The Killer's Cleansing Manual

She still remembered that this person was the eldest princess who held the power of life and death over countless people, so she was very polite and did not say anything presumptuous.

"You're angry?"

Xihe didn't want to say any more to her: "If you keep talking, I'll have your tongue cut off!"

She smiled slightly, her face still as gentle as during the day, but her tone when she said this was very fierce.

But Lin Shanjuan didn't take it seriously. Instead, he covered his mouth cooperatively.

"Won't others laugh at you...for marrying a mute bride?"

What mute bride? What's the connection?

Xihe simply couldn't understand what was in her mind. Sometimes she was talking about "hand chicken" and sometimes "mute bride". She just thought she was noisy: "This palace keeps her word."

Lin Shanjuan chuckled softly, then suddenly pulled out a dagger from Xihe's waist. "Don't be so mean. If you really wanted to deal with me, you would have done it a long time ago. You're not saying what you mean."

She didn't notice the murderous intent that flashed in Xihe's eyes. She put the dagger back and walked to the door of the side hall. She groped to open the door and said goodbye to her.

"Good night."

Good night?

Xihe found that he didn't understand most of the words she said, but looking at the maid who was kneeling in panic and begging for punishment, he decided not to do anything for the time being.

No matter how crazy or stupid she is, as long as she doesn't cause any trouble, the mansion can still feed her.

The people around are in the mansion, so it is not easy to investigate her. If we let her go, it will be difficult to catch her if there is any clue.

Xihe glanced at the maidservant who was kneeling on the ground trembling with fear, and said without a trace of emotion: "If you do it again, you won't have to serve me anymore."

The maidservant was so frightened that she didn't even dare to tremble: "Yes..."

Xihe looked meaningfully at Lin Shanjuan, who was able to find his bed and lie down by himself, then turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Half a minute later, Yue Liu also came back quietly to report.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has returned safely to the palace."

Xihe sighed inwardly: "Thank you for your hard work. You've been exhausted all the way. Go back and rest."

Yue Liu stood up in response. Xihe suddenly mentioned Lin Shanjuan again, "Find someone to investigate Huang Yue. No matter how many people we ask, we must thoroughly investigate this person's true nature."

Yue Liu was stunned, thinking that there was something unusual about Huang Yue again, so he went down to make arrangements.

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The consequence of a hangover is that you will have a splitting headache when you wake up the next day.

A white hand stretched out from the purple quilt. Lin Shanjuan couldn't find his cell phone anywhere, so he turned over with difficulty to free his arm which had been numb from being pressed.

She rubbed her eyebrows, pulled off the quilt, and opened her eyes in a daze.

What comes into view are light-colored gauze curtains and mahogany tables and chairs bathed in sunlight.

Lin Shanjuan closed his eyes and sighed, once again struck by the fact that he had "traveled through time". He maintained the same posture as before, lying in bed and unwilling to get up.

The maid waiting outside looked at the sun for the fourth time, hesitated for a moment, and then went forward and knocked on the door.

"My future husband, it's already 9am, time to get up and have dinner."

Lin Shanjuan took a while to realize that she was being called. She closed her eyes and quickly recalled everything that happened yesterday. She remembered that she had agreed to be the princess consort, and she responded reluctantly. Just as she was about to support herself and get up, she felt a needle-like pain in her neck.

"hiss---"

This familiar feeling...stiff neck again?

She has a very strange habit when sleeping. As long as there is nothing around her, she will definitely wake up on her stomach the next morning.

Therefore, she usually puts a pillow or a doll next to her before going to bed.

But she was so drunk last night that she even forgot how to get back to her room, let alone such a small matter.

When the maid heard that she was about to get up, she rushed in to serve her, fearing that she would turn over and fall asleep again.

The stiff back of her neck limited the arc of her head, and Lin Shanjuan's gaze was forced to be fixed at a forty-five-degree angle to the left, looking directly at the maid who came in to help her wash.

The old woman held a basin of water and occasionally looked up with confusion.

She watched Lin Shanjuan stare at her without blinking as she took out the wet wipes, then stared at her as she rinsed her mouth, and finally even stared at her as he helped her undress.

Finally, the old woman could no longer bear her scorching gaze and scolded:

"The future prince consort is the one who will marry His Highness. He should just take a closer look at His Highness. What's so good about an old woman like me?"

Lin Shanjuan: ...

She opened her mouth in pain and pointed at her neck: "I... I have a stiff neck. Or rather... Anyway, I can't move for the time being, do you understand?"

The old woman was startled, then coughed dryly, "Old man, I've dressed you. His Highness is waiting for you in the study. Come with me."

An awkward atmosphere gradually spread. Lin Shan stood up with a stiff neck, not caring about not having breakfast. She didn't usually eat breakfast anyway.

The two men walked one in front and one behind. Lin Shanjuan couldn't see the road clearly, so he walked past them awkwardly while greeting the maids in their puzzled eyes. After stumbling several times, he finally arrived at the study door.

She closed her eyes and unilaterally named today Death Monday... or was it Tuesday?

The old woman bowed respectfully and said, "Please come in, my dear Prince Consort."

Lin Shanjuan wanted to nod, but his neck was so painful that he just waved his hand.

The old woman lowered her head and walked away. Lin Shanjuan pushed the door open and went in. A faint fragrance suddenly came into her nostrils. She couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then she heard Xihe's gentle laughter.

"If you like this incense, I'll have someone bring some to you."

Lin Shanjuan still remembered the cold look she gave him last night. This person was really good at pretending. After one night, she put on a gentle face again.

But she kept talking about giving him something to give him. Lin Shanjuan remembered her false tenderness, coughed dryly, and walked over with his head tilted stiffly.

Seeing that she didn't answer or say anything, and didn't even look at him, Xihe was puzzled and asked patiently, "Why doesn't the prince consort look at me?"

Lin Shanjuan paused, wanting to cry but unable to, and sighed, "I... I have a stiff neck..."

The moment she said it, she thought: Is this a modern way of saying it? People in ancient times might not understand it.

Xihe's mouth twitched. Looking at the stiff standing posture, he couldn't help but laugh when he thought about how this man was drunk last night.

Yue Liu beside him couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, which was heard by Lin Shanjuan.

Wow, it turns out you understand.

She raised her eyebrows and changed the subject, "What did you call me for?"

Xihe threw a look at Yueliu, then looked at the awkward Lin Shanjuan:

"Yesterday, I have already made an agreement with the Emperor. A eunuch will be here to deliver the imperial decree granting the marriage, and a nanny will be here in the afternoon to teach the Prince Consort the etiquette of marriage."

Lin Shanjuan knew that their marriage was just a superficial one, where each of them got what they needed. He didn't care whether it was early or late. As long as she had food and clothing and didn't starve, it was enough.

"Okay, I understand. Anything else?"