When Chang Qing turned around, the man had disappeared.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent. Chang Qing looked at Yan Chou without blinking, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth: "I have killed so many people on the battlefield, I can also imagine that one day I will be hated."
He said this deliberately pretending that he didn't know it was Yan Chou's plan.
The system was stunned: [Host, why are you helping Chang Qing? After all, he is the murderer who killed the original owner's brother in the plot.]
Xie Shizhu said slowly, "Because I'm changing everything."
The system is puzzled: [How to change it? ]
Xie Shizhu ignored him. Yan Chou's dark eyes were looking down at her, motionless. Then he bent down and picked up the sugar man she had thrown on the ground. He cleaned the dust with his fingertips and placed the sugar man in front of Xie Shizhu.
Yan Chou said in a low voice: "Don't throw away anything about me anymore."
Xie Shizhu pursed his lips, looked down at the sugar man who looked a bit like Yan Chou, and didn't say a word for a long time.
Yan Chou slowly stood up and looked towards the palace not far away. "Since we have already left the palace, there is no need to rush back. I will stay in the Regent's Palace tonight and return to the palace tomorrow."
Xie Shizhu knew that Yan Chou did it on purpose, and the calmness just now was just the calm before the storm.
Chang Qing nodded: "Okay."
*
Fang Yiran's belly was growing visibly bigger day by day. She had difficulty moving and often needed the support of a maid.
Although Yan Xiu Ran didn't love her, he would at least stay with her in the mansion like a qualified husband.
Fang Yiran was very satisfied and in an unusually happy mood.
Yan Xiuran picked up some food for her, looked down at her stomach, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Eating more vegetables will be good for both the child and you."
Fang Yiran smiled and stroked her bulging belly, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Just as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard, and the young man's deep voice came from inside: "The Prince Regent and the Princess are truly in love."
Yan Xiuran was stunned and turned to look at the source of the sound. Yan Chou, dressed in white, was holding Xie Shizhu with a nonchalant expression, and Chang Qing followed behind him.
He was still holding chopsticks in his hand and picking up food for Fang Yiran, but at this moment he quickly put down the chopsticks, a guilty look flashed across his face, and he stood up suddenly.
Fang Yiran stood up with the help of the table and was about to kneel down to greet the emperor. In a moment, Xie Shizhu came over and held her arm, with a faint smile on his pink lips: "Since you are pregnant, there is no need to bow."
Yan Xiuran stood there in shock, his eyes filled with surprise and hurt.
However, Yan Chou was in a good mood and said with a smile: "The Queen is absolutely right."
Fang Yiran frowned, but because of Xie Shizhu's status, she had to thank him: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty."
Yan Xiuran's gaze lingered on Xie Shizhu's face until Yan Chou glanced at him indifferently. He then reluctantly turned away, "Your Majesty, General Chang, why are you here today?"
Yan Chou raised his eyebrows. "I, the Queen, and General Chang are going out for an outing. I don't want to return immediately, so I plan to stay overnight at the Regent's Palace. Is that convenient?"
Yan Xiuran clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves and whispered, "Convenient."
Then, Yan Xiuran asked the servants to prepare a bedroom for the three of them.
Yan Chou's tone was flat, and no emotion could be heard: "I will live in the house where I stayed with the Queen before."
After hearing his words, Yan Xiuran's eyes flashed with hatred. At that time, he thought that Yan Chou had tampered with the wine, causing him to mistake Fang Yiran for Xie Shizhu on his wedding night, making an irreparable mistake.
Finally, Liunian sent a carrier pigeon to tell him the truth, and Yan Xiuran learned that he had been poisoned by psychedelic drugs.
After the morning court a few days ago, he went to the Empress Dowager alone and proposed that the Prime Minister's daughter be allowed to enter Chengming Palace, and that Liunian retaliate against Yan Chou for everything he had suffered.
But unexpectedly, the prime minister's daughter died at the hands of Yan Chou.
Yan Xiuran looked up: "Okay."
Yan Chou gestured for them to continue eating and walked out with his arm around Xie Shizhu.
He leaned close to Xie Shizhu's ear and said, "See? I betrothed the daughter of the Minister of Personnel to Yan Xiuran. This has created a perfect marriage. I believe that it won't be long before the Regent becomes a good father."
Xie Shizhu lowered his eyes, his expression unchanged, and he said "hmm" lightly.
Seeing that she was so indifferent and did not return the punishment for disturbing him from killing Chang Qing, Yan Chou's face flashed with displeasure.
But after the unhappiness, there was a bit of joy.
Could it be that Xie Shizhu no longer has any love for Yan Xiuran?
*
night.
Yan Chou lay down early, staring at Xie Shizhu's back. When she came to him, Yan Chou stretched out his arms and pulled her to him, holding her waist tightly with both hands so that she could not escape.
But Xie Shizhu did not resist and let him do whatever he wanted.
Yan Chou took off the clothes that were in her way, and the two of them became close in an instant.
Yan Chou lifted her chin and looked at her seriously.
The air was filled with a solemn atmosphere. Xie Shizhu slowly closed his eyes and said without a trace of emotion, "Kill me or chop me up, it's up to you."
Yan Chou chuckled softly, pinched her chin, and kissed her warm lips with his thin lips. His hoarse voice whispered in her ear: "I can't bear to let you go."
Xie Shizhu opened his dark pupils and looked at him, "The man in black you sent today to kill General Chang, right?"
Hearing this, the smile on Yan Chou's lips froze.
Xie Shizhu's discovery of this was beyond his expectation.
This was the last thing he wanted to happen. After all, in Xie Shizhu's heart, he was already a villain with his blood on his sleeve. If he left some more traces in her heart, perhaps she would be like everyone else in the palace and wish him dead.
"Well," Yan Chou lowered his eyes, and his hand that was hooked around Xie Shizhu's waist loosened slightly, "So you would rather get hurt than want Chang Qing to die?"
Xie Shizhu took the initiative to hold Yan Chou's thin waist tightly, his eyes moving.
Yan Chou noticed her movements, and a layer of surprise covered his usually calm expression.
Xie Shizhu put his face against his chest, listening to his pounding heart, shook his head gently in his arms, and whispered softly: "I don't want your hands to be stained with blood again."
Yan Chou was slightly startled, staring into her eyes through the moonlight.
Xie Shizhu tilted his head slightly and murmured, "Okay?"
Yan Chou's heart was pounding, and the fingertips on her waist were trembling slightly.
The night outside the window was as dark as ink, with sparse stars hanging on the sky, but Yan Chou's heart was brighter than ever.
He gently turned over and pressed Xie Shizhu under him, supporting her ears with his arms. His dark eyes were filled with a throbbing that was not usually there. He said softly with his thin lips, "Okay."
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