
Peng Peng was shocked. "Repeat again. Me and him what?"
"You in~~m with him."
Wasn't Lu Li the one with him last night? Yes, but only when he drinks. But after he got drunk, Peng made a fuss and kept telling him he was going to sleep. Then Qi Sheng came and...
It was then that Peng Peng began to remember that last night he had indeed slept with Qi Sheng. Shock, Peng Sektur hysterical jeering.
"Oh, God! Let the lightning strike me to death! I slept with the Crown Prince!!!"
One day, Lu Li waited for Peng Peng who was sick and vomiting. It had been two days for Peng Peng to be like this and made Lu Li so anxious. What if he calls the palace healer?
Peng Peng refused. He was sick because Qi Sheng had destroyed his entire body that night. This was truly embarrassing for Qi Sheng, a deadly poison.
Thinking that Peng Peng was only talking about the matter of Qi Sheng driving him off the carriage, Lu Li did not understand why it could be a deadly poison?
"Every time I think about what happened that night, I can't take it and keep throwing up."
He suddenly seized the opportunity to stroke Lu Li's hand while continuing to complain.
"Right now, my life and freedom are in the hands of Qi Sheng. Used by him to threaten me from time to time. Every 3 or 5 days I have to sleep with him. Isn't that a big insult to me?"
One night, Lu Li came with an invitation. The emperor would hold a football match at the palace and all the princes and his wives were asked to join.
But in this invitation it is mentioned that all wives regardless of status, should not use any reason, including illness reasons, to be absent from this match. Peng Peng did not accept and intended to go alone to avoid illness.
"Can't!" snapped Qi Sheng then dragged Peng Peng out.
Along the way, Peng Peng continued to nyerocos protest not to accept in this Qi Sheng's rude manner. Qi Sheng thought he was a male lead in a Korean drama or what, a cold guy who likes to suddenly drag his girl without saying a word.
"I wouldn't fall in love with you even if you were to take that kind of scene. I hate that kind of scene!"
"Shut up!"
Upon arriving on the field, they faced each other with a ball in their midst. Qi Sheng said that this was his favorite ball. The previous emperor always trained with this ball.
Peng Peng Ninyir's. "You're gonna teach me how to play ball?"
"Why not? I know you can't play ball."
Peng Peng cynically heard it. With his pedal he was a kung fu expert before then kicking the ball. He tried again, again, and again. And failed again.
A while later after the practice was over, Qi Sheng praised the results of today's training which was decent, at least Peng Peng managed to kick his ball earlier. And since his talent is zero, then tomorrow Peng Peng will have to train even harder.
Peng Peng immediately fell limp to the ground in a lebay style. "I can't. I can't take it anymore!"