You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Chapter 315 Xiao Yan, you are sick! Go away and stop bothering me

"No, the master only said to use Feiying to send it to him in case of emergency."

Lin Zhaoyue nodded and said:

"Now is the time to use people. The Third Prince will not punish you now. I will talk to him."

"Thank you girl."

Lin Zhaoyue finished drinking the medicine and said:

"We will go to Beiyangguan tomorrow, so go to bed early."

Not long after Lin Zhaoyue left, Feng Mian received a reply from Feiying:

I have read it. Considering it is a first offense, I will give him a lighter sentence and make sure to protect him well to atone for his previous mistake.

Although Feng Mian escaped punishment, he still felt resentful about his negligence this time.

She didn't sleep well at night.

Lin Zhaoyue was worried about her trip to Beiyang Pass today. She woke up at daybreak, washed up, and went to call Fengmian.

The group set out early in the morning.

At noon, everyone rested and had lunch.

While eating noodles, a huge gray falcon flew across the sky.

Feng Mian took a look and recognized it as Xiao Yin's carrier falcon. He went out of the courtyard and blew a whistle. The falcon swooped down and landed steadily on Feng Mian's outstretched arm.

Feng Mian took the small mailbox off its leg, opened it, and pulled out the small note inside.

The outside of the small note was written with the words "Written by Lin Zhaoyue herself".

It is a letter from the master to the girl.

After Feng Mian took off the letter, he fed the falcon a large piece of raw meat, and the falcon flew away with the meat in its mouth.

Feng Mian took the letter and walked to Lin Zhaoyue, saying:

"Girl, here is a letter from the master."

A letter to her?

Lin Zhaoyue looked at the letter with confusion in her eyes. After a while, she took it.

She was afraid that there might be some urgent military matter, so she ate her noodles quickly and returned to the carriage to open it.

The pen strokes are vigorous and powerful, and the clouds and dragons are startled.

His handwriting is very attractive and pleasing to the eye. The same ink appears elegant and noble once it passes through his hands.

In Lin Zhaoyue's impression, Xiao Yun was not a talkative person.

But when she looked at the paper filled with words, she was stunned for a moment. As soon as she read the beginning, her cheeks felt hot and she quickly rolled up the paper without reading the rest.

Feng Mian returned to the carriage and looked at the expressionless Lin Zhaoyue. After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Miss, do you want to reply to your master now?"

"No return."

Lin Zhaoyue said decisively.

Feng Mian didn't know what his master had written, but he still followed the rules:

"Girl, the messenger eagle sent a letter, and you have to reply."

Lin Zhaoyue looked at her and said:

"What happens if I don't reply?"

"According to the rules, if you don't reply to a letter within three days, you will be punished. However, since you are not a soldier, this clause is invalid for you."

Just when Lin Zhaoyue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Feng Mian say:

"But Eighteen will always follow the girl."

"eighteen?"

"It's the falcon just now."

Lin Zhaoyue thought of the falcon that had just been flying and circling in the sky. In this respect, he was very similar to his master and liked to use numbers to name things.

"It follows me if it wants to, and I'm on my way."

Lin Zhaoyue spoke toughly at the moment, but at night, she compromised.

This eagle was as annoying as his master. It kept calling there in the middle of the night with a sharp voice, which made Lin Zhaoyue angry.

"Feng Mian, can't you just stop it from barking?"

Feng Mian was also frustrated by the noise. She hadn't slept well for two nights and had very dark circles under her eyes.

"Girl, if you don't reply it will keep urging you. Fengmian can do nothing about it. It only listens to its master."

Lin Zhaoyue gritted her teeth, fiercely pushed open the window, and cursed:

"Eighteen, if you scream again I will knock you down and stew you!"

Eighteen's voice paused for a moment, and then he shouted even louder in a provocative manner.

"Okay, okay! I won't believe you if I don't knock you down today. Lin, Feng Mian, bring me a slingshot."

Eighteen is a ferocious bird. Although it is huge in size, it is very agile. The master is an unparalleled archer, and when he was training it, he would shoot it for fun.

Those that could not escape death were roasted or stewed, and those that survived became carrier eagles.

Although using carrier hawks to deliver messages is extremely efficient, there is also a great risk of being shot down.

Even though you have been trained, there is no guarantee that you will be safe.

Therefore, matters that are particularly important and urgent are delivered by flying letters rather than by carrier birds.

With the girl’s current archery skills, she wouldn’t be able to hit eighteen even if she practiced all night.

Sure enough, Lin Zhaoyue aimed with the slingshot all night but couldn't touch it at all.

Eighteen seemed to have intelligence and was playing tricks on her. Whenever she was about to give up, it would deliberately land very close to her, and when she chased it to hit it, it would fly far away.

It's just as annoying as its master.

In the end, Lin Zhaoyue returned to her room angrily and wrote her reply.

"Grinding ink."

Feng Mian knew that Lin Zhaoyue was very angry, so he didn't dare to say a word and just ground the ink for her obediently.

Then she saw the girl writing in beautiful handwriting some extremely treasonous words:

"Xiao Yan, you are seriously ill! Go away and stop bothering me!"

Feng Mian's heart trembled. It was obviously not written by her, but she felt a chill on her neck.

No one has ever dared to scold the master so openly.

After Lin Zhaoyue finished writing, she passed the note to her and said:

"Go back to him."

Feng Mian looked at the letter in his hand and said hesitantly:

"Miss, would you like to consider your wording again?"

"No, go back."

Seeing Lin Zhaoyue's firm attitude, Feng Mian didn't say anything else. He sealed it immediately and returned it.

Xiao Yan received Lin Zhaoyue's reply at noon the next day. When he opened it, he saw the big words she had written.

The beautiful handwriting is so powerful that it can be seen through the paper.

One glance tells you how angry the writer is.

Xiao Yun's lips curled up slightly as he looked at Eighteen who was leaning against the carriage window. He pulled out a secret compartment and took out a bluish-white porcelain bottle from it.

When you open it, you'll find firm meat jerky inside.

Xiao Yan rewarded it with a piece of dried meat. Shi Ba lowered its head, took the dried meat from his hand, turned around, and flew away flapping its wings.

Passing by an inn, everyone stopped to rest, eat and replenish supplies.

Xiao Yan lived in a separate room. Just as he put down his chopsticks, Feng Xin came over and knocked on the door.

"Master, something has happened with Miss Liu."

Xiao Yan raised his eyes and said calmly:

"died?"

Wind channel:

"Not yet. Miss Liu wants to bite her tongue to commit suicide."

Xiao Yan arrived at the place where Liu Yiyi was imprisoned. She was locked in a cage, wrapped in a tattered cotton jacket, and curled up in a corner.

His hands and feet, whose meridians had been cut, hung limply, his hair was disheveled, with residues of rotten rice and slop on his hair and face. Blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and his jaw had been removed.

When she saw him, her empty eyes turned into hatred.

The eyes that had always been full of love when they looked at him were now like poisonous snakes, as if they wanted to pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

"Xiao Yan, you deserve to die! Kill me if you dare."

"You devil!"

She cursed angrily, but because her jaw was dislocated, the sound was unclear.

Liu Yiyi has always known that the person she loves is never a kind and modest gentleman. She knows all the tricks he uses behind the scenes.

At that time, she only felt that only a man with such ruthless means and strategy could sit firmly on the throne and be worthy of being Liu Yiyi's man.

But now, when he took away his love and tenderness for her and used his cruelty on her, he was a devil!

Watching Xiao Yun walking towards her step by step, Lin Zhaoyue's pupils shrank sharply and her body trembled uncontrollably in fear.

She wanted to step back, but there were iron cages behind her.

"Xiao Yan, kill me! Don't you just want to avenge her? Kill me now."

"You killed me..."

She screamed and collapsed like a madman.

Xiao Yun walked up to her side. The stench of rotten rice and slop mixed with the smell of blood emanating from her body made people stay away from her.

Stopping in his tracks, Xiao Yun looked down at her, his dark pupils were calm, as if all his emotions were buried deep in that deep pool.

His eyes were deep, yet also light. They were as deep as an endless abyss, making it impossible to see clearly; and yet light enough to allow people to see the sharpness, power, and majesty in his eyes. Just a glance at them was enough to make people shudder.

Liu Yiyi had never seen such a look before.

But just one look, was like a silk net that tightly wrapped around her, suffocating her and making it impossible to break free.

Even the curse that was about to come out of his mouth was silenced.

Xiao Yun looked at her for a long while and then sneered.

"You want to die now? Someone has been tortured like this by you for half a year."

When Liu Yiyi heard his words, doubt flashed in her eyes.

She had tortured and killed many people, but she had never tortured anyone like this.

This method is not only physical torture, but also mental.

But on the first day, she wanted to bite her tongue to commit suicide. How could anyone persist for half a year?

But these are of no use now.

She just looked at Xiao Yan with hatred for a long time, and suddenly seemed to have grasped his weakness, and said happily:

"Xiao Yan, if one day you no longer love Lin Zhaoyue, will you treat her like this?"

"Oh, look at my brain. If one day you really don't love her anymore and don't care about her at all, I guess you will be even crueler to her than you were to me.

After all, two years ago, you clearly had a crush on her and liked her for a long time, but you still hurt her every time, in the most hurtful way.

Xiao Yan, you obviously like quietness, but after Lin Zhaoyue pestered you, you indulged her to chatter around you. Even when you were handling official business, you indulged her to make trouble in your study. But usually, I just went into your study to help you clean, but you didn't let me touch your things.

Three years ago, she took off all her clothes and climbed into your bed. She fell asleep while waiting for you to come back. You took advantage of her sleep to kiss the corner of her mouth, but after she woke up, you scolded her for being shameless and more promiscuous than a prostitute, causing her to not dare to see you for a month. When she was avoiding you, you learned that she was boating, and you pretended to be the person she liked and appeared in front of her to seduce her.

Two years ago, she fell off a cliff and pretended to be dead, perhaps to let you see my true feelings for her. You absurdly used the method of ghost marriage to force a corpse to marry you. When you learned that she was still alive, you tried every means to trick her back to the capital and imprison her. "

Her smile became more and more weird.

Xiao Yan's eyes were still indifferent.

"so what?"

"You love her!"

She said with certainty.

Xiao Yan smiled again.

"and then?"

"You will not get anywhere with her."

Xiao Yan's eyes darkened, looking at her mouth full of blood, he said coldly:

"You don't want your tongue anymore?"

Seeing that she had angered him, Liu Yiyi burst into laughter.

The unclear laughter carried some extreme weirdness and madness.

"Xiao Yan, just admit it, you are a pervert, a lunatic! You love someone, but you just want to lock her up, so that she can only have you in her heart and eyes! She can't have relatives, friends, or even hobbies of her own. You can't tolerate anything that can take away her attention and love. You just want her to belong to you completely!"

"Xiao Yun, if Lin Zhaoyue knew your true face, do you think she would still like you? She likes the clear and bright Xiao Yun, your handsomeness, and your talent, but those are just superficial things. If she knew that behind those bright and beautiful things is a seed buried deep in the mud that can drag people into hell, do you think she would still love you? She won't. She is light, a flower that has been nurtured very well. Light cannot penetrate the mud. If the delicate flower moves to the mud, she will not survive. She will die!"

Xiao Yun pursed his thin lips slightly and pressed his fingertips on the jade ring on his thumb.

Noticing Xiao Yan's actions, Liu Yiyi laughed even louder.

"Brother Ying, only a madman can understand a madman. You and I are the best match. How about Yiyi being your mother and having Brother Ying in your eyes and heart?"

His dark eyes scanned the frantic Liu Yiyi, and Xiao Yan said:

"She was really crazy. She pulled all her teeth out!"

After giving his instructions, he turned and was about to leave.

Doctor Tu looked at Liu Yiyi and asked:

"Master, if all the teeth are pulled out, there will be heavy bleeding, which may endanger her life. Master, since you won't give me medicine and you have to ensure that Miss Liu doesn't die, I can only spread wood ash to stop the bleeding."

Xiao Yan hummed lightly and walked away, leaving Liu Yiyi alone, yelling:

"Xiao Yan, you'd better kill me. Otherwise, as long as I'm alive, one day in the future, I will use all the torture you inflicted on me today on the person you love, making you suffer unbearably..."

……

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged in front of a desk with a piece of white paper on it, and he stopped writing for a long time.

Feng Xin was grinding ink. Looking at Xiao Yan who had not written a single stroke, he tactfully kept silent.

The master has been like this since he came over from Liu Yiyi's place. No one knows what he is thinking.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun moved, but not by writing. Instead, he pulled out a jade pendant from his arms and rubbed it gently with his fingertips.

The force and movement were very similar to how he had rubbed that finger bone before, like he was gently caressing his lover's cheek.

Feng Xin recognized the jade pendant; it was the one that Miss Lin often wore around her waist.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Yan paused in his rubbing motion and said:

"Enter."

Pei Yanli walked in, his body covered in frost.

"Third Prince, there is a letter from Feiying coming from the East Territory."

Xiao Yan put away the jade pendant, took it and opened it.

Thirteen words came into view, and all of a sudden, all of my emotions turned into solemnity:

Rong Jun led an army of 600,000 and passed Wuya Pass.

"The whole team is ready, and we will march day and night to the East!"