Chapter 124 Yanyan, don’t challenge my patience!

The night grows deeper and quieter.

Xiao Nanyue was leaning on the carved couch, his black hair scattered on his shoulders, his eyes lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.

There was a sound of raindrops falling from the eaves, and with a slight rustle of the curtains, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

The dark pupils reflected the slender figure of the woman in front of him, but her clothes were already soaked. The white clothes were tightly attached to her back, wrapping her exquisite body. The water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair left dark marks on the carpet.

"The person has left?"

His voice was lazily voiced, but his eyes were fixed on her.

The woman was Xi Yan.

Before she returned to her bedroom, Han Xiao leaned over to her ear and whispered a few words:

"Midnight, the Dowager's bedroom."

As smart as she was, she knew that Xiao Nanyan ordered her to ambush in the concubine's bedroom at night to see who would come to meet the concubine, and to protect her secretly.

So, she even hid it from Manluo, and sneaked into the concubine's bedroom while she was sleeping, and hid under the concubine's bed while the morning dew added fragrance.

As for Chaolu and Ningshuang in the outer hall, how they were knocked unconscious by Helian Cong's secret guards, what Helian Cong talked about with the concubine, including the person who visited later, everything they said fell into her ears without missing a word.

After everyone had left and the concubine returned to bed, she was sure there would be no more danger, so she quickly evacuated while Chaolu was still asleep.

She knelt down, water dripping down her chin, and replied softly:

"yes!"

"But Helian Cong?"

"Um!"

Xiao Nanyan raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Xiyan did not dare to hide anything and told Xiao Nanyan every word of the conversation between Helian Cong and the concubine.

Xiao Nanyan listened quietly. After a moment, he tapped the armrest of the couch with his knuckles and chuckled softly.

"Helian Cong is a nostalgic person!"

Xiyan changed the subject:

"Your Majesty, after His Majesty left, another person appeared in the secret passage behind the screen!"

"who?"

He was not surprised by Helian Cong's visit, but he was very interested in the person who appeared later.

Xi hesitated for a while, as if he was not sure:

"She was wearing a veil that covered her face. Judging from her voice, if I'm not mistaken, that person should be... the Empress!"

"Su Qinyao?"

Xiao Nanyan's eyes suddenly turned cold, like a wolf seeing blood:

"Why is she hiding so late at night, looking for her mother?"

Xiyan told Xiao Nanyan the content of the conversation she overheard.

"What a Su Qinyao!"

His tone was light, yet shrouded in ice:

"It seems that the big drama that took place during the day was performed by her and Su Lantian? Very good! In this world, except for my mother, everyone hopes that I will die!"

Before he finished speaking, the ring in his hand suddenly flew out like a sharp arrow. The man on the beam fell down in the shadow of the beam without a sound.

The ring seemed to be able to be retracted and extended freely. After hitting the opponent's fatal point, it fell back to Xiao Nanyue's fingers again!

At the same time, Xiyan turned around and threw out three silver needles. The moment the needle tips sank into the bottom of the bed, a muffled groan was heard, and then there was no movement.

A cruel smile appeared on Xiao Nanyan's lips:

"These two fools are truly patient, having kept me company all night. However, before they die, let them hear the secrets of the imperial palace. They won't die in vain if they report to the King of Hell."

Xiyan looked around the room with her watery eyes:

"Your Majesty, the dark room..."

"Han Xiao has already been eliminated!"

Xi Yan lowered her head: "Your Majesty is wise!"

There was a sudden silence between the two of them.

Xiao Nanyue stared at the wet woman, and with a flick of his fingertips, the black robe fell accurately on Xiyan's thin shoulders like a flowing cloud.

The next moment, a figure flashed before her eyes, and she was pulled into Leng Xiang's arms, and she fell into the soft couch with him.

He didn't know when a brocade handkerchief appeared in his hand, and he gently wiped the water droplets from her hair.

"Tonight's mission was completed very well!"

Xiyan's whole body was tense as a string, listening to the sound of his fingertips stroking the brocade handkerchief. Just as she was about to stand up, Xiao Nanyan suddenly pinched her chin, forcing her to look up, and rubbed her lips with his fingertips:

"Why don't you accept the Dongzhu? Do you think the gift I gave you is not valuable enough?"

"Your servant..."

"Or—" He suddenly approached, his nose almost touching her lips:

"Don't you want to be my woman?"

The skin beneath my palms was as delicate as frost and snow, yet colder than ice:

"Your Highness, you are joking! I am a humble servant, how dare I have such ambitions..."

"Really?"

He suddenly sneered, and the force with which his fingertips pinched her skin suddenly increased:

"Do you really dislike me? Or have you fallen in love with Helian Feng?"

"I dare not!"

"Don't you dare? You two are talking and laughing, you seem quite relaxed?"

Xiyan's eyelashes trembled, and she finally made up her mind:

"This servant...is not worthy of the prince!"

Xiao Nanyan's face suddenly changed color, and he threw Xiyan's body far away, and the black robe fell to the ground:

"You ungrateful thing! Don't forget that Helian Feng is also getting married!"

Xiyan quickly steadied herself, her fingertips gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.

"I have no improper thoughts about the Crown Prince. Your Majesty, please do not make any unwarranted assumptions."

"Really?"

Xiao Nanyan sneered:

"Yanyan, don't challenge my patience!"