Give Him the Handle

Chapter 6 Dilemma

Xiao Yuan has indeed changed, Pei Qing thought. Although he was unruly and crude in the past, he was never a nasty person.
But now he was in front of her, his hot breath surrounding her tightly, and his hand pinched her face, touching her fair and delicate skin unscrupulously.
"Can your Majesty really do anything for that little bastard and sick man?"
She had already made it clear in her letter, but he deliberately asked her in such ugly words.
"Ji'er is my son, not some bastard. Your Majesty is the king of the country, and he is also the prince's cousin. I hope the prince will be merciful."
"Oh, your son." Xiao Yuan looked at her slightly unhappy face. , "Your Majesty is so powerful that within a year of entering the palace, she gave birth to an almost five-year-old son." (Hahaha....)
He glanced at her slender waist and asked jokingly: "How about your Majesty also gave birth to a five-year-old son for me? I I just don't like babies crying and making noise, so I can just give birth to a five-year-old to avoid all these troubles."
Pei Qing glanced at him, maybe this person has not changed, but is crazy.
"As for your sick husband," the man touched her lips with his finger, "I'm quite curious. How many times can he sleep with you when he's so sick? Or is it you who takes care of him?"
Pei Qing couldn't listen. Others slander Xiao Jing.
But he insisted on asking, and asked her questions that were difficult to answer.
"Is he big?"
Pei Qing lowered her eyes and said nothing, prompting Xiao Yuan to say: "If you don't tell me, I will cut it off and measure it myself. Do you think he can still be considered an emperor if he doesn't have that thing?"
Pei Qing felt. He could do it, but she had no choice but to say: "It's quite big."
"It's quite big. Your
good at comparing it with hands." Pei Qing looked at him again, and probably compared it with her hands. Although she had never seen it real, but according to the You can never go wrong with the comparison in your drawing book.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuan smiled sarcastically: "Yeah."
Pei Qing didn't understand why he was laughing, but he asked another more difficult question: "How long does he last?" (Why is this funny keke)
Pei Qing hesitated. Is it good for a long time or not? How long is too long?
She thought, "It's quite a long time."
Sure enough, he asked, "How long."
Pei Qing really couldn't answer, so she could only prevaricate: "I forgot."
Xiao Yuan stared at her for a long time, and then suddenly smiled, "Your Majesty, you are lying now . The expressions have changed. How can you forget this and treat me like a three-year-old?"
"Your Majesty, this is our husband and wife's private matter. It's reasonable not to talk about it..." she said softly, trying to reason with him.
"Oh, it's a private matter between husband and wife." Xiao Yuan stood up straight and looked at her condescendingly, "If he knew that you were here to serve other men, would he still want to be husband and wife with you?"
Pei Qing understood what he meant by serving. , compared with life and death, her own innocence and reputation are really nothing. But she is also a queen, Xiao Jing's wife in name, and she cannot do anything to harm his face.
So she begged the man in front of her in a low voice and euphemistically: "Can you...wait."
Xiao Yuan didn't respond.
Pei Qing hesitated, gently pulled the corner of his clothes, knelt on the ground and looked up to beg him: "I can't..."
"Is the empress negotiating terms with me?"
Pei Qing shook her head, but couldn't say anything. What. She was in a hurry and promised too much in the letter. She said that as long as he could come, she was willing to pay any price.
But think about it carefully, what does she have?
It was just the fine gold and silver gifted by his brother-in-law, and that little thing could not catch his eye. But she still had a life, and she understood his disgust and hatred. If he could kill her to calm his anger, she would probably be willing to do it.
As for serving... Pei Qing thought that he didn't have that intention. He is such a proud man, he disdains to touch a married woman.
Xiao Yuan lowered his head and looked at the woman at his feet. She was pitiful and charming, and she could really seduce a man. No wonder the sick man married the older one and then the younger one, taking the two sisters as his own.
But now, Xiao Jing's queen is trying to please Xiao Yuan.
Thinking of this, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. When she fell onto the bed unexpectedly, Pei Qing's surprised expression was actually so smart and stunning.
As a man, it is normal for Xiao Yuan to have evil intentions.
The long hair was scattered, and a few strands stuck to Pei Qing's face, as if she was at a loss with him.
She looked at Xiao Yuan with some fear.
And he only has one word.
"Take off."