Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

As Shen Zhiqiao spoke, he became even more wronged. She turned her head, avoiding his hand that was stroking her lower jaw, before escaping into his embrace, "Moreover, after eating dinner every night, I won't see you again. I'll either discuss some matters with General Duan or run to Little Four's bamboo courtyard. When you're back, I'll sleep. When I woke up again, you were busy with other things … "

Her tone contained an unconcealable loneliness. Qi Mujing frowned and looked down at the small head in his arms. A complicated emotion suddenly welled up in her black eyes. After a short moment, he forcefully suppressed it.

She reached out to hug her delicate body, then kissed the beauty's hair, apologetically saying, "Un, it's Jing's fault. It has caused my intellectual son to feel lonely."

During the past few days, because of the assassination of the little Emperor in the hunting grounds, every single one of the imperial court was in a state of panic. At the same time, the little Emperor suddenly ordered the King of Southern Emergence to return to the imperial palace as soon as possible and to incorporate the King of Southern Emergence into his house.

"…" Shen Zhiqiao didn't answer him and just pulled himself into his arms.

Qi Mujing smiled lightly, then bent over and carried her across his arms. He sat at the dining table, picked her up and laid the dishes for her, then whispered, "Zhi-er, a few days ago, I specifically told Housekeeper Zhang to find a new chef, everything you like to cook, eat quickly."

Shen Zhiqiao used the corner of his eye to look at the dishes in the bowl. He calmly swallowed his saliva and remained motionless.

Qi Mujing raised her eyebrows and piled a few more things into her bowl, then put down the bowl of chopsticks in her hands, and picked up her jaw again with her index finger, with a smile in her eyes, "If you know how to finish eating, then I won't pursue the matter of you going to the men's prison as a woman …"

"Really?" Hearing that, Shen Zhi Qiao immediately raised his head and looked at him, his eyes gleaming.

Qi Mujing raised her eyebrows and piled a few more things into her bowl, then put down the bowl of chopsticks in her hands, and picked up her jaw again with her index finger, with a smile in her eyes, "If you know that I have finished eating this bowl, then I will not pursue the matter of you going to the men's prison as a woman …"

"Really?" Hearing that, Shen Zhi Qiao immediately raised his head and looked at him with glowing eyes.

Qi Mujing nodded with a smile.

Shen Zhi Qiao was immediately overjoyed. Just as he was about to reach for his chopsticks, he felt that something was wrong and frowned as he looked at him, "Ah Jing, how do you know that I went to the men's prison and did not go to any other place? Could it be that you have sent someone to follow me?! "

Black lines appeared on Qi Mujing's face as he stretched out his hand to give her a shot, "Other than Nan Yue from the men's prison, where else would I be able to attract you to?!" His tone threatened, "Are you eating or not?!"

Shen Zhi Qiao quickly nodded his head, "Eat, eat, eat, I'll eat …"

Afraid of her husband, afraid of her husband. She, Shen Zhiqiao, had truly proven herself.

Ye Zichen twitched his mouth, and couldn't help but stealthily look at him once again. However, he was hit by a "bland" gaze.

As such, he accepted his fate and picked up the bowl. However, when he saw that there were layers upon layers of various dishes, Shen Zhiqiao almost cried, "Jing …"

What the hell!

Qi Mujing chuckled, picked up a bowl of chopsticks and began to eat as well, occasionally adding other dishes to someone's bowl.

Shen Zhi Qiao stared at the ball of red liquid that she picked up, tilted her head and looked at Qi Mu Jing, "Jing, help me eat this." Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he placed the item in his bowl.

Qi Mujing was stunned for a moment, "Zhi'er, isn't blood tofu your favorite food? "Why aren't you eating today?"

Shen Zhi Qiao knitted her brows. Looking at this scene, she couldn't help but recall the scene she saw in Uncle Tie's room.

The man was almost lying in a pool of blood. His chest, lips, and even his face were stained with that red. It was the same color as this bean curd.

Uncle Tie told her that the poison in that man's body had backfired and had already seeped into his internal organs. There was no cure for him, and he also said that man … Maybe not tonight...

"Zhi'er, you've gone silly, haven't you?!" Qi Mujing's eyes slightly sunk, then unhappily knocked on her forehead.

"Ugh …" Shen Zhi Qiao regained his senses, covering his head from the pain, and glared at him.

Tsk, she didn't understand why he liked knocking on the same place as her.

Qi Mujing didn't want to buy it, so he said coldly, "Eat!"

He wasn't happy. He was clearly by her side, and even though he had already embraced her, he still had the uneasy feeling that she could leave at any time.

Unable to bear the sudden coldness in his tone, as well as the coldness on his face, Shen Zhiqiao picked up a piece of bamboo shoot from the bowl and placed it next to his lips. "Jing, this is delicious. It's better than the previous chefs. Try it …"

"…" Qi Mujing frowned, staring at the object expressionlessly.

Seeing that he was not going to sell, Shen Zhi Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She bit down on the bamboo shoot with her pink lips, moved closer to his lips with a blush, and placed the thing in his mouth into his mouth.

The soft and sweet touch from her lips caused Qi Mujing's eyes to darken, and a nameless flame rushed up from her lower abdomen.