After dressing up as the half-brother of the male protagonist Long Aotian in the book, the vicious villain who met the worst fate, Jin Xianyu leaned on his chair and smiled sickly.
Dividing the body into pieces with five horses and whipping the body - this way of death, he had been looking forward to it.
His body is useless. When he gets sick, he coughs so hard that he can't stand up straight, and his eyes tend to get red. But it doesn't matter, it doesn't stop him from training the dog.
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In the cold palace, he kicked the man over and lifted his chin with the toe of his shoe. His jade-white ankles were slightly exposed from the corner of his robe. He coughed twice, panted, and smiled:
"Brother Emperor, I don't lack manpower here, but I do need a good dog that can keep me close - are you willing?"
The man knelt on the ground, stared at Jin Xianyu's ankle for a long time, and replied hoarsely: "Okay."
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When the medicine took effect, his body became too weak to sit still, the ends of his eyes were red, and he was shaking with anger. He raised his hand and slapped him:
"He's quite a smart guy. What's all the planning here?"
Jin Lan accepted the slap, rubbed the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and smiled.
He held the wrist that hit the person, lowered his head and rubbed his fingertips, but his voice was so low that he was hoarse:
"Master, does it hurt? Your hands are so cold - are you sick again?"
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It was not until the onset of the disease that the wolf's claws were fully exposed.
Jin Lan came up from behind and stopped kneeling respectfully.
He stood, condescendingly holding down the man who was shivering from the cold on the chair, lowered his head to his ear, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of affection:
"Master, is this chair cold? Is it uncomfortable to sit on it..."
He smiled, stroking the golden belt with his fingertips:
"Do you need me to help you?"
Jin Xianyu frowned and raised his hand to slap him, but his wrist was grabbed.
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The former dog became a real person in charge. Jin Xianyu was pressed on the dragon chair. The chair was hard. He wanted to get up and avoid it, but when he left the dragon chair, the person behind him increased the pressure on his shoulders and pushed him back.
He smiled softly and said: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Master, isn't this seat uncomfortable?"
Jin Xianyu frowned, raised his hand and slapped Jin Lan's hand away, cursing: "Bitch."
Jin Lan smiled when he heard this. He kissed the hand that was reddened by Jin Zhiyu's slap, and then knelt between Jin Zhiyu's legs and rubbed Jin Zhiyu's belt with his fingertips.
He said in a hoarse voice: "But I just want to fuck you here, Ayu..."
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Follow your plot, fall for your trap, and the one who gets knocked down in the end - is me.
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