Chapter 18: The Assassination Fails
"Ruoruo, what do you think I want?"
Yan Jinyuan's chest shook, and the dark lines on his robe flickered under the candlelight, like a fierce beast waiting to attack at any time at night, dangerous and mysterious.
"What can you give me now, your body, your freedom, even your life and death are just in my thoughts, what do you think I want."
Qin Ruoruo was silent, even if these words were extremely humiliating, but it was indeed her embarrassing situation at the moment.
"But there's one thing you can do."
Hearing his relenting mouth, Qin Ruoruo couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the broken light in Yan Jinyuan's eyes, and his jaw hurt and was forced to be pulled closer to Yan Jinyuan's lips: "Make me comfortable, as you said when I was hostage under your father, do you remember." ”
Qin Ruoruo trembled, how could she not remember.
At that time, she was rescued by Yan Jinyuan, and she always sneaked to the Proton Hall from time to time to deliver some food.
Yan Jinyuan once asked her why she always came to him.
The answer she gave was that it would make her feel comfortable.
She didn't lie, as long as she looked at him from afar, even if she didn't do anything, she was like a happy bird, happily returning to her palace.
At that time, the girl's heart was so beautiful in her opinion, but Yan Jinyuan also became a 'humiliation' to take revenge one by one. ’
Blood welled up between the lips and throat.
“…… It's good. ”
This sound, with endless amazement, suddenly fell silent in the room.
Yan Jinyuan's fingers trembled, and his fingers pinching the snow wolf loosened.
The dough immediately stumbled to the pot containing the milk and licked it in a big gulp.
Staring at the greedy approximation of the little wolf, Qin Ruoruo felt a little relieved in her heart, at least her life was saved, but then her waist tightened, Yan Jinyuan raised her hand and threw her down on the bed.
Deceive yourself.
Qin Ruoruo's heart was beating more than that night, and the tearing pain made her surge with deep fear, and she screamed and struggled almost out of tune: "Yan Jinyuan, my body is not good, I can't ......"
"Oh, what can't you do?"
The scorching breath just stopped behind his ears, like a feather torturing people back and forth, Qin Ruoruo closed his eyes tightly and bit his lower lip and waited for the coming wind and rain, but there was no next move for a long time.
hesitated to move, and the clamps on her waist immediately became a little heavier, almost as if she was about to cut off her coldness: "If you move again, I will eat you directly." ”
The scorching temperature on his waist that was hot through his clothes made Qin Ruoruo annoyed and unwilling, but he really didn't dare to move at will.
Stiff and straight, listening to the snow wolf licking her milk and the sound of a few lights bursting by the candlelight from time to time, she finally couldn't hold on to her heavy eyelids and fell asleep.
When he woke up, the weight on his waist reminded Qin Ruoruo of the reality that the person behind him had not yet left.
Turning around, Yan Jinyuan was lying there with a loose placket, and part of his chest was exposed, revealing his well-exercised chest muscles.
With his eyes closed, he doesn't look like he's usually fierce, just like he was a teenager.
She was so pampered by Yan Jinyuan that she was extremely intimate and full of possessiveness, and she slept all night in peace.
If there is no destruction of the country, there are not so many conspiracies, everything is just a nightmare, then this scene should have been the most common scene every morning after her and Yan Jinyuan's wedding.
Holding the hand of the son, dressing in the mirror, harmonious and happy, just like the blessing of the father and the queen mother before marrying.
Slowly closing his eyes, Qin Ruoruo plucked the hairpin from his hair, saying that the hairpin was just a polished and smooth branch.
The palms tightened and lifted suddenly, but the man on the couch suddenly opened his eyes when he was determined to fall, and stared at her movements with playful eyes.
Qin Ruoruo gritted his teeth, his movements remained unchanged, but his hand was easily twisted an inch away from his chest, and the sore palms and branches fell on the couch without even making a sound.
Yan Jinyuan half sat up and leaned on the pillow, his head full of hair spread on his exposed chest had a wild beauty, his slender fingers played with the slender stick, and he couldn't help but sneer helplessly when he held his head: "It's too childish to kill me with such a small stick." If I were you, I would be ready at any time to polish everything around me that can be used as a murder weapon to the best condition, so that the dream of revenge can be realized. Tsk......"
Yan Jinyuan frowned, saw that it was the small thorn on the branch that pierced his hand, and raised his hand to wave the branch and plunged it straight into the pillar in the camp tent.
Penetrating.
With such a skill, even if Yan Jinyuan was really asleep, it would be difficult for her to kill him with one blow.
Without waiting for a reaction, his hand was suddenly dragged and held in his palm by Yan Jinyuan, and he was forcibly pinched open.
The originally white hand was densely tied with a few small black thorns on the branches.
Qin Ruoruo took his hand back with an indifferent face, lowered his eyes and pinched a thorn from his finger, and immediately a round bead of blood oozed out.
"I remember, in the past, if you prick a thorn, you would be in pain, and the people in the palace came to coax it."
Her body trembled slightly, and she pulled out all the thorns without changing her face.
"Once upon a time, she was a princess, her relatives were there, and her family and country were there. Someone to rely on, and there is a hug to be spoiled......"
Now, she has no one to rely on and no home to return to.
Yan Jinyuan's expression flickered slightly, and then he stood up indifferently.
Outside the house, Mama Fang came in, brought the prepared hot water, and stood aside.
Qin Ruoruo watched Yan Jinyuan finish washing herself, changed into an ink-colored shirt, sat aside, and fell on her body from the bronze mirror and spoke:
"Ruoruo, you can help me bring the hair crown."
Qin Ruoruo didn't move.
The little snow wolf on the side woke up and stumbled out, hitting Yan Jinyuan's shoes, maybe smelling the smell of the person who gave it food last night, just sniffing and babbling for food.
The playful eyes contained endless sarcasm.
Qin Ruoruo gritted her teeth and stood up, walked behind him and picked up a comb to help him comb his hair.
It's just that one hand is injured, and he can't swallow people's hair accessories, and he tried to sweat and couldn't pull up a bun, so he could only braid a loose braid, and then coil it on the top of his head.
Such a shoddy hairstyle did not stop Yan Jinyuan from being half handsome, but more like a leopard in the snow with a wild nature.
Mama Fang brought a new tray with all kinds of food on it, as well as a plate of goat's milk.
Turning around and landing on Yan Jinyuan's hair crown, he glanced at Qin Ruoruo with a speechless look, but he still closed his mouth and stood aside.
She has eaten much more than she has eaten these days, obviously knowing that Yan Jinyuan is staying with her, and the person who is going to eat prepares it according to his taste.
Yan Jinyuan turned around and opened the tent and strode forward, and his voice was full of anger, attracting the people around him to watch curiously, laughing and joking one by one.
"Mama Fang takes good care of it, and find a few military prostitutes to teach Mrs. Qianrui well, so as to prepare for receiving the kindness of thousands of people as soon as possible."