji.

He thought for a moment, his eyes brightening.

"It is true that I have not been to the Regent's Palace in person for a long time." Qin Ji's eyes were burning, with a flickering light dancing in them.

My brain worked quickly and I quickly grasped the key point.

"Did the person who stabbed Your Majesty that day have any characteristics?" Quan Si tempted his thoughts.

My vision was dim and my memory was a little fuzzy.

But when Quan Si suddenly reminded him of this, he thought of a point that he had not noticed before.

"They were all masked, but one of them had a black mole on his right hand, near the wrist bone."

After hearing Qin Ji's answer, Quan Si suddenly came up with an idea.

If there are characteristics, then it will be easy.

"I have a plan that you can try. It will most likely reveal the traitor."

Quan Si hooked his finger at him, motioning Qin Ji to come closer.

The emperor also became interested, and as he approached step by step, the distance between them gradually shortened.

It was so close that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Seeing this, Quan Si put his hand on his ear and moved close to his lips.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Qin Ji felt his lips almost brushed the tip of his ear.

He was flustered, but still pretended to be calm and let Quan Si tell him the plan.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" After saying this, Quan Si took a few steps back, but saw that the man was motionless.

Quan Si was a little confused, so he moved closer to take a look, and then he saw that the handsome face in front of him was so red that it was almost bleeding.

His face was so red that it was smoking.

Quan Si:?

He didn't do anything.

"That's great." Qin Ji coughed lightly and then suppressed the desire in his heart.

As if he had thought of something, he took the initiative to walk to the table where he had just reviewed memorials.

"come over."

Quan Si heard the sound and walked over.

But I saw the king holding a pen and ink, and he found a blank page from somewhere.

"I wonder how your handwriting is?" Qin Ji looked at him with a smile.

"Although it's not particularly stunning, it's not ugly at all." Quan Si took the brush from his hand.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, his silver hair fell down, and after a few seconds of silence, he picked up the pen and wrote a word.

After writing, put the ink pen aside.

Qin Ji took a look and was slightly stunned.

It was just because Quan Si wrote the character "Ji" in his name.

Logically speaking, when people write, what they write can reflect their thoughts to a certain extent.

But Quan Si did not write his real name, but instead wrote words related to him.

in this case...

It seems that the other party has him in her heart, but she just hasn't expressed it.

After Quan Si finished writing, he was also a little stunned.

He didn't expect that he would subconsciously write down the emperor's name.

He raised his eyes slightly and saw the unparalleled handsome emperor staring at him.

There was an lingering affection in her eyes, so long that it was about to drown him.

Quan Si's ears turned red for no reason, "I just wrote it down, I have no other intention."

"Oh?" Qin Ji had already come behind him, his chest pressed against his back, and laughed in a low voice.

He actively stretched out his two hands in front of Quan Si, and naturally there was a size difference between the two of them.

Quan Si glanced sideways slightly, but his silver hair brushed Qin Ji's lips.

This action made the man behind her feel uneasy and confused.

His eyes, which were always deep, were usually like a quiet lake.

At this moment, he felt a slight throbbing and was stirred up.

Qin Ji took the brush and put it back into Quan Si's hand.

Then, he wrapped his hand around the hand of the person in his arms, guiding his hand to carve the words on the paper.

Quan Si's heart was beating like thunder, and he pursed his lips slightly, feeling that the two people's breaths were intertwined.

A few strands of Qin Ji's black hair hung in front of him, seemingly brushing against his cheek.

Breathing becomes cautious, and an ambiguous factor spreads.

Finally, he put down his pen and lowered his eyes to look at the words on the paper.

I saw that next to the word "忌", there was a word "肆" written next to it.

Every stroke is ups and downs, ethereal and flying.

One word "ji" and one word "si", completely different styles.

It's an unexpectedly harmonious match.

It was as if the two of them, originally different individuals, were somehow attracted to each other.

"Your Majesty's handwriting is excellent." Quan Si tilted his head to look at him, his eyebrows and eyes curved into beautiful shapes.

Qin Ji was infected by his smile for a moment, his breathing stagnated, and he could not control his emotions for a moment.

He grabbed Quan Si's hand, leaned forward, and took the initiative to cover the lips of the person in his arms.

This kiss was not overbearing, but rather cautious and gentle like the wind.

A dragonfly touches the water.

Seeing that Quan Si did not refuse, Qin Ji became bolder and pretended to pry open his teeth.

When their lips and teeth were intertwined, the other hand unconsciously touched Quan Si's head.

Teasing that tender little tongue caused the silver-haired man in front of him to groan softly, "Hmm..."

Quan Si's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his sparkling eyes were filled with lust.

It is an infinite charm that has never been seen before.