Chapter Ninety-Eight: Why Are You Here?
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He leaned over her neck.
The light was not too bright, but his eyesight was excellent, so he could see clearlyβthere was indeed a red dot the size of a sesame seed on her fair neck.
Her skin was smooth and delicate, like an egg that had just been peeled, and the red dot became even more ugly.
Zhao Yuliang frowned slightly.
Because of the proximity, his hot breath was around her neck, making her feel numb. She unconsciously reached out to push him.
He remained still, continuing to observe her calmly.
It was the first time in Wen Yingsu's life that a man looked at her so closely and with an inquiring look, so she had a feeling that her whole person was under his control. This feeling made her panic inexplicably.
"Your Highness......" she pushed him with a frown.
He didn't answer her, his gaze shifting from her neck to her face.
The same skin is like clotted fat, and it can be broken by blowing.
A girl with such delicate skin doesn't look like a daughter of a man.
Besides, her eyebrows reveal everyone's beautiful bearing.
Zhao Yuliang grabbed her hand again and looked at it.
But I saw that his fingers were like tender wattles, and his wrists were like white lotus roots, and they were soft and boneless to the touch.
He turned her palm over and saw that there was a thick callus on the joints of her index, middle, and thumb in her right hand.
Obviously, this is a pair of hands that have not touched the spring water for a long time, but have been holding a pen and writing for a long time.
A faint anger rose from Zhao Yuliang's heart, because of her deception, and because he couldn't control his own heart.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he did get moved by her at the first sight.
The same goes for her.
Before he met her, he only stayed in love with longing. After meeting her, he realized what it was like to love someone.
But just when he wanted to get closer to her step by step, he realized that her purpose in entering the palace was not simple. His heart was broken.
He was really angry when he interrogated her, and he was in a terrible mood at that time.
What did she secretly do with seven people with black moles on their foreheads?
He was just trying to get an answer. After all, those seven people were all his subordinates, and he didn't want her to cause anything in the East Palace.
No matter what the facts are, as long as she confesses, he will never embarrass her.
But she didn't say anything about it, which had to make him suspect the motive behind this matter.
The dignified prince, the master of the East Palace, how could he allow a little woman to make such a mess in her own territory?
But even if he was so heavy-handed, she wouldn't say anything.
If he hadn't been merciful at the time, she would have died at his hands that day.
However, through this incident, he faintly felt that she should have something unspeakable.
Zhao Yuliang put her hand down and turned her head.
Wen Yingsu wanted to invite him back to his room to rest.
However, before she could say anything, he asked, "Did you come here because you hated me?" β
Wen Yingsu was stunned for a moment.
Zhao Yuliang continued: "I have provoked many people, but I have no impression of which young lady I have provoked. I'm curious to see where we got into the feud. β
When he said this, his tone was very light.
Wen Yingsu was still silent.
Zhao Yuliang turned his head to look at her and said, "If my memory is not wrong, I should not have known you before this." Tell me, did you send it to your door on your own initiative or was it instructed by someone? β
Wen Yingsu didn't dare to meet his gaze, and said in a low voice: "It has nothing to do with others." β
"That's the one who came to the door."
It's not easy to answer. Wen Yingsu had no choice but to remain silent.
Zhao Yuliang smiled faintly, approached her face and asked, "Are you greedy for fame and fortune or do you want to seek the life of this palace?" β
Wen Yingsu was stared at by his fiery gaze, and subconsciously took two steps back.
Zhao Yuliang took a few steps forward, forced her into a corner, and said: "If you seek fame and fortune, this palace can satisfy you, if you seek the life of this palace, it will not be so easy." β
"A slave who has no power to catch chickens in one hand, how can he dare to seek the life of His Highness?"
"You don't need a weapon to kill." He said as he put his hand against the wall.
In this way, she was trapped in a corner.
Wen Yingsu knew that she couldn't push him away, but she was afraid that he would bully her next, so she hurriedly said: "Your Highness thinks highly of slaves and maids, and slaves and maids don't have that ability......"
Before she finished speaking, Wen Yingsu felt that his whole body was against her, and she was suddenly afraid and ashamed, and said urgently: "Sister Yaoxue will be back soon." β
Zhao Yuliang didn't let go of her, but pressed against her more tightly and said, "Who don't you provoke, but provoke me, don't you want to live?" β
Wen Yingsu was also forced by him, and said with a heart: "Then Your Highness will be a slave and don't want to live, so you will take the life of the slave and maid with a knife." β
Zhao Yuliang's expression froze.
She was like this last time, did she really want to die that much?
Wen Yingsu took the opportunity to push him hard.
He immediately relented and pressed her even tighter.
His body was very hot and pressed hard, and she was already delicate, and she was already feeling a little out of breath at this time.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuliang let go of her a little, but then hugged her waist tightly with his hand, looked down at her and asked, "You came to the palace to learn something from me, right?" β
Wen Yingsu didn't answer.
But there's no denying that he's really good at reasoning.
She was afraid that she would reveal her identity if she couldn't resist it.
Zhao Yuliang saw that she didn't answer, so he slowly leaned his head, put his lips to the place where she had just been bitten by mosquitoes, first kissed it, and then stretched out his tongue to lick it.
Wen Ying was shocked and hurriedly reached out to push his head.
Not only did he not let go, but kissed and licked harder.
A red mark immediately appeared on Wen Yingsu's pink neck, but she felt that the previous itching pain had lessened.
After a long while, Zhao Yuliang's lips left her neck, looked at her rose-like face and said, "Or that's okay, you tell me the truth, and I will tell you the truth." β
This......
Wen Yingsu had no choice but to shake her head.
She couldn't tell him the truth just yet.
In that case, there was no way for her to get the answer she wanted to know from his mouth.
But that's all there is to it for now.
Seeing Wen Yingsu shaking her head, Zhao Yuliang reached out to support her chin and said, "Do you think I really have nothing to do with you?" β
Wen Yingsu didn't dare to look at him directly, so she had to lower her eyes and say: "Your Highness naturally has a lot of ways to deal with slaves and maids, but slaves and maids are cheap, and it is not worth Your Highness's trouble." β
"Really?" Zhao Yuliang pinched her chin and asked, suddenly leaning over to kiss her.
Wen Yingsu hurriedly reached out to block it.
At this moment, Yaoxue's voice sounded in the house.
Wen Yingsu suddenly panicked, and in a hurry, she bit his arm violently.
As soon as Zhao Yuliang was in pain, the hand that pinched her chin unconsciously loosened. But he really didn't want to let go of her like this, so the hand around her waist still didn't move.
"Sister Yaoxue is back." Wen Ying blushed and reminded him.
"I know." He said he didn't mean to let her go.
There were footsteps coming this way, and Wen Yingsu was shocked. Zhao Yuliang let go of her at this time.
Wen Yingsu immediately ran away as if she were running away.
Seeing her enter the house through the side door, Zhao Yuliang entered the house through the other door.
When Yaoxue came, they had all returned to the house. (To be continued.) )