The Killer's Cleansing Manual

In the early morning, the warmth of the two people filled the quilt, and listening to the cold wind blowing outside, they became even more reluctant to get up.

Lin Shanjuan had an injury on his right hand, so he could only lie on his side facing Qi Zhaomian. The two of them lay facing each other, and Qi Zhaomian opened his eyes first.

The sky outside was dark, perhaps because it was still snowing. With the doors and windows closed, the house became even darker, as if it was still dark outside.

Qi Zhaomian heard Lin Shanjuan's soft breathing. She knew that this person was very close to her, but she could only see an outline.

Last night she suffered from insomnia as usual and was tossing and turning. But when she heard Lin Shan's tired breathing, she fell asleep without realizing it. She didn't wake up in the middle of the night and has been sleeping like this ever since.

It's all thanks to her, she thought, her lips curling slightly.

"Lin Shan is tired, it's time to get up."

Lin Shanjuan heard a little noise and responded, but his brain had not yet fully started.

Qi Zhaomian listened to her humming in agreement, but couldn't hear what she said clearly. He moved closer and poked Lin Shanjuan's shoulder.

"It's time to get up."

Lin Shanjuan frowned, the feeling of comfort pulling her away from awakening. She turned over and held onto Qi Zhaomian, not wanting her to wake up either.

Qi Zhaomian was completely unprepared, and before he knew it, he had been pulled into Lin Shanjuan's arms, with Lin Shanjuan's gentle palm patting the back of his head. His nose was filled with her unique scent.

Qi Zhaomian had never been treated like this by a stranger before. Only when he was a child, when he took a nap in his mother's arms, would she pat his head like this to coax him to sleep.

She subconsciously pinched something, hesitating between continuing to sleep and waking her up.

Before she could hesitate for too long, Xiao'er's voice rang out: "Your Highness, someone from the Ministry of Justice is looking for the Prince Consort. He said there's something urgent."

Qi Zhaomian's eyes, which were almost closed, suddenly opened. She was a little annoyed that she was almost coaxed to sleep as easily as a child.

"Lin Shan is tired, get up."

The third time, Lin Shanjuan finally responded. Qi Zhaomian heard her counting down, but before he could figure out what this trick was, Lin Shanjuan suddenly sat up.

"Turn on the lights."

Xiao'er came in and lit the candle. Some light came in from outside the bed curtain. Lin Shanjuan suddenly felt a chill on his chest and couldn't help shivering.

Qi Zhaomian was still lying there, staring with wide eyes at... Lin Shanjuan's chest, which was exposed after his shirt was suddenly opened.

As Lin Shanjuan shivered, they jumped and suddenly jumped into Qi Zhaomian's eyes. She suddenly felt that her mind was full of... it.

It turned out that the thing he had just grabbed unconsciously was her belt.

Lin Shanjuan was much more awake due to the cold, and murmured, "Princess, I'm awake..."

She saw Qi Zhaomian's face flushed with shock. He looked along her hand and saw her own belt, her torn clothes, and...

I rely on.

Lin Shanjuan quickly snatched the belt from her hand and even tied a knot in a panic.

"You...you..." She stuttered, not knowing what to say for a moment.

What does this mean? Why are you taking off my clothes all of a sudden? Aren't you supposed to get up?

Qi Zhaomian bit the soft flesh beside his lips and stood up, pretending to be calm: "I... I didn't think..."

"No!" Lin Shanjuan interrupted her hurriedly, "It's...it's not impossible. I'm not ready yet. You...oh, not today anyway! I'm leaving first!"

She babbled nonsense and was about to leave. Qi Zhaomian was stunned and immediately understood what she had misunderstood.

What I want to say is: I didn’t expect this to happen.

What she was thinking was probably: I didn't expect you to wake up.

Qi Zhaomian: ...

If you hadn't hugged me at the beginning, how could this have happened?

She grabbed Lin Shanjuan's collar without hesitation, and the latter looked at her in surprise: "But...but it's morning now."

Qi Zhaomian's face darkened, and he tilted his head slightly to stare at her: "Do you think I want you to serve me?"

Lin Shanjuan looked at her hand: "...what else?"

Qi Zhaomian took a deep breath and said, "Okay, since you just said that today is not possible, then why don't you tell me when it is possible, huh?"

Lin Shan's heart was in her throat. She just said it casually and didn't want to refuse too firmly and make the other person angry.

Any day? No day!

"I……"

Qi Zhaomian pushed her to the corner of the bed. Lin Shanjuan leaned against the bed rail, looking at Qi Zhaomian who was gradually approaching, especially the intimidation and oppression in her eyes. Suddenly, she felt a dryness in her throat and swallowed subconsciously.

Qi Zhaomian's black hair slid down her round shoulders. She pulled the curtain again, and her body shadow instantly fell on Lin Shanjuan.

The bed wasn't that big, and there was nowhere for her to escape.

The pair of eyes that usually contained false tenderness were now filled with dark clouds. Lin Shanjuan didn't know why she was angry. Was it because his rejection disturbed her interest?

Or... does she really want to do something now?

Realizing that he had been forced into a corner, Lin Shanjuan stretched out a hand to stand between the two of them.

"Princess, calm down...it's daytime now..." She said as she retreated, but there was no way back.

Qi Zhaomian ignored her until they were close enough to hear each other's breathing. Then he pushed aside her ineffective barrier, lifted her chin, and looked straight into her heart. Lin Shanjuan felt as if her mind was even more confused by this look.

"Why are you hiding?" Qi Zhaomian asked.

Lin Shanjuan subconsciously grabbed the quilt tightly. He couldn't think of any answer in his mind. It was all a mess.

It’s not entirely my loss if I give a kiss to such a beautiful sponsor.

...Maybe she was just joking...

What the hell! She took off my clothes!

Maybe it was just accidental?

Forget it, just kiss her. Since she is prettier than me, she is at a disadvantage!

Qi Zhaomian could tell that she was thinking about some irrelevant things again, and perhaps she didn't hear what he said at all.

Such speculation made her even more dissatisfied. How could she be so distracted? This matter must be made clear, lest she always think that a princess like me still has some improper thoughts about her!

"It was you who took the initiative to hug me..."

"Chi-"

Qi Zhaomian never expected that she would suddenly come forward to him while hiding from him. The touch on her lips seemed like an illusion and flashed by. She covered her mouth in disbelief. Lin Shanjuan took the opportunity to get out of bed quickly, grabbed his clothes and ran away.

There was no sound in the empty room, causing the noise of the brief kiss just now to echo in Qi Zhaomian's mind. Her lips moved for a long time, and after a long time, she held back her tongue and bit her lips with her teeth.

What on earth was this person thinking? First he misunderstood, then he rejected her, and finally, halfway through his escape, he suddenly fought back?

What does her kiss mean?

Could it be that she has fallen in love with me?

But what does it mean that she kissed and ran away?

Qi Zhaomian couldn't figure it out. He just felt that he was not only taken advantage of but also abandoned. He was in a bad mood. After calling Xiao'er in a deep voice to help him wash up, he wanted to ask for clarification during breakfast.

but --

"Your Highness, the Prince Consort said he had something urgent to do and left in a hurry with the adults who came to look for her. He didn't even have breakfast. Do you want to send it over?"

Qi Zhaomian's expression suddenly became even more depressed: "Let's retreat."

deliver?

Seeing you running so fast, I guess you’re not hungry!

I’d rather starve to death!