"Thanks."
Lin Qingwan's eyes reddened with gratitude.
What followed was a long wait. As time passed, the deaf-mute maid did not reappear. Lin Qingwan felt a fear of climbing to the top of the well only to slide back down little by little.
The next second, the door opened.
It was Zhao Yan.
Lin Qingwan tried hard to suppress the expectation in her eyes, remaining expressionless like a dead person, and even closed her eyes when he walked over.
Zhao Yan looked terrible, with bloodshot eyes.
He wanted to touch her but didn't dare, and said in a hoarse voice, "Would you like to bathe by yourself, or shall I carry you?"
Lin Qingwan choked up, "No, I won't go."
Zhao Yan bent down, a slight smile playing on his lips, "Alright, I'll carry you."
Lin Qingwan reacted very strongly, "Don't touch me!"
Zhao Yan ignored her and reached his hand below her knees. Before he could exert any force, Lin Qingwan's hairpin pressed against his throat, trembling violently.
He stared at her, a strange and satisfied smile on his face. "If you kill me, can you forgive me?"
Lin Qingwan frowned deeply. This madwoman.
But then she suddenly remembered something, and pressed the hairpin against the side of her neck. Sure enough, Zhao Yan stopped laughing. "Don't move!"
Lin Qingwan used a bit of force to pierce the skin, and fresh blood dripped down instantly.
Zhao Yan's breath hitched. "Are you really so heartless as to not let me touch you!"
Lin Qingwan remained silent, her cold eyes filled with ruthlessness, as if she could kill herself without hesitation at any moment.
This rejection made Zhao Yan feel like she couldn't breathe fresh air. She trembled for a moment, then bent over, clutching her chest and sobbing.
"ah!"
A tearing scream of pain froze Lin Qingwan's body as she watched several guards rush in and surround Zhao Yan.
"Your Highness!"
"Oh no! The prince has had a relapse!"
"Quickly, go and invite the Taoist priest!"
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