Should I hold her while we sleep?
Feeling the warmth of his palm, Shen Zhiyi nodded as if possessed.
“However, you need to change your clothes and take a shower,” she said. “Didn’t I have someone make you a nightgown earlier?”
"Wear that one."
That nightgown is made of the most comfortable and soft material; it must feel very comfortable to hug.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but secretly raise the corners of her lips slightly.
Duan Xingzhi noticed her little movements, his tense jawline softened, he withdrew his large hand from her lower abdomen, and instead rubbed her head.
"Okay." His eyes were full of affection.
Then, thinking of the corpse in the passenger compartment, his expression turned cold and solemn. He took out a bone whistle from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Take this, I'll be right back."
"If there is any danger, blow the whistle immediately, and I will be by your side right away."
If we don't dispose of Ling Yuan's body, she'll definitely be terrified when she wakes up tomorrow.
Shen Zhiyi assumed he was going to change his clothes and didn't think much of it, nodding in agreement.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."
When Duan Xingzhi saw her lying in the soft quilt, looking sweet and gentle, a stark contrast to her aloofness during the day, his heart felt as if it had been melted into moonlight, flowing gently over her.
He lowered his head and touched the tip of her nose, his voice hoarse.
"Good boy, Ayi."
"I'll be back soon."
He lifted himself up and disappeared back into the night.
The capital city, the residence of the Third Prince.
Xiao Renyue, dressed in the everyday clothes of a prince, stood by the window of his study and took the secret letter from the leg of a carrier pigeon.
He unfolded the scroll and quickly scanned it.
His expression changed drastically!
He turned around, threw the letter into the candlelight, walked to the desk with a gloomy expression, clenched his fist for a long time, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
Suddenly, he violently swung the teacup off the table!
Snap!
Porcelain shards shattered and scattered everywhere.
Xiao Renyue gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the table!
"Night Owl! How dare you betray me!" His eyes were bloodshot. "Ling Yuan was my trusted confidant, and he just killed him without a second thought!"
"You completely disregard me!"
"Pass down the order!" he roared, furious. He commanded his attendants, "Everyone in the Assassin's Guild, suspend all current missions and focus all your efforts on capturing Night Owl!"
"I hereby make this promise."
"Whoever can take Night Owl's head will succeed him and become the new leader of the Assassin's Guild!"
"Yes!" The attendant acknowledged the order and withdrew.
Outside the study, Ji Xueyan, carrying a bowl of nourishing sweet soup, hid behind a pillar, watching her attendant walk away with a pale face.
He turned his head again and looked at the tightly closed study door.
The fingertips holding the plate turned white from pinching it.
She heard everything.
Night owl.
The person who treated her like a demon from hell in her past life.
In this lifetime, he actually betrayed the Third Prince and became a traitor to their camp!
How could such a big change have happened so suddenly?
Ji Xueyan was filled with surprise and doubt.
She knew the Night Owl's abilities all too well.
If he intends to oppose the Third Prince and side with the Crown Prince, then how could Xiao Renyue possibly have a chance to become the Crown Prince?
Wouldn't all her hard-won position as the Third Prince's consort be for nothing?
no……
She's been planning this for so long, she absolutely can't let it all go to waste!
She is determined to become empress!
Ji Xueyan's eyes flickered as she picked up the plate and pushed open the study door.
"Your Highness," she curtsied, her smile gentle, "I've prepared some nourishing soup for you. Would Your Highness like to drink some to calm your mind?"
Xiao Renyue pinched the bridge of his nose and waved his hand.
"Just leave it there."
"I have no appetite."
Ji Xueyan put down the plate, looked at his face, and said, "Is Your Highness troubled by the matter of the Night Owl?"
Xiao Renyue stopped moving and looked at her warily.
"You heard everything?"
"Your Highness, please don't be offended." Ji Xueyan immediately knelt down. "I only heard the attendant mentioning the name Night Owl when I brought the soup over, so I just made a wild guess."
"I only wish to take care of Your Highness and share your burdens."
"It means nothing else."
Xiao Renyue's expression softened somewhat.
"Get up," he said, reaching out to help her up. "I'm not blaming you."
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