Chapter 9: The Damned Scent

"Why didn't you come today?" He changed the subject. "Huh? Yes...... Because...... Because...... Oh, because the slave just had a headache, so she didn't come. ”

Because he was put under house arrest by Feng Kaize!

Feng Yaxiang thought in annoyance, but she didn't say it, for fear of embarrassment if she said it.

He doesn't need her to say it explicitly, he also knows the reason, doesn't he know about her status in the family?

Besides, he had also let the wind find out.

Ask, it's just a redundant question.

"Does it still hurt?"

Gently holding up her delicate face, a thin sword mark on her neck has just begun to slowly scab over.

I was angry at how I did it to her, I was really impulsive.

Feng Yaxiang was stunned for a moment, gritted her teeth and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt." ”

When I raised my eyes, I saw that his eyes were full of distress, and there was a trace of strangeness in my heart, and my little face was unconsciously reddened.

Is it too hot in the house?

Or in the face of the prince's alluring appearance, he can't control it, otherwise how could he be hot, could it be that he is sick?

"It won't happen again."

Li Haoran seemed to be muttering, and it seemed to be saying it to her, but it was inevitably a little too quiet.

"Huh?"

But she listened anyway.

Is the prince promising her something?

It's impossible, he's a prince, how could he promise her anything!

Don't overthink it yourself!

Feng Yaxiang shook her head to sober herself up, and then spoke.

"Lord Wang, please let Master Lin and them go."

He smiled strangely and cruelly, "What if this king says no? ”

Seeing him smile so weirdly, Feng Yaxiang gasped, and even spoke with a trill, "Master Lin, they didn't do anything wrong......

"Are you afraid of this king?"

Well, everyone should be afraid of him.

"Don't you think that everyone's life has a value, and you shouldn't risk your own joy to your life!"

She was afraid of him, but she still had to fight for Master Lin's head, right?

"In the eyes of this king, human life is like an ant, and if there is no trace of wisdom, even an ant is inferior."

Li Haoran sarcastically ridiculed.

"What kind of wisdom does it take to be a cook?"

Feng Yaxiang muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Are you doubting the king's verdict?"

His face sank.

"Slaves don't dare."

Feng Yaxiang was so frightened that her legs weakened and she almost fell to her knees.

He quickly grabbed her waist.

At this moment, the distance between the eyes of the two was less than twenty centimeters.

Should he be annoyed with her?

She was the first person who dared to argue with him to his face, should she be punished for the following crimes and beheaded her, so as to prove that she killed people without blinking?

Being looked at by Li Haoran's evil gaze, Feng Yaxiang began to feel cold, and then she knew that she was afraid.

What did she just do?

Pulling whiskers from the tiger's mouth?

Bring about one's own destruction!

"Will you kill even the slaves and maids?"

To prove his human life mole ant theory?

"If you have repeatedly disobeyed the king's orders, shouldn't the king have beheaded you?"

"Slave...... Ah, I forgot, I'm sorry ......"

Feng Yaxiang rarely woke up when her head became smarter.

Li Haoran's tall body approached her, almost close to her.

The two maintained this posture, he smelled her breath, with a faint fragrance, and the person who worked in the fumes every day did not have that kind of fume smell on her body, which showed that she was a person who loved cleanliness.

He took a deep breath and thought that this fragrance was superb!

"Wang ...... The prince ......"

Oh my God, he's sucking in the smell of himself?

Such a scene is a scene that I have thought about many times in my dreams, and it turned out to be ...... It's a reality today!