The Killer's Cleansing Manual

She looked at Lin Shanjuan in confusion as he walked to the window, opened it and looked out, then took a step forward, struggled to get out of the window with one hand, and finally climbed out.

The window only framed her shoulders. The man smiled and waved at her in the night: "Good night, Your Highness!"

Qi Zhaomian suddenly had a feeling that she was having an affair. She closed her eyes and was about to call the man to stop her. As soon as she opened her mouth, she heard the guy slam the window shut.

Qi Zhaomian: ...

Okay, I've tried every means to make you comfortable, but you're being too considerate, aren't you?

If you like sleeping in the side room, go ahead! You'll freeze to death!

She took off her hair accessories with a sullen face. A cold wind blew in through the window. She shuddered subconsciously and couldn't help but look towards the side room again.

I don't know how serious her injury is, and it's even colder at night than it is now...

But she wanted to leave on her own initiative, and I didn't drive her away. Even if she comes back, she has to come back on her own initiative. How could I possibly condescend to invite her?

"Your Highness, I will help you wash up."

Qi Zhaomian looked towards the door and came up with an idea: "Come in."

Xiao'er came in with some water, but didn't see Lin Shanjuan, so she felt confused.

Qi Zhaomian noticed her reaction and sighed softly, "The prince consort still prefers the concubine. Bring her a few quilts later. Don't let her get too cold."

Xiao'er was startled: "Your Highness, the side chamber is cold and the prince consort is frail. I'm afraid he can't stand the cold wind at night."

Qi Zhaomian stood up and walked to the bedside: "You go down and serve the prince consort carefully."

Xiao'er went downstairs with a frown. Qi Zhaomian opened the window a crack and saw Xiao'er go out and go straight to Nanny Chen.

She curled the corners of her lips slightly, got into bed, covered herself with the quilt, and waited for what she had imagined to become a reality.

Sure enough, not long after, she heard the faint voice of Nanny Chen coming from the door next door. Then, within a few breaths, the window was opened and Lin Shanjuan called out softly:

"Princess! Can I...can I come in first?"

Qi Zhaomian raised the corner of his lips, but did not answer, pretending not to hear.

Lin Shanjuan had already heard Nanny Chen say, "I've brought you a quilt." Without caring about anything else, she quickly climbed into Qi Zhaomian's room, quickly closed the window, and ran to the door to laugh.

"Oh, Aunt Chen, I'm here!"

Nanny Chen looked at her in surprise: "Oh, I heard that the prince consort wanted to sleep in the side room, so I came to deliver the quilt."

Lin Shanjuan smiled awkwardly: "I...I'm going back to get some clothes, not to sleep."

Nanny Chen nodded and ordered the maid behind her: "Quickly pack up the Prince Consort's things. Why are they still in the side room?"

The maids agreed in unison, then opened the door and went in to collect their things. Lin Shanjuan's vision went dark, and he managed to maintain an awkward smile.

Nanny Chen bowed and withdrew: "Then I will not disturb your rest."

Lin Shanjuan laughed dryly: "Take care, Ma'am."

Watching the people walk away, the maids in the side room also left with her familiar bedding, and she closed her eyes in despair.

"Does the prince consort like to leave the door open to enjoy the fresh air?"

The light scolding scared Lin Shanjuan so much that he quickly closed the door and moved forward step by step. Qi Zhaomian couldn't help laughing and pulled the quilt up a little to cover his mouth.

"Um...Princess, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Qi Zhaomian opened her eyes. The quilt covered her eyes, so Lin Shanjuan could only see her eyes. There was a hint of cunning in those beautiful fox eyes, but he thought he must have seen it wrong.

The sponsor is mature and steady, how could he be cunning?

"Didn't Juan'er go to sleep in the side room? Why are you coming here again?"

The more she asked, the more embarrassed Lin Shanjuan became: "I... Nanny Chen is here."

Qi Zhaomian suppressed his laughter and said, "Didn't Nanny Chen leave?"

Lin Shanjuan was about to cry but had no tears: "But...but she took away my quilt too, leaving only the bed board, Princess."

As she spoke, she approached. Qi Zhaomian saw that she was wearing thin clothes and could not bear to tease her anymore. He closed his eyes and said, "Wash your feet before coming up."

Lin Shanjuan immediately became happy. In fact, she had been coveting Qi Zhaomian's bed for a long time. It was soft and looked comfortable. Wasn't it much better than the one in the side room?

She quickly washed her feet, and when she approached Qi Zhaomian's bed, she suddenly realized that she was very cold.

Qi Zhaomian hadn't fallen asleep yet. He listened to her approaching and suddenly heard her jumping around.

?

She opened her eyes and saw that the man was indeed doing something on the ground, falling down and jumping up again.

What's wrong with this?

"what are you doing?"

Lin Shanjuan, who was doing the burpee, said: "I'm cold, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Qi Zhaomian: ...

She turned around vigorously and made room for Lin Shanjuan: "If you want to make trouble, go sleep on the bed."

Lin Shanjuan sensed her irritation and hurried to the bed. She stepped carefully onto the bed, causing the quilt to sink. Qi Zhaomian impatiently tugged at the quilt, but the silky smoothness of the quilt caused Lin Shanjuan to fall.

"Ugh--"

When Qi Zhaomian heard the scream, he opened his eyes impatiently and was about to tell her to go back when he was suddenly pressed under him.

Lin Shanjuan's weight did not make her feel suffocated, but instead... she felt an indescribable comfort.

"Hmm..." Qi Zhaomian groaned, and Lin Shanjuan inexplicably heard the lingering charm and swallowed subconsciously.

"I...I didn't mean it."

Qi Zhaomian frowned and looked at her. There was a lot of panic in Lin Shanjuan's eyes, but he didn't go down.

"What about now? Was it intentional?"

Lin Shanjuan was confused: "What?"

Qi Zhaomian looked at her confused expression and asked, "Are you pressing me down on purpose, or did you forget to leave?"

Lin Shanjuan hurriedly retreated, lying flat beside Qi Zhaomian, and carefully covered himself with the quilt: "It wasn't intentional."

Qi Zhaomian heard the fear in her tone, thinking that she must be afraid of being kicked off the bed again, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"How's the wound on your arm?"

She wasn't angry at all, and she even cared about my injury!

Lin Shanjuan raised the corners of her lips. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that after coming back this time, Qi Zhaomian's attitude towards her was better than before.

"It's okay, just a superficial wound."

Skin trauma?

Qi Zhaomian turned and looked at her: "Let me see."

Lin Shanjuan didn't hesitate and rolled up his sleeves to show her. Although it was wrapped thickly in silk, bloodstains could still be seen.

Judging from the area covered by the silk, the "skin injury" must not be so minor.

She turned her head and imagined in her mind how Lin Shanjuan had escaped death.

There was Ye Xi, who was also quite skilled, but still got injured. There must have been quite a few killers.

Lin Shanjuan turned around and seemed to see her worry. After thinking for a while, he put his right hand on Qi Zhaomian.

Qi Zhaomian turned around in confusion: She didn't even dare to cover me with the quilt just now, but now she dares to hug me so quickly? What was going on in her mind?

Lin Shanjuan met her gaze, smiled, and hugged her tightly. Their two bodies pressed together through two layers of underwear, their warmth transmitting to each other, bringing a palpitating feeling to both of their hearts.

"It's so cold, the wound hurts even more."

Installed.

Qi Zhaomian commented in his heart and threatened verbally: "You are a little presumptuous tonight."

Lin Shanjuan shuddered and began to pretend to snore.

This childish trick made Qi Zhaomian laugh and cry. Feeling the weight on his body, he did not push her away even though he felt very uncomfortable.

It's really cold tonight.

she thinks.