"No, you are my princess, I will never let you go in my entire life!" He had forgotten everything Tang Xun had taught him. Now he just wanted to hold her in his arms, declare his sovereignty, and hug her tighter.
"Cough, cough, cough!" She started coughing violently. He was startled and quickly let go of her. "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? You're strangling me!" She took two steps back, gasping for breath, and yelled with her hands on her hips.
He touched his nose and said, "Sorry, I will be gentler next time..."
What? There’s a next time?! Lin Jinghan stamped her feet, turned around and left. No matter how Sikong Zhan called her name from the bed, she just didn’t turn back.
After leaving Gaoyuan Hall, she held her pounding heart and couldn't calm down for a long time:
What was wrong with her? That was Sikong Zhan, the stingy, overbearing, and unreasonable Prince of Jingnan! How could she be soft-hearted towards him?! How could she let him hold her?! Crazy, absolutely crazy! He was crazy! She was crazy too!
After Mu Wenyao finished his work and came to find Sikong Zhan, he saw Lin Jinghan coming out of Gaoyuan Hall with a red face and a look of disbelief. He suddenly smiled, and went to Sikong Zhan's room, and said excitedly:
"Ah Zhan, tell me quickly, what did you do to the princess just now?"
"What else can I do? I succeeded in pissing her off again." Sikong Zhan failed to win the beauty and was reflecting on himself. He didn't want to pay any attention to this useless military advisor and didn't even give him an extra glance.
"Ah? So you're angry?" Mu Wenyao was very disappointed: he thought the princess was in love...
"Okay, don't be sad. Save your sadness for a while. You can be sad again later." Mu Wenyao handed over a bamboo tube. "The man who poisoned the princess has confessed!"
Sikong Zhan opened the bamboo tube and took out the paper inside. After reading it, he put the paper back and held the bamboo tube with no expression on his face.
"For so many years, I allowed her to take charge of the military camp as a daughter, and gave her great power and freedom in the army. Now that her wings have grown strong, does she want to fly on her own..."
"What are you going to do?" Mu Wenyao could understand Sikong Zhan very well, because he had seen too much betrayal. Whether it was father and son, husband and wife, or brothers and sisters, they would draw their swords against each other for their own selfish reasons...
"If she really has this ability, then I will return the Jingnan Army to her, so what?" He smiled lightly, and the bamboo tube suddenly shattered in his hand, turning into powder a moment later. "But, she should never, ever, hurt Jinghan!"
Mu Wenyao didn't understand what "return" meant. He keenly sensed that this was unusual, but he didn't ask any further questions.
In the imperial palace, in Yiku Palace, Lin Wanrou clasped her fingers together, anxiously waiting for the emperor to arrive.
Following the cry of "Your Majesty has arrived," the young emperor entered the bedroom. Lin Jing, covered with her veil, stood up, knelt, and saluted, "Greetings, cousin the emperor."
The emperor gently helped her sit down and lifted her veil. "Cousin Wanrou, you look so beautiful today!"
Thinking of the grievances she had suffered today, Lin Jinghan's eyes turned red. She threw herself into the emperor's arms and sobbed, "Cousin..."
The emperor gently stroked her hair and said, "Okay, stop crying. I know you've been wronged today. I will make it up to you..."
"My cousin is the emperor, so he must keep his word!" Lin Wanrou raised her head and looked at the emperor with tearful eyes.
"Okay, I'll keep my word!" The emperor gently wiped away Lin Wanrou's tears and hugged her to lie on the bed.
The shaman is hanging down lightly, the red candle is swaying, and the room is full of charm...
The Prince of Jingnan's Mansion was still searching everywhere for Ye Cangmang, but still to no avail. No one would have thought that Ye Cangmang had never left the Prince of Jingnan's Mansion.
In the secret room, Sikong Ling was treating Ye Cangmang's wound.
Before the bandage was finished, Ye Cangmang suddenly grabbed Sikong Ling's hand and placed it on his heart, "Do you know, when I found out that man actually wanted to kill me, my heart was broken... I thought you wanted to kill me!"
"How could that be? You are the husband I have chosen, how could I bear to kill you? That man was just a pawn I sent to attract them. Without his sacrifice and misleading, how could I have rescued you so easily?" Sikong Ling gently withdrew her hand and continued to apply medicine to him.
"Ling'er, you are so nice." When she was not paying attention, he suddenly approached and left his mark on her lips.
"You're badly injured." She pushed him away. "There's a lot of time to come, why are you in such a hurry? The best things should be saved for our wedding night. Now, you need to heal well."
"For you, I can even give up my life..." While she was applying medicine to him, he moved closer to her and blew orchid-like air into his ear.
For a moment, Sikong Ling felt a strange sensation in her ears. Her face and body were very hot, and a stream of heat flowed from her abdomen into her mind:
What's going on? It's so hot... It seems like only he can give her some coolness...
She took the initiative to hug him, get close to him, and touch him...
"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" The fish has been hooked. Ye Cangmang smiled triumphantly and pulled her into his arms, surprised: "Since Ling'er is so proactive, I..."
As she cried out in pain, he smiled triumphantly: "Sikong Ling, Sikong Ling, don't think I don't know. You've made two plans. Saving me is true, but killing me first is also true! I originally disdained you, but you didn't behave, so I'll take your body for now..."
In the morning, just after dawn, Sikong Ling opened her eyes and found that her whole body was in pain. In front of her was a man's hand. She screamed and sat up.
"Ling'er..." Ye Cangmang's handsome face showed a mixture of grievance, surprise and satisfaction. "Last night, you forced me... I was very happy..."
As her memory gradually returned, Sikong Ling recalled everything from last night: there was no way she could have been so infatuated with him, so the only possibility was that he had drugged her! It was that kiss!
Her hands were clenched tightly, her nails digging into her flesh. Looking at the man in front of her, who was covered in scars and made her want to vomit, her heart sank to the bottom...
"Don't be angry, Ling'er, I thought you were willing... Yes, I'm sorry... I, I will take responsibility!" Ye Cangmang apologized hurriedly, looking panicked, like a child who had made a mistake.
"Last night, my mind wasn't very clear..." She suppressed her nausea, feeling apologetic and shy, and hurriedly went to find clothes to put on.
"It's my fault. I forgot you were still injured. Is your wound still open?"
Since she has suffered a loss, she cannot let it go for nothing. Since he wants her so much, she must make this man work for her wholeheartedly.
"No, Ling'er, don't worry." He looked at her with interest.
"I've been away for too long and have to go back immediately. Take good care of your injuries and I'll come see you another day." Sikong Ling got dressed, looked at him shyly, and left.
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