|The cunning and clever saint of Miao territory × the powerful minister in the flower year of Gaoling|
The selfishness of saints | The superiors bow their heads | Taking by force
Yinqiao, a saint from Miao territory, has been in the Central Plains as a hostage for eight years. She was homesick and offered heavy gifts to the new emperor, hoping that she could return home with the tribute-paying officials from Miao territory.
The bricks and stones of Chongyuan Hall were very cold. Yinqiao knelt so hard that her knees hurt, but she heard Zhongshu Ling Xiao Chi say: "I don't think it's possible."
Xiao Chi, Xiao Zhongshu, Xiao Taishi, Xiao Linggong, his eyebrows are pressed down, his face is almost cold, he looks at people like he is reading a paper, and the emperor in the court also gives him three points. He is the well-deserved leader of the ministers and the pillar of the country.
He said no, and Yinqiao would never return home.
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It was night and it was pouring rain.
Yinqiao fell down in front of Xiao Chi's carriage, full of flaws.
Xiao Chi held up his umbrella and looked at the muddy Yinqiao at his feet. He reluctantly stretched out his hand.
It was just a moment of pity, but Yin Qiao caught the flaw and planted a poison on him.
"Xiao Linggong, from now on, I will be your saint."
"You have to obey the words of the saint, otherwise you will suffer the pain of poisonous insects eating your bones."
In the strong wind and rain, the silver bell rang softly, and Xiao Chi was so painful that his heart was broken and his bones were broken.
"Now, the saint wants you to kneel down."
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Xiao Chi prides himself on being upright and serving the people wholeheartedly, but he feels that his thoughtfulness and indulgence in the past six months are all just an excuse for Yin Qiao. But Miao Jiang's secret letter came to report that the surrender voodoo had long since disappeared, and Yinqiao couldn't control the voodoo at all.
Xiao Chi sneered and burned the secret letter into ashes. Seeing the candle burning his fingertips, he was convinced:
He just fell into her trap.
He caught Yinqiao who was about to escape and stuffed her into a sedan chair.
Yinqiao only wanted to return home. She thought that as long as Xiao Chi remembered the days and nights she had humiliated him, he would be able to let go.
So, inside the wedding sedan, she stepped on the chest of Xiao Chi, who was half-kneeling, with her muddy shoe, and said with the utmost viciousness: "Kneel down on the other foot too."
She didn't expect that Xiao Chi would really kneel down.
By the time Yinqiao realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
Xiao Chi held her retreating ankle and raised his hand to press the back of her neck, forcing her to look into his pious eyes:
"As you command, my saint."
Concept: Love is instinct
