Yandere Male Leads Forceful About Love? She Dislikes It, Let Me Have Them!

In these small worlds, there are always male leads whose excessive love and twisted expressions make them disliked and feared by the original heroines. Reborn, these heroines desperately avoid them...

Chapter 325 Your Highness doesn't worship Buddha, so why does he climb into my window every night? (28)

Whether she is worthy or not is not for you to decide.

Yan Zhuoxu's expression was cold, his eyes lowered like the Grim Reaper. "You poisoned her?"

Panic surged through Shen Qingyuan like a tidal wave.

Her gaze darted around, then she steadied herself and gritted her teeth, saying, "It wasn't me!"

"It was all Ye Jinghong's doing!" she shouted angrily, tilting her head back. "It has nothing to do with me, absolutely nothing!"

"Your Highness!" A guard ran over, cupping his hands in greeting, "Ye Jinghong has confessed everything!"

He presented his confession.

Yan Zhuoxu took it, glanced at it coldly, closed it, and handed it to Shuofeng, saying with hidden anger, "Shen Qingyuan, Ye Jinghong confessed that you personally admitted to poisoning the food."

"He even encouraged him to conspire to murder Zhiyi and Gu."

"What else do you have to say?!"

Shen Qingyuan screamed, "He's the murderer!"

"How can you believe what a murderer says?!"

Yan Zhuoxu glanced at Shuofeng.

Shuofeng nodded, held his sword to her neck, and said sternly, "It's no use denying it."

"Madam Shen has been arrested. You may be able to hide your hiring of assassins and buying of poison from others, but you can't hide it from His Highness!"

"The matter of framing the second young lady's birth mother many years ago will also be dealt with this time."

"I advise you to confess your guilt as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have died so easily!"

Shen Qingyuan felt her blood run cold.

Trembling, she screamed almost at the top of her lungs, "My mother is the mistress of the Prime Minister's residence! How can you arrest people from the Prime Minister's residence without any evidence!"

"Yan Zhuoxu, as the Crown Prince, aren't you afraid my father will impeach you for acting like this?!"

"Even if we were to do something to Shen Zhiyi, that would be a matter for our Prime Minister's residence, and none of your business!"

"She disrespects her elder sister and the mistress of the house; shouldn't she be punished?!"

Yan Zhuoxu's expression was cold.

He raised his hand and waved.

Shuofeng kicked her to the ground and pinned her down!

"Without any evidence?" Yan Zhuoxu sneered. "Your mother's confidant has already confessed. If you have any grievances, go tell the King of Hell!"

"take away."

Having said that, he turned and walked away as if he didn't even want to look at her again.

Shen Qingyuan stared at his retreating figure and suddenly burst into wild laughter.

Yan Zhuoxu.

Even if I were to live this life again, you would still be so cruel to me!

"Do you think Shen Zhiyi truly loves you?" she shouted in despair at his retreating figure. "She only has her eye on you because you are the Crown Prince of Cangwu. She went to great lengths to seduce you for power and money!"

"If one day a man of higher status appears, she will definitely leave you!"

"Because she's such a cold-blooded, ruthless, and cunning bitch who's good at acting!"

She had had enough of being locked up in her dreams.

In this lifetime, there is absolutely no way I will ever allow myself to fall into that situation again!

Shen Qingyuan suddenly moved, grabbed the blade from Shuofeng's hand, and slashed it fiercely across her own neck!

Blood gushed out instantly, and he collapsed to the ground...

The splattered blood and tears blurred her vision.

Shen Qingyuan looked at the tall man not far away and murmured unwillingly.

"Your Highness...why wasn't it me..."

Her neck tilted to the side, and she fell completely silent.

Shuofeng was startled for a moment, then stood up. "Your Highness, what should we do?"

Yan Zhuoxu stopped in his tracks.

A chill ran through my body.

Shen Qingyuan's words had indeed stung him.

If one day a man with greater power and status appears, will Zhiyi leave him?

No!

His knuckles clenched, and his face turned ashen in an instant.

He absolutely would not allow that to happen!

If she wants power, he will hold it firmly in his hands!

I will never let her leave!

"Wrap her body up and throw it in front of Madam Shen, let's see if she confesses."

He uttered a cold sentence.

He then turned around hastily and headed towards Shen Zhiyi's meditation room.

...

As soon as Shen Zhiyi woke up, she was pulled into a broad embrace.

She was a little confused and rubbed her eyes.

"Your Highness?"

Yan Zhuoxu held her, his expression somewhat sinister.

"Shall we get married tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Shen Zhiyi turned her head to look at Yan Zhuoxu, who was buried in her neck with a heavy breath, and asked in slight surprise, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Yan Zhuoxu closed his eyes tightly.

"nothing."

He knew perfectly well why she had approached him.

Just as Shen Qingyuan said.

Power, fame, money—anything she desires is possible.

It's not just because of him as a person.

You knew all along, didn't you?

For some reason, he was now filled with a burning jealousy that he couldn't calm down.

He couldn't stand it for even a second longer.

He just wanted to announce it to the world immediately, making her his undisputed crown princess.

No one can take it away.

Shen Zhiyi said softly, "Your Highness's marriage is a major event. Even if I agree, His Majesty and all the court officials in the palace will not allow this matter to be settled hastily."

Yan Zhuoxu raised his head and looked at her with a stubborn expression.

"Father has been preparing for this for several years, and those things have been prepared long ago."

"Just say the word and we can hold the wedding ceremony immediately."

"Shen Zhiyi, you can't run away even if you want to."

Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Why should I run away?" She leaned over and hugged him. "I also want to marry Your Highness."

Yan Zhuoxu pursed his lips, but couldn't help but deeply inhale the fragrance of her hair.

"rhetoric."

Shen Zhiyi chuckled softly, her fingertips resting on his chest, and said, "Does Your Highness remember when you were young, you saved a little girl from drowning at Zhaoyin Lake near Fahua Temple?"

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