Chapter 52: Breaking the Contract "You know I heard it at that time."...

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The incident happened suddenly, leaving no time for anyone to talk or shout back. Everyone could only deal with the situation based on their first reaction and past coping habits.

Yan Siqing knew that he had to retreat and get out of this cramped Zen room as soon as possible, but these golden phosphorus insects flew too fast...

It was pitch black before my eyes, and it seemed as if there were only burning sparks.

If it is touched or even accidentally flies into your mouth, you will end up burning yourself.

She had no time to move.

Some people have an almost supernatural speed of lightning.

He spun around holding the sword in one hand, his internal strength was so strong, and with the other hand he hit her shoulder with the palm!

One hand is full of strong energy, the other hand is as delicate as silk, pushing gently.

Jiang Yan Siqing flew out of the door directly.

The generals of the palace outside saw her and immediately caught her from behind.

Yan Siqing landed and looked at the sparkling light in the Zen room. Dali Temple, Ruoqin and others followed the two masters to face the crisis of life and death...

“Release those roosters!”

After she shouted, the generals of the palace and the Dali Temple guards who were guarding the roosters reacted.

They used swords and knives together, without even untying the ropes of the cages, and directly cut through the cages, letting the roosters fly and swoop rapidly, all heading towards the meditation room.

At that time, no matter how skilled or skilled everyone in the Zen room was, there were always some who were weaker... This mature golden phosphorus insect could fly, and its sharp eyes had already forced its way right in front of someone's eyes...

"Yuanbao! Be careful!" Jian Wuliang took a quick glance and saw that the youngest boy in the Dali Temple was about to have his eyes burned. He was extremely anxious and threw a piece of dark leaf from his sleeve, which whizzed over.

With a puff, the insect was cut and flew away, and the slime with white smoke fell to the ground.

But behind the young man Yuanbao... there was another group of red sparks - behind him was the corpse that was burned by the torch. This person's corpse undoubtedly contained many mature insects, and they would attack the fastest!

It's over, this isn't just a matter of burning the eyes, Yuanbao will be burned to death!

Bang!

A sudden and powerful kick landed on Yuanbao's waist, pushing him against the window and sending him flying out.

"ah!"

The ingot fell outside.

And Jiang Hui, who kicked the man, faced a large number of golden phosphorus insects...

"Your Highness!"

Ruoqin and the others were furious when they saw this and rushed over frantically... Jian Wuliang, who was closest to them, was the first to rush over, with small balls and other hidden weapons flying around...

"Get out of the way, don't come over here."

However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince refused to accept the offer and said something coldly, then grabbed a torch and waved it, causing even greater commotion...

A large number of golden phosphorus insects chased the light and heat and flew towards him frantically.

Huh?

Jian Wuliang reacted and immediately broke other windows!

"Break all the windows!"

"People come out!"

It was also at this time.

The window behind Jiang Hui was broken by Yuanbao—crash, a big rooster jumped in!

The majestic rooster king was the fastest, eating several flying insects in just a few seconds.

The rest of the roosters flew in through the broken window behind him.

Everyone jumped out one after another...

Then there was a noisy scene of chickens flying and eating insects.

Jiang Hui jumped out and ordered everyone to gather torches into a bonfire in the open space to attract the remaining insects for the big rooster to catch.

Yan Siqing had been protected and retreated to a distance. Still in fear, his eyes lingered on Jiang Hui several times.

See how he handled the scene calmly, remained calm in the face of danger, and was always at the forefront.

He has no habit of abandoning others to protect himself from disasters.

She wasn't the only one who was exempt.

Such people are rare, and this may be the responsibility honed by the young general on the battlefield.

It seems like you lowered your eyes.

When the situation calmed down a bit, Jiang Hui turned around and found Yan Siqing talking to Jian Wuliang, speaking softly and smiling gently, as if praising him.

This is so funny. What is there to praise about the Dali Temple?

Feeding wine to chickens?

They almost killed her!!!

She also smiled so gracefully...she dazzled the group of people.

Jiang Hui clenched his sword tightly, and suddenly realized that she would only be harsh on him, picking out his faults, making him feel guilty and regretful, and drawing a line between himself and her, so that he would never be allowed to have anything to do with her again.

But others can.

She doesn't care about other people's thoughts or presumptuous calculations. She is frighteningly generous and magnanimous, comparable to a bodhisattva.

Finally, she asked about Jian Wuliang's injuries and then left.

Didn't even look at him.

Jiang Hui paused, then looked towards the place where the hidden arrow had been shot from, his eyes cold.

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At daybreak, both sides left people to look after the corpses, clean up the scene, and collect the remaining insect corpses. They also sent people to the bamboo forest in the back mountain to investigate the whereabouts of the dark man.

Yan Siqing first met Jiang Hui at noon.

The man came quietly, with the doors and windows closed.

First, he is confident in his ability, and second, given the scheming of some people nowadays, no matter how much they try to avoid suspicion, as long as people know they are together, there will be rumors.

It’s better not to let anyone know.

As long as she is like you...

Yan Siqing looked at him. Jiang Hui was also looking at her. After making sure she was okay, he said, "You knew I was coming?"

Yan Siqing: “I don’t really know.”

She must have known it, but she never revealed that layer, as if it never existed.

Jiang Hui curled his lips and said, "I just came to see if there are any bad guys lurking around, so I won't bother you anymore. If you're tired, Miss Yan, you can rest. Send someone to the Dali Temple to say hello, and don't worry about anything else."

He did notice that she looked a little paler than before, obviously she hadn't slept the night before.

He wants to leave.

Yan Siqing called out to him, "Your Highness."

Jiang Hui was puzzled, but saw the man take out a plaster from the table, and there were some remaining herbs there.

"The palace may have good medicine, but it may not be effective against the poison of the golden phosphorus insects. This is something I prepared. It can dissolve some of the toxins so that the poison won't remain for too long and affect the body."

Jiang Hui stared at her, raised his hand, and lifted up his sleeve, revealing a red spot.

He was indeed injured and took some temporary medicine to treat it, but he still felt the pain of heat and itching.

"I have sent someone back to the palace to ask the Imperial Physician for medicine."

"But, how do you know I was bitten by a bug?"

Although it was removed immediately, it still touched my skin.

Ruoqin and the others felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, but he had instructed them not to spread the news.

Did she...see it last night?

Or care about yourself?

Yan Siqing was still sorting out the plasters. Upon hearing this, she glanced at him imperceptibly, "Lord Jian mentioned that he was also injured. This is no small matter."

Jiang Hui's hidden joy and turmoil were forcibly suppressed. He endured it and asked slowly, "Oh, so you stayed up all night when you came back just to make this medicine for those people in the Dali Temple, and for me as well?"

Yan Siqing was silent for a moment, but did not deny it. He only said, "I am not an ungrateful person. Besides, if anything happens to Your Highness, it will be very bad for me."

"As you should."

Her arguments were well-reasoned and flawless.

Jiang Hui bit his lip, but he didn't pester her verbally as usual. He remained silent for a moment and said, "Thank you very much. Your Highness saved you for the sake of my father and the palace. Moreover, this case concerns the country and the people's livelihood. It is us who have implicated you. Miss Yan, you don't have to feel any burden. But I accept the medicine..."

He was about to go out.

There was a sound of Jian Wuliang outside.

This person is sick and comes to disturb me so early in the morning.

Yan Siqing is not working in the Dali Temple!

Does he have other ideas?!

Jiang Hui's face darkened, but he couldn't leave. Not only was the person downstairs, but with Jian Wuliang's ability, he could still sense something.

He was trapped here, and Yan Siqing knew it was a helpless move.

In the silence, the atmosphere was quite awkward.

Jiang Hui was not as calm as Yan Siqing. He was very irritable and felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, even more so than those dangerous golden phosphorus insects.

Ruoqin and others downstairs were naturally refusing, but they hadn't left yet.

Yan Siqing lowered her eyes... poured a cup of tea, and was about to drink it when she heard the man finally whisper, "I'm fine, how about you help me apply the medicine?"

Speak softly.

It is also the uncontrollable forbearance and restlessness, even with a hint of begging.

He was younger than her, and was in the best years of his youth and manhood. When he was softly dependent, the warm winter sun was no more than that.

Yan Siqing paused, tightened her grip on the teacup, and didn't want to look at him.

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate..."

"The wound is a bit painful. Will it leave a scar and look ugly?"

“.....”

Yan Siqing felt a headache and thought about letting this person break out through the window.

Can.....

She sat down, took the plaster, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Roll up your sleeves."

Jiang Hui couldn't help but smile, but was afraid of angering her, so he suppressed it and seriously lifted his sleeves, revealing his thin and slender wrists, with his fingers spread out, resting obediently on the table.

Yan Siqing didn't look at him, but walked forward to apply the medicine, her movements very gentle and serious.

Seeking medical advice was the most serious matter. She didn't like to joke around, and he obviously knew it, so he stopped making a fuss.

Be quiet and let her be.

But...his eyes kept staring at her, as if he wanted to swallow her. Yan Siqing endured it for a long time and was about to apply the plaster.

This is the last step. He is a military commander and usually does a lot of physical work. The position of the sticker should neither affect the movement of his palms nor fall off easily, so he has to be careful.

She unconsciously moved closer and wrapped a layer of gauze around her wrist to secure it...but she didn't notice that the hair hanging down by her ear was brushing against his arm.

Suddenly, the muscles in his wrists showed signs of bulging from endurance, and he gasped.

She was skilled in medicine and knew many secrets of the human body. When she saw this, she froze for a moment, then realized something. She pursed her lips and turned away, not looking at it, but quickened her movements.

It was over quickly, and she stood up, leaning back, still pretending nothing had happened, and just lowered her eyes to pack up her things.

"Okay, everyone below has left, Your Highness..."

"I know he's gone, but didn't Xiaoyun just tell him that we'll discuss the case in the breakfast hall? Did you tell Xiaoyun in advance? You knew Jian Wuliang would come to talk to you."

So she was not waiting for him, but Jian Wuliang.

Jiang Hui lowered his voice, did not move, and was depressed.

Yan Siqing heard something unusual, but couldn't tell what the man was thinking beneath the calmness. A hint of unease settled in his voice, he explained in a low voice, "It's just to resolve this case quickly. I've already helped, and there's no such thing as giving up halfway. But Your Highness misheard. It's not about making an appointment with him in advance, but because this man really has something he needs to talk to, and I'm not available right now, so it would be more appropriate to meet in the dining hall later."

She was patient and gentle, afraid to offend the man, but he responded with, "I have excellent hearing."

She was startled, met the man's dark gaze, and suddenly thought of something. She wanted to move away, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Pulled it back.

She suppressed her surprise and remained silent, but the person who was pulling her stood up, forcing her to sit down.

This change in attitude also means that putting aside everything else, the only differences left are the differences in gender and strength, and he is extremely dangerous to her.

"Your Highness...you have forgotten what happened before..."

"I haven't forgotten."

“.....”

Didn’t forget anything?

He did not forget to admit his mistake outside the cave and avoid suspicion. He decided to break up with her and let her go.

But I can't forget the offense I caused her.

What I can’t forget even more is…his hearing is so good.

So good...

"You know I heard it."

Yan Siqing said nothing and moved his wrist, but the man leaned over.

"I'm only here to supervise this place. Just trust me to personally protect your safety."

"I didn't know you were showering."

"I didn't see it."

"But I heard it."

"And you, later on, guessed that I was on the roof of your room, right?"

"Why don't you hold me accountable? Why don't you ask or mention it?"

She had guessed about this kind of thing, but she couldn't mention it, and she didn't want to mention it.

How to raise it?

They were alone, she was taking a bath and he heard everything from above.

She has done this, so she won't pursue the matter. How could he be so dissolute?

He is sick!

lecher!

She was embarrassed and angry, her cheeks were bright red, her lips were trembling, and she wanted to break free, "Is it my fault? Jiang Hui, you clearly said..."

She was so angry that she called him by his name.

"I have said so, and I have been enduring it, ma'am!"

"You clearly guessed there was something wrong with the body in order to investigate the case. Is the Dali Temple worth saving? You have too many people you care about, Yan Siqing. You took such a risk... Do you think I'm not angry?"

God knows how scared he was when he saw her almost being hurt by that weird bug.

My hands are shaking.

But she acted as if nothing had happened.

He gritted his teeth and moved closer.

"If I hadn't come, would you have met Jian Wuliang?"

"You will."

Yan Siqing stepped back, feeling a sense of crisis. She wanted to deny it, but the other party had already answered for her and it was too late.

She didn't dare to shout, but she struggled with her waist and pushed him with her fingers, but she pushed his belt and touched the cold jade buckle.

The lips and tongue were demanded endlessly, and the back was caressed gently... eagerly and noisily.

Even during her most intense sexual intercourse with Shen Zangyu, she had never made such crazy demands.

Her clothes were even still on, but she looked weak and feeble, as if she had been drained of all the moisture by a lone desert traveler.

He suppressed himself and refrained from doing anything crazy, but he repeatedly tasted and made extreme demands on the most dangerous line.

Any anger or punishment was just a trick he had been waiting for while enduring and lying dormant.

He was eager to betray his reason and go against his upbringing.

Capricious and breaking promises.

To be a provider under the king's power and wealth is the most despicable act.

It took a long time.

It's quiet now.

Yan Siqing leaned against the wall with her back, her clothes tilted to one side, revealing most of her left shoulder. There were red marks on her collarbone, indicating signs of sucking.

And the instigator was still bowing his head over her shoulder.

The tip of the nose touches the collarbone.

It was hard and stiff, and both of them were suppressing their breathing.

Yan Siqing didn't say anything and stopped pushing him, but she was a little confused.

Until Jiang Hui looked up and pulled her collar slowly.

"You better hate me."

"Because I'm mean."

"So you'd better live a long life, be rich and powerful, and be more powerful and glorious than me."

"It can protect you from bad guys like me."