Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Without time to think about anything else, Tao Yao hurriedly asked: "Why? Why did you kill Zhou Yan?"

A hint of disappointment flashed across Lu Che's cold eyes. "He's dead, so what? Is the reason so important?"

Tao Yao was startled. Yes, she had almost forgotten that Lu Che was an assassin from Wuyan Pavilion. He must have killed many people before. To him, killing someone was as easy as eating or drinking.

She didn't say anything else, took a few steps back, and tried to close the door again with the lock broken.

Lu Che quickly pressed down on the door panel. He was of course much stronger than her, so the door panel was fixed in the middle, and the two of them were frozen in place.

Lu Che didn't want to explain too much to her, but seeing her stubbornness, he patiently said to her, "You can't marry Zhou Yan. I promised my father that I wouldn't let you live a hard life."

"So, you killed him?" Tao Yao's eyes were full of confusion. "Do you have to use this method?"

Lu Che suddenly felt a surge of anger. He knew that Tao Yao, having forgotten everything in the past, would find everything he did now incomprehensible.

It's strange to say, he hopes Taoyao will remember everything and remember the pain of the past like him, but he also thinks it's good for Taoyao to live heartlessly like she does now, because she will always be happier than him who is in pain.

"Yeah. Kill him, so what?"

Lu Che's voice was terribly cold, like an ice cube that had been frozen in an ice cellar for ten years, which made one feel a chill in the heart when touched.

"For you, I can kill as many people as I want."

His hand, which was pressing on the door panel, suddenly moved forward a few inches and touched Tao Yao's fingertips, which were cold. Both of them were stunned.

The movement was frozen in place, unable to move forward or backward.

Tao Yao felt the heavy and hot breath of the man in front of her, which was completely different from the cold words that came out of his mouth.

His heart was clearly burning hot, just like the omelet in her hand.

In her opinion, they had only met a few times, but he always acted like a madman, always doing things that were unbelievable to her.

He killed a man for her, but what about her? Should she be grateful to him or afraid of him?

In the silence, they suddenly heard footsteps not far away.

"The patrol is here, hurry up and leave." Tao Yao didn't even think twice and pushed Lu Che's hand hard.

Unexpectedly, this push resulted in Lu Che grabbing her hand. His palm was broad and rough, covered with thick calluses, and it rubbed against her delicate fingers, hurting her.

Tao Yao hurriedly stepped back and struggled to pull him away, trying to pull her hand free.

"Hey! What's going on over there?"

As the footsteps approached, Tao Yao looked towards the direction of the footsteps with trepidation and said anxiously, "Go away! You don't want to live anymore, but I still want to live!"

Lu Che was a little incredulous: "You really aren't leaving?"

"I'm not leaving." Tao Yao said firmly.

It has to be said that Lu Che is sometimes as stubborn as a bull, and sometimes very flexible.

The last time he met Chu Huanjun, this time he met the patrolling yamen runners. He ran away without any hesitation and disappeared in a flash.

Tao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, carefully closed the gate, and tiptoed back.

The patrolling yamen runner's voice rang out from outside the door: "Hey, did you hear any noise here?"

Tao Yao felt a little guilty and replied slyly, "Ah? No? There were a lot of mosquitoes, buzzing non-stop, and it kept me awake."

The yamen runner sneered and scolded her, "Nonsense! It's winter, where did the mosquitoes come from? I just heard some noise over here, it must be a thief who sneaked in, I'm going to go look for them. You better behave yourself and don't have any bad intentions. The yamen is guarded everywhere, even at night!"

Tao Yao quickly responded, "Yes, yes, yes. You're worrying too much, little brother. I'm being held captive right under Lord Song's nose. How could I dare to have any evil thoughts?"

Perhaps because he was in a bad mood on duty at night, the patrolling yamen officer walked away cursing.

Tao Yao let out a long sigh, pinching the greasy egg pancake in her hand, feeling a little uncomfortable.

In the shabby little house, Tao Yao lit an oil lamp on Song Zhishou's tattered little desk.

The candlelight was dim and the window was leaking. The cold wind blowing in made the candlelight tremble, casting Tao Yao's thin shadow on the yellow wall, which also trembled with the wind, like a demon or evil spirit, which made Tao Yao tremble with fear.

Tao Yao looked down at the pancake in her hand. The pancake had already been blown cold, and was sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped green onions. The crust was fried crispy with grease.

She pinched the cake with both hands and raised it to her nose. The aroma of burnt lard mixed with the fragrance of fermented cake crust suddenly entered her nostrils, causing her to sneeze loudly.

It smells so good, and she is so hungry.

She picked up the omelet, opened her mouth wide and took a big bite. The soft and flexible crust instantly burst with scallion-flavored oil as she chewed it.

Although the pancakes were cold, Tao Yao's heart was warm, as if she was squatting on the pancake stall herself, with the hot fire in the stove burning right in front of her, warming her knees.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the bag of Longjing tea cakes that were thrown on the ground.

Tao Yao felt a pang of pain in her heart and shook her head vigorously, trying to throw the Longjing tea cakes into the sky.

She was so hungry that she finished the egg pancake as big as her face in no time.

She thought that if she had the chance to see Lu Che again, she would ask him where he bought the egg pancake.

After eating and drinking her fill, Taoyao turned off the lights and prepared to rest. She untied her hair and rolled over to the haystack in the corner, where she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

Tao Yao buried her face in the haystack out of curiosity. A fresh fragrance of dry straw with a scent of sunshine penetrated her nostrils. It turned out to be the fragrance coming from the haystack.

It’s so nice - Tao Yao rolled on the haystack filled with the smell of sunshine, feeling a sense of ease in her heart. However, behind this sense of ease seemed to be a bomb, which was a dangerous sign that could explode at any time and anywhere.

Song Zhishou must not be a particular person, which is why he made his study so shabby. But after all, he is also a scholar, and he even opened a small skylight on the top of the beam in this shabby house.

Tao Yao lay flat on the haystack, and could see the moon outside the skylight. The night wind blew in gusts from the window, but it was not cold at all. The thick haystack was probably exposed to the sun, and it was still warm in the cold winter. It hugged her body, making her feel a little safe in this strange place.

Some say that where my heart is at peace is my home. Tao Yao had been in this world for so long, and most of the time she had lived in fear in the Shi Mansion. This was the first time she had experienced such a peaceful and tranquil night.

It seems that being a suspect is not such a bad thing.

Tao Yao turned over contentedly, closed her eyes, breathed long and steady, and soon fell asleep.