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

The rich scent of ambergris mixed with the light scent of magnolia was so disgusting that Lin Zhaoyue wanted to vomit.

She turned her face away and did not answer Xiao Yan's question.

Xiao Yan couldn't understand why it was she who hit him and why she was the one who got angry!

A powerful hand grabbed the girl's slender white hands and shackled them above her head. The free hand pinched the girl's chin and forced her to look directly at him:

"Huh? Why are you angry?"

Lin Zhaoyue looked at him coldly, her lips tightly pursed, and she said nothing, her refusal to communicate was obvious.

Seeing that she wouldn't say a word even if she was beaten to death, Xiao Yan suddenly felt angry.

Xiao Yun has been accustomed to keeping a low profile since he was a child. No matter what happens, he can always remain calm and composed. However, he always loses control when facing Lin Zhaoyue these two days.

It feels like I want to vent all my anger in this life in these two days.

The hand pinching her chin tightened more and more, and her dark eyes became darker and deeper under the dim candlelight. The emotions in her eyes were surging, like a deep whirlpool, attracting people to sink and finally fall.

The candlelight flickered, and his face was half in darkness and half in light.

The bright side is extremely handsome, like a god.

The dark side is like a Shura evil ghost, gnawing at human flesh and bones.

The collision of two extremes makes people's scalps tingle and their hearts tremble.

Lin Zhaoyue's throat was dry and she swallowed unconsciously.

Noticing Lin Zhaoyue's nervousness, Xiao Yan curled the corners of his lips, released her chin, and stroked her fragile cervical spine with his cool hand.

The cold touch felt like a snake slithering and entwining around her neck.

Lin Zhaoyue's delicate skin was covered with goose bumps and her body was stiff.

Xiao Yan smiled suddenly, and his jade-white hand touched her delicate red lips, rubbing them with his fingertips:

"Hmm? You're not going to talk yet?"

Lin Zhaoyue's eyelashes moved slightly and her lips were tightly pursed.

Xiao Yan's voice continued:

"It's very soft and sweet here. Once you taste it, you'll be obsessed with it. Since Miss Lin doesn't want to talk, then I won't say anything..."

As he spoke, Xiao Yun lowered his head and pretended to kiss her.

This disgusting lunatic!

When the distance between the two was only a finger, the girl finally spoke:

"Xiao Yan, do you know that you stink?"

Xiao Yan's whole body froze instantly.

"Your mouth stinks too!"

As she said this, Lin Zhaoyue pretended to spit it out.

Lin Zhaoyue was so disgusted by Liu Yiyi and him that she wanted to vomit. Seeing that she did not look fake, Xiao Yun almost ran away.

Looking at Xiao Yun's leaving back, Lin Zhaoyue breathed a sigh of relief. She thought this madman would not care, but she didn't expect that he still had some self-respect.

Xiao Yun ate and talked in simple language, and bathed in flower petals all year round. Apart from the smell of ambergris on his clothes, he himself had a very light floral fragrance.

In her previous life, when they were having sex, she was infatuated with the scent of his body.

Qingzhu saw Xiao Yan coming out of her young lady's room with hurried steps and a puzzled look on her face. The tears that she had been pretending to show Miss Bo's concern were half hanging on her eyelashes.

Thinking of something, he quickly walked into the yard:

"Miss, ma'am..."

Hearing Qingzhu's voice, Lin Zhaoyue calmed herself down and half leaned on the bed.

"Miss, how did the prince get out of here just now? Did he do anything to you?"

Qingzhu walked in with an anxious look on his face.

Lin Zhaoyue knew that she was worried about herself, so she shook her head and said comfortingly:

"The prince just came to see me, nothing more."

Then he looked at her and said:

"Win or lose?"

After dinner in the evening, Qingzhu went out to discuss with Shen Yanzhou, and she also went to watch.

Although she didn't understand much, she could vaguely see that Qingzhu seemed to be hiding his strength when he was sparring with Shen Yanzhou, and he kept looking at her from time to time.

As if he was afraid that she would find out!

Although Lin Zhaoyue really wanted to see whether the fight between the two masters could be as earth-shattering as in the storybooks, Qingzhu felt uneasy seeing her there, so he went back first.

Hearing Lin Zhaoyue's words, Qingzhu's eyes suddenly turned red, and her little pearls fell one by one, crying:

"Miss, Qingzhu lost! Master Shen is too powerful, Qingzhu can't beat him...hiccup."

At the end he even burped.

Lin Zhaoyue reached out to hug her distressedly, patting her on the back and comforting her:

"Mr. Shen is the prince's man after all, so his skills are naturally formidable. It's not shameful if I can't beat him."

"Miss... wuwuwu~"

Qingzhu hugged her young lady's soft and fragrant body and cried loudly. Her tears flowed non-stop as if they were free. She buried her head in Lin Zhaoyue's chest, soaking Lin Zhaoyue's clothes with her tears. However, where Lin Zhaoyue couldn't see, the corners of her mouth were raised.

The young lady in her family is the most vulnerable to being soft-hearted!

The crying was so sad that it could soften even the hardest heart.

Lin Zhaoyue tried to comfort her in a panic, and it took a long time before she calmed down.

Looking at her red and swollen eyes, I asked someone to bring her hot water to reduce the swelling.

Qingzhu was applying a hot towel to her face. Seeing Lin Zhaoyue calling for a new quilt, she asked in confusion:

"Miss, wasn't this quilt just changed?"

Lin Zhaoyue's almond eyes flickered slightly, and she said:

"It's dirty..."

……

The next day, Lin Zhaoyue got up early, and while Xiao Yan was attending court, she threatened to kill herself to force the guards guarding the gate of the villa, and took Qingzhu with her to leave the villa and return to the Duke's Mansion.

If we stay any longer, Xiao Yan might go crazy again.

As soon as Lin Zhaoyue came back, she lay on the bed.

I'm very tired, but I can't fall asleep.

There was something Xiao Ying said that was very true. At her current state, even if she was given another ten years, she would not be able to beat Xiao Ying.

Lin Zhaoyue patted the quilt in annoyance, wrapped herself in the quilt like a silkworm cocoon, and rolled around on the bed.

When it was time for dinner, Qingzhu came to call her, but Lin Zhaoyue was not even in the mood to eat.

The whole person is agitated and decadent.

Qingzhu was very depressed because of losing to Shen Yanzhou. Seeing Lin Zhaoyue sleeping in the room, he locked himself in the room and sulked.

Chunhe looked at these two people and was completely confused.

After the door was closed and Chunhe was sure to leave, Qingzhu changed his clothes, climbed out of the back window, and left the Duke's Mansion quietly...

……

The weather is very good today. Lin Wan saw that Lin Zhaoyue looked listless, without any energy, and didn't eat.

He directly and rudely pulled her out of the quilt, asked the maid to bring her some food, forced her to eat two bites, and then forced her to go outside to bask in the sun.

"Okay, sis, I'm fine!"

Lin Wan looked at her suspiciously and said:

"Tell me the truth, have you been bullied in the palace?"

"No way, I'm the second daughter of the Duke's Mansion, and with Ranran here, who dares to bully me!"

"Really?"

"Of course, okay, sister, I'm just tired of playing in the palace and want to be alone. Go and embroider your purse!"

After seeing Lin Wan off, Lin Zhaoyue sighed softly and lay on a lounge chair in the yard to bask in the sun.

The spring sun is always warm, not too hot nor too cold, and it makes people's pores relax.

"Qingzhu, peel a lychee for me."

After waiting for a long while, there was no movement.

Lin Zhaoyue then remembered that Qingzhu had lost the martial arts competition with Shen Yanzhou and was now throwing a tantrum in the house and didn't want to see anyone.

That's all, that's all!

Lin Zhaoyue took away the account book that was blocking her face and was about to peel it herself when a crystal clear fruit flesh was presented to her.

The man's finger bones were as hard as bamboo, his fingertips were as thin as bamboo shoots, his skin was delicate, and his hands were even more slender and whiter than a woman's.

"Miss, here it is."

A clear young man's voice sounded in her ears. Lin Zhaoyue looked up, looked at the person in front of her, and frowned:

"Why haven't you left yet?"