Chapter 125: The Lame Princess vs. the Blind Hostage Prince Consort (2)

The red veil was lifted.

The man was wearing white underwear.

Lu Cha had no expression on his face.

That’s it?

And send it back in such an ambiguous way!

The system gloated: [Who told you to smile and tell the servants that you had cleaned it up? Of course they would think you were going to enjoy it.]

In the original plot, the eldest princess sternly ordered her servants to throw the villain into the woodshed.

Seeing Lu Cha's hand reaching towards Xun Ji's underwear, the system became anxious:

What do you want to do?!

Bang!

Lu Cha grabbed the edge of the quilt, rolled the unconscious Xun Ji into it, and threw him to the ground, saying seriously:

"Make room for sleep."

"Are you thinking about something sad?" Lu Cha sighed pretentiously.

"If the little villain does this, I will be left with a shadow if he dies."

system:"......"

Poisoning the pancake - don't try that!

I don't believe you!

-

The next day, early morning.

Feeling the burning pain in his chest, Xun Ji forced himself to open his eyes and woke up instantly.

Vermilion curtains?!

Didn't I die in the dungeon?!

He supported himself on the soft quilt and sat up, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the woman sleeping soundly on the bed.

The overwhelming hatred burst out in an instant, burning his whole body and making him tremble uncontrollably.

Yuan! Deer! Tea!

Wait! Why is she wearing her wedding dress?

Xun Ji looked at his clothes in confusion and suddenly froze.

The chest is wrapped in white cloth, and the underwear is thin.

Although it was shameful, the wounds from the iron-pulling and branding torture in the dungeon all disappeared.

He slightly pulled open the white cloth, and the whip wounds that had exposed the skin had begun to scab over, obviously having been treated with the best medicine.

A trace of confusion gradually appeared in the light brown pupils.

He was certain that he had been reborn and returned to the second day of his wedding.

But why wasn't he locked up in the woodshed? And...

Hearing the woman on the bed suddenly moan and wake up, Xun Ji immediately closed his eyes, hurriedly picked up the quilt, and backed away in fear.

Until his back hit the screen and he couldn't move back any further:

"Where is this?!"

The low, gentle voice was tinged with trembling, unable to hide the fear.

Lu Cha turned his head sleepily, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Not far away.

The man curled up on the ground with his eyes closed, his black hair loosely tied up and his face handsome and elegant.

However, the red scars on both sides of her eyes, like condensed blood and tears, added a touch of seductiveness and beauty.

Her pale pink lips, as delicate as petals, were slightly parted, she hugged the quilt tightly, and her shoulders were slightly hunched.

Such a weak and helpless posture makes people want to tease it.

It would be best to trick this timid fox demon who knows nothing about the world into taking advantage of him.

Hiss—the little villain is becoming more and more alluring.

"My bedroom, of course."

Lucha stood up with a smile and moved to sit in the wheelchair:

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

Xun Ji's fingertips tightened unconsciously.

Shouldn't she have questioned me right away?

"After all, we finished everything we needed to see and do last night."

[Ding—Villain's favorability value -10, current favorability value -50.]

Even though his heart was filled with resentment and anger, Xun Ji's face only showed a blush of shame and anger, and he looked pitiful and dared not speak.

Lu Cha curled her lips.

You are really good at pretending.

She moved her wheelchair over, leaned over, clamped Xun Ji's chin, and did not allow him to say anything:

"Open your eyes and let me see."

"Or I'll kiss you."

“…”

Xun Ji suppressed his anger and opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

The peach blossom eyes that should have been bright and sparkling were misty and dull.

The dilated pupils appear empty and dull.

He whispered:

"Your Highness, could you please return that blue strip of cloth to me?"

"I'm not used to this..."

Because he was born to a palace maid of low status, was not favored, and was not made a king, Xun Ji was ordered by other princes to call himself a slave when he was in Beilin.

Over time, it becomes a habit.

Especially in the past three months since arriving in Yuanchang, he has been bullied by everyone he sees. His status is embarrassing and low, and he cannot even raise his head in front of servants and maids.

No dignity at all.

Knowing that Xun Ji was talking about the cloth strip he used to blindfold himself, Lu Cha thought about it carefully.

It seems that it was thrown away by the servant last night.

"The one you have is too old. How about I give you a good one in a couple of days?"

"?"

Xun Ji hasn't reacted yet.

Whoosh—a small, sharp dagger suddenly stabbed towards his eyes, stopping just an inch away.

Lu Cha, who was holding the knife, smiled sweetly.

Xun Ji still maintained a dazed expression, and even his long eyelashes did not tremble.

Only the hand hidden in the quilt had its nails deeply embedded in the palm.

Why did this woman become so unconventional? !

Fortunately, he had been tempted countless times in Beilin and already knew how to control himself.

Lu Cha withdrew his hand slightly disappointed.

Could it be that the little villain is really blind?

Xun Ji pretended not to notice anything and lowered his eyebrows:

"Actually, Your Highness, you don't have to give me something good. I'm of low status and don't deserve it. I'm also used to the old cloth strips..."

Wearing Yuanlu Tea's things, he just felt disgusted!

"That's an order."

Lu Cha ruffled Xun Ji's hair a little more:

"From now on, you don't have to call yourself a slave to anyone except me."

"You are my consort. Your every word and action represents my reputation."

Xun Ji nodded obediently and asked timidly:

"Then Your Highness, will you treat me like you did last night..."

“Oh, it depends on the demand.”

“?!”

Does she mean that she plans to use force in the future, or will she continue to whip me?

Xun Ji couldn't understand Lu Cha's thoughts for a moment.

My confused mind couldn't make sense of what happened today.

Coincidentally, there was a knock on the door.

Following this, Lingying's respectful voice said, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Someone just arrived from the palace. The Emperor summoned you and Xun Zhizi to enter the palace."

Lu Cha looked at Xun Ji, who was only wrapped in a brocade quilt, and spoke boldly:

"How about I lend you my skirt to wear out first?"

“…”

Finally, Lu Cha asked the servant to bring in a man's coat, and Xun Ji left stumblingly, leaning on a yellow wood cane.

-

The West Garden of the Princess's Mansion.

Green pines and bamboos, gurgling streams, elegant and quiet.

A trace of barely perceptible confusion appeared in Xun Ji's eyes.

Why isn't this a woodshed?

When he noticed that the servant had turned around, Xun Ji's eyes became empty again.

"This is the residence His Highness has arranged for you. Go in quickly." The servant muttered unhappily:

"I really don't know what His Highness was thinking. Giving such a beautiful place to a blind man? Does he deserve it?"

Xun Ji ignored him and used his crutch to explore the threshold.

The servant ignored him and left with a sneer.

But at this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps rang out: "Master!"

The young man who came running had delicate features and was wearing a coarse linen shirt.

It was Xun Ji's only personal attendant, Azhuo, who was also the secret guard he trained.

After making sure no one was around, Azhuo whispered angrily, "Emperor Yuanchang is really too much. In order to force you to get married, he even force-fed you medicine!"

"And that princess! She's exactly like the rumors out there, lewd and rude!"

Last night he wanted to rescue his master, but was locked up in the servants' room in the backyard by the servants. Fearing of being exposed, he dared not act rashly and could only wait anxiously.

He was finally released a moment ago, only to learn that his master was not only whipped, but also humiliated and sent to the eldest princess's bed.

Azhuo gritted his teeth:

"Master, I will go and kill the princess tonight!"

Unexpectedly, Xun Ji shook his head slightly, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart, his eyes cold:

"Death is too easy for her."

"Find a way to place our people in the mansion."

The excruciating pain of having the nail pulled out still lingers on the fingertips and cannot be erased.

How could Yuan Lucha not try all the tortures he had endured in his previous life?

There was a crazy flame in Xun Ji's eyes, but the corners of his lips were raised, and his smile was as gentle as spring breeze.

He wants to make her live a life worse than death!