When she pushed the door open the door the next day, it was empty.

His things on the table were gone, and Chen Jiaojiao was stunned and went straight to the goal.

She spent the afternoon rummaging through all the books on the shelves, and several of them had obvious signs of adhesion, and she put them together and looked at them for a long time without understanding them.

These are not words together, if they are numeric passwords, then where are the things?

She wrote down a few numbers and planned to visit the queen mother's temple in the evening.

Walking into the dim and deserted palace again, Chen Jiaojiao thought about the past, and her steps were slow.

The place where the queen mother often sits, the shelf that the father often touches, and the place where she often plays.

But I searched everywhere and found nothing.

She couldn't help but get anxious, and went down to the bottom of the bed, but before she could get up, she saw a pair of feet behind her by the lamp placed on the ground beside her.

For a moment she had goosebumps, a pair of worn-out shoes, the front of which was worn out, and she looked like a servant of the palace.

The shoes cautiously approached her, and she jerked back, kneeling and moving two steps back, seeing the person in front of her clearly.

It was a short man, one eye seemed to be scratched, and he rubbed his hands with a smile on his face, "Beauty, big beauty!" ”

He approached, fingers on his chest.

Chen Jiaojiao stepped by step and caught a glimpse of a pair of feet behind the table.

But this pair was lying on the ground, and it was obviously a palace maid's shoes.

She gasped hard, her eyes trembling and staring back at the person in front of her, who seemed to be the one who caught her that night.

The queen mother was happy and quiet, and the place where she lived was remote, and it became a place where such wicked people did dirty things.

"You, don't come here! I am Chen Jiaojiao, Princess Wenning of Da Chen, and I am His Majesty's person, if you dare to touch me, I ........"

Before Chen Jiaojiao finished speaking, the person in front of her reached out to grab her.

She was startled and ran to the side, and he was not annoyed by the air, as if he was playing hide and seek with her.

His eyes were dirty and he looked her up and down, and his mouth kept moaning and drooling.

Chen Jiaojiao ran forward with all her might, and when she rushed to the door, she found that the door was locked by him for some time, and she couldn't push it open with all her might.

His laughter grew gradual, and she covered her mouth and ran back.

There was a dead end in the back, but she could only hide there now, hoping that someone would come and save her.

"Beauty, I found you."

The man's voice came from behind, Chen Jiaojiao screamed in surprise, and he threw herself to the ground.

He was not mentally normal, his strength was terrifying, and she couldn't move at all when she pressed her wrist.

Chen Jiaojiao closed her eyes and kicked him frantically, "Get out!" Get out of here, get out! ”

But his body still said to stick in, and the rancid smell on his body went straight to the tip of his nose, and the strange grunt sound was particularly hideous at night.

She closed her eyes tightly, knowing that if she didn't do anything, she would definitely die today.

No one will be able to save her.

She took a bite of the soft flesh in her mouth to calm herself down, slowing down her struggles, as if resigned to her fate.

The man's strength was also small, he tilted his head and stared at her for a while, then let go with a smile and went to untie the torn clothes wrapped around his body.

Chen Jiaojiao reluctantly smiled on her face, and touched the hairpin on her head little by little.

When he leaned over to kiss her, she stabbed him in the throat with all her might.

She really remembered that place!

The man let out a heart-rending roar, covering his wounds and rolling on the ground.

Chen Jiaojiao didn't dare to slack off, pulled out the hairpin and plunged it into it again.

I closed my eyes and stabbed hard a few times until there was no sound in my ears. She collapsed on the ground and climbed back two steps against the wall.

She didn't dare to look at what was going on with the man, and closed her eyes tightly to hear footsteps outside.

Fifteen led people on patrol, and several palace maids died in the palace recently. Every few nights when someone died, he took it upon himself to examine it.

Hearing the voice, they hurried over and kicked open the door of the temple, and in the moonlight he could see the trembling man huddled by the pillar.

Shocked, he took a step back.

"Go and ask Your Majesty."

"Commander?" The people below are puzzled, why do you want to disturb Your Majesty at night, Your Majesty will not care about these little things.

"Go!"

The people below could only obey the order and run away quickly.

*

When Qi Yan came over, Chen Jiaojiao raised her head.

He stood at the door of the temple, and the moonlight shone behind him, looking so tall.

Raising her eyes to catch a pool of moonlight, tears blurred her vision, and she shrank back.

Qi Yan stared at the person in front of him, his eyebrows jumping.

Her long hair was scattered over her shoulders, her clothes were torn and loose, and her soft shoulders were leaking out. The tears on his face were wet with ashes, and he was dirty like a stray cat.

He looked at it coldly for a long time, until Chen Jiaojiao raised his hand to wipe his tears, and then he spoke, "If your face is stained with his blood, I will chop off your hand." ”

The voice is mixed with the style of the night whistling, and it is cold and irritable.

Everyone looked at each other tremblingly, and fifteen couldn't guess what His Majesty was planning. I could only wave them to hurry down, and I stood outside the door and waited.

was murdered, Chen Jiaojiao couldn't stop crying, raised her hand to the back, her voice trembled with crying, "There, there's another there, but it seems to be dead." ”

"You stand up if you're not dead."

Qi Yan frowned impatiently, turned around and left.

Chen Jiaojiao lowered her head aggrievedly and pouted, and her words were very impatient.

But seeing him there, the little uneasiness in my heart was relieved. She braced herself up and tried to follow her, but she fell to her knees before she could take two steps.

With a plop, Qi Yan stopped, gritted his teeth again and again, and turned back.

The tears on her face made her a little uncomfortable, and Chen Jiaojiao subconsciously wanted to wipe them off.

"My words don't work for you, do you, or do you think I'm just scaring you. Chen Jiaojiao, what are you relying on? Call me over at night to see you running around? ”

Qi Yan pinched her face and squatted down to pull her closer.

Chen Jiaojiao raised her head and looked at his scarlet eyes, and released her anger unabashedly, showing no pity for her.

She felt aggrieved, pouted and endured his face, but still broke away from his hand, threw herself into his neck, and wiped away the tears on her face as if complaining.

"I didn't call Your Majesty, I called you on the fifteenth, and I solved it myself!"

Fifteen was suddenly named, and even hid in the back.

He inexplicably felt that it was not His Majesty who was here to solve Princess Wen Ning's matter, but Princess Wen Ning was coaxing His Majesty.

Approaching her, the suppressed madness that His Majesty had just come over seemed to disappear.

Chen Jiaojiao had just escaped death, and she didn't have the heart to care about anything else. Indignantly, he used his collar as a veil to wipe his tears, and rubbed his face up and down.

The tips of his cold ears rubbed against Qi Yan's face, and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The smell of blood competed with the sweet scent of her body, and in the end she won.

He took a deep breath and reached for the back of her head, pressing her into his arms.

Raising his hand towards Fifteen, Fifteen willingly handed over the short knife, and Qi Yan raised his hand and poked it straight into the person lying on the ground.

The knife stabbed into the flesh and made a pause, Chen Jiaojiao trembled, and was picked up by him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and obediently lay on his shoulder.

It wasn't until he walked out of the temple that he opened his eyes and looked at the long trail of footprints left behind him in the snow.

Fifteen asked someone to clean up the mess, and he followed not close or far.

His Majesty did not allow the princess to put blood on her face, but she could wipe it on herself.

He smacked his lips, thinking that he would have something to talk to about with General He tomorrow.

*

Qi Yan carried her into the hall, put her on the bed, and went to call the imperial doctor and ignored her.

His face was dark and unknown, Chen Jiaojiao didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know what he was angry about inexplicably.

The blood on her hands dried, and she rubbed it vigorously, dropping some slag.

The thought of killing herself, the thought flickered, and she lowered her eyelids and shed tears.

She didn't feel much in the panic, and now she could recall the sound of the hairpin digging into the flesh, and the hot blood flowing from the human body.

He screamed and cursed, and stabbed down until there was no more sound in his ears.

She shuddered uncontrollably and curled up beside the bed.

Qi Yan glanced at the past and said in an unkind tone, "Don't cry." ”

But seeing that she didn't dare to fall with tears in her eyes, and looked at his expression carefully, he pinched his eyebrows again and walked over to hug her.

Chen Jiaojiao hesitated, then hugged his waist and pasted it.

The crisp breath in his arms soothed people's hearts, and she sobbed her head and cried.

She coveted the warmth of this embrace, and from the time she saw him at the age of 7, she hugged him until she was 18 years old.

In eleven years, she has been able to hold him since she turned around, and now she needs to think twice about holding him.

"But, he's a bad guy. He also killed someone, and the woman was not dead. So I helped them, and then there would be no more deaths. ”

She cried upside down, Qi Yan also understood, and couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth.

She really comforts herself and always finds a reason.

"I killed a man, and he wasn't dead when you stabbed him."

Chen Jiaojiao buried herself in his arms, muffled and stopped talking.

When she was almost crying, she realized that now he was His Majesty, and he was held down just when she wanted to withdraw her hand.

It wasn't until the imperial doctor outside the door knocked on the door that Qi Yan let go of his hand and walked back to the table.

"The old minister will look at the princess's hand first."

He looked at the book on the table expressionlessly, Chen Jiaojiao withdrew his gaze and washed his hands, and stretched out his injured right hand.

She had just held the hairpin hard, but now the wound on her hand was cracked, and blood was pouring out, and she noticed some pain.

After the imperial doctor applied the medicine and bandaged it, he advised, "The princess must not get wet again, and she will use her right hand less these days." Take this medicine three times a day and you will be better within a week. ”

"Thank you."

"You're polite, let's take a look at the injuries on the princess's body again."

Chen Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment before she realized that there were traces of scratches on her collarbone.

"Leave the medicine behind and get out."

The person in front of the table suddenly spoke, and the imperial doctor was stunned, and replied in a loud voice, "If you are bruised, the princess can apply this." ”

"Thank you."

"Well, yes, yes."

The Imperial Doctor packed up his things, carefully closed the door and went out.

The hall was quiet again, Qi Yan pointed to the bronze mirror on the side, and Chen Jiaojiao walked over knowingly.

Take off your outer clothes, tear down your underwear, leak out your snow-white and delicate shoulders and neck, and apply medicine yourself.

There were only scratches on the collarbone, and there were bite marks on the neck.

She frowned in disgust, reluctant to reach out and apply the medicine.

As soon as he was mentally ready to open the medicine bottle, the figure of the man behind him was reflected in the bronze mirror.

"Ahh

She was startled, and as soon as her hand was released, Qi Yan caught the medicine bottle that fell in her hand and put it on the table in front of her.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his arms around her waist.

Chen Jiaojiao looked nervously at the obvious difference in body shape between the two in the mirror, as if he could wrap her in his arms.

Qi Yan's thumb rubbed against the bite mark and wiped it, but the strength on his hand gradually increased.

Rubbing against her delicate skin, she rubbed red.

Chen Jiaojiao hissed and shrunk her neck, "Your Majesty, it hurts ........"

"Bear with me."

As if he was going to dig out her piece of meat, Chen Jiaojiao bit her lip a little frightened, and her hands subconsciously clinged to the arm he wrapped around her waist.

Qi Yan's movements paused, and he lowered his eyes and stared at the hands of the two.

Then he picked up the medicine on the table and helped her apply it to the wound.

It was cold and cold, Chen Jiaojiao swallowed, and her eyelashes kept trembling.

"Your Majesty, I went to take the queen mother....... Mother's relics. ”

"Did I ask you?"

He couldn't hear the question, and as if he didn't bother to talk to her, Chen Jiaojiao shut up.

The ointment was grass green, and she couldn't help but want to laugh a little when she applied it to her skin.

He pursed his lips and felt his heavy gaze in the mirror again, and quickly put away his smile.

He lit the green ointment again, and she couldn't help but laugh, "It's so fragrant, it smells like mint grass." ”

Qi Yan frowned and put down her hand, her eyes were bright with disgust, and she knocked her head with clean fingers.

She is the only one who can still laugh now.

He didn't feel sick when he approached her, maybe he was really good-looking.

Chen Jiaojiao smiled and handed over the handkerchief with both hands, "Your Majesty wipe it." ”

"Licked."

He couldn't tell if he was joking or not, and reached out to her. Chen Jiaojiao blinked blankly, and dodged backwards in small steps.

Qi Yan's dislike was even more obvious, and he rubbed it on the tip of her nose casually.

"Yikes."

Chen Jiaojiao was fascinated by the spicy for a while, rubbing her eyes and pouting unhappily.

This time, there was something ridiculous about Qi Yan's taste.

"Let's go back."

He stepped aside to clean his hands, Chen Jiaojiao replied, swallowed the words that came to her mouth, and her hairpin seemed to have been thrown there.