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

Chapter 131 How could Qingzhu die? Xiao Yan, you promised me

Yuanyuan paused for a moment before she said in a trembling voice:

"I heard that Zhuyu was beheaded and the wound was neatly healed."

"Zhu Yu had just entered the palace. I don't know who Zhu Yu offended, but she died so miserably."

The wound is neat?

Lin Zhaoyue recalled her previous life. When Hei'er came to her with a chicken leg in its mouth, Liu Yiyi ordered her men to beat him to death with sticks, and then they cut off his head with a knife and threw it at her feet.

The wound was neat too.

Could it be that Liu Yiyi killed Zhu Yu?

But Zhu Yu did not offend Liu Yiyi yesterday.

"Have you found her head? Have you found the murderer?"

"The head has not been found yet, and we are investigating."

Lin Zhaoyue thought of Qingzhu again because of the matter of pearls and jade. Liu Yiyi was also from the previous dynasty, and she wondered what she would do to Qingzhu.

She was eager to see Qingzhu.

And just now Liu Yiyi specifically mentioned the dungeon. Did something happen to Qingzhu?

Lin Zhaoyue frowned and said:

"Have you found out what happened in the dungeon?"

Yuanyuan shook her head.

Lin Zhaoyue's almond eyes flickered slightly, and she said:

"Go to the kitchen."

She knew that Xiao Yan liked sweet things, so she specially made sweet and sticky osmanthus cake.

When she finished making the pastries and went to find Xiao Ying, she was told that Xiao Ying had already left the Eastern Palace.

As soon as she reached the dungeon door, she was stopped by the guards.

Lin Zhaoyue had no choice but to come back and wait until midnight before Xiao Yun came back.

Xiao Yun looked at the empty bedroom, feeling inexplicably empty and uncomfortable all over.

I don’t know if she is asleep at this time?

As his personal maid, she had no sense of responsibility at all.

Two people died in the East Palace today. I don’t know if she will be scared.

Xiao Yan leaned on the wooden barrel, and when he realized what he was thinking about, a hint of regret flashed in his dark eyes.

It's really obsessed!

Suddenly, the guard's voice came from outside the door:

"Miss Lin, do you have something important to discuss with His Highness so late at night?"

"I'll bring some cakes to His Highness."

Send him some cakes?

Such obvious flattery clearly meant that she wanted something from him.

Xiao Yan turned the jade ring on his hand and reached out to take the pajamas beside him.

The guard looked at the cake in Lin Zhaoyue's hand and was about to send her away when he heard Xiao Yun's low voice coming from the room:

"Let her in."

When Lin Zhaoyue entered, she did not see Xiao Yan in the bedroom, but she could hear the sound of water splashing from the bathroom.

Lin Zhaoyue put the pastries on the table and sat there waiting.

After a while, Xiao Yan came out of the bathroom wearing a black satin nightgown.

His wet hair was casually draped, with water droplets rolling down his hair and dripping onto his pajamas, wetting a large area.

The pajamas stuck to his body, outlining his firm muscles, which were vaguely visible. His deep facial features lost some of their sharpness and gained a touch of laziness.

Her thin, crimson lips were slightly upturned, making her look like a charming water ghost.

Lin Zhaoyue didn't dare to look around other places.

Xiao Yan had a bad habit. He always liked to let his hair down after taking a bath, regardless of whether it would be uncomfortable to have wet clothes or whether he would get sick. He would not change into another set of pajamas until his hair was dry.

In her previous life, she told him many times that if he wrapped his hair and clothes with a towel after washing, they would not get wet, but he did not listen.

He was annoyed by what he said, so he pulled her into his arms and let her get wet too.

I don't know what his hobbies are.

Xiao Yan walked up to her and handed her the towel in his hand.

"Help me wipe it."

Lin Zhaoyue took the towel from his hand and wiped his hair. Her movements were quite gentle, completely different from the last time when she deliberately pulled his hair.

Xiao Yan leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and let her wipe.

"His Royal Highness..."

As soon as Lin Zhaoyue opened her mouth, Xiao Yan interrupted her:

"Quiet."

Lin Zhaoyue pursed her lips and said nothing more. After drying his hair and changing Xiao Yan into pajamas, she attentively brought some cakes for him to taste.

"Your Highness, how is it? Is it to your taste?"

Xiao Yan ate three pieces in one breath, took a sip of the tea she handed over, and then said:

"good."

Lin Zhaoyue: …

She tried hard to force a smile, and seeing that he had eaten and drunk, she said:

"Your Highness, can I go see Qingzhu tomorrow?"

Hearing Lin Zhaoyue mention Qingzhu, Xiao Yun paused slightly while pinching the cake, and then said as if nothing had happened:

"see your performance."

Lin Zhaoyue: …

Wasn't it enough that she wanted to strangle him and made pastries for him with her own hands?

Lin Zhaoyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she said:

"Your Highness, this osmanthus cake was made by me."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows:

"So you want me to agree with just this little cake?"

"Your Highness, I will only take a look and will not linger."

Her eyes were full of confidence.

Xiao Yan finished the last piece of cake and slowly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief:

"Let's talk about it later."

Looking at the dish he had eaten up, Lin Zhaoyue gritted her teeth:

"Xiao Yan!"

"Ok?"

Okay, she'll just treat all that as feeding the dogs.

Lin Zhaoyue stood up and was about to leave when he grabbed her wrist:

"Where?"

Lin Zhaoyue looked at him coldly and said:

"Go to hell."

Xiao Yan said softly, "Oh!"

"Warm my bed first before you die."

"Xiao Yan, you are sick!"

Xiao Yan didn't waste any more words with her. He stood up, picked the person up and threw him onto the bed.

"Xiao Yan, what on earth do you want to do?"

Lin Zhaoyue was like a hot pepper. The humiliation she had endured all night finally exploded at this moment.

"Didn't you see? Go to sleep."

As he spoke, he squatted down and began to take off the embroidered shoes on her feet.

This person is really sick.

Lin Zhaoyue's feet retracted:

"Your Highness, have you forgotten that you drove me to the side hall today?"

"Lin Zhaoyue, warming the bed is what you should do as a personal maid."

Seeing that she was dodging, Xiao Yan frowned, grabbed her ankles directly, and took off her embroidered shoes neatly.

Lin Zhaoyue wanted to kick him, but he saw through her intention and pinched her ankle hard. Lin Zhaoyue suddenly felt her entire foot go numb.

The moment Xiao Yan got on the bed and held her in his arms, his originally empty heart was instantly filled with something.

He spoke again:

"Come and warm my bed every night from now on."

"Xiao Yan, are you sick?"

After all, she grew up in seclusion, so she only uses the same few curse words over and over again.

Well, I’m still going to call people cheap today.

While Xiao Yan was holding Lin Zhaoyue and thinking about something, Lin Zhaoyue, who was struggling in vain, gritted her teeth and cursed fiercely:

"Xiao Yan, are you a bitch?"

Xiao Yan opened his dark eyes and looked down at her with a dark look in his eyes:

"Try to curse again."

"Xiao Yan, you are such a bitch... um..."

Before Lin Zhaoyue could finish her scolding, he pinched her chin and kissed her.

He kissed her fiercely and bit her red lips punishingly.

Lin Zhaoyue's lips were fragile, and she soon tasted the taste of rust.

This madman!

madman!

Lin Zhaoyue pushed him desperately. Seeing that she was struggling fiercely, Xiao Yun's black eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, and he simply reached out and pressed her acupoints.

Lin Zhaoyue was suddenly unable to move.

Xiao Yan licked the wound on her red lips that he had bitten, and then hooked his tongue around hers and took over.

He didn't love her, but her body had a fatal attraction to him.

After an unknown amount of time spent kissing, Xiao Yan began to taste a hint of saltiness.

He opened his eyes and saw Lin Zhaoyue's tearful face.

Unlike Liu Yiyi's pitiful appearance, she was full of stubbornness and rebelliousness even when she was crying.

Her almond-shaped eyes were red as she looked at him with humiliation, and with a hint of hatred that made her want to tear him apart.

An inexplicable panic surged in her heart, and Xiao Yan reached out and pressed the acupoints on her body.

After being freed, Lin Zhaoyue opened her mouth and bit his fragile neck directly.

The sharp canine fangs bit on the artery, and Xiao Yan groaned in pain.

"Lin Zhaoyue, you still owe me a wedding night. If you don't behave, I will take you."

As he spoke, he pinched the back of her neck with his slender hands, his dark eyes filled with obvious desire and deep possessiveness.

He wasn't just talking, he really wanted it.

Pervert, lunatic!

Lin Zhaoyue's tears flowed unconsciously. She opened her mouth, turned around and stood at arms length away from him.

Do you think you can avoid him this way?

Xiao Yan leaned forward slightly and took the person into his arms again:

"sleep."

……

When he woke up again, Xiao Yan had already attended the morning court as usual.

Lin Zhaoyue didn't want to stay in his bedroom any longer, so she stood up and walked towards the side hall.

At a corner, I saw Liu Yiyi's hateful face:

"Sister, you are in such a good mood! Your most beloved maid died in the dungeon, and you still have the leisure to seduce the prince."

Liu Yiyi's words were like a bolt of lightning, striking her directly.

Lin Zhaoyue's eyes were bloodshot.

"What did you say? Qingzhu is dead?"

How could Qingzhu die?

Xiao Yan promised her.