"Miss, please eat more. The Lin Mansion's cook personally cooked this and sent it to the palace. It's not easy!" Ruyun said, pushing the rice and vegetables towards her again.
It was past the first watch, and Lin Qiqiu was pacing around the room. Maybe she had eaten too much for dinner, and now her stomach was bloated. After walking back and forth for a few more times, she decided to take a rest. She sat on the edge of the bed, untied her coat and touched the flowers. The fair skin on her neck was exposed. The candle beside the bed suddenly went out, and white tobacco pipes rose vertically into the air. Lin Qiqi picked up the short blade and stuffed it into her sleeve. She walked carefully to the door. A tall figure appeared at her door very quickly. Through the thin window screen paper, the figure reached out to push the door open. Lin Qiqi quickly walked out of the darkness. Gerry took out the poison and held it in his hand. When the door opened, he saw a man with his face uncovered. He looked indescribably familiar. Lin Qiqi covered her mouth and waved the poison powder, then ran out of the palace sideways.
"There is an assassin! Catch the assassin!"
Lin Qiqi groped her way to the pavilion. The night was thick and the clouds were heavy. All the candles were out tonight. She felt a sense of oppression. She knew that this mansion was being targeted. The murderous aura around her was getting heavier and heavier. Only when her eyes adapted to the dark environment could she see something clearly. Lin Qiqi found the quiver in the pavilion, took out one and held it tightly in her arms. She had no choice but to run to the palace opposite. She heard that it was the place where the slaves rested. As long as it was a safe place, she didn't care. The night wind blew through, swaying the trees in the house, making the window lattice rustle, flowers and grass swaying in the wind, night dew billowing, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Lin Qiqi turned around and walked very slowly. Her hand was suddenly pulled, and a strong force was transmitted from her arms. As the world was spinning, she was pressed against the wall. She picked up an arrow and stabbed him. He turned his wrist lightly and the arrow broke on the ground.
"Why are you here? Who allowed you to come in!" There was a cold light in his eyes, like two sharp knives piercing her heart, making her panic. "Second...Prince...I'm not. There is an assassin. There is an assassin in the house. Really, I'm not joking." Chen Yuan kept his head lowered, and the evil spirit on his body burst out from his bones. Lin Qiqi slowly raised his head. My hand wanted to break away from him. As soon as it touched his skin, my heart was shocked. This man's body was ice and had no temperature.
Chen Yuan raised his head and met each other's eyes. There was confusion on his face. His eyes were fixed on Lin Qiqi's slender hand holding his wrist. The knuckles of the fingers were small and slightly red. She was a little frightened. His hands were shaking. Warmth came from her hands, and her body suddenly felt warm. Qi and blood surged in her body, and her true energy flowed upward from her meridians. He didn't care too much, put one hand on her waist, and hugged her into his arms. Burying her head into the crook of her neck, greedily absorbing her scent, Lin Qiqi was stunned for a moment, her hands hanging in mid-air, not knowing where to put them. She was still in a daze when she felt a chill on her shoulders and her coat slipped down her back. Her rationality returned instantly and she beat Chen Yuan's back with both hands. "Second Prince, please let me go!" He ignored it and just tightened his grip. He touched Lin Qiqi's waist, searched her hot cheek from bottom to top, and placed a gentle kiss on her exquisite earlobe, sending a numb feeling like an electric current straight into her heart.
"Chen Yuan! Wake up!" He just tightened his arms, as if to embed her into his body. Lin Qiqi felt the air in her chest being compressed little by little, and the suffocation paralyzed her nerves until...
"Ugh...it hurts."
Lin Qiqi struggled to shake out the short blade hidden in her sleeves and stabbed him with her last strength. Chen Yuan let go of her and grabbed the short blade. At this time, he regained some sense. Lin Qiqi took a deep breath of air and looked very unhappy. "Lin Qiqi, you assassinated me twice today."
"..."
He was so kind.
"I was just defending myself, I didn't do it intentionally. And... there are assassins in the house." As she said this, she shuddered and picked up the fallen clothes. Chen Yuan looked away and said, "Come in."
His bedroom is clean and simply furnished. "Then how do you rest?" she asked.
"I'll sleep with you, don't worry about it." He lightly raised his eyelids, half-smiling, "Why, are you scared?"
"That's not true." Lin Qiqi got on the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, and covered her head. Chen Yuan stepped forward and pulled up the bed curtains. The air was sealed, and his heart was pounding. There was his scent on the quilt, faint, seemingly absent. Lin Qiqi reached out and touched her neck. The two were still there. Hot sucking marks...
