"I want water, water..."
After listening carefully, the sound came from Yunxuan Room.
And the person who lives in Yunxuan House is the prince of this mansion - Ye Beicheng.
Lin Shuang'er quickly remembered what Nanny Zhao said.
If the prince calls you, go forward and serve him. If he doesn't call, leave him alone.
Lin Shuang'er was confused. She didn't want to serve him. During the day, she heard that the prince had a bad temper. If she didn't serve him well, she would end up like Xue Yuan.
"Water... I want water..."
The man's voice became hoarse and hoarse, accompanied by several low gasps, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.
Maybe he just wanted to drink water?
Thinking of this, Lin Shuang'er finally couldn't care too much. She took a hairpin from under the pillow and tied her black hair behind her head. She was about to get the bra wrap, but found that the bra wrap was still wet. Water dripping.
In desperation, Lin Shuang'er had no choice but to throw on a loose coat from the closet.
Arriving at Yunxuan Room, a man's voice came intermittently from inside.
Lin Shuang'er cautiously opened the door.
This is the first time she has stepped into the Yunxuan Room in the two years she has been in the mansion.
The room was large, and the furnishings inside were luxurious. Only a dim oil lamp was lit in the room. Everything in the room seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil, and Lin Shuang'er could not see it clearly.
A man's heavy breathing came from inside the bed tent.
Lin Shuang'er glanced at the teapot on the table, walked forward quickly, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water into the teacup.
"Your Majesty, the water is here..." Lin Shuang'er bravely moved forward, but stopped outside the bed tent.
"Medicated bath, are you ready for the medicinal bath?" the man inside said with difficulty.
Lin Shuang'er stood there at a loss. She didn't know what medicinal bath was, she just came to bring him water.
The man inside didn't speak anymore, but his breathing continued to get worse.
Lin Shuang'er took a deep breath and lifted the bed curtain with trembling hands.
"My lord, are you okay?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out from inside and grabbed her wrist violently.
Lin Shuang'er heard the sound of her wrist being broken.
The severe pain made her face turn pale, and the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground.
"My lord, it hurts..." Lin Shuang'er kept retreating, and the hairpin on her head slipped quietly while struggling.
In an instant, a head of black hair poured down like a waterfall, and the cold hair slipped quietly between Ye Beicheng's fingers.
A brief moment of coolness, like finding a source of water in the dry desert, instantly dripped into Ye Beicheng's heart.
Ye Beicheng took a deep breath and almost lost control.
He tried hard to squint his eyes to see clearly the person in front of him, but he still couldn't see clearly. Under the dim light, I could only see the girl's slender body, graceful and dreamlike, comparable to a beauty in the world, with an indescribable enchantment.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, it hurts so much." Lin Shuang'er was so frightened that she trembled all over. She struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free.
The soft and gentle voice was like a reminder, breaking Ye Beicheng's will bit by bit.
With a strong effort on his arm, Ye Beicheng threw her hard on the couch.
"Who let you in! Where is Xuanwu?"
He clearly gave a death order not to let women in!
Lin Shuang'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, but at the same time, she also saw Ye Beicheng's appearance clearly.
In the past, she could only take a glance from a distance, and all that was left to her was always her back.
Now looking at Ye Beicheng's face, Lin Shuang'er, who was illiterate, suddenly remembered a sentence.
The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
This is generally used to describe him.
At least, she had never seen a better-looking man than him.
"Bitch! Get out of here!" The hoarse, low voice sounded like a beast about to break free.
A low roar brought Lin Shuang'er back to reality.
The man's inherent coercion made Lin Shuang'er involuntarily feel scared.
She wanted to escape, but the hands that imprisoned her were like iron chains, locking her tightly.
Lin Shuang'er kept struggling.
Vaguely, Ye Beicheng smelled a charming fragrance.
Different from the fragrance of any kind of powder, this faint fragrance penetrated into his nose one after another, swallowing up his senses, eating away at his will, and gradually awakening the beast in his body.
The burning heat in the body continues to heat up.
Ye Beicheng's whole body was unbearably hot, and his mind became increasingly unable to think.
Lin Shuang'er also felt something strange. Through two layers of clothes, she also felt the heat on Ye Beicheng's body.
Lin Shuang'er was so scared that she pushed him away with all her strength.
She desperately ran towards the door, but the moment she pushed it open, a big hand suddenly pressed against the door, and the tall figure leaned down heavily...
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty doesn't want it." Lin Shuang'er cried desperately, leaving blood marks on the door with her fingers.
The hot breath, the faintly trembling lips, and the protruding blood vessels on the side of her neck all frightened Lin Shuang'er.
Aunt Zhao's words kept swirling in her mind.
"When you are in the Marquis Mansion, you must not make any mistakes in your mission, otherwise you will have to pay a heavy price."
Lin Shuang'er didn't understand what she had done wrong for the prince to treat her like this.
She is obviously very good.
She obviously listened to what Aunt Zhao said.
But why...
Why do you do this to her...
Who will save her...
"Shuang'er is wrong, Shuang'er never dares to do it again..."
Dip in inch by inch, occupy inch by inch.
Lin Shuang'er cried until her voice became hoarse, and the heartbreaking pain made her whole body tremble.
Her fingertips scratched red marks on his strong back, and she watched the flickering lights light up in front of her eyes until they went out.
In my mind, the figure of a man kept reappearing, and the promise that drifted farther and farther away.
"Shuang'er, if you wait a little longer, I will definitely pass the imperial examination next year."
"Shuang'er, I will save enough ransom soon..."
"Shuang'er, you know how much I feel about you..."
"Shuang'er, Shuang'er..."
She closed her eyes, and the figure gradually became distant...
