Yin Tianjue hurriedly flipped in the air, staggered slightly, and then stood still.
Yan Qiqi immediately jumped off the bed, holding the lampstand on the table, flicking the candle on it and falling to the ground, and pointed the lampstand at Yin Tianjue.
He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Yin Tianjue, if you want to die, just take me as your concubine."
Yin Tianjue did not immediately respond with words, but sat on a chair casually and looked at her meaningfully.
I don't know why, she was so resistant to being his concubine. Instead of being angry, she felt a little relieved.
He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of cold tea. He took a sip and frowned, throwing the inferior and cold tea on the table.
His eyes were slightly focused on her, and he said quietly: "I said that you are not qualified to be my woman, and I was just teasing you just now, but..."
He paused for a moment, then changed his tone and said, "However, if you really want to be my concubine, I can force you to accept you."
Yan Qiqi sneered at his words and snorted: "Stop being narcissistic, I would rather be a slave than your shitty concubine."
She can swallow her anger for the sake of her life, but she still has principles. If she really wants to break her bottom line, she will fight to the death and not let the other party succeed.
"Well, this is better." Yin Tianjuesu tapped his hand on the table, a joking smile flashed from the corner of his eyes, "Since you are willing to be my slave, then warm my bed."
Yan Qiqi's little face suddenly turned dark, and she threw the lampstand in her hand at Yin Tianjue's body, "Go to your warm bed and die."
Damn you stinky man!
"Girls should be gentler, otherwise no one will want them and they won't be able to get married." Yin Tianjue reached out to catch the lampstand that was thrown at her and put it on the table.
Yan Qiqi glared at him and said impatiently, "You don't have to worry about whether you can get married or not."
Then, he turned around and walked out the door.
Yin Tianjue touched his smooth chin, looked at the empty door, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
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The next day, Yin Tianjue spent more than half of his silver to buy a relatively luxurious carriage.
Seeing how much of the money was spent like this, Yan Qiqi felt so distressed that she wanted to beat him up. He was really a loser.
But there is nothing we can do, the power is now in other people's hands.
I also bought some food to eat on the road, and then I set out on the road.
If you take the waterway, it will take less than two days to get from Qingzhou to the Imperial City, but if you take the land route, it will take five or six days.
Shang Nan drove the carriage, but Xia Bei felt that the atmosphere in the carriage was too explosive and could not stay any longer, so he went out to chat and argue with Shang Nan.
There were only two people in the carriage, Yin Tianjue and Yan Qiqi.
Yin Tianjue half-lyed on the soft couch lazily, occupying almost all of the soft couch without leaving any extra space.
Yan Qiqi sat on a small ridge, holding her chin and looking out the car window.
If someone behaves in an ungentlemanly manner, simply ignore it.
Not long after, Yin Tianjue felt a little bored and tugged on the heart lock on his wrist: "Little slave, come here."
"..."
Yan Qiqi didn't even look at him and pretended not to hear.
"Did you hear me? I'm calling you."
"..."
The smelly girl got into a fight with him. Yin Tianjue's eyes flashed with light, and he stretched out his hand and pulled the heart lock hard.
Yan Qiqi was caught off guard for a moment, and was pulled to the ground.
She immediately stood up from the ground, but at this moment the silk threads connected to the heart lock suddenly shrank, forcing her to throw herself towards the person on the soft couch.