Chapter IX. Smell a rat

What the!

blamed himself for being careless, thinking that he had not been in this prince's mansion for a long time, and he did not deliberately inquire about the affairs of the original owner, nor did he imitate the living habits of the original owner, but did what he wanted. This prince is not a fool, he should have noticed something. Now, it's a big heel!

"Let go of me... What do you ask me... I'm all truthful... Reply. ”

"Don't try to play tricks!"

With a "poof" sound, Ji Yue was thrown to the ground, and suddenly her internal organs surged, her ears buzzed, and there was a brief darkness in front of her, and then she returned to clarity. Ji Yue should be glad that she didn't hit her head on the ground.

"Who are you, and what are you doing when you are approaching this palace on whose orders?" Le Zhengfan approached.

"Ahem..."Ji Yue eased up and looked up at the high-flying prince, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you keep saying that I am a fake, do you have any evidence?" ”

Le Zhengfan's eyes sank like water, "Liuyu, take off her mask for me!" ”

"Yes!" A masked black-clothed man appeared behind Ji Yue like a ghost, his hands like steel claws slammed her head towards him, his eyes were like ancient wells, and he didn't know how to pity the jade. Ji Yue couldn't help but burst into tears in pain, she suspected that if this man broke her head for half a minute again, she would be a whimper.

The black-clothed man's wide palms, which had been rough and calloused in martial arts all year round, groped around the edge of Ji Yue's earlobe for a long time, and suddenly his face changed, and he stood up and whispered to Le Zhengfan: "Your Highness, there is no human skin mask. ”

Le Zhengfan's eyelids flashed slightly, and he came to Ji Yue, rudely pulled Ji Yue's collar, pulled the person closer to his eyes, touched Ji Yue's ears with his warm and slender fingertips, pinched the skin behind his ears with his two fingers, and suddenly, the roots behind Ji Yue's ears turned crimson. Ji Yue, who was in pain, trembled in her heart and was angry, but she pretended to be pitiful on her face.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, it hurts..."Ji Yue wanted to cry.

A trace of disgust immediately appeared on Le Zhengfan's face, resisted the urge to push away the woman in front of him, thought for a moment, and suddenly ripped off Ji Yue's shoulders, revealing white and tender fragrant shoulders, showing a light pink scar on his shoulder.

This scar is that Le Zhengfan first ascended to the crown prince, and when Chen Guo was not dead, Ji Yue thought that he was still the wanderer who was in trouble and had nothing to rely on, and humiliated him, and in anger, Le Zhengfan put the sword on her shoulder. At that time, the eldest princess of the Chen Kingdom was extremely arrogant, thinking that Le Zhengfan didn't dare to do anything to her, so she looked at him contemptuously and mocked. When he stabbed the sword without hesitation, the blood gurgled and the red and white clothes were dyed, Ji Yue's eyes widened in disbelief.

The wound was deep, and even with the best ointment, there was a scar on the shoulder, but it was lighter. And this matter is only known to a few people such as Le Zhengfan and Ji Yue.

Looking at the scar in a line, Le Zhengfan's eyes crossed a trace of doubt, and things seemed to be more complicated.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what are you doing here?" Ji Yue pulled out the collar from Le Zhengfan's hand, turned her head to look at Le Zhengfan, her face was crimson with her head slightly lowered, and her long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was being flirted.

Le Zhengfan looked at the shy woman in front of him in a daze, and countless thoughts were shouting in his mind. This is indeed Ji Yue, the eldest princess of the Chen Kingdom, but her reaction shouldn't be like this, she is so arrogant and has no one in her eyes, how could she possibly put on a pitiful appearance. No, this isn't Ji Yue, what went wrong!

"Ahh

A terrible voice pierced the sky above the silent dormitory, Le Zhengfan held a dagger in his hand, picked up the scar, and suddenly Ji Yue's shoulders were blood-red.

"You're changing! State! Ji Yue was so angry that she couldn't continue to keep calm, and raised her other hand to slap over, but on the way, she was tightly restrained by Liuyu! Without hesitation, Ji Yue raised his right foot and kicked it fiercely towards Le Zhengfan's crotch, but unfortunately, Le Zhengfan reacted quickly, and easily blocked the attack of a child who was just a child to him with one hand.

"Let go of me! You've changed a lot! State! Inhumanity! Since you have doubts about my identity, then give me a letter of resignation, and I promise that I will never appear in front of you again!! Ji Yue broke free from the clamps of Liuyu, and covered the wound without caring about the pain, but the wound was too long, with half a finger, and the bright red and piercing blood could not flow out from the fingers, snaked down the arm, dripping on the white and dustless jade.

His eyebrows raised slightly, imperceptibly, Le Zhengfan didn't expect that the woman in front of him would say such a thing. In order to make himself marry her, he used a lot of ruthless methods in secret. Now that he said this so lightly, is it true or is he secretly planning something?

"There is no retired crown princess in Western Shang, only the crown princess who was executed." Le Zhengfan said slowly, watching Ji Yue's face become more and more ugly, and the mystery in his heart was like a snowball rolling bigger and bigger. It felt very wrong.

"Hmph." Ji Yue responded with a contemptuous sneer.

Le Zhengfan let go of Ji Yue, ignored it anymore, and stepped out of the dormitory with Liuzhen, and only Ji Yue was left alone in the huge dormitory, which seemed extremely empty and silent.

Xiangzhu came back from outside, and when she saw her master's bloody appearance, she immediately cried in fright, and almost went to find the imperial doctor to bandage Ji Yue's wounds almost in tears. Fortunately, the wound was not very deep, but the scar was lifted open. But even if the scar is re-formed, it is not as smooth as before.

After treating the wound and waving off the incense beads and the imperial doctor, Ji Yue sat in front of the dresser and fell into deep thought.

Life here is very unpleasant, and it seems that the plan to escape from the prince's mansion will be implemented as soon as possible.