The male god is about to wear and tear down

This time the situation is more serious, the prince seems to be serious and issued an iron order:

If it is found that the princess has fled without authorization, all the servants in the house will sit down together.

Afraid of hurting others, Lu Jiayi and Qianqian did not act rashly.

This trip really took effect. Although the scripts published in the capital are still popular, the root cause has been cut off, which makes it much easier to investigate and deal with.

What's more, the Seventh Young Master was banned, and no new scripts were released. The fans of the book felt uneasy. They didn't know what would happen to the writer, and they didn't dare to talk about it in public.

However, after only a period of silence, the new script has been circulated in the world again!

This time, it is a sequel to "Passing the Door", the plot is more twists and turns, and some descriptions are even more unbearable.

It is even written that the prince in the book loves but cannot be jealous because of love, imprisoning the male princess, and taking the initiative to sit on it every night to have sex.

Zhou Heting didn't believe that this was the work of his absurd princess, but seeing the imprisoned plot, he had to believe it.

Pointing at Sang, scolding Huai, carrying private goods...

This is Qigongzi.

On this day, Zhou Heting returned home after a long absence.

He didn't ask his servants to report, but chose to hide in the side room alone, waiting for the changes.

In the middle of the night, he saw Qianqian holding something and rushing towards the princess' bedroom.

After waiting for a while, he instinctively felt that the other party should relax his vigilance, so he followed calmly.

As he thought, the servants stationed outside the princess' bedroom slept soundly with their arms folded.

And he was not surprised to see that the maid Qianqian was lying beside the door, spreading pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the floor, writing vigorously.

Through a door, came the clear and clear storytelling voice.

The princess said something, and Qianqian remembered it.

Now he understood: why the princess was confiscated of paper and pen, and there were still new scripts circulating.

At present, it seems that a more exciting plot is being carried out. Qianqian blushes when she hears it, but she still clenches her teeth and insists on making an excerpt.

While writing, she complained shyly, "Princess, you are too presumptuous. If the prince knows, it's okay..."

A voice came from inside the door, "I'm afraid he won't succeed! I just want to piss him off! The angrier he is, the more proud I am!"

Qianqian sighed, picked up the pen to dip in the ink, raised her eyes and suddenly saw a pair of upright short boots standing in front of her, her expression froze.

She raised her head and was facing the prince's face full of emotions.

With a startling smile on his brows, the prince raised a finger to his lips, signaling her not to speak.

Qianqian saw him leaning over, her own terrified face was clearly reflected in those dark eyes.

The hair that has not been dipped in ink falls straight to the ground.

……

Inside the door, Lu Jiayi didn't know what was going on outside the door, and leaned against the door to look at the beams inside the house, continuing to conceive his vengeful works.

Just like before, he said inside the door, and Qianqian recorded outside the door.

For fear of interrupting his train of thought, she usually doesn't talk too much.

But after describing this large section of the plot, he didn't wait for Qianqian to say a word.

He sat up on his knees and leaned against the door and whispered, "Qianqian! Qianqian?"

Qianqian did not respond.

Lu Jiayi felt uneasy, but she didn't dare to make it loud. She could only comfort herself that Qianqian was so tired that she fell asleep that night that she didn't hear her own voice.

At the same time the next day, Lu Jiayi still leaned against the door and waited until the outline of a person appeared on the frame, he quickly turned around and whispered: "Is it Qianqian?"

But soon, his excitement faded away.

Qianqian is petite, and he has long remembered her outline.

The person in front of him was tall, and by visual inspection, he was even taller than him.

The man said: "You can only think of her first?"

Undoubtedly, it was Zhou Heting's voice.

Lu Jiayi was a little flustered, he didn't know what happened to Qianqian.

When he proposed this plan to Qianqian before, Qianqian hesitated, but for the sake of the princess, she still compromised.

Lu Jiayi had gambled before, based on his understanding of Zhou Heting and his attitude towards the women in the Spring Yin Pavilion, even if this person talked cruelly, he would not really do anything too extreme.

But now that Zhou Heting replaced Qianqian and really stood outside the door, he felt a little guilty.

"The one I trust the most here is her..." Lu Jiayi swallowed her saliva and said reluctantly, "Why can't I think of her?"

"what about me?"

Lu Jiayi thought it was funny, and laughed, "How could it be your turn?"

The people outside the door were silent for a moment, and then said: "Then you have to learn to trust me from now on."

"What do you mean?"

"She won't show up again."

Lu Jiayi's expression froze, and she hurriedly got up, but saw the figure outside the door getting longer and longer, as if it was drifting away.

"Zhou Heting!" He threw himself on the door, slammed the door wildly, and shouted, "What do you mean! You come back! Make it clear! Where is Qianqian! Where did she go! Zhou Heting, come back!"

Seeing the figure getting smaller and smaller, Zhou Heting seemed to have walked away.

Lu Jiayi was terrified, so she could only raise her voice and slam on the door with greater force, trying to attract the other party's attention: "Zhou Heting! You can't hurt her! Zhou Heting, come back! Zhou Heting, why are you coming at me! Don't force me to hate you! Zhou Heting—”

From the hoarse cry at the beginning to the exhausted begging at the end, Lu Jiayi, who was locked inside the door, called the prince and the servants outside the door, but no one responded to him.

He slammed the door so that the side of his hand was red and bloody, and his voice was broken, but he didn't wait for Qianqian's voice.

It didn't wait until Qianqian was embarrassed occasionally, but always smiled cutely and called him "Princess".

flourishing!

flourishing……

Lu Jiayi retreated into a corner of the room and fell silent.

three days later.

squeak-

The door was pushed open, Zhou Heting raised his legs and stepped into the room.

Behind him were a few servants serving meals, who probably heard the news of Lu Jiayi's hunger strike again and came to personally urge him to eat.

When he first entered the room, Zhou Heting didn't see where the concubine was at the first glance. He rummaged through several places with his eyes, and finally saw a huddled figure in the shadow of the wall next to the bed.

He walked over, casting a shadow on the opponent, completely blocking the light that was not enough.

Maybe it was because he was tired. Lu Jiayi closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he felt the figure in front of him, he frowned and opened his eyes——

Seeing Zhou Heting, his face immediately darkened.

Zhou Heting squatted down and looked at the other side.

The servant behind him diligently handed over a bowl of rice, he took it, put it on the ground, and pushed it to the other person's feet, without saying a word, waiting for the other person to respond.

Lu Jiayi looked down at the steaming bowl of rice. He was very hungry, but he didn't want to eat. He closed his eyelids weakly, and his voice was hoarse, "You hate me? Why don't you execute me?"

"This king said that this king doesn't hate you."

At some point, Zhou Heting had already started putting on airs in front of him, calling himself "my king".

"Then why are you doing this to me?"

Zhou Heting seemed to be hesitant when asked, and it took him a long time to say: "You pretended to be a concubine and made up scandals to shame this king."

"Then take revenge on me! What are you doing with Qianqian!"

When Qianqian was mentioned, Lu Jiayi was rarely angry, but after shouting this sentence, she fell back weakly.

Zhou Heting looked down at the rice and then at him again, "Eat."

"When you eat, this king will tell you where she is."

Hearing this, Lu Jiayi immediately sat up, picked up the rice bowl and stuffed it into his mouth in a disorderly manner. He didn't know who he was taking revenge on. Several mouthfuls.

Seeing his eating, Zhou Heting's face became even more ugly, but he didn't say a word.

"Cough, cough cough!" Lu Jiayi finished stuffing the meal and hung the bowl upside down, "I'm done eating, she, cough, where is she!"

"Do you feel sorry for her so much?"

"Where is she!"

Zhou Heting's eyes sank, "I gave you a marriage, and you're married."

Hearing this, Lu Jiayi loosened his hand and the bowl shattered to the ground.

He looked at the other party in disbelief, as if he suspected that he had heard wrong, but the other party's expression was cold and indifferent, which made him unable to believe it.

He pushed Zhou Heting hard, but his strength was limited, but he couldn't push at all.

He shouted: "Why do you control her life! She doesn't want to marry yet! Why do you! Why do you!"

He was so hungry that he couldn't think at all, and couldn't think of any words of reprimand, so he could only chew these words over and over again.

Zhou Heting stood up and took a step back, "In the palace, we only talk about royal power, not human rights."

"you……"

Lu Jiayi was hungry and angry, his eyes were dim, and he passed out directly.

In the chaos of consciousness, Lu Jiayi couldn't find an exit.

He couldn't figure out why Zhou Heting was such a person.

He was entangled by countless clues, unable to get rid of it, unable to find a way.

Until Lu Jiayi noticed herself.

He is trapped by the other side.

And the reason why he was trapped was not because the other party was a straight line, but because the other party was a complex, tortuous and contradictory curve.

Zhou Heting is a wimpy person, seemingly willing to be mediocre, but he emphasizes his authority.

Zhou Heting is a person who is curious about him and will use all means to entangle him, but he never shows favor, only hurts.

He saw the contradiction and realized the way out.

He has to untie it first.

Untie Zhou Heting from himself.

Lu Jiayi woke up.

I thought that after this conflict, the princess would either have a complete break with the prince, or would be completely depressed and decadent.

But the servants saw that although the princess was not as lively and cheerful as before, she was indeed much calmer and more well-behaved.

Ask any questions and answer any questions, and eat well without messing around.

It seems that the prince is really good at controlling his wife!

However, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

It's not that Lu Jiayi has learned to be good, he is holding back a wave of anger.

Little Jailbreaker didn't get any favorability points in this dungeon, and he couldn't open the lucky bag to exchange props, so he could only...

Take down the ceiling!

By the time people realized what was wrong, Lu Jiayi had already torn out a hole in the wooden eaves on the beam and got out.

A servant was holding a broom to pull fallen leaves. When he looked up and saw the princess standing dangling on the eaves, he was frightened——

"oops!"

Originally, Lu Jiayi was standing on the beam with his arms outstretched, walking quite steadily, but when he was called out like this, he was so frightened that he almost lost his balance.

"Shhh!" Lu Jiayi immediately motioned to the other party, and looked wildly at him, implying that the servant should keep quiet.

The servant nodded "Oh", and thought of Qianqian's end, he turned his head and shouted: "Come on! The princess is running away again!"

The author says:

Lu Jiayi (sharpening the knife): What about sweetness?

...It's sweet, it's sweet, it's sweet now, it's sweet now!

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