You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

"Your Highness, the hot water is ready."

The servant came out with a wooden barrel and bowed to him.

Xiao Wei nodded and gave him the remaining cakes.

The door closed, and the man opened the curtain with his bony hands and took off his dragon robe.

The curtains were swaying and the air was filled with mist, making it difficult to see clearly. One could only vaguely see the beautiful and smooth lines in the mist.

With a splash, the person entered the hot spring.

The sound of water continued to be heard, and when he came out again, the man's wet hair was casually draped, with water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair onto his chest, wetting his underwear along his thin waist and abdomen. The pure white underwear became translucent, sticking to his body, outlining six well-defined abdominal muscles and a considerable size under the mermaid line... making people blush and their heart beat faster at a glance.

The man was barefoot and his whole body was emitting damp vapor. He looked like a seductive water ghost who had crawled out from the bottom of the water. He was extremely handsome.

After the servants came in and wrung out his hair, Xiao Yan changed into underwear and went to sleep.

I don’t know if it was because Lin Zhaoyue mentioned Liu Yiyi in front of him today.

In his dream, he really dreamed that Bai Yiyi died!

He killed him with his own hands.

In the dream, in a dungeon without sunlight, smelly rats were gnawing at a mutilated woman.

The woman was missing her limbs and was tied to an iron pillar with iron chains. A mixture of dirty blood and pus flowed out of her body and dripped onto the ground, emitting a foul smell.

There was a squeaking sound accompanied by the sound of bones being chewed, and a fat rat hung on her body, gnawing at her flesh, blood and bones.

The woman's face was covered with new and old scars, and one could only recognize her as Bai Yiyi from her rough outline.

She cursed and screamed at the top of her lungs:

"Xiao Yan, do you think she will come back if you torture me like this? She died a long time ago! When she was locked up in the cold palace was the happiest time of my life, do you know that?

I had people feed her stale rice, stab her when she was unhappy, and even kill her maid and her beloved dog in front of her. Watching her suffer and wanting to die, you have no idea how happy I was!

She thought you loved me until she died, don't you want to avenge her? Kill me if you dare, kill me if you dare!"

A "puff" sound was heard, and a sharp dagger pierced through her chest. The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and blood dripped from the dagger onto the ground.

"Tick-tock" "tick-tock".

The sound of dripping blood mixed with dripping water rang in my ears, and faintly a woman's cat-like cry could be heard.

In the huge flower petal hot spring, the water was sparkling and the flower petals were scattered all over the ground.

"Husband, no more."

"Zhao Zhao, be good. It will be fine soon. Don't bite so hard."

As the man spoke, his cold, warm fingertips shuttled through her hair, seeming to comfort and yet restrain her.

He kissed her forehead gently again and again, and the affection in his eyes could drown one.

The water in the pool gradually became colder and colder.

A snowflake dripped on his forehead and eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, the person in his arms was sitting in the haystack, his body stiff and cold, without a breath.

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao..."

The man was trembling, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even lift them. He kept murmuring these two words, his eyes empty and desperate.

A fishy and sticky liquid kept gushing out from his throat and overflowing from the corners of his mouth. His black hair turned white in a moment. He wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

A huge sadness overwhelmed him, and a strong feeling of suffocation came over him, and Xiao Yan suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He breathed heavily, unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream.

The pain of losing Lin Zhaoyue made him breathless and his heart was broken.

After a long pause, the heart was still beating violently.

Xiao Yan lifted the quilt and drank three cups of herbal tea before he suppressed the sadness, pain and fear in his heart.

He sat quietly, holding a teacup in his hand, his black icy eyes staring blankly at the dark night. After a while, he suddenly chuckled.

Unexpectedly, he actually killed Liu Yiyi with his own hands in the dream, and was making love with Lin Zhaoyue in the dream. I didn't expect that he was still so heartbroken after her death.

It's ridiculous, so absurd!!

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you."

The guard on night watch saw the candles lit in the prince's bedroom and began to ask.

"No problem."

Xiao Yan replied, went to bed, waved his sleeves and extinguished the candle.

But after lying down, I couldn't fall asleep.

Since Lin Zhaoyue started practicing swordplay, her sleep has been getting better and better. She has no dreams at night and does not wake up until the rooster crows at dawn.

She opened her hazy eyes, rolled around in bed, and then got up reluctantly.

Chunhe came over to help her wash and dress. Knowing that her young lady would get up every morning for training, she dressed her in casual clothes for her to move around in.

After washing up, Lin Zhaoyue began training and went to see Qingzhu by the way.

I don’t know what Qingzhu’s physique is like, but he recovered almost all of his severe cold after just two days of rest, and even his complexion became a lot rosier.

Occasionally when Lin Zhaoyue got up to train, she would run into Duke Lin going to court, and she would practice a few moves with him, but most of the time, when she got up, Duke Lin had already gone to court.

After training and washing up, it was just time for breakfast.

The mother and daughter ate with gusto. After the meal, they took a walk in the back garden. They had only taken two steps when a servant came to report that someone from the yamen had come, saying that a servant from the Lin residence had been beaten, and asked Lin Zhaoyue to go over.

Chun He happened to hear this person's report and said angrily:

"If someone gets beaten, they go find the steward. Why do you want my daughter to go to the government office? Are there any rules?"

"But the servants said that it was that man who specifically asked the second young lady to go."

"presumptuous."

When Mrs. Lin heard this, she became really angry even though she rarely got angry.

It would be fine if the servant was a maid, but if the servant was a boy, and he specifically asked his young lady to go to court, wouldn't it make others think that the young lady had some relationship with the boy, thus damaging his reputation.

What's more, Zhao Zhao is the future Crown Princess and cannot add to her stigma.

"Which courtyard does that slave dog belong to? Who is his manager? Thirty strokes of the cane, sell him off immediately."

If it were anyone else's family, they would have beaten him to death with sticks, but Mrs. Lin was not a cruel and bloodthirsty person.

When Mrs. Lin gets angry, the pressure she exudes is so great that not everyone can withstand it.

The servant who came to report knelt on the ground with weak legs and kowtowed continuously.

Lin Zhaoyue thought for a while and thought of another possibility.

"Get up, and call the steward over to me."

What Mrs. Lin thought of, Lin Zhaoyue naturally thought of as well.

She is indeed not suitable to show up.

Lin Zhaoyue called the steward and reminded him about Chu Bai's matter before letting him go with peace of mind.

She still has great confidence in the ability of the steward.

"Okay, I understand. Please stay at home and wait for news."

After receiving the order, the steward went out.

The chief steward has always been vigorous and decisive. When Lin Zhaoyue was practicing sword with Seventeen in the backyard, she saw the chief steward walking in with Chu Bai, who had a bruised face and nose.