The Killer's Cleansing Manual

When Qi Zhaomian returned to the princess's mansion, half of the sun had been blocked by the mountain peak.

The bright red sunset casts an orange-red cast everywhere, creating peace and tranquility.

Several maids came forward and helped Qi Zhaomian get off the carriage.

Qi Zhaomian stepped on the ground and asked casually, "Where is the prince consort?"

The maid bowed and said, "The prince consort went to the palace today and just came back. He said he wanted to paint in his room."

Painting? She can paint?

Qi Zhaomian was suspicious, nodded, and took light steps to see what the man was painting.

However, as soon as she walked into the inner house, she saw the person "painting in the room".

Lin Shanjuan was lying on the raised eaves, his arms behind his head, one leg raised, and the other leg hanging to the side, swaying slightly.

A breeze blew her hair and cast a faint shadow on her face.

Qi Zhaomian could feel how comfortable that person was just by looking at him.

The maid beside him felt a little hot in the face and wanted to ask Lin Shanjuan to come down.

Qi Zhaomian waved his hand and said, "All of you should leave. Don't alarm the Prince Consort."

The maids looked at each other, bowed and retreated.

When you first entered the palace, wasn't it the eldest princess who said, "I hate people who don't behave properly the most"?

Now climbing over the eaves is no longer considered as "improper behavior"?

The maids had all left, but Qi Zhaomian still didn't say a word. He just stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Lin Shanjuan, thinking about what she had said in the afternoon.

"I will help her fulfill whatever she wishes for."

"Then you must find out, and tell me immediately what she wishes for."

She didn't expect these words to come out of Lin Shanjuan's mouth. She had always suspected that Lin Shanjuan was taking orders from someone and was an enemy.

But all the signs since we met showed that she seemed to care more about her own wishes than the assassination opportunities she deliberately left for her.

This is also the reason why she never kept a distance from Lin Shanjuan. With Yue Liu protecting her in secret, she created opportunities for solitude several times just to give Lin Shanjuan a chance to let go.

But Lin Shanjuan didn't seem to want to kill her. Instead, he was very concerned about her wish.

If she approached him as a commoner, just to fulfill her own wish, she would surely get a richer reward from it.

what is it?

There was once a person who said, "I will help her fulfill all her wishes," but later when she made a wish to him, it was like wishing into an empty valley, with no response.

The older she got, the more she had no control over her own affairs. Since then, no one had ever asked her what she wanted. They just thought that as the eldest princess, she should always have everything she wanted.

But there were two things that she had struggled for many years but still could not get.

That is the clear and bright court and its sincere treatment of her.

She considered the former her life's destiny, something she had to fight for, but the latter had long been gradually consumed over the long years.

In order to help Qi Yili gain power, she married the sons of four powerful officials in succession, and she also thought about settling down among these people.

But what those people did on their wedding night, even their expressions, were exactly the same, as if they were cast from the same mold.

Lust, greed.

These people are like maggots, how can they be worthy of her purity?

Over time, love and belonging have become a joke.

However, today she once again heard such touching words, spoken from the mouth of that free-spirited man, with a hint of arrogance and a lot of seriousness.

If it were three years ago, she would have believed it without a doubt and would have been deeply moved.

But now, such a promise came too late. She no longer had any expectations in her heart, so it could not cause any waves.

The sun was setting, but the orange light did not fade.

Lin Shan was tired of lying down, and a small insect landed on her face. She rubbed her eyes and sat up with some effort. When she turned around, she was caught off guard and looked into those extremely beautiful eyes.

Those eyes were filled with the afterglow of the sunset, a lingering smile, and some other emotions.

Lin Shanjuan's mind suddenly flashed with a sentence that he had seen everywhere before crossing over -

Her eyes contain the best things in the world, like the Milky Way, but better than the Milky Way, which makes me obsessed.

Qi Zhaomian stood alone in the courtyard, looking up at her. Her light pink dress turned orange-red, and the afterglow on her face diluted her coldness and hypocrisy, making her look exceptionally gentle.

Lin Shanjuan was speechless. The two of them stared at each other for a long time before Qi Zhaomian asked, "Hasn't your Highness seen enough?"

With this reminder, Lin Shanjuan woke up as if from a dream. He smiled a little embarrassedly, slid down the edge, and walked a few steps to Qi Zhaomian.

"came back?"

Qi Zhaomian smiled and nodded, then walked towards the main hall. As he walked, he asked, "I heard from the maid that you were painting. What are you painting?"

Lin Shanjuan blushed, remembering the portrait he had drawn for the servant, and chuckled dryly, "Well, better not ask about that. My drawing was nothing more than a mess of rotten ink."

And when she was halfway through painting, she ran into Nanny Chen who came to bring her ginseng soup. Her mouth spitting all over the place made her feel completely hopeless.

Hearing her disparaging his own work like this, Qi Zhaomian couldn't help but raise his lips and say, "If the Prince Consort prefers painting, you can ask someone to teach me."

Is this the feeling of ruling from a superior?

Lin Shanjuan felt relieved, thinking that everyone had clearly heard it behind the screen, and since no one asked, it would appear more upright if he "confessed" first.

"The Emperor asked me to come over at noon."

She brought it up on her own initiative, and Qi Zhaomian was somewhat satisfied - he had not hidden anything from her.

"What are you doing?"

She pretended quite well, Lin Shanjuan complained in her heart, but she put on a serious look and repeated the official position entrusted to her by Qi Yili.

Qi Zhaomian nodded: "Since he is willing to use you, you should not betray his trust. You will be in front of people in the future. If there is anything that makes you uncomfortable, please tell me."

Lin Shanjuan nodded, then thought of something: "Nothing else, just... how should I address you? Do I always call you Princess?"

The two of them didn't even know each other's names since they met. From a modern perspective, Lin Shanjuan felt that this was a bit too unfamiliar, and it was not consistent with Qi Zhaomian's occasional desire to show intimacy.

What if one day someone suddenly says the princess's other name and I'm confused, then won't everything be exposed?

Her request was not excessive. Qi Zhaomian opened his mouth and said, "Qi Zhaomian."

Lin Shanjuan was stunned for a moment, then he felt a bit happy: "Now that I hear it, our names are quite compatible."

Qi Zhaomian looked at her curiously - match? Where does it match? Does it rhyme?

Lin Shanjuan pondered for a moment and uttered a neatly parallel seven-character verse: "The deep and quiet forest makes the mountain weary; the clear and rippling moonlight illuminates people's sleep."

Qi Zhaomian pondered for a moment, and seemed to see a picture of the moonlight in the mountains before his eyes. Just as he was expressing his admiration for the artistic conception, Lin Shanjuan suddenly became excited.

"So, am I quite cultured?"