Chapter 92: No choice
Although what he got was much less than what Ling Qingyan asked for.
But Ling Qingyan knew that this was the biggest concession the evil Ling Zhuoan had ever made.
She didn't dare to bargain easily.
So, Ling Zhuoan really did what he said and let her leave the East Palace and move freely in the palace.
only.
There were two guards around him.
Not only was there Han Qi, whom Ling Qingyan was more familiar with, but there was also a guard with a scar whom she had never dealt with before.
They said they were worried about her safety, but in fact Ling Qingyan herself knew that they were Ling Zhuoan's eyes and ears.
Afraid she would run away.
And Ling Zhuoan really didn't touch her. He let Ling Qingyan sleep in his bedroom, and Ling Zhuoan slept on the couch.
I don’t know if Ling Zhuoan was not used to sleeping well or for some other reason, but less than an hour after the two of them lived under the same roof, he left the main hall and slept in a nearby side hall. I could even hear the faint sound of water.
Taking a shower late at night, Ling Qingyan couldn't understand his train of thought and fell asleep sweetly.
No matter how chaotic the situation is, you should not let it interfere with your sleep and meals.
The next day, Ling Qingyan returned to Yaohua Palace as soon as possible.
It is more comfortable to stay in her own palace.
Ling Qingyan returned to the bedroom, where two guards were guarding outside the door.
Suddenly, a man dressed in black appeared in the room. It was unknown how long he had been hiding in her bedroom. Just as Ling Qingyan was about to call for help, the man in black knelt down.
Ling Qingyan was stunned for a moment. Seeing that he did not look like an assassin and was quite humble, Ling Qingyan did not make any sound.
He pulled out the dagger from the bedside and looked at him warily.
"Your Highness, please save our Ninth Prince!" The man in black spoke in a low voice, so people outside could not hear him, and his face was full of pleading.
"Ninth Prince?" Ling Qingyan was a little dazed and didn't react for a moment.
"It's... it's our Proton!" the man in black said. "I'm one of Proton's men. He's in prison now, his life or death unknown. I've spent a lot of money to find out that he's been severely tortured and is on his last legs!"
"The hostage once said that Your Highness is his family and the most important person to him. Please, Princess, have mercy and save our master!"
"We can only ask for help from Your Highness. Our master had a hard life in the first half of his life. Only Your Highness can help us. Please, Princess, save our master. If you can save our master, we will be your slaves and do anything for you!" said the man in black.
Ling Qingyan felt dizzy.
She remembered that Pei Wuyou was indeed taken to prison by Ling Zhuoan.
But how could torture be used?
Pei Wuyou was a hostage of the Wei State after all. Once he was imprisoned, he was put in the open. No one could bully him in private, but he could not be punished in public for torturing the prince of a country.
It won't look good for both countries.
Ling Qingyan's mind was in a mess. The mission had failed. Logically speaking, their life or death was not important to her at all.
She had finally managed to calm Ling Zhuoan down. Now she should take care of herself and not worry about Pei Wuyou's life or death.
Yes, you should just stand by and watch.
Ling Qingyan frowned slightly, lowered her head and saw the man in black looking at her as if she were a savior. How could he be the same as his master?
All she could hear in her mind was Pei Wuyou calling her sister.
That's enough.
Ling Qingyan had just arrived at Yaohua Palace early in the morning and hadn't even sat down when she returned to the East Palace.
When she left in the morning, she didn't see Ling Zhuoan. When she returned to the East Palace, she happened to run into Ling Zhuoan walking towards the East Palace.
Ling Zhuoan's eyes lit up when he saw Ling Qingyan. He thought Ling Qingyan would get up and leave the East Palace, so he was a little surprised to see her at this hour.
The two returned to the East Palace together.
There were two dark circles under Ling Zhuo'an's eyes, and it looked like he hadn't slept well or hadn't slept at all the night before.
Ling Qingyan noticed the red blood on his sleeve: "Is my royal brother injured?"
"Is the imperial sister concerned about me?" Ling Zhuoan said with a smile.
After all, he had something to ask for, so Ling Qingyan coaxed him to come: "What's there to be surprised about, my royal brother? I have always cared about you."
Ling Zhuoan raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled softly, as if the depression he had felt all night was finally relieved.
"Qingyan, don't worry. This is not my brother's blood."
"That's good." Ling Qingyan didn't ask any more questions and smiled sweetly, "I knew that my royal brother was so powerful. Few people could hurt him."
"What bad things have you done behind my back? Why are you so sweet today?" Ling Zhuoan held her hand. He had no scruples in the Eastern Palace.
Ling Qingyan was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat when her heart was touched.
"No way." Ling Qingyan said, "I just want to ask my royal brother, how is Pei Wuyou?"
Ling Qingyan spoke tentatively, and sure enough, Ling Zhuoan's face darkened as soon as she finished speaking.
The air pressure around them dropped, and he stroked Ling Qingyan's cheek with a smile.
"You're openly caring about another man in front of your royal brother. Ling Qingyan, that's great." Ling Zhuoan said gritting his teeth.
The depression in my chest was so severe that it was even worse than last night.
That's really interesting.
He thought that his imperial sister was going to anger him to death.
"No, no, my Royal Brother, it's not what you think." Ling Qingyan quickly tried to make amends, "My concern for him is not what you imagine. I truly care about him as a younger brother."
Ling Qingyan's eyes were sincere, and what she said was the truth. Although Pei Wuyou was her target, the other party's love value increased too quickly, resulting in the relationship ending before it could develop into a deeper level.
She maintained a sister-brother relationship with Pei Wuyou from beginning to end.
Even when Pei Wuyou's blackening value reached its maximum, she still found it a bit confusing.
Others are more or less deceptive.
But Pei Wuyou and she are just siblings, why would he turn evil?
Later, Ling Qingyan guessed that his defenses were broken because he knew that she was being intimate with so many people.
So Ling Qingyan said this with confidence, as if Ling Zhuoan had justified himself in locking up her own brother.
Ling Zhuoan's chest heaved violently, and he laughed out loud with his mouth stretched out, making Ling Qingyan's hair stand on end.
"Royal sister, what you mean is that your concern for your brother means using your own hands to give him an aphrodisiac?" Ling Zhuoan squeezed Ling Qingyan's hands so tightly that Ling Qingyan even felt the pain.
She couldn't bear it and pulled back.
"It hurts, Royal Brother." Ling Qingyan said in pain.
"It hurts when my brother holds my hand, but it doesn't hurt when you do that with Pei Wuyou?"
When Ling Zhuoan thought of Pei Wuyou shouting at him in prison about how much Ling Qingyan cared about him and how deep their friendship was, he unconsciously increased his strength.
That ignorant kid even provoked him.
Only then did he realize that they had actually done that kind of thing the night Ling Qingyan lied to him!
No wonder, no wonder.
His good sister colluded with outsiders to deceive him!
"No, my royal brother, please listen to my explanation."
"That day was an accident. It was an aphrodisiac. Pei Wuyou was drugged by Ling Yao, that stupid person. He had no choice."
Ling Zhuoan's eyes were so terrifying that Ling Qingyan subconsciously stepped back, but Ling Zhuoan took a step closer.
"You had no choice?" He sneered, "Because Pei Wuyou was drugged, you helped him do that?"
"My royal brother is also addicted to sex. Can you help him?"
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