Chapter 162 Going crazy really works

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Zhou Jinyan was extremely calm, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, with an unpredictable light shining inside.

He thought that Jian Yu was preparing for tomorrow's troubles and was not seeking death. The next second, he saw the other party kicking the stool away and his body sagging feebly without any struggle.

If she didn't want to seek death, she would have to make a noise to let others notice, but Jian Yu's movements were silent and she didn't want to alert anyone.

Zhou Jinyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heartbeat was so violent at this moment that it seemed like it was going to explode.

Wei Bai saw Jian Yu kicking away the stool and was about to throw the stone in his hand. Before he could raise his hand, his master flew to the window, entered the room, tore the rope to pieces, and took the master who landed on the ground. Empress.

It was so fast that he could see the afterimage!

Then the master waved his hand, and the two windows slammed shut.

Wei Bai touched his nose, turned around and sat down, and didn't look at it if he didn't want to!

inside the house,

Jian Yu held her throat and coughed, gasping weakly like a dying animal. Zhou Jinyan thought of the desert fox, which was like this when it was fished out from drowning, and then died.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but squeeze the hand on his waist harder. Jian Yu coughed and said, "Ahem, it hurts..."

Zhou Jinyan's tone was a bit sullen, and he said coldly: "You're not afraid of death, but are you afraid of pain?"

His words were cold, but his movements were gentle. He helped the person to the couch and poured him a glass of water.

After taking two sips to moisten her throat, Jian Yu stopped coughing and felt much better in her throat.

"Should the princess give me an explanation for why I seek death?"

Jian Yu's chin was pinched by fingers, and Jian Yu was forced to look at him. Prince Jing's eyes were reddish and a bit vicious, looking quite dangerous.

Jian Yu lowered her eyes and closed her mouth tightly. This stubborn look made Zhou Jinyan angry.

She's still stubborn, isn't she? !

"If you want to seek death and I don't stop you, the maids around you will have to follow your master as dowry!"

Zhou Jinyan let go of his hand and spoke in a vicious voice.

Jian Yu finally responded.

She turned around and looked at Zhou Jinyan with the back of her head.

——Very good, still uncooperative.

Zhou Jinyan took a deep breath and told herself that the person in front of her was not his soldier. Not only could she not be beaten or scolded, but she also dared to lose her temper with him! He is a thorn who dares to seek death!

He softened his tone and said: "What are you thinking about? Why are you looking for death?"

"How good is it? Why are you pretending to be stupid?"

Jian Yu turned around, her voice trembling with anger, her eyelashes wet with tears, and she was crying so pitifully.

Jian Yu's eyes were very angry, but her reproachful tone sounded extremely coquettish. Her slightly hoarse voice made her tone more elongated, and her angry look was like coquettishness.

"Why am I pretending to be stupid?"

Zhou Jinyan's voice softened unconsciously, with a hint of coaxing, and even I stopped talking.

"Your Majesty doesn't like me, so he just divorced me. Why did he transform into Rong Er to be in charge and humiliate me as another man? Why did your Majesty do this? Look at me as Princess Jing and other people." Hongxing, a man with a certain identity, is cheating on someone?"

Faced with Jian Yu's question, Zhou Jinyan was at a loss for words and simply said: "No."

"Oh, it seems that the prince has admitted that he is Rong Er's manager?"

"it's me."

Zhou Jinyan's words should be spoken clearly, since Jian Yu would know it sooner or later.

When Jian Yu heard Zhou Jinyan's admission, she staggered back twice and murmured to herself, "I thought it might be a misunderstanding, but it turned out to be true. It turns out I'm a joke."

Zhou Jinyan took a step forward and said, "I..."

Jian Yu directly interrupted Zhou Jinyan's words, raised her finger to the door, and said one word to him with anger in her eyes.

"roll!"

"How dare you speak to me like this?" Zhou Jinyan tried to use his identity to suppress him a little.

In the end, these words seemed to add fuel to the fire. The other party took a step forward, took his hand and put it on his neck, and said angrily: "Yes! I dare you to strangle me to death!"

Zhou Jinyan didn't dare to use force, but just relying on Jian Yu's strength, the delicate skin of her neck was already red.

Seeing that Zhou Jinyan was not using any force, Jian Yu directly groped Zhou Jinyan's chest, took out the familiar little dagger from his arms, pulled out the scabbard, held his hand against her throat, and cried: " Don’t you want to kill me? Do it.”

Jian Yu pushed forward step by step, the blade was sharp, and a blood mark was drawn the moment it touched. Zhou Jinyan was so frightened that he quickly took back the dagger, but the other party was dishonest, so he could only hold the blade in the palm of his hand, and was in a panic.

Seeing that Zhou Jinyan didn't do anything, Jian Yu pushed him away and sat on the ground. Then he pointed at the door and shouted sharply: "Get out!"

How could Zhou Jinyan dare to stay? He was afraid of irritating Jian Yu again, so he quickly said: "Okay, I'll leave now. Just calm down and don't do anything stupid."

Jumping out of the window, before leaving the yard, Zhou Jinyan knocked on Hongmei's door, woke her up and asked her to accompany Jian Yu.

Hongmei didn't know why, but when she saw Prince Jing's serious face and the bleeding wound on his palm, she suddenly woke up and ran to Jian Yu's attic.

With Hongmei there, Zhou Jinyan felt more relieved. He used Qinggong to return to his courtyard. Wei Bai and An Wei came down from the tree and followed closely behind.

The two of them had very good ears. Although they were very weak, they both heard clearly the sound of the mistress’s voice. The master was scolded!

Wei Bai sighed, he had guessed that his master would be in trouble, and sure enough, it came true!

Another secret guard cast an admiring look at the West Courtyard, and thought of a word that was a bit appropriate but not very appropriate. The mistress is really a woman who cannot be compared to other women!

The dark guard camp is very powerful in all aspects, but the cultural level is not high. You can get a glimpse of it by watching Wei Bai and the dark guards use random words.

Zhou Jinyan returned to the study and sat on the bench. He couldn't recover for a long time. He noticed that his forehead was itchy and he raised his hand to wipe it. It was covered with sweat.

He wiped it with a sweat handkerchief, wiped off the blood on his palms, and threw it aside. Wei Bai and the secret guard came over.

Zhou Jinyan told the two people not to watch anymore, and then waved them away.

Sitting alone in the study, Zhou Jinyan's thoughts were very confused. Thinking back to what happened in the attic, he slapped the table.

"It's really, really, really..."

It lasted for a long time, and finally the momentum weakened, and he continued: "How dignified are you!"

Zhou Jinyan never expected that Jian Yu would react so strongly. She wanted to die without telling him, but forced him to take action. She looked so angry that she was all directed at him.

He is so angry because Rong Er is in charge of this matter?

The sound of rolling words seemed to still be echoing in his ears, and coupled with Jian Yu's angry expression, he looked like a heinous bad guy. The more he thought about the way Jian Yu looked at him, the more depressed Zhou Jinyan felt.

How about... going to apologize tomorrow?

Zhou Jinyan would never admit that he was a coward. He was just a good man who didn't fight with women, and there was something serious that Jian Yu needed to cooperate with. Yes, that was it.

Tonight, he was indeed frightened by Jian Yu, and even after stroking his heart, his heart was still beating fast.