The Killer's Cleansing Manual

After scaring the person away, Qi Zhaomian looked at Lin Shanjuan, trying to figure out why she had just gone against her usual behavior and defended him.

Lin Shanjuan was enjoying his after-meal dessert, and he felt very uncomfortable when he felt the gazes coming over from time to time.

She looked at the snacks in her hand, then looked at Qi Zhaomian, thought for a while, picked up the plate and handed it to her.

Qi Zhaomian:?

Lin Shanjuan: "Don't you want to eat? Otherwise, why are you always looking at me? Here, I'll give it to you."

She seemed to find it difficult to give up the snacks. She didn't even raise her eyes while saying this, and kept looking at the snacks.

Qi Zhaomian closed his eyes, and lost any desire to explore her. He subconsciously defended himself:

"I'm not looking at you just to get some snacks!"

wrong!

"I didn't look at you."

She spoke each word clearly. Lin Shanjuan curled his lips and quickly took the snack back. This reaction made Qi Zhaomian's face even gloomier.

"Okay, okay, you didn't look at me, you didn't look at me, I'm just too narcissistic, okay."

She always utters some words that I don’t understand. Is it her hometown dialect?

Qi Zhaomian asked without hesitation, even temporarily forgetting his previous little emotion: "What does narcissism mean?"

Lin Shanjuan paused chewing, thought for a few seconds, and explained to her:

"That's right, I think I'm really good. I'm pretty and have a good figure."

Qi Zhaomian nodded, looked Lin Shanjuan up and down, and said seriously, "Then I am also narcissistic."

Lin Shanjuan couldn't help laughing, "Why, Princess, do you also think you are the most beautiful among all the ladies?"

Qi Zhaomian shook his head. "I also think you are quite pretty and have a nice figure."

Lin Shanjuan's smile froze, and he hummed softly because he felt so happy about her praise.

"You have quite a good eye. I really wonder who among us is the one who is tempted by her beauty."

This person, after being given a chance, started to climb the ladder. Qi Zhaomian stood up and ignored her: "If the prince consort has nothing to do, go to the Ministry of Justice as soon as possible. Stop talking nonsense and make me unhappy. I won't..."

"If I've upset you, I'll just try to comfort you." Lin Shanjuan also stood up and walked to her side. "I'm good at comforting people."

He treats himself like a puppy and still brings food to people, which really shows that he knows how to coax people.

After blowing out the candle, Lin Shanjuan covered himself with the quilt and lay down. Thinking of the General Ye Lang who was in Zhennan that the maids had mentioned in the afternoon, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

According to the maid's description, wasn't this a definite "return of Bai Yueguang"? At that time, that boy might not be able to become a prince consort with just one word. What if he threw me out of the princess's mansion, further away from her, and it would take a long time to help her realize her wish.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Lin Shanjuan turned his head towards the bed in the darkness:

"If you meet someone you like in the future and you don't need me to be your consort anymore, can you let me be your bodyguard?"

Qi Zhaomian was also thinking about Ye Lang's return. He took a deep breath when he heard this. Why was she so active with her guards? Was being a consort wronged by her?

But when I think about it carefully, he probably heard some rumors, so he felt that his position as the prince consort was in jeopardy.

After figuring this out, Qi Zhaomian showed some patience: "I will never marry again. Marrying you is the last time."

Qi Yili has grown up now, and her last marriage to dispel the ministers' doubts has achieved its purpose. In another three to five years, Qi Yili will be able to sit firmly on the throne, and she will no longer need to play games with anyone.

It’s too tiring and too troublesome.

Lin Shanjuan analyzed her words and thought of the Ye Lang described by Bai Shu, whom hundreds of people looked down upon.

"Yeah, he's not worthy of you either."

It goes without saying who this "he" is.

Qi Zhaomian deliberately lowered his voice a few degrees: "Does the Prince Consort like to dictate my feelings?"

It’s over, he’s called the prince consort again.

Lin Shanjuan chuckled: "I'm sleeping. I'm already asleep."

Qi Zhaomian turned over and faced inward, refusing to pay attention to her.

But after a while, Lin Shanjuan suddenly said, "Princess, I'm actually quite suitable to be a guard. I..."

"I can only be widowed. If you insist on being my bodyguard, then..."

"I was talking in my sleep! I was talking in my sleep! Good night, Princess!"

Qi Zhaomian was amused by her panicked change of words. A slight curve appeared on his lips, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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The next day, Lin Shanjuan had no choice but to get up early again.

Although she didn't have to go to court today, she couldn't be late on her first day at work and keep a group of people waiting.

The maid helped her put on her official uniform. The delicate purple satin made her look more noble, but her spirit was lacking.

Until late last night, she was still lamenting that she might lose her job in the near future. She even dreamed of Qi Zhaomian marrying a man and her being thrown out of the imperial city.

Therefore, she did not sleep well that night. Even though she was sitting at the dinner table, her mind was still wandering in the quilt.

Qi Zhaomian took a sip of porridge with dignity. He caught a glimpse of the man's head about to fall into the porridge bowl, so he had no choice but to remind him.

"Did your Majesty not sleep well last night?"

This topic was not something a maid should listen to, so Xiao'er immediately turned her back.

Lin Shanjuan rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm fine. I just had a few nightmares and I'm not in the mood."

Nightmare? Qi Zhaomian looked at her: "What did you dream about?"

Lin Shanjuan swallowed the porridge and looked at her without blinking: "I dreamed... I was displaced and homeless! Wuuwuwu..."

Qi Zhaomian couldn't keep up with her sudden acting, so he looked away and stopped looking at her.

"If we delay any further, the nightmare may become a reality."

Lin Shanjuan then realized that he was going to be late. He couldn't eat anymore. He stood up, grabbed his official hat and ran out: "Bai Shu! Go!"

"Prince Consort! Be careful!"

The morning was in such chaos that Qi Zhaomian shook his head helplessly and glanced at the snacks on the table that he had not had time to eat.

"Xiao'er, take this with you and find someone to take it to the Qingzheng Division later."

Homeless? Did she really think that Ye Lang would kick her out?

What an unfounded worry.

After dinner, Qi Zhaomian went to the back garden to feed the fish, and Yue Liu walked to her side with a sword in hand.

She picked up a few fish food and threw them into the lake, then casually asked, "Who was talking nonsense yesterday and let the prince consort hear it?"

Yue Liu had been secretly observing Lin Shanjuan all day, so he naturally saw the scene and reported it truthfully: "It was Yan'er and Hong'er."

A hint of coldness flashed across Qi Zhaomian's eyes, and Yue Liu immediately said, "But the Prince Consort didn't take it to heart and even warned them, so I didn't report it."

"How did she warn you?"

Don’t care, I’ve already warned you, but you’re still worried and can’t sleep in the middle of the night?

Yue Liu repeated: "If your mouth is idle, find something to eat and stop gossiping."

Qi Zhaomian let out a light laugh and threw the remaining fish food into the lake.

"Let's send those two away. They probably can't get enough to eat in the Princess's mansion, so they're gossiping."

She is loyal and knows how to protect me in front of others and behind their backs.

She is easy to manipulate, a little clever, sharp-tongued and quick-witted, knows how to protect her shortcomings, and is also quite pretty.

It is difficult to find such a chess piece and prince consort. What else does she have to worry about?