Lin Huaiyin is both timid and brave
It's not like we haven't eaten it before.
Lin Huaiyin felt as if she had been electrocuted, recalling the terror of being in the imperial prison.
Xiao Zhian was so delicious that even he himself didn't know; in both his past and present lives, only she had ever tasted it.
The bold ones enjoy themselves first.
Lin Huaiyin squinted her eyes, nuzzled his face, and sniffed his scent.
Xiao Zhian responded to her, cupping her face and pressing his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling.
He was so delicious, so tempting, that a thought popped into Lin Huaiyin's mind: when everything is over, if she can live to see the day when they are honest with each other, if he is still willing to treat her like this then, maybe she really can, and taste his flavor again.
But that's not possible now.
Lin Huaiyin, satisfied with her moment, opened her clear eyes and pressed against his chest, declaring, "Your Highness is the Crown Prince, and your subject—"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Zhian pressed her down on the bed without saying a word and slapped her little bottom.
"You little brat, you need to be taught a lesson!" Xiao Zhian gritted his teeth and slapped him repeatedly.
Lin Huaiyin cried out pitifully, as if begging for mercy, "What I wanted to say was that I covet the Crown Prince and am determined to divorce my husband. I am going to bravely storm the Eastern Palace. Please, Your Highness, calm down and do not disrupt my plans."
"Smack!"
Xiao Zhian remained unmoved and continued to beat her: "Don't play the game of feigning retreat with me. What's your plan? Tell me honestly."
“You don’t need to know at all.” Lin Huaiyin turned her head and confessed affectionately: “You just need to sit high on the clouds and enjoy the fact that someone is willing to split mountains and cross seas, travel long distances, and rush to your side without hesitation. That’s enough.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhian realized that she was using her looks to entice him, but in reality, she wouldn't tell him a single truth and had no sincerity at all.
That wicked thing, if you want something, you rub against it, and once you're satisfied, it immediately turns its back on you.
He was angry.
But it's precisely her cunning and cleverness that's most alluring.
Xiao Zhian had countless ways to manipulate her and force her to submit, but those thoughts flashed through his mind and he swallowed them all back.
He couldn't do anything about her, so he angrily opened the door and got out of the car.
Lin Huaiyin reached the doorway, and Xiao Zhian was secretly pleased, thinking that she had a change of heart and came out to coax him. But when he turned around, Lin Huaiyin told him to go to Shengshui Temple.
Xiao Zhian became even angrier, mounted his horse, and pulled on the reins.
He decided that unless Lin Huaiyin apologized or invited him again, he would never press enter again.
He wanted to leave her alone, with no one to rely on, to make her feel bad.
Lin Huaiyin enjoyed the large bed all to herself, brought over a food box, and analyzed the current situation while eating.
"Kasha, kasha." The shortbread is crisp and fragrant.
She ate Xiao Zhian's food heartily, knowing that she couldn't avoid him for the time being.
If you can't avoid it, you can only confront it head-on, find a way to control and restrict it, and only then can you protect your secret and your life.
Now that things have come to this, Xiao Zhian's terrifying insight and absolute power have convinced Lin Huaiyin that Princess Pingyang holds an absolutely transcendent position in his heart.
Otherwise, given his abilities, he should have discovered Princess Pingyang's ambition long ago and eliminated her.
Lin Huaiyin was unsure how long Xiao Zhian's interest in her would last.
But she was certain that she could never compare to Princess Pingyang.
There is a distinction between close and distant relationships.
Sooner or later, she and Princess Pingyang will have a battle.
Lin Huaiyin cannot afford to lose.
If she wants to win, she can't pin her hopes on Xiao Zhian or gamble on who he chooses.
The lives of the Lin family's nine clans cannot be compromised in the slightest. To truly defeat Princess Pingyang and Shen Congyun, Lin Huaiyin can only rely on herself. Rashly exposing the secret to Xiao Zhian would be courting death.
As long as he lives a good life and remains firmly in the Eastern Palace, he is helping her.
As for the final day when they completely break off relations and she sends Princess Pingyang to hell, Lin Huaiyin has no idea how Xiao Zhian will view her.
Life and death are predestined; she couldn't think of anything, so she could only crunch away at the pastry.
Lin Huaiyin was eating in the car.
His little belly was bulging.
Xiao Zhian was outside in the cold wind.
The sound of the wind made the guards uneasy.
They were all close guards who had witnessed "Lady Shen falling down, calling for her husband, and crying for her child" outside the imperial carriage during the day. They never expected that His Highness would take Lady Shen out in the middle of the night and even cause a scene at the home of Lady Shen's former fiancé. After the scene, they did not avoid suspicion and got into the carriage intimately. Not long after, His Highness jumped off the carriage with a dark face, rode his horse with a dark face, and released a low pressure on them.
What exactly is Your Highness doing? What is your relationship with Madam Shen? And what is your relationship with the child in Madam Shen's womb?
The guards dared not ask; they were afraid.
When Du Yu obtained the bow and arrow that Lin Huaiyin had entrusted to Su Jinggui, and saw the armor-piercing spike and the first feather of the gyrfalcon with his own eyes, thinking of Zhao Changji, the Minister of War who had been shot through the throat, thinking of the long-range blast that was nearly four hundred paces away, and Lin Huaiyin's harmless face, the hair on his whole body stood on end.
No wonder His Highness ordered the Imperial City Guard to conduct a cursory investigation and then let it go; it turns out His Highness already knew that it was Miss Lin who was behind it and deliberately covered it up.
Du Yu immediately understood the situation and thought to himself: Zhao Changji colluded with the White Lotus Sect and deserved to die. His Highness's protection of Miss Lin is understandable.
But Madam Shen returned to the capital in the dead of night to retrieve her bow; whose throat has she set her sights on now?
Could it be that there are members of the White Lotus Sect in the group heading to Crane Cry Mountain?
This was no small matter, and Du Yu rushed to Shengshui Temple.
The road was narrow, and the Jinlu car was parked at the entrance of the alley.
In front of the temple gate.
The crab claw bypassed Lin Huaiyin and handed the small bundle directly to Xiao Zhian.
Xiao Zhian was unaware of the situation.
"Didn't I tell you to be more clever and serve them well?" Crab Claw scolded impatiently, "Take it, hold it carefully and don't drop it."
They lack even this basic discernment; they're all bravado and no brains. Wouldn't it be a waste of time and effort to "train" them after we buy them?
Crab Ao was very disappointed in Xiao Zhi'an. He stuffed the bundle into Xiao Zhi'an's arms, intending to observe him and reconsider whether to save Feng Chen.
Xiao Zhian was rebuffed but remained silent.
Lin Huaiyin was extremely surprised, thinking that there might be a huge misunderstanding. If they were to settle accounts later, Xie Ao would be finished.
She opened her mouth to explain, but Xiao Zhian suddenly shook the bundle and smiled at her meaningfully.
Damn it.
It fell into his hands.
Who knows what kind of trouble they might cause.
Lin Huaiyin was a little annoyed and too lazy to watch him gloat. She put her arm around Xie Ao's shoulder and whispered a few words to him before turning around and leaving in a huff.
A wise man doesn't suffer a loss he can avoid.
Since it wasn't something she needed urgently, Lin Huaiyin wasn't in a hurry. She wanted to get back to the car first and reserve a good spot so that Xiao Zhian wouldn't throw a tantrum and kick her out into the wind.
It was late at night.
The alley is not short.
She was short, with short legs, and walked forward with a heavy thud.
Xiao Zhian remained calm and composed, his long legs moving slowly, keeping a distance of about half a body length from her.
As they approached the carriage, Du Yu suddenly appeared, presenting the lightning-struck jujube wood bow with both hands.
Lin Huaiyin's face stiffened. Afraid that Xiao Zhian would ask her what she was doing with the bow, she quickly pretended to be relaxed and told Du to put it away beforehand.
Du Yu looked troubled, wanting to ask if something important had happened and if he needed help, but Xiao Zhian's voice rang out unhurriedly: "I have covered for you in every way, yet you are so unscrupulous as to dance in front of me."
"That's why they say 'the fox borrows the tiger's might'?" Lin Huaiyin responded, turning her head back.
She realized that Xiao Zhian was asking her "what to dance," but she couldn't answer a word, so she smiled and flattered him: "You are so good to me, I must hurry up and murder my husband and run to the Eastern Palace as soon as possible."
In front of numerous guards, Lin Huaiyin loudly plotted, her words full of lewd and inappropriate language, not a single one of which was pleasing to the ear.
In an instant, all was silent.
The guards were dumbfounded, almost scared out of their wits, and all put on cold faces, saying, "I didn't understand, I didn't hear anything."
Xiao Zhian was used to being dignified and accustomed to the awe and obedience of the world. He had never seen Lin Huaiyin act like such a villain before. He was a little embarrassed but also very curious. His little kitten was indeed extraordinary.
Lin Huaiyin stared at him intently, her eyes glazed over, her body slowly tilting as if about to collapse. Xiao Zhian was unconsciously captivated and reached out to embrace her. She seized the opportunity, snatched back her small bundle, and scrambled into the car, slamming the door shut with a bang.
"Get down here!" Xiao Zhian was furious.
"There is a distinction between ruler and subject, please forgive me for not daring to be alone in a room with Your Highness late at night!" Lin Huaiyin added, afraid of angering him to death, "My back hurts a lot, I need to get a good night's sleep, please do not disturb me, Your Highness."
Four "female servants" in a row—she publicly flirted with Xiao Zhi'an, teased him, occupied his car, and even tried to stab him in the heart.
Xiao Zhian was playing with a cat when the cat scratched him, making him furious.
Du Yu and his guards silently held their breath, pretending they weren't there.
Lin Huaiyin huddled on the bed, clutching her small bundle and trembling.
In any case, having escaped a calamity for the time being, she thought to herself, let Xiao Zhian worry about it. It's better to make him angry than to be interrogated by him about what he was doing with the bow and arrow. Anyway, she couldn't possibly tell him a single word, so she might as well provoke him.
There was no sound outside, and Lin Huaiyin dared not breathe, silently waiting for the wheels to turn.
However, after a while, a clear knock came from outside. Xiao Zhian spoke slowly and deliberately, "I am quite looking forward to a night trip to the Eastern Palace, but—"
He paused slightly, then his tone turned playful: "But I have always been gentle and considerate towards women. Madam Shen has a backache and needs to rest, so please don't travel too much."
Immediately afterwards, the voice seemed to change direction, slightly lower, yet still composed, saying, "Du Yu, send someone to take Madam Shen to the East Palace to recuperate, and ask the imperial physician to give her a proper treatment. When she has recovered, she can go to Heming Mountain. If she hasn't recovered, wait for me to return and take care of her personally."
"Yes!" Du Yu outside clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Your subordinate obeys and will carry it out immediately!"
Before the words were even finished, the wheels rumbled.
We're doomed.
They went too far.
Lin Huaiyin was on the verge of tears when she jumped out of bed and pushed open the door—"Your Highness!"
The luminous pearl emitted a soft light. She pursed her lips, clenched her left hand over her right, her eyes hazy and pitiful: "Your Highness, the night breeze is chilly. Would you like to come up and warm up?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhian chuckled: "Just a moment?"
"No, no, no, many times." Lin Huaiyin quickly changed her mind.
Xiao Zhian raised an eyebrow and extended his hand.
Lin Huaiyin quickly caught him and pulled him into the car.
"Slow down, please slow down."
She helped Xiao Zhian onto the bed, climbed on top of him and pinned him down, let out a long yawn, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep now."
Lin Huaiyin pulled her knees back and nestled into Xiao Zhian's arms.
Before Xiao Zhian could even react, his ears were filled with snoring.
She pretended to be asleep again, refusing to open up.
He was utterly helpless.
He has plenty of ways to wake her up and get her to confess.
Her bow and arrows, her maid, her family, her white-cloaked woman—everything about her was at his mercy.
But since she had willingly nestled in his arms, Xiao Zhi was content and didn't want to push her too hard.
He filed her nails down last night; perhaps she'll need them.
Xiao Zhian kicked off his shoes and took off hers as well.
He loosened her hair and removed her hairpin.
He held her quietly, gently stroking her back, waiting for her to fall asleep, or perhaps inviting her to sleep.
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