After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning deliberately emphasized the word "important" and then looked around at the servants standing around: "Your Majesty, can you talk to me in private?"

Xiao Yi looked at her suspiciously, and finally waved his hand and said, "All of you leave."

"Yes."

After the servants left, Xiao Yi sat back on the cushion and glanced at Shen Bingning with a sharp gaze: "What's the matter?"

Facing Xiao Yi's puzzled gaze, Shen Bingning suddenly knelt down on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Yi was not expecting this. He frowned slightly and looked a little puzzled.

Without waiting for his reaction, Shen Bingning reached out and lifted up Xiao Yi's trouser legs, exposing the fair skin of Xiao Yi's calves. Her eyes were full of surprise: "Shen Bingning, what exactly do you want to do?"

A hint of annoyance appeared on his usually calm face. He could no longer bear it and reached out to pull her.

Just as he exerted force, an unidentified object slipped from Shen Bingning's hand.

Xiao Yi calmed down a little, frowned and examined the things on the ground, which turned out to be herbs.

"Your Majesty's old leg injury recurred during the Spring Banquet. I have been looking up information and found that using these herbs for massage can relieve pain and speed up recovery."

Shen Bingning explained patiently while stealing a glance at Xiao Yi's expression. Seeing the anger on his face gradually dissipate, she gained courage in her heart. She lowered her head, bit the corner of her lip, and frowned: "Your Majesty, can you let go?"

Xiao Qian woke up as if from a dream and quickly let go of his hand. The red mark left on his wrist was actually a bit glaring.

"Is this the big deal you're talking about?"

"Your Majesty's health and well-being are the most important things in the world."

Shen Bingning responded calmly, picked up the herbs, and said gently: "Can we start the massage now?"

Xiao Yi was speechless.

Shen Bingning understood what he meant and immediately took action, rubbing the herbs in her palms into a dark green juice, and then massaging it evenly and forcefully on his legs.

"How do you feel, Your Majesty?"

"Fortunately."

Xiao Yi's answer was concise and clear.

Shen Bingning smiled and continued massaging: "The herbs need to be massaged and absorbed constantly. I plan to come here every day. I will see the effect in about half a month."

She spoke earnestly, but Xiao Yi just lowered his eyes, gazing deeply at the attentive woman in front of him, as if he wanted to peer into her thoughts through her eyes.

Shen Bingning felt the gaze from above, her heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly put on a smile: "Is there something wrong with you staring at me like this?"

Xiao Yi's mouth twitched slightly, but his eyes were frighteningly cold. His slender fingers gently touched her cheek, and he murmured in a low voice: "Didn't you give this scar yourself? What's the wind now? Are you regretting it?"

Shen Bingning was speechless for a moment and wanted to turn around to continue the work at hand, but he held her chin tightly.

"Why is the Queen silent?"

Xiao Yi's eyes became sharper, as if fine needles were piercing her skin. His thin lips curled up into a cold smile, and he said in a low voice:

"Don't you like being a queen?"

Shen Bingning opened her mouth: "I——"

"Or do you want me to call you sister-in-law like before?"

Guilt surged like a tide, Shen Bingning's lips trembled slightly, and she squeezed out a word from between her teeth: "Xiao Yi, I really regret my past behavior."

Her words were firm and sincere.

Xiao Yi's back was tense, his fingers tightly grasping the beautiful but short-lived face in front of him, his narrow eyes full of haze: "So, sister-in-law, why don't you tell me, where have you been for the past three years?"

Shen Bingning's thoughts were racing.

It's not like she hasn't considered it.

But the reality is that no matter what explanation she gives, she cannot suddenly disappear on her wedding night.

Any excuses seemed so weak.

The situation was urgent, and she could only look at the man who was almost out of control in front of her with tears in her eyes: "Xiao Yi, calm down and listen to me, okay?"

After hearing this, Xiao Yi finally let go of his hand: "Okay."

Shen Bingning breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to lower her head to massage his legs, saying softly: "You may not believe anything I say, but the situation at the time forced me to find a strong support. I had no intention of hurting you, but Xiao Qian forced me to do it to you..."

I'm sorry, Xiao Qian.

Shen Bingning muttered to herself.

Anyway, you have done a lot of bad things. Now that you are gone, let me give you another push.

Xiao Yi's voice was emotionless, as if he was confirming: "You said that everything you did to me was because of Xiao Qian's threats?"

"Yes……"

Shen Bingning nodded quickly and said sincerely: "I thought Xiao Qian just wanted to punish you and warn you so that you wouldn't act rashly. I didn't expect him to have such a cruel heart that he wouldn't even let his own brother go!"

Having said this, she deliberately pretended to be even more angry than Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi half-leaned lazily on the couch, patiently listening to her endless chatter while she pushed all the blame onto the late Xiao Qian.

The dark eyes were as deep as a pool, impossible to see through.

Until she finished indignantly, hitting the nail on the head: "Where have you been for the past three years."

Shen Bingning shuddered. She didn't expect that she still didn't have it. He put this question aside for the time being and had to bite the bullet and continue to make up: "Xiao Qian threatened me. I thought he would stop after we got married, but I didn't expect him to kill me..."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "You mean, my brother not only forced you to attack me, but also wanted to kill you?"

"That's right! In order to save my life, I had no choice but to flee. For the past three years... I have been living a life worse than death!"

Shen Bingning was afraid that he would not believe it, so she described it vividly.

"then you--"

Just as Xiao Yi was about to ask more questions, she suddenly pulled her hand away and stood up. She ignored the dry herbal marks on her palms and forced a smile, saying, "The massage is over. Your Majesty needs to rest. I will not disturb you. I will take my leave now."

After saying this, without allowing Xiao Yi to interrupt, Shen Bingning fled the hall like a rabbit.

Looking at the figure leaving in a hurry, Xiao Yi pursed his lips and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

"Show up."

"As ordered."

Facing this unpredictable king, Lu Zhong asked hesitantly, "Why did your majesty let the queen leave?"

Even she could see that the Queen avoided talking about those three years and deliberately changed the subject. How could the Emperor, who was so wise, not notice this?

Xiao Yi straightened his clothes, his left leg still warm from her massage: "If she doesn't want to say it, then the answer forced upon her is not sincere."

"But the queen..."

Xiao Yi picked up the teacup, looked at the amber color rippling in the tea, and said firmly: "She is lying."

Lu Zhong's expression changed drastically, and he knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Queen must have something to hide..."

"How many days have you known her? Do you trust her so much?"

Xiao Yi laughed sarcastically, his eyes cold: "Lu Zhong, since you have been with me for many years, I would like to kindly remind you not to believe what that woman said."

"Slave..."