Jun Beicheng sat on the bed, suffering from a headache and holding his forehead with one hand, his whole face buried in the shadows.
His long dark hair was scattered casually, making him look a little softer despite his violent temper.
In fact, his temper was not good at all. He was already annoyed when he had a headache, but it was even more annoying when he saw this pretty boy. He wanted to kill someone.
His dagger-like eyes fell on Zuo. Is this how you do things? He doesn't mind killing one more.
Azuo's scalp felt numb and he hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, Mr. Shangguan said that there is a temporary shortage of ingredients for the fragrant medicine. Lin Wuzuo has taken some medicine and it has the same effect. He said that he should take it temporarily."
What a top!
Shen Zhaoning was thinking about killing Shangguan Jiushu!
It almost sucked her blood dry. How could the fragrant medicine not be enough? Maybe it was used for something else.
Now is not the time to worry about this, Jun Papi’s eyes are so scary!
How can such a vicious look that can send chills from head to toe to someone, as if they want to peel off the skin, remove the bones, and break the body into thousands of pieces, appear on such a beautiful face?
At this moment, Shen Zhaoning was still lucky and prayed that Jun Beicheng would let her get out quickly.
But the next second, the man lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and said coldly: "Stand closer."
Listen, are these words spoken by human beings?
Who is a good person who doesn't sleep and stands next to someone's bed all night? She is not here to be a maid!
She had complaints, but she didn't dare to say them.
Not hearing any movement, Jun Beicheng turned her head slightly and looked over. He was world-weary and cruel, with impatience written all over his face. She could only accept her fate and move forward.
Zuo was relieved. If he had known that the problem could be solved so easily, wouldn't he have caught the person earlier? Suffer all!
Before going out, he gave Shen Zhaoning a warning look, telling her to behave like a human being.
If the prince doesn’t sleep well, he will lose his life!
The night is deep and long.
Fortunately it was summer, so we wouldn't get cold.
Shen Zhaoning silently greeted all the eighteen generations of Jun Beicheng's ancestors in his heart, and then quietly leaned against the bed and dozed off.
She just hoped that she could go back early in the morning, otherwise her son would be scared when he woke up and couldn't see her.
In fact, Jun Beicheng didn't fall asleep at all.
The humanoid incense has little effect if it is not close to him in a confined space, not to mention that the lazy guy is still sleeping soundly by his bedside!
He already had sensitive hearing, and with the headache, the sound of heavy breathing was just as annoying as hearing it in his ears!
This commotion made his headache worse.
Tomorrow I have to go to the palace to see the Holy Spirit. If the headache is not relieved, I may find it difficult to get up.
Jun Beicheng clenched his slender fingers into fists at his sides and said, holding back his anger: "Get closer."
The sound was not loud, but it frightened Shen Zhaoning so much that he stumbled and fell down.
A magnetic groan came from beneath him, and at that moment, all the yellow waste in Shen Zhaoning's mind came out.
I remember that night by the river five years ago, Jun Beicheng moaned under her like this...
Just, pretty cool!
The suppressed Jun Beicheng's eyes grew colder. How did he know that the person on his body was thinking about minions?
How long will it take until this bastard doesn't get up?
Jun Beicheng raised his hand to pick up Shen Zhaoning's clothes from the back of her neck and threw her down.
Shen Zhaoning was in a daze, his reflex arc was slow, and his fear had not yet reached his brain.
Thinking that Jun Beicheng was telling her to get lost, he yelled on the spot: "Yes! I'll resign now!"
Before he could even take two steps, the sound of Jun Beicheng's gnashing of teeth came from behind him, like an extremely furious lion whose territory had been violated.
"How did you know that I heard that the king asked you to leave? Come closer and stand still!"
Shen Zhaoning took a breath and stepped back obediently. Under Jun Beicheng's death gaze, he moved closer to him little by little.
Until he was close to the bed and could no longer move a step, Jun Beicheng turned his head and closed his eyes.
The cool sandalwood lingers in the room, making you want to sleep.
The man on the bed was as quiet as a holy son who could not eat the fireworks of the world. His beauty could not be blasphemed.
It's a pity that as soon as he opens his eyes, he is a real skin-picking monster.
Jun Papi was really not afraid of her pinching his neck in the middle of the night, he slept quite peacefully!
Of course, Shen Zhaoning didn't have the guts to show off a useless golden finger. How could she be a match for the murderous God of War?
If the murder is not successful, he will be pressed to the ground and rubbed, as humiliatingly as if he crushed a chicken to death, and his body will be left intact.
Along with the lingering fragrance, Jun Beicheng's frown gradually relaxed and he finally fell asleep peacefully.
At first, Shen Zhaoning had a hundred ways to murder in his mind, but soon it turned into a two-player game with a hundred ways to do it.
This man looked so lustful when he was sleeping, just like that night by the river!
The most noble God of War in the Southern Kingdom, the prince, was dying under her body that night, unable to resist. It was very exciting to think about it...
Probably because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night, Shen Zhaoning actually had an extremely shameful dream after falling asleep.
In the dream, she was soaked all over, and her clothes clung to her body. The thin summer shirt was looming, outlining the perfect curves of her figure.
The thin chin was raised unbearably, revealing the slender white neck, the red lips were slightly opened, and the face was flushed as he looked up and down on the man.
And the imagined object was still Jun Beicheng.
Who allowed her to have only this precious experience? Not even a dream, no fresh faces.
It's just that this time Jun Beicheng in the dream was not as unable to resist as before, and he allowed her to fiddle with him.
Instead, he opened his world-weary and violent eyes and strangled her neck fiercely: "How dare you insult this king! You are seeking death!"
The sweet dream turned into a nightmare, and Shen Zhaoning woke up on the spot, facing a pair of eyes that were exactly like the scene in the dream!
