She was frozen all over, and it took a lot of courage for her to turn around and look.

At this moment, the person she was most familiar with was standing in the dim light with an unclear expression on his face, but she knew that he was looking at her.

The whole room felt as if a storm was about to come. She suddenly felt a little scared, as well as guilty and apologetic.

He heard it, he really heard it, how much did he hear?

Yan Xuanye's face was dark, his eyes fixed on her, and his tone was unyielding, "Qianqian, come here!"

She was very familiar with his aura and state. It was a sign that he was very angry. The last time she was drugged in Mingxiang Pavilion, he was like this too, and he gave her a lot of trouble afterwards.

And today, he heard with his own ears that she didn't love him.

Lu Huan crossed his arms, curled his lips playfully, and his eyes moved between the two of them. He looked both ruffian and bad.

It seemed as if he had anticipated this situation, or perhaps he had known that Yan Xuanye was outside the door and was deliberately plotting against her!

Lu Huan slowly approached her, lowered his head and said to Su Qian, "Come with me, and I will agree to your request."

Only then did Su Qian realize that she had fallen into his trap again. This man could make others fall into his schemes without realizing it, just like her now.

It was not difficult for her to imagine how angry Yan Xuanye would be.

At this moment, she was filled with confused fear and didn't know what to do.

It was obvious that she had offended Yan Xuanye. Although there was not much distance between them, neither of them took a step closer.

Yan Xuanye asked her to go over to give her a chance to admit her mistake. If she went over, she would also be bowing to him.

But what then? She was still the Princess of Yan, and could continue to live in luxury in this mansion, being raised like an exquisite doll, unable to do anything.

Yan Xuanye said that it was for her safety and he didn't let her go out. At most, she could just walk around the mansion every day, play chess and read books.

Perhaps she was used to fighting, used to striving for her own future and interests. If she were asked to stay in the boudoir every day, waiting for a man's favor, she couldn't do it.

What’s the point of a day like this?

Under Yan Xuanye's sharp gaze, she actually took a few steps back in confusion.

Cuiwei was so frightened by her action that her eyes widened and she shouted at her, "Madam, come here quickly!"

She looked at Lu Huan, "Are you serious? I'll go with you, and you'll agree to my request."

Lu Huan watched her retreating steps with a playful look, his expression both amused and excited.

He was too cunning. Even if he said that, Su Qian couldn't believe him easily. She had been fooled several times by Lu Huan.

Su Qian felt that if he didn't speak, she would go crazy. The current situation and circumstances were very unfavorable to her. It could be roughly understood as "escaping from the tiger's mouth and entering the wolf's den."

Su Qian: "Swear!"

Lu Huan glanced at her and saw that she was very anxious. It looked like she would cry if he kept her hanging any longer.

He put away his lazy attitude, his smile faded, and he put three fingers together and said to her seriously, "Mother, I swear here that as long as Su Zhao leaves with me today, I will agree to any request she makes. If I disobey, I will be pierced by thousands of arrows and die an unpleasant death!"

Ziyi was his pen name, and he had sworn by his deceased mother, so Su Qian believed it.

After Lu Huan finished his oath, he took her hand and ran quickly towards the window coffin. Su Qian staggered and almost fell because of his sudden movement. Fortunately, Lu Huan supported her waist in time.

Cuiwei's pupils suddenly shrank as she looked at Su Qian who was running away with Lu Huan. She looked at Yan Xuanye with fear and trepidation, only to see that there was no expression on Yan Xuanye's gloomy face. However, Cuiwei felt that this was even more terrifying.

Yan Xuanye watched Lu Huan take her hand and lead her out of the room. He was not in a hurry. After a moment, he sneered and blew a whistle.

Su Qian was still wondering why Yan Xuanye was so generous and calm and didn't stop them from leaving. She didn't expect that he had already secretly deployed people and just watched the two of them jumping up and down silently.

The people who were lying in ambush on a high place heard the whistle and drew their bows and aimed at them. Su Qian looked up and saw many silver arrows in the night sky.

"Qianqian, I'll give you one more chance. If you come back, I'll forgive you!"

His voice was still calm, but among the people present, only Yan Xuanye himself knew that the fingertips hidden in his robe behind his back were trembling for fear of losing.

Su Qian didn't hesitate or look back, and ran forward with Lu Huan.

Now that things have come to this, Yan Xuanye can no longer treat her with the same pure care as before.

If she goes back, everything she did today will be in vain.

Yan Xuanye gripped the hilt of the knife tightly in his hand and said through gritted teeth, "Good, very good."

Yan Xuanye stared at her blankly, his voice tense, "You asked for this."

At this moment, the hatred and resentment in my heart outweighed the fear and panic.

He murmured in his heart, Qianqian, I have already given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. So don't blame me.

…

Lu Huan held Su Qian in his arms, stomped his right foot on the wall, and with another light jump, he flew steadily to the top of the wall.

Su Qian looked at the arrows nervously, "They are going to shoot."

Lu Huan calmly soothed him, "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen to you."

Su Qian: "Of course you're not afraid. You've never been killed by an arrow before."

If she were shot to death by Yan Xuanye or his men today, she would be courting death.

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