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After a moment's silence, Lu Xin calmed down.

It was impossible for him to be as smart as the prime minister's legitimate son who was the General of the Jinwu Guard, nor did he have the extraordinary brains of Miss Shen and the prime minister's second son, nor did he have the ability to shed tears like the prime minister's third son.

I am the fish on the chopping board, and whatever they say is what I am.

He nodded, "I understand. Thank you, Prime Minister, for the reminder."

But he couldn't help but ask curiously, "General Zhonglang, I know there are countless women in the capital who want to marry you. Why did you choose Miss Xinyue Shen? Your two brothers like her too, right?"

Mo Linqing also sat on the ground and chatted with him calmly, "Actually, I just admired her at first and thought she met all my fantasies of a woman I admired. But after hearing the news of her death and seeing her body, I suddenly realized that I regretted not cherishing the time I spent with her.

I am the Lieutenant General of the Jinwu Guards. Protecting the people is my responsibility, but not hers. No matter what cards she has, the fact that she wiped out the bandits is enough to leave a deep impression in my heart.

Of course, if what I said makes you also like Miss Shen, then don't blame me for beating you up every time I see you! I just want to say, even if she kidnaps you, please don't have any murderous intentions towards her. "

"So it was Miss Shen who wiped out the bandits in Yilin Mountain?" Lu Xin's eyes widened.

"is her."

"I promise you."

Lu Xin lowered his eyes, and the scene described by his brother echoed in his mind.

The woman is not afraid of life or death and is brave and invincible.

I heard that she was a woman who fainted when she saw blood, so she covered her eyes with a black veil.

His brother Jianguo was one of the hundred people who went with him.

The reason he was chosen by the Fifth Prince was that he had a blood feud with the Yilin Mountain bandits.

He volunteered to join the army, but because he was fighting in the battlefield, he did not return home for five years. The village chief thought he had died in the battlefield and gave his helpless wife and daughter to bandits.

Lu Xin couldn't forget Jianguo's words: "I don't regret defending my country. I only regret my lack of ability and my lack of voice in the court. I have to watch so many women suffer the same fate as my wife and daughter, and I have to watch those bandits run rampant, feeling helpless."

A few days ago, Jianguo came to him with great interest and described the scene to him.

The brother who had been blaming himself and feeling regretful for years finally had a smile on his face.

He knew that it was Miss Shen who led people to suppress the bandits, but he didn't expect that it was just one person.

Only then did he truly believe what the three brothers said, that Miss Shen was forcibly pulled out of the gates of hell and was kind by nature.

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Night came quietly. Just like yesterday, Shen Shuangyue first knocked Lu Xin unconscious, then asked the waiter to bathe Lu Xin, change his pants, and put him on the bed.

Then she entered the room, put her arm behind Lu Xin's neck and helped him up.

She took out clothes and put them on Lu Xin. She watched his wheat-colored skin gradually being covered by the prisoner's clothes, and then a little bit of it appeared from the holes in the clothes. She swallowed her saliva.

According to the plot, she tied Lu Xin's hands and feet, as if he was really a prisoner being tortured.

The handsome man's black hair was scattered casually on the bed, and his clothes were tattered. But when he opened his eyes, he just struggled in shock for a moment, and his expression returned to his usual indifference, like a deep pool, cold and distant.

Shen Shuangyue looked at the scene in front of her with satisfaction, her eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of playfulness on the corner of her lips, and pinched Lu Xin's chin, "Little Master, I'm here to play with you again."

Lu Xin thought about cooperating and blinked, "Hit!"

Shen Shuangyue's smile disappeared, and she felt a little upset: "Could you please stop speaking with that Northeastern accent?"

"I don't think I have an accent!" Lu Xin looked puzzled.

Shen Shuangyue held her forehead, took a deep breath, and said fiercely: "I don't care whether you can hear it or not. Anyway, if you say it again, I will stuff your stinky socks into your mouth!"

Lu Xin was silent for a moment. "Then let's make a deal. I'll try not to talk and cooperate with you, but you won't stuff socks into my mouth!"

Shen Shuangyue: "..." Why did she feel that Lu Xin seemed to be enjoying it?

Forget it, people should learn to please themselves.

As long as nothing that could upset her happens, she won't think about it.

The night is hazy and smoke is curling up.

Shen Shuangyue sat on the edge of the bed, admiring the abdominal muscles exposed from the gap in the prison uniform in the candlelight.

Today she will perform the role of bewitching a tortured prisoner.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise, and she stretched out her fingers and placed them on the abdominal muscles exposed by her clothes.

Strictly adhere to the plot.

In fact, the plot is presented in the form of memories, and she can play freely, but the fixed lines and scenes in the plot must be performed.

She leaned over and gripped his neck tenderly, feeling his Adam's apple play with her fingers.

According to the plot, she pressed her fingertips hard, digging her fingertips into his neck.

Lu Xin felt a slight pain in his neck and immediately let out a short, muffled groan, then turned his head to a place where he could not see Shen Shuangyue.

Shen Shuangyue's breathing was slightly stagnant.

This sound... makes people's heart surge just by listening to it.

She could only take a deep breath to calm herself down.

But his breathing was a little faster than before.

She followed the plot and moved her face closer to his earlobe.

Lu Xin felt the scorching breath getting closer and closer to him, and subconsciously turned to look at Shen Shuangyue.

Unexpectedly, her strands of hair fell on his lips, and he met her rippling eyes.

The faint scent of jasmine lingers at the tip of the nose, and a slight itchy feeling spreads from the corners of the lips to the heart.

My breathing suddenly became rapid and my mind went blank.