Chapter 4: No Bed Without the King's Permission

The voice gradually approached, and finally stopped in front of Yan Ruoyun.

The other was wearing a pair of white boots embroidered with dark stripes, standing still in front of her. I don't know if I was observing her, or if I had other intentions, I didn't say anything for a while.

Just when Yan Ruoyun was impatient, the other party finally spoke.

"In the future, you will be the princess of Jing'an, and you will stay in Jingwang's Mansion honestly, and no one can touch you. If you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, not only you, but even the Taiwei Mansion will suffer, understand? ”

Shi Chongli's voice was cold and unsympathetic, and he had the deterrence of being in the top position for a long time. If it is an ordinary timid daughter's family, listening to his words, I don't know what kind of scared people will be at this time.

Yan Ruoyun smiled disdainfully when she heard this, and before Chong Li could make a move, she lifted her hijab and raised her eyes to look at the other party.

"The prince's words, the concubines don't quite understand. What are the so-called thoughts that shouldn't be had? ”

It is an extremely handsome face, as if it has been carefully carved by God, and the facial features are perfect and there is almost no fault with it, it is better than a woman, but it is not half feminine.

The appearance is warm and handsome, but unfortunately, the aura is cold and terrifying. With a straight face, he lives like a Hades.

Yan Ruoyun stared at Shi Chongli's face, and felt pity in his heart. If Shi Chongli had a better temperament and smiled more, I am afraid she would not have liked Shi Jingchen at the beginning. After all, when it comes to appearance, Shi Chongqi looks even better.

"You are not the eldest lady of the Taiwei Mansion, Yan Mulan, but the third young lady Yan Ruyun."

Almost instantly, Shi Chongli grabbed Yan Ruoyun's neck, and his calloused hand showed no mercy. He stared at Yan Ruoyun, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Don't think that this king doesn't know anything, Yan Ruoyun, if you want to live, settle down." ”

The pain of lack of oxygen made Yan Ruoyun's eyes darken, but when she heard Shi Chongqi's threat, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Wang ...... The prince can rest assured...... Regardless of the concubines...... Who is the concubine, since she is married to the prince, what ...... That's the king's man...... Nature...... Naturally, it will be ......."

It took all the strength of his voice to speak, but it was extremely laborious to speak.

It is not appropriate to say about her rebirth now, and regardless of whether she was killed, Shi Chongli was involved or not. Let's just say that this is borrowed from the corpse to resurrect the soul, if she didn't participate in it personally, she wouldn't believe it, let alone others.

For now, settle down in the Jing'an Palace, and as for the rest, we will discuss it later.

Shi Chongli didn't speak, squinting slightly at the woman in front of him.

There are not many rumors about the third lady of the Taiwei Mansion, and occasionally I hear that it is the face that is enough to turn a lifetime upside down. It's a pity that he has a timid temper and acts timidly. Poor temperament, no matter how good you look, it's useless.

But now, the woman in front of her is obviously different from the rumors.

Bold and reckless, even if he said words of submission in his mouth, there was no cowardice in his eyes.

Shi Chongli looked at her for a long time, and saw that Yan Ruoyun was about to die, so he let go of his hand.

Yan Ruoyun fell to the ground, and Shi Chongli didn't mean to help her, but just condescended and watched her struggle to get up with cold eyes.

"After that you sleep on the ground, and you shall not go to bed without the permission of the king."

After a moment, Shi Chongli spoke. Yan Ruoyun looked up at him suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief: "The prince wants his concubines to sleep...... Ground? ”

"Or do you want this king to sleep on the ground?"

At this moment, Yan Ruoyun really wanted to slash Shi Chongli with a knife. In his previous life, he knew that Shi Chongli was indifferent and ruthless, but he didn't want to, in the face of her image as a weak woman now, he was ruthless enough to let her sleep on the ground!

"If you don't want to, you can sleep standing up."

After saying this, Shi Chongli didn't mean to talk about it anymore. Take off your boots, go to bed and sleep with your back to Yan Ruoyun and your clothes.

Yan Ruoyun stood beside the bed, gritting her teeth angrily.

But the original body is weak and can't help the wind, and when he is facing Chongqi, he has no chance of winning at all. No matter how angry she is, no matter how unwilling she is, she has to endure it!

So Yan Ruoyun dragged an injury and set up a bunk in the room.

Thinking that even though she died tragically in her previous life, she was born as a concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she has enjoyed all the glory and wealth since she was a child, and she has never suffered a little.

It's good now, Shi Chongli is going to ride on her head.

I didn't sleep well all night, and I slept on the hard floor until it was almost dawn, and I fell asleep faintly.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for someone to kick his leg.

She was unwell and was kicked several times before she got up in a daze.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Shi Chongli, who had already cleaned up, sitting on the bed. Seeing him wake up, he glanced at her without being salty, and said lightly: "When you wake up, let the maid wait to freshen up, and enter the palace later." ”

The word "entering the palace" made Yan Ruoyun sober up instantly, yes, how did she forget, she married Shi Chongli yesterday, according to the etiquette, she should enter the palace today to face the saint and meet the queen mother.

Shi Jingchen, now Emperor Chenwu.

In her previous life, she calculated her and killed her good husband.

I didn't expect them to meet so soon.

Thinking of the unborn child, hatred grows wildly in my heart.

The pain and discomfort on his body seemed to disappear in an instant, and Yan Ruoyun raised his eyes and smiled at Shi Chongli: "Wait a minute, the princess will get up and freshen up now." ”

The leg cold has not yet healed, Yan Ruoyun's body stumbled for a moment when she got up, perhaps because she wanted to enter the palace, this time, Shi Chongli held her in time.