Chapter 48 Who is Li He?

Ever since that night when they first had sex, it was as if something had been switched on in Qi Youan. He clung to Ye Wanwan more and more, like a plaster that could not be removed. He tortured her every night and kept her awake. He would take a long time to finish each time, causing her to feel sore these days that she had to hold on to the bedposts to catch her breath even when she got off

the bed. She didn't know that the situation outside the bedroom had already changed.

...

The Rong Kingdom delegation was about to return, and Qi Youan arranged a farewell banquet. Everyone knew that this was a Hongmen Banquet, but they had to force themselves to attend

the appointment. Before Jiang Lingzhou went to the banquet, he specifically told Song Ci to go to Ye Wanwan for tea and chat. If anything unexpected happened, at least she would be safe under Ye Wanwan's protection.

"Wanwan, I'm so panicked." Song Ci sat upright, clutching his clothes with both hands, and felt his breathing become heavy.

"It's okay, His Majesty will not hurt Jiang Lingzhou and my brother." Ye Wanwan calmly comforted. Because she knew that this was only Rong Zhenyan's last meal.

The night banquet was grand and prosperous, with the sound of stringed instruments and bamboos, and it looked peaceful.

When Rong Zhenyan opened his eyes again, he found himself in darkness, and he couldn't see his hand in front of him. Suddenly, a fire split the chaos, reflecting the cold outline of the emperor in black clothes. Qi Youan held a torch and looked down at the people tied up on the ground, with a cold light in his eyes that was sharper than a blade.

Rong Zhenyan saw the face of the person who came, and he was not afraid of being tied up. Instead, he snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "It turned out to be you."

Qi Youan slowly squatted down, and the torch cast a swaying light and shadow between the two. Silence spread in the cell until the crisp sound of the first snow breaking the dead branches came from outside the window.

"Is this the way Qi State entertains guests?" Rong Zhenyan said.

Qi Youan did not reply. After the air was quiet for a few moments, he said in a cold voice: "Since you have come to Qi State, you should have expected this day."

"So what, do you dare to kill me?" Rong Zhenyan's eyes were full of provocation, "My poison, only I can cure it, even if you find famous doctors all over the world, it will be useless. Without the antidote, you can only live for another year at most."

The cold wind was howling outside, and the entire palace was covered in silver. The strong wind blew the iron windows, making a terrifying wail.

Qi Youan's fingertips tightly grasped the torch. The person in front of him was right. The poison had penetrated into his internal organs and he was dying.

But he kidnapped Rong Zhenyan not to get the antidote.

"You colluded with the former emperor of Qi State and helped him massacre the royal family of Qi State. Today you should pay with your life." Qi Youan's voice was cold and like the roar of a devil.

As he said that, he took out a dagger, which gleamed in the firelight.

Rong Zhenyan panicked and said, "I am the prince of Rong. If you dare to hurt me, the two countries will go to war."

Qi Youan sneered and said casually, "You have been unconscious for seven days and you should not know that the old emperor of Rong is dead."

Rong Zhenyan widened his eyes in disbelief. He heard the person in front of him say, "The new emperor has succeeded to the throne. It is said that he is the eighth prince who has been competing with you for the throne for a long time. Do you think he wants you to return to the country or die here?"

"Nonsense!" Obviously, his father was still quite strong before he left the palace. How could he suddenly die ?

"Believe it or not." Qi Youan's eyes were fierce. He held the dagger and was about to stab the person in front of him, but he stopped when the tip of the knife was suspended in front of the person's eye socket.

"It's too easy for you to die so quickly." Before he finished speaking, the sharp blade had cut open the flesh, and blood dripped down the jaw onto the black hem, soaking out dark red flowers.

When the emperor left the iron house in the most remote part of the palace, there was a man tied up with his face scratched beyond recognition and covered in blood behind him. He was placed in the darkest prison in the palace.

The envoys of Qi State had all fallen asleep since the night banquet, and when they woke up, they were told that the third prince had died suddenly. Everyone knew that all this was the work of the Emperor of Rong State, but in order to survive, they chose to pretend to be confused and accepted it with pleasure.

Qi Youan originally wanted to kill everyone to silence them, but when he thought that Wanwan would be sad after knowing it, he decided to let them go back to the country.

He specially called Ye Heng to come to the imperial study to meet alone. After knowing this order, Ye Heng went to the imperial study with the determination to die.

"I pay my respects to Emperor Qi." Ye Heng said.

"Are you willing to stay in Qi State and work for me? I can bring your parents and relatives here and promise you a life of wealth and glory." Qi Youan said bluntly.

Ye Heng did not expect that the emperor asked him to come to win him over. He hesitated and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have no ambitions, I do not seek wealth and honor, and I do not have any talent to assist the emperor. I just want to be an insignificant official in my homeland."

Seeing that Ye Heng was unwilling to surrender, Qi Youan said forcefully: "Either stay in Qi State or die."

Looking at the cold emperor in front of him, Ye Heng wanted to live, but he was unwilling to work for the enemy country. After hesitating again and again, he had to say: "Then I have to choose the latter." Ye Heng knew that Qi Youan loved his sister like the flesh and blood of his heart, and he would naturally not kill himself.

Qi Youan saw that the man in front of him was ignorant of the times, so he also put him in jail. As a result, this news somehow fell into Ye Wanwan's ears, and she hurried to the imperial study to find the emperor.

Qi Youan raised his eyes and saw Ye Wanwan standing in the hall in a single dress, with black hair stained with snow and lips as pale as the withered plums on the branches. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly approached the girl, took off the black fox cloak and wrapped her tightly: "Why are you wearing so thin?"

The girl took the opportunity to throw herself into his arms, rubbed her cheek against his chest and said coquettishly: "I don't know what my brother did wrong to anger Ah You."

"I wanted to persuade him to stay with you, but he didn't want to. I just wanted him to think about it carefully again." Qi Youan said.

Ye Wanwan knew that Ye Heng was a loyal person who would rather break than bend for the country, so she naturally would not agree, so she acted coquettishly to let Qi Youan release her brother.

Her coquetry worked well for Qi Youan, but she still pretended to be calm on her face, smiled with her lips curled, and said: "Just saying it is not enough."

Ye Wanwan tiptoed to kiss his cheek, but he turned his head to avoid it. Qi Youan touched his thin lips with his fingertips, his eyes were deep.

The girl glared at him in reproach, then met the softness, and was grabbed by the emperor's head and her lips were pried apart. The silent study was filled with ambiguous sounds. After a long time, Ye Wanwan could finally breathe in the air.

Suddenly, the world spun around, and she was carried sideways by Qi Youan and sat on the table. Qi Youan held her with his arms and leaned close to her and smiled, "Just kissing is not enough."

As he spoke, the girl felt a rough big hand enter her clothes and caressed her skin intimately and gradually moved upwards.

Ye Wanwan gently pressed his restless hand and said shyly, "This is the study."

"No one dares to enter without my order." Qi Youan said, and he kissed the crystal red lips again impatiently.

The man was surprisingly strong, but Ye Wanwan lost her strength after being kissed, and soon her clothes were hanging on her waist.

Qi Youan's kiss gradually moved downwards, and when he squatted down, Ye Wanwan had a bad feeling about the ambassador and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Ye Wanwan grabbed the man's hair helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Qi Youan grabbed the girl's legs and tried his best to please her.

Ye Wanwan was tortured to the point of trance and could not make a sound.

When the emperor walked out of the imperial study again, there was a person in his arms who was tightly wrapped in clothes like a pupa.

...

Two days later, at the gate of the imperial city, Ye Wanwan looked at the envoy of Qi State with tears in her eyes as he walked away.

"If you don't want them to leave, I'll order someone to detain them now." Qi Youan said.

Ye Wanwan looked up at him with red eyes and shook her head. Everyone has a path to take, so why force it.

She thought so in her heart, but she still couldn't escape the sadness. Because she knew this should be the last time she saw Ye Heng. It is said that mortals always drink to relieve their sorrow when they are sad, so Ye Wanwan found all kinds of good wines in the palace and wanted to try them all tonight.

When Qi Youan stepped into the bedroom, the whole room was filled with the aroma of wine mixed with the fragrance of his daughter. Ye Wanwan leaned over the table, his face flushed from drunkenness, and his fingertips were still hooked on a half-empty luminous cup.

He helped the girl to himself, and couldn't help laughing at her sleeping appearance, thinking: What a little greedy cat.

Qi Youan ordered someone to bring sobering soup, and helped the girl to the bed to feed her.

"Wanwan, Wanwan." Qi Youan called softly. Ye Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze and saw Qi Youan's face.

"Li... He..." She whispered softly.

"What did you say?" Qi Youan leaned close to her ear to listen carefully.

"Li He, why are you here? Am I back to the fairyland?" Ye Wanwan seemed to see the handsome fairy god appear in front of her again in a daze.

"Who is Li He?" Qi Youan smelled a trace of alertness.

Ye Wanwan pointed her finger at him, smiled foolishly, and stuttered: "Li He... a very annoying and annoying guy."

"Annoying guy?" Qi Youan's expression now was like a thousand feet of ice, terrifying. He thought to himself, could it be that Wanwan met some wild man behind his back.

"Who is Li He?" Qi Youan grabbed the shoulders of the person in front of him and had to ask clearly.

But the girl had fallen asleep. Seeing this, Qi Youan swallowed a mouthful of sobering soup and possessed his body to pour it into Ye Wanwan's mouth.

The girl was choked awake again, and Qi You asked again: "Who is Li He?"

Ye Wanwan was slightly sober, and when she heard the word Li He, she became more sober. She said: "Li He is my cousin. We often played together when we were young. Today I was homesick and thought of her." Qi

Youan's sixth sense told him that the person in front of him was lying, but it was late at night, so he thought of letting Wanwan rest first.

"I see." He said this, but his face was still gloomy.

Just when Ye Wanwan thought she could get away with it, a few days later Qi Youan stuck to her as usual, and suddenly said: "I sent someone to check, Wanwan doesn't have a cousin."

When these words came out, Ye Wanwan's heart skipped a beat. She almost forgot about this matter, but she didn't expect Qi Youan to dig so deep. Her body couldn't help but stiffen, and her mind quickly thought of a hundred ways to get away with it.

"Wanwan, you lied." Qi Youan's warm breath blew into the girl's ear, but it made her feel cold. What bothered Qi Youan

the most was not that Wanwan thought of this man, but that Wanwan was drunk and he was clearly in front of her but she was thinking about someone else, and another man.