But Yan Hui is a professional after all. Generally speaking, as long as he can hold back, the other party will not be able to tell what he is thinking.
So, he looked at the princess in front of him who had become a little strange with his expressionless face, without a trace of expression.
Of course, Sang Liwan’s apology was not frightened.
He just said in a businesslike manner: "Princess, why are you here?"
Seeing the other party's reaction, Sang Liwan knew that the person in front of him must be Jun Moyi's perverted subordinate.
But she wasn't quite sure who the subordinate was.
None of Jun Moyi's subordinates like to meddle in other people's affairs. This person showed up on his own initiative, and it was probably because Jun Moyi had discovered his whereabouts.
Thinking of this, Sang Liwan relaxed completely.
Jun Moyi is the thickest thigh that can help her survive in this world, she must hold on to him tightly.
"I ate too much and came out for a walk. Why are you here? And who are you?"
In the night wind, the moonlight sprinkled on Sang Liwan's porcelain-white skin, as if covered with a layer of bright light. The girl frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and just looked at him with her beautiful eyes moving.
Yan Hui suddenly felt that his eyes were burned.
He quickly averted his gaze, suppressed his abnormal heartbeat, and dared not look again.
Sang Liwan felt that Yan Hui's actions were a little strange, but he didn't think much about it. He just frowned and felt a little unhappy.
"I'm asking you a question, why don't you answer?"
Yan Hui blinked and licked his dry lips. He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Your subordinate is Yan Hui."
"Yan Hui?" Sang Liwan murmured the name and said with a smile, "It's an interesting name."
Yan Hui just stood straight opposite Sang Liwan, listening to his own name being softly uttered from her mouth. For some reason, Yan Hui suddenly felt a little itchy in his ears.
Alarm bells suddenly rang in his heart.
I thought that this princess was indeed a little weird. Not only did the prince become abnormal, but I also became weird.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously took a step back.
The expression on Sang Liwan's face froze for a moment.
Her face turned cold as she stared at the man in front of her with his head lowered. She frowned slightly and asked, "Yan Hui."
"yes."
"Does this princess smell bad?"
Hearing this, Yan Hui subconsciously sniffed, and suddenly, a faint fragrance lingered in his nostrils.
It’s hard to say what flower it is, but it smells very pleasant.
Yan Hui shook his head subconsciously, "No, not at all."
"Then why are you so far away from me, the princess?"
The tone was a bit like those of a savage young lady, but coming from the mouth of the person in front of him, it was not annoying at all, but instead had a kind of girlish cuteness.
Yan Hui now confirmed that there was something really wrong with this princess.
In the past, he was disgusted by Sang Liwan after just one look, but now...
When he realized what he was thinking, he quickly looked at his nose, then his heart, and then said in a businesslike tone: "I am afraid that the smell of blood on my body will offend the princess."
This reason is indeed very reasonable.
After all, Sang Liwan was indeed frightened by the bloody smell on him at first.
Sang Liwan reluctantly accepted this statement. She nodded and didn't care about it anymore.
"Why are you here?"
"The master asked me to take the princess to see him."
Jun Moyi?
Sang Liwan raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that he was right. Only Jun Moyi would make such a big fuss in the palace. Look at the smell of blood, it can be smelled from a long distance away.
However, Sang Liwan still wanted to struggle.
"What if this princess doesn't want to go?"
Then, she saw Yan Hui, who had already taken a step back, walk back.
Although Yan Hui felt that there was something strange about the princess and that she seemed to have some ability to seduce people, he had not lost his mind and had not forgotten who his master was.
He came up to invite the man down to his master. If he really let him go, he would not be able to explain to the prince.
Although he felt that if the princess went down there and saw the scene in the dungeon, she would probably have nightmares for several nights.
But this sympathetic feeling did not last long, and there was a firmness in his voice that could not be rejected.
"Then I'm afraid I'll be offended."
Sang Liwan curled her lips. This man's personality really didn't match his name. He was very rigid.
Boring.
Sang Liwan curled her lips and said halfheartedly, "I'm so scared."
Yan Hui:......
"Okay, I won't embarrass you anymore, let's go."
Hearing this, Yan Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the little princess would suddenly make a fuss. If that were the case, he would really find it difficult to deal with.
If it was the annoying princess from the past, he would probably just give her a knife on the neck, knock her unconscious and take her away, but the one in front of him was asked to use such a rude method, and Yan Hui felt that he really couldn't bring himself to do it.
However, he forgot that if it was really the former Sang Liwan, Jun Moyi would not let him come up and take the person away.
Sang Liwan followed Yan Hui and walked underground step by step. It was the first time she saw this secret room in the palace. She thought that this was probably a secret base used by Jun Moyi to eliminate dissidents.
But, how could Jun Moyi let Yan Hui take her to such a private place so easily?
Although Jun Moyi has developed some trust in her, Sang Liwan does not feel so good about herself yet.
Jun Moyi is a man who probably doesn't even have his own trust, let alone her, the princess who has been a troublemaker in the past.
So what on earth is this person thinking?
Sang Liwan felt a little puzzled, but he became more alert.
The further down they went, the stronger the smell of blood became. Sang Liwan felt a little strange. He wondered why Jun Moyi was not sleeping so late at night and was causing trouble here alone.
Before she could think for too long, a white figure came into view.
Jun Moyi was wearing a white robe and sitting in a wheelchair, looking otherworldly, which seemed out of place in such a dark and bloody basement.
The curve of his lips was charming, and when he saw Sang Liwan appear, even the corners of his eyes showed a smile.
"Wanwan."
He called Sang Liwan's name softly, and slowly stretched out the hand holding the Buddhist beads towards Sang Liwan.
Jun Moyi couldn't wait to know what Sang Liwan was thinking, and his black pupils were full of excitement.
Sang Liwan:???
She did not forget that she was here to cling to someone powerful. When she saw Jun Moyi's outstretched hand, she shook it without hesitation. She acted pitiful and looked at him timidly and said, "Your Highness, what kind of place is this? I'm so scared."
[Tsk, this little pervert is really good at playing around...]
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