The prince can read minds! I just want to be a princess and have a bad time

It's not that she didn't want to send it, she just forgot about it...

I could only look at my best friend eagerly, "Good Yu'er, can you let me cut in line?"

As soon as the words came out, the second princess refused to accept it. "No! Absolutely not! I have been waiting in line for two months and it is my turn now. If you cut in line now, you will just be using the master in my quota! Absolutely not!!"

The second prince also spoke up, "That's right, I asked Prince Zhuo early in the morning, but he refused to help me through the back door!"

Since Shen Yu's designs are extremely complicated and the craftsmanship must be kept secret, there are not many professional embroiderers that the Ye family can use, otherwise they would have increased production long ago.

Shen Yu shrugged and patted her bestie's hand, "Listen, the people's voice!"

Ye Muan: "…………" Where is the only best friend you promised me?

So, love disappears, right?

……

As night falls, the outline of the mansion becomes faintly visible in the darkness. Lights have been quietly lit all around, and a warm yellow halo diffuses in the night, adding a bit of warmth to this quiet night.

A gravel path winds forward, paved with round and smooth stones. They lie there quietly, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. On the path, the lights cast mottled light and shadows, illuminating every inch of land, and even the tiny dust is clearly visible.

"Lu Yingxing, wait a minute..."

In the darkness of night, a woman's angry voice was heard again in the main room. The courtyard was already empty. During this period, the servants would consciously leave after the prince and princess went to bed. Nanny Zhang said that they should leave space for the masters.

"Ma'am, how long do I have to wait?"

The man's slightly rough breathing sounded, and it seemed that even the bright moon hanging high in the sky was blushed by the burning breath.

Shen Yu's heads were pressed tightly on top of her head, and she felt a heavy pressure, as if the weight of the entire world was pressing on her.

She stared at him with tears in her eyes. Although they had done more intimate things before, they had never crossed the last line of defense. She was afraid that if she gave herself completely to him, there would be no way back.

She couldn't explain to him the source of her fear, nor could she suppress the almost morbid pickiness in her heart.

She knew that this was unfair to Lu Yingxing. His tolerance was actually almost perfect for these ancient men. She tried to convince herself, but the fear of being abandoned was like an abyss that could never be filled. "I... I need to think about it."

When Lu Yingxing heard this, he almost laughed out of anger. His wife, whom he had married in a formal ceremony and had slept with for months, actually said she wanted to think about it? And he actually let her think about it? It was so absurd that he just thought about it! !

Suddenly, his eyes focused, his body rushed out as fast as lightning, and he jumped out of the window.

"Who!" he shouted angrily, his voice filled with endless anger and dissatisfaction, echoing in the night, as if to tear apart the darkness around him.

Everything in the night seemed to tremble at this roar, even the air seemed to freeze. Dozens of secret guards quickly appeared in the night. Wu Liu, the leader, immediately knelt down and reported, "Your Highness, calm down! No one can escape. It's Commander Wu Chen who is catching rats again."

A powerful aura emanated from the opposite side, making him dare not look up.

Lu Yingxing glanced at the people around him with a sharp gaze, and a tense and solemn atmosphere quietly spread. "You'd better have a good reason, otherwise..."

How dare you let people approach Hemingyuan?

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a fierce tiger, ready to pounce on the prey hiding in the darkness. No one dared to answer, but all the guards had the same thought in their minds: Commander Wuchen was in great danger this time! !

Lu Yingxing stepped into the room again and his eyes fell on the thin woman. She was sitting quietly at the table wearing only a thin cloak, her black hair hanging on one side, her eyes bright, her teeth white, her red lips slightly parted. Zhou Shen exuded a fatal attraction.

The anger in his heart was ignited again. He strode forward, pressed Shen Yu on his thighs, and hugged her tightly with his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his body and not give her any chance to escape.

He lowered his head into the crook of her neck and suddenly, bit her neck lightly. He wanted to punish her severely, but at the same time, he didn't want to let her get hurt in the slightest.

"Ah!" Shen Yu screamed. She didn't expect this bastard to go crazy as soon as he entered the room. "Lu Yingxing!!"

He looked up at her, his eyes flashing with both fierceness and tenderness. These two conflicting emotions were intertwined repeatedly. He said nothing, but just gently stroked her hair, again and again, not knowing whether he was relieving his own emotions or hers.

At this time, Wu Chen's voice sounded outside the door, "My Lord, I accept the punishment."

The palace seemed unusually quiet under the night sky. There was no response from inside the door. Wu Chen knelt quietly on the ground. The prince's silence made him a little confused. Finally, the sound of footsteps was heard. After the palace returned to calm, someone finally spoke from inside, "Come in."

Lu Yingxing's voice was cold and calm, like the surface of a lake in late autumn, seemingly calm, but those who knew him well understood that this was when he was extremely angry but was trying hard to suppress his emotions. "Wu Chen, do you admit your guilt?"

Wu Chen lowered his head, clenched his hands, and his palms were slightly sweaty. His heartbeat, no longer calm as before, seemed particularly abrupt in this depressing atmosphere. "Your Majesty, Wu Chen acknowledges his guilt and I am willing to accept the punishment."

The prince slowly approached, and every step seemed to step on his heart. The voice above his head sounded again, and every word was icy cold, "Heh! You know your crime? Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Wu Chen's body paused slightly. He raised his head blankly, met the prince's sharp gaze, and slowly said, "I... I didn't catch him fast enough?" His voice was a little hoarse, but every word was full of uncertainty.

Over the years, Prince Zhuo's mansion had been raided at night so many times that even they were unable to count them all. Therefore, a fixed procedure had long been established between the visible and covert guards to deal with such intrusions.

Let the person in first, see what he wants to do, see if there is an insider, and then arrest him, interrogate him, and execute him before he leaves.

For the traitors who are proven guilty, death will be their only destination. Isn't this... the same process every time?

The steps have been the same every day for ten years and it has become a routine. They have now become interested in this cat-and-mouse game and have become more skilled at catching and releasing people. But this time... what's different?

Lu Yingxing narrowed his eyes slightly, and got angry when he saw the man kneeling there with a confused look on his face! !

The prince's gaze was like two cold blades, piercing his eyes, as if to see two holes in him. Wu Chen had no choice but to ask again tentatively, "Should we... not let him into the palace?"