The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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The blade of the sword had penetrated deep into his flesh, and drops of blood slid down his stiff neck, like a feather scratching across it, tickling into his bones, but he did not dare to move rashly.

"What are you doing?"

The pressure on her chest was still there, and Shen Ni was out of breath when she spoke. Her throat seemed to be blocked by a jagged rough stone, and her voice was hoarse and deep.

Shen Zhaodu slowly lowered his head, and Shen Ni, who was placed on the futon by him, opened her eyes, her weak hands hanging feebly on his wristband.

"Put down your sword yet!"

She was so angry that she choked and coughed several times as soon as she opened her mouth. Shen Zhaodu threw away the long sword in his hand with a loud sound, and crawled to his knees next to her.

"you you……"

He had many questions, including whether he was dreaming and why she woke up. However, seeing that Shen Ni was still coughing, he closed her mouth and helped her sit up.

"Would you like a drink of water?"

After fainting for too long, Shen Ni was dizzy when she stood up, her head tilted and she leaned weakly on Shen Zhaodu's shoulder: "Drink..."

Shen Zhaodu was about to get up, but she held her sleeve softly: "Where are you going?"

She was anxious and aggrieved, but Shen Zhaodu was deceived.

"Of course I'll get you some water."

"Then I won't drink." She tightened his hand, pressed her forehead against his chest and rubbed it from side to side, "I want you to stay with me more."

Different from the cold and stiff feeling just now, Shen Ni in his arms was warm and soft, and her weak breath swept over his cracked fingers and moistened his cracked soil.

"How about some fruit?"

He picked up the pear closest to him, wiped it on the clean futon and handed it to Shen Ni.

Shen Ni raised her eyes and glanced at him, then pushed it away in disgust: "This is an offering, I don't want to eat it."

This won't work, and that won't work either. Shen Zhaodu frowned and said, "Then..."

"Aren't you curious about what's going on with me?" Shen Ni wanted to hit his wooden head, "You don't look happy at all!"

Abbot Chen told her that Guixi Pill can fake the appearance of death, and its effect is extremely powerful. Although it will not damage the root, the more you struggle when it takes effect, the more difficult and painful the process of sealing the acupoints will be.

If she lay quietly and waited for the acupuncture points to close, feigning death would be as easy as sleeping. If it weren't for reminding Shen Zhaodu, she wouldn't have to fight for breath with the pills.

It turned out that this person really didn't listen to her and planned to kill himself.

She was so annoyed that she stretched out her hands to pinch his dirty cheeks: "You really don't listen to me at all!"

The face under his fingers is no longer soft and delicate as it was when he was a child, but is tough and rough. It has been polished into a sharp dagger by the wind of the battlefield.

Shen Ni wanted to pinch her a few more times, but Shen Zhaodu suddenly pounced on her and hugged her tightly with both arms until the two of them were tightly pressed against each other, but their intertwined hands still refused to relax at all.