The cannon fodder female supporting role wants to run away, and the madly criticizing prince is red-

Lin Qianqian hugged her thin shoulders tightly and curled up into a ball. Her body was still shaking, causing the hard bed board to make a slight noise.

The scene after a murder in a criminal investigation drama reappeared in her mind: purple body parts were placed on the autopsy table like frozen meat, a person was cut in half, and large amounts of red blood spurted out like a fountain...

She suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

She reached out and grabbed her neck, leaned her head forward slightly, opened her mouth and vomited, but nothing came out.

The man’s scream just now was so horrible and painful.

It was different from what actors and actresses played in movies and TV series. It was the fear and struggle from the depths of the soul, which made people tremble physically and mentally.

The desperate scream was creepy and kept repeating in Lin Qianqian's mind.

That scream went deep into her bones and invaded her soul. Lin Qianqian had the illusion that she was possessed by an evil spirit. The scream, like an evil spirit crawling out of hell, kept repeating in her ears, making her feel terrified from the bottom of her heart.

This fear made her imagine what kind of tragic misfortune he had encountered, and made her feel that she would encounter the same thing, and could only watch the sword piercing her body... She even feared that he would haunt her because she did not save him...

In this situation, she could only be a lamb to be slaughtered, which scared her.

How could she forget?

The ancient times were a barbaric era full of robbers and bandits, where people burned, killed, looted, and bullied the people. It was completely different from the modern civilized and sound rule of law society.

Murders are committed in the streets, and trafficking of women and children is common. It is a primitive and backward society where everyone harms each other.

"Are you afraid?" Shen Jian asked with a hint of mockery.

"Yes, I'm scared..." Lin Qianqian's voice was shaking.

His calm voice somehow soothed her and made her feel less panicked.

Lin Qianqian suddenly raised her head anxiously and said quickly, "I want to go to the toilet, I have to pee urgently, I want to go to the toilet..."

"No, I can't hold it anymore."

She grabbed Shen Jian's arm, the muscles there were as hard as firewood, and asked weakly, "Can you protect me to go to the toilet?"

The voice no longer had the strength it had during the day. It was as soft as cotton and it gripped my hand very tightly.

In the darkness, Shen Jian had a smile on his face.

He just laughed without making any sound.

When he had laughed enough, he said, "I'm afraid not."

"Who's enemy is out there trying to kill you? If I rashly accompany you out, there's a high chance that you'll get hurt accidentally. I also don't want to accompany you out and cause unnecessary trouble, so just solve it here."

"Solve it here?"

Lin Qianqian thought that if she went out to witness a murder scene, she didn't know what kind of bloody scene it would be. She might bump into the murderer and see her coming to silence him in order to prevent him from being identified...

Lin Qianqian wanted to get up, but she found her legs and feet were very numb. She was shocked. When did they become so numb?

The urge to urinate in the lower abdomen became more obvious and stronger.

Lin Qianqian knew that this was a physiological ability that people could not control when in a state of terror. She struggled to sit up and asked Shen Jian who was standing beside the bed, "How do we solve this?"

"Want me on the floor?"

"There should be a chamber pot in the corner." His reminder came lightly.

The shame flooded her like a tide, and her face flushed. But she was also afraid of being killed by mistake. Her legs and feet felt weak for no reason. When she saw the murder scene, she didn't know if she would have the strength to run away...

By then, he would definitely despise her for being weak and causing trouble for her. She didn't want him to think that women were weak and synonymous with trouble.

After Lin Qianqian used her hands to support herself to get out of bed, her waist hit the corner of the table.

She covered her waist in pain and stumbled to the corner. With the flickering firelight outside, she found the urinal that gave off a foul smell.

"Do you... do you want to go out?"

"It will smell." Lin Qianqian turned her back to Shen Jian and bit her lip.

The guest room is a simple one-bedroom apartment, with a bed and a table taking up the entire space.

Taking off clothes here is no different than being naked in front of him.

"I'm not interested in you."

His voice was as calm as water.

"Only by staying close to you can I protect your safety. This is the duty of a guard."

"There will be a sound..." Lin Qianqian said again, with a hint of begging in her voice.

Shen Jian glanced in the direction of Lin Qianqian and said impatiently, "Trouble."

The door opened with a creak and he went out.

Lin Qianqian lowered her head to untie the belt around her waist. Her fingers were a little disobedient and when she squatted down, she still felt her legs and feet inexplicably weak. She grabbed her ankles tightly to prevent them from spraining.

After a while, there was a dripping sound of water falling into the wooden basin.

Lin Qianqian once again realized that in this situation, there was no relief as usual. Instead, there was pain. The power of fear and shame blocked it from coming out. The usually mild liquid was like beans that were materialized and discharged, causing pain.

Yes, she was afraid, how could she not be afraid? That was death, so close to her, only separated by a wall.

This was the first time she had experienced such a thing. In modern times, the country protects most people so well that they will never have to experience such a horrific and vicious incident in their lifetime.

In the future, she will have to face this kind of situation many times and she needs to get used to it.

She needs to stabilize her emotions and face it calmly.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianqian's mood slowly calmed down.

She turned over and hugged the musty blanket tightly. Those killers were not able to accept blood and killing at the beginning. She had experienced a lot and accumulated slowly, and she was able to fight against her body's instinct.

Shen Jian stared at Lin Qianqian's quiet profile.

This woman can actually sleep.

She is very tough and will argue with any man she sees, but she also has a soft side.

When her weak side came out, he found her somewhat adorable and like a woman.

Such a sharp-edged woman with thorns all over her body suddenly reminded him of a kind of black ball covered with thorns in the sea water. When the hard shell was cracked, there was tender yellow and delicious meat inside. He had eaten it once and he would never forget it. The locals called it sea urchin.

There are also chestnuts. After removing the prickly shell, they are steamed to become soft, glutinous and sweet chestnuts.

A woman who is like a sea urchin and a chestnut.

This was the first time he had seen it.

Conquering such a woman is indeed more exciting, fresh and challenging than conquering those soft and fluffy women who can be easily manipulated.

On a table full of flowers, desserts, and mild cuisine, a plate of sea urchins covered with thorns was suddenly served, which was indeed fresh and challenging. Only smart people know how to enjoy the delicious taste in the right way.

A woman who is difficult to capture can arouse a man's most primitive hunting desire.

It is difficult, requires careful consideration, thinking, and more effort than an ordinary woman...

He suddenly understood why a prince loved her so much that he was crazy and was willing to castrate himself. Another man wanted to have her even if he got hurt.

Women with shells and thorns on the outside are particularly interesting to eat.

When you put it in your mouth, it is extremely delicious and unique.

That might be more like an addictive drug.

And those women who are automatically brought to you like flowers and desserts, no matter how exquisite and beautiful they are, do not have such an attraction that is both dangerous and charming at the same time.

If you marry other women, they will think of themselves as your women, and you don't need to spend any effort to get them, and you don't want to waste extra thoughts and time on them. But such a hard-to-get woman, on the contrary, makes people rack their brains to figure out how to capture her heart.

Once you get it, this sense of satisfaction and this desire to conquer are incomparable to other women.