"Ji Ruhua, I'll give you one last chance!" Shui Lianche said coldly.

Ji Ruhua paused, turned her back to Shui Lianche, and an unknown smile appeared on her face: "The emperor always says it's the last time."

After saying this, Ji Ruhua left without any hesitation.

"It's different, this time it's real!" Looking at Ji Ruhua's resolute back, Shui Lianche's face was as gloomy as the foreshadowing of a storm, and his hands hanging at both sides were clenched so tightly that the knuckles turned white.

Seeing this, Zhou Nian wisely did not say anything. If she said something wrong, Shui Lianche might vent his anger on her.

After a long while, Shui Lianche's anger subsided. He glanced at Zhou Nian beside him, then suddenly reached out and pinched Zhou Nian's jaw, saying with a half-smile, "You're quite smart."

She didn't leave, didn't talk, and didn't give him a chance to vent.

Looking at Zhou Nian's face carefully, Shui Lianche's eyes darkened. She was indeed quite pretty, and her features were somewhat similar to Ji Ruhua. No wonder he mistook Zhou Nian for Ji Ruhua at that time.

Zhou Nian didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face. His tightly furrowed brows seemed to be in silent protest.

"Sir, I'm not joking. Wash yourself clean and wait." After saying that, Shui Lianche let go of Zhou Nian's jaw, turned around and left.

Zhou Nian bowed to Shui Lianche's back and said, "Farewell, Your Majesty."

When Shui Lianche's back disappeared from her sight, Zhou Nian straightened her back, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. She had waited for so long, and finally she had the chance.

If Qin Ying hadn’t suddenly appeared last time, she would have almost succeeded!

Night came quickly. Zhou Nian washed up early, with her long hair loose. She was only wearing a thin white gauze dress. The gauze was very thin and transparent, revealing her spring light.

Sitting on the edge of the wide bed, Zhou Nian reached under the sheets and pulled out a delicate dagger from under the mattress, which emitted a sharp silver light under the candlelight.

"Shui Lianche, it's time to pay back the lives of hundreds of people in my Wang family!" Zhou Nian said coldly.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Zhou Nian quickly hid the dagger back to its original place and stood up to greet them.

After the door opened, a cool breeze blew in, and Zhou Nian couldn't help but shiver. Shuizhou in November was not like Lizhou. Shuizhou was already very cold at this time, and it was considered winter. She was only wearing a gauze dress, so she naturally felt cold.

Shui Lianche was a man of some gentlemanly demeanor, and when he saw Zhou Nian dressed like this, his eyes darkened and he waved to the servants behind him, signaling them to leave.

Shui Lianche didn't rush to hug Zhou Nian and rush to the bed. Instead, he walked around Zhou Nian and walked to the table that was already filled with wine and food. He sat down and waved to Zhou Nian, saying, "Come and sit."

Zhou Nian nodded slightly and sat next to Shui Lianche with a shy look on her face.

Shui Lianche glanced at Zhou Nian, who was wearing almost nothing, frowned slightly, took off his outer robe and put it on Zhou Nian: "Put it on first."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhou Nian wrapped Shui Lianche's clothes around himself. The robe was too big, making Zhou Nian look even smaller, like a child who had stolen adult clothes.

Shui Lianche said nothing, lowered his eyes and drank silently.

Zhou Nian was hoping Shui Lianche would get drunk. As soon as Shui Lianche finished a glass, she would add another one, like an automatic wine pouring robot.

After drinking almost a pot, Shui Lianche raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why don't you persuade me?"

In the past, when drinking with other concubines, they would offer a word or two of advice, but the one in front of him just kept pouring wine, as if he wanted to get him drunk.

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