The pain in her jaw stimulated Yao Si's brain. She was already nervous and afraid at this time and her hands and feet were numb. She never expected that it was not Ju Tong, but Zhuang Yan.

How could this happen? How could Zhuang Yan come to see her in person? This is unreasonable, illogical, and there is no possibility at all. However, the person who is close to her breathing on her face and the anger contained in the coldness all told her that the True Dragon Emperor was right in front of her.

Yao Si was kneeling on the bed at this time, and her head was forced to rise slightly. The two were very close together, so close that they could feel each other's breathing. But even so, Ye was too dark, she could only see Zhuang Yan's blurry face. The dark eyes merged into the night, making it even more indecisive.

Very good, fortunately at night, Zhuang Yan naturally couldn't see the panic in her eyes.

The change in the matter was so sudden that she didn't know how to deal with it. Moreover, she had just slandered Zhuang Yan, which was a serious crime of beheading. It was not an exaggeration to implicate the nine clans according to the law. It was not easy for Yao Si to ensure that he was calm on his face, but he could not hide the horror in his eyes.

"I ordered you to reply. It was my arrangement. What should you do?"

Yao Si just scratched his right hand, and then he used force again, and blood slowly flowed out of the wound. A little bloody smell could be smelled between his nose, and Yao Si's heart became even more anxious. If Zhuang Yan wanted to pursue it, she would have ended her life.

She was thinking desperately in her mind, and she should use that attitude to deal with it?

Tough? No, Zhuang Yan is already angry at this time. If he offended him again, it will only backfire.

Begging for mercy? Not to mention, this will only increase Zhuang Yan's anger. Although he has not had much contact with Zhuang Yan, Yao Si thought that he did not like a timid and useless person, after all, he was at the mercy of all.

So what kind of thing he likes? It is said that he appreciates each other. Zhuang Yan’s actions are to find possibilities in the impossible, to survive in desperate situations, and to find his own glimmer of hope in being merciless. Then----

The thought was just a flash of lightning, but Yao Si's body softened slightly. She leaned against the head of the bed with a bit of sadness in her tone. She stammered with difficulty: "The emperor has been capturing Caomin's chin, how can Caomin reply?"

Zhuang Yan paused, and finally let go, but his eyes were still like wild wolf. The danger in his eyes was still transmitted to Yao Si's eyes even through a layer of night.

After gaining freedom, Yao Si changed his posture, knelt on the bed upright, facing Zhuang Yan, and said sadly: "What do the emperor think the grass people can do?

I am just a woman, without power or power, just your chess piece. But I can't do it without intention.

Cao Min felt very sad when he lost his third brother, but he knew that he could not do anything, so he could only watch silently for his third brother in his heart.

Emperor, the hearts of people are uncontrollable. The hearts of Caomin cannot even control themselves. So how can the emperor control them? If the emperor really wants to control even Caomin's hearts, then you can only take Caomin's destiny."

She raised her neck slightly, like a righteous man in desperate situation, with a determined face to die with a generous decisive attitude.

Yes, she wanted to tell Zhuang Yan that even though she was humble and small, she also had a heart that was dissatisfied with fate. Just like him, she was dissatisfied with being manipulated to be a puppet emperor.

In the darkness, Zhuang Yan couldn't see Yao Si's appearance, but in that voice there was both sadness and resistance to unfair fate. Yes, she was very small and had a low life as low as an ant, but even an ant, she still wanted to live well.

He raised his hand by chance, looking at the not very clear outline in the darkness, and gently stroked his fingertips, which was cold and wet, but he seemed to have touched a poisonous snake, and he withdrew his hand in panic.

Yao Si only felt a slight touch on his face. Before he could think deeply, he heard Zhuang Yan say coldly: "The last time, I will be it again next time, and I will chop up your hands."

When Zhuang Yan was arriving, his movements were light and almost unheard. He only had a slight friction between his clothes, and then he jumped onto the beam and went out of the skylight.

After a long time, Yao Si slowly regained her breathing. She fell on the bed in a daze, gently wiped away the tears from her face with her hands, but her eyes were filled with clarity.

After exploring the quilt, she felt the golden leaves. The corner of her mouth couldn't help but raise it slightly and put the golden leaves under the pillow.

Tonight, she had two purposes:

One is to ask how thoroughly she, Xin Xiran and Qiu Zhan were used in the matter of Qing Xiong Jian. She knew that even if she was silent, she would not lie.

Secondly, she originally wanted Jutong to bring her a message to Zhuang Yan, but she didn't expect Zhuang Yan to come by herself.

Although the process is thrilling, it also has its benefits. She let Zhuang Yan clearly feel her grief and helplessness. She let Zhuang Yan know that they are the same type of people. Only in this way may there be a little sympathy for Zhuang Yan to think about it next time Zhuang Yan plots.

Before the next time, she needs to constantly save her strength in order to protect herself.

Zhuang Yan is the emperor. Even if he doesn't have much real power, it's easy to kill her and use her to do whatever she wants to do. She is just a little girl without power. From this realistic level, she is simply unable to fight against Zhuang Yan.

Since she is unable to fight, she will not be so stupid that she will fight to the death with Zhuang Yan because of Qiu Zhan's death. In that way, she will only end up like Qiu Zhan and even implicate her family.

All she needs to do is to be obedient, then protect herself in the calculations, and secretly accumulate her own strength.

After completely relaxing her body and mind, Yao Si felt the chilling feeling. She pulled the quilt and lay down again, and planned how to go in the future.

Jutong blew in the cold wind for a long time before waiting for Zhuang Yan to come out again. His nose moved slightly and he said in horror: "Master-----"

Zhuang Yan waved his hand and told him not to speak, and said lightly: "Go back to the palace."

Ju Tong's eyes fell on Zhuang Yan's right hand. Although it was dark, he knew that the hand was injured. He felt shocked again. The master had not been injured for a long time. No matter how he looked, the injury seemed to be----

He was incredible and forgot the skylight at the end and finally left behind Zhuang Yan.

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After Xin Xiran learned about Yao Si's address, she did not rush to come to the door because Yao Si said that her parents were also in Beijing.

When Xin Xiran returned to the mansion, he realized how unpopular he was. He didn't dare to come to see the two elders. So although he was extremely anxious, he had been resting in the mansion honestly for several days.

I have three meals a day, and I have to eat or sleep. In just a few days, my face gradually became rosy.

On that day, he slept until midnight and woke up from hunger. Through the window, he saw that there was also sun outside, so he got up.

He touched his cheeks and did not sink, but the bruises at the corners of his eyes and mouth did not dissipate so easily. He sighed and thought that it would be better to visit him in a few days.

As soon as I got up, I heard the sound of the outer door being pushed open. The footsteps gradually walked into the inner room, but Fumimi bowed in, holding a booklet in his hand.

"Young Master, you got up, I'll go and pass on the meal immediately." Fushimi didn't expect that Xin Xiran had already gotten up. Before she could eat, she quickly wanted to go out to pass on the meal.

Xin Xiran stopped him: "Wait, don't rush to eat, what are you holding?"

"Oh yes." Fumimi came to her senses and had something to do. She quickly handed over the booklet and said, "It was the prayer letter handed over by Qiu's mansion."

The Qiu Mansion and Xin Mansion have always been in a disagreement, and they have never visited each other in private. Xin Xiran opened it curiously and saw a little surprised, a little sudden, and a little contradictory and complex emotions.

No wonder the letter of worship was sent to him. It turned out to be delivered by Qiu Ji, and his name was also raised.

Qiu Ji wants to meet him? Xin Xiran doesn’t know what he thought. He and Qiu Ji were childhood playmates, but when he was ten years old, the two never had each other again. What would happen if Qiu Ji asked him to meet him?
Chapter completed!