flstandardbreds Chapter 116 Xiao Yan, what do you need to do to make me believe you?
Chapter 116 Xiao Yan, what do you need to do to make me believe you?
Xiao Yan's temples were throbbing with pain from Liu Yiyi's noise.
Ever since he came back from court, his skull felt as if someone had chiseled a hole in it with a sharp iron tool, and there seemed to be insects and ants crawling around inside, causing him unbearable pain.
After he drank the medicine sent by Mr. Li, his headache symptoms were relieved a little.
Looking at the hysterical Liu Yiyi in front of him, his head began to ache again.
The man sat in front of the desk, wearing a dark gold-embroidered python robe, which made him look even more noble and majestic.
He stretched out his hand, and Yubai pressed his temple with his hand, and said irritably:
"She is my wife, Yiyi, please stop being unreasonable."
The words "making a fuss without reason" were like a sharp blade that stabbed straight into her heart, causing her to twitch in pain.
Liu Yiyi could tolerate Lin Zhaoyue living in the East Palace, and could tolerate Xiao Ying marrying Lin Zhaoyue, but she could not tolerate anything really happening between Xiao Ying and Lin Zhaoyue.
When she first learned that Xiao Yun was going to marry Lin Zhaoyue, she knew that Xiao Yun loved her, so she thought that even if Lin Zhaoyue married into the Eastern Palace, she would have to stay alone in the empty room.
Lin Zhaoyue will slowly waste away in this East Palace, unable to get the love she wants, and die in depression.
She also enjoyed seeing how a delicate flower gradually withered.
But she didn't expect that during the time Lin Zhaoyue lived in the Eastern Palace, she actually stayed in the prince's bedroom!
Liu Yiyi pointed at herself in disbelief and stared at him with wide eyes:
"Brother Ying, you said Yi Yi was being unreasonable?"
Brother Ying never said that to her.
Xiao Yan frowned slightly, knowing that what he had just said had hurt her, and slowed down his tone:
"Yiyi, you knew when I was getting married to her in the afterlife, and I promised you that I would marry you as my co-wife. What else are you not satisfied with?"
The man's words were cold and indifferent.
Liu Yiyi clenched her fists and stared at him with her watery eyes, not missing any of his expressions:
"Brother Ying, do you love Yiyi?"
Xiao Yan looked at Liu Yiyi and frowned:
"If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have promised to marry you."
When he promised to marry her at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain eight years ago, he knew very clearly that he loved her.
But maybe it was because he had been with her for too long, and the initial excitement seemed to have disappeared.
But this did not prevent Xiao Yan from feeling that he loved her.
Liu Yiyi was not fooled by Xiao Yan's words, but asked:
"So Brother Ying promised to marry Sister Yue because he loves her?"
He loves Lin Zhaoyue?
She actually thought like this?
Is that why she is so sad?
"I don't love her. She is different from you. No one can replace Yiyi in my heart."
When Liu Yiyi heard Xiao Yan say that no one could replace her, a sweet feeling surged in her heart, and the anger and grievance in her heart immediately disappeared by more than half.
With a calculation in mind, she sobbed:
"But why can Sister Yue live in the East Palace, but Yiyi can't? Why can Sister Yue climb into Brother Yin's bed, but Yiyi can't?"
"Yiyi, I've told you that living in the East Palace will damage your reputation."
Xiao Yan explained patiently.
"But Yiyi doesn't care about reputation. Yiyi just wants to be with Brother Ying."
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly:
"Yiyi, don't be willful."
Liu Yiyi walked up to him, took the initiative to hold Xiao Yan's hand, and spoke in a soft and delicate tone:
"Brother Ying, Yiyi is not willful. As long as she can stay with Brother Ying, Yiyi doesn't care about anything."
No matter what the man's purpose was in sending Lin Zhaoyue to Xiao Yan, she would not allow Xiao Yan to fall in love with Lin Zhaoyue again.
And only when she is close to him, the male Gu in his body will develop better.
The moment Liu Yiyi held him, there seemed to be a voice in Xiao Yan's heart urging him to hug her.
His hand unconsciously clenched hers, as if he was suddenly and strongly attracted to something.
This feeling of being out of control was different from the feeling of being out of control he felt in front of Lin Zhaoyue.
Although he would feel annoyed at losing control in front of Lin Zhaoyue, his body would not resist.
On the contrary, he enjoyed having some intimate contact with her.
She smelled delicious, her lips were soft and fragrant.
As for Liu Yiyi, both her mind and heart were clamoring for him to hold her and love her, but when he reacted.
He didn't know when he had withdrawn his hand.
Seeing Xiao Yun retracting his hand as if he had touched something dirty, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Liu Yiyi's eyes.
Why was that stupid woman Lin Zhaoyue allowed to stay in his bedroom, but she couldn't even hold his hand? !
Liu Yiyi looked at him with tears in her eyes, hurt.
Xiao Yan didn't know why he was so strange, so he pursed his lips and said:
"If Yiyi wants to live in the East Palace, I will find a suitable day for you to move in."
Liu Yiyi was about to cry:
"Is it not possible tomorrow? And Yiyi heard someone say last night that someone had set fire to the East Palace. Yiyi was so worried that she didn't sleep all night."
Xiao Yan stared at her for a while, then slowly said:
"Then Yiyi will move in tomorrow."
Having achieved her goal, Liu Yiyi decided to quit while she was ahead:
"Brother Ying, do you have a headache? Yiyi, give Brother Ying a massage."
Liu Yiyi said this, her watery eyes hiding all her emotions very well.
She naturally knew that Xiao Yan's headache was caused by the public Gu.
The poison in his body will gradually eat away at his sanity.
As she spoke, she stretched out a pair of white and delicate hands.
In addition to her unique magnolia scent, there was also a sweet and alluring smell that Xiao Yun had never smelled before.
Xiao Yan avoided her hand and said:
“You don’t need to do these things.”
Then, he said to the outside world:
"Let Lin Zhaoyue come over."
When Lin Zhaoyue arrived at Xiao Xin's study, she saw from afar the man sitting at the desk, writing something.
The woman in white beside him was grinding ink.
The breeze was blowing gently, and the wide sleeves of the two people, one black and one white, were intertwined in the wind. The picture was extremely harmonious.
Lin Zhaoyue didn't know why Xiao Yan called her over, but when she saw this scene, she suddenly stopped.
After grinding the ink, Liu Yiyi placed the inkstone in front of the man. He looked up inadvertently and was visibly stunned when he saw her.
The girl was wearing a light green dress with an emerald green belt tied around her waist. Her waist was as slender as a willow and could be held in one hand.
She has a graceful figure and well-proportioned curves.
That pretty face had a hint of sickly paleness, which made people feel pity for it.
No wonder Brother Ying couldn’t help it.
Liu Yiyi's hands hidden under her sleeves gradually tightened, and with provocation, she gave Lin Zhaoyue a meaningful smile.
Before Lin Zhaoyue understood what her smile meant, she saw Liu Yiyi covering her chest and suddenly falling into Xiao Yan's arms.
The neckline was pulled very low, and half of the snow lotus could be vaguely seen.
That face was full of apology and weakness:
"I'm sorry, Brother Ying. Yiyi suddenly felt a pain in her chest just now and couldn't stand steadily."
The atmosphere is provocative and full of naked seduction.
Lin Zhaoyue felt that there was nothing left for her to do. Just as she turned around and was about to leave, she heard a man's deep voice behind her:
"How long do you plan to stay outside?"
Lin Zhaoyue turned her head and met Xiao Yun's dark eyes.
Liu Yiyi had been pushed away by him.
You can even hold this in!
It is true love!
Because of love, we are restrained, polite and cautious.
Lin Zhaoyue understood.
In his previous life, when he was in the mood, he didn't care where it was, as long as there were no outsiders, he would make endless demands on her.
When she loved him before, she was willing.
Looking back now, she was such a bitch!
A hint of self-mockery and self-loathing flashed across Lin Zhaoyue's eyes.
She felt sick just thinking about the self-deprecating Lin Zhaoyue in her previous life.
Lin Zhaoyue walked in with no expression.
As soon as she entered the study, she smelled the unique magnolia scent and feminine makeup scent coming from Liu Yiyi, mixed with the rich ambergris, which made her feel nauseous and want to vomit.
Looking at Lin Zhaoyue who walked in, a hint of jealousy flashed in Liu Yiyi's eyes.
This bitch!
Whenever she thought of her sleeping with Brother Yin, she wanted to cut her into pieces.
When she is no longer of any use, she will definitely throw her into the military camp.
Liu Yiyi's hateful look disappeared in a flash, and when she raised her eyes again, her watery eyes were full of weakness and fear.
As if he was afraid that she would bully her.
The fair hand unconsciously stroked the gauze on her neck that was used to cover the burns, and said carefully:
"Sister Yue, you're here?"
Lin Zhaoyue ignored her and walked straight to Xiao Yan. After bowing, she said:
"What is it that the Crown Prince wants me to come here for?"
Do you really think you are his personal maid?
Xiao Yun's indifferent gaze fell on her. After experiencing last night, she seemed to have grown a lot overnight.
At this moment, there was no trace of emotion on her face.
No jealousy, and no anger.
Like a lifeless, emotionless dead object.
His dark eyes flickered slightly, Xiao Yan looked at Liu Yiyi and said:
"Yiyi, you are not feeling well, so go back and rest first!"
Liu Yiyi suddenly felt like she had shot herself in the foot. She shouldn't have used her discomfort as an excuse.
"Brother Ying, Yiyi is fine now."
"Be obedient and don't joke with your body."
Xiao Yan's brows furrowed, and he asked Liu Yiyi's maid to come in and take her away.
Liu Yiyi's expression was a little ugly, but remembering that she would be able to move into the East Palace tomorrow, she could only speak:
"Then Yiyi will go back first. Brother Ying, remember to drink the soup that Yiyi made for you."
Xiao Yan nodded and watched Liu Yiyi walk out of the study before he looked away.
The door was opened and closed, and with a creaking sound, the carved wooden door was closed, and they were the only two people left in the study.
Lin Zhaoyue didn't even blink, just waiting for Xiao Yun to speak.
"Lin Zhaoyue, the antidote."
He looked at her with cold eyes and a strong sense of oppression.
Lin Zhaoyue was puzzled:
"I really don't understand what the prince is talking about. What antidote?"
Xiao Yun frowned.
"Playing dumb with me? The antidote to the nightmare poison."
Lin Zhaoyue pursed her lips, suppressed her temper, and said:
"Your Highness, I have already said this. I really did not give you any nightmare poison, and I don't even know what that nightmare poison is."
He refused to admit it and showed no repentance.
Xiao Yan's eyes turned colder;
"Mr. Li said that my migraine was caused by the sequelae of the nightmare poison."
Lin Zhaoyue frowned and really wanted to pick up the inkstone and smash him to death.
"Since it was Elder Li who said so, then Your Highness the Crown Prince should go find Elder Li. I still say the same thing, that nightmare poison was not cast by me."
"Is there any evidence that it wasn't you who did it?"
Lin Zhaoyue: …
It wasn't her who placed the order in the first place, how could she prove it?
"I don't even know how to give the nightmare poison to the prince.
"Prince, just because the person in your dream was me, do you think it was me who did it? Your Highness, maybe those were not dreams, but reality?"
real?
"But I asked you, and you said it was just a dream."
What he said partially overlapped with the trajectory of his previous life, but only partially.
"Since the prince wants evidence, then the prince should let me out of the East Palace and I will investigate."
Let her out of the East Palace?
Thinking of what she said last night about letting her go, Xiao Yan's face turned even colder:
"Looking for evidence? I think you want to take this opportunity to run away!"
"Lin Zhaoyue, stop dreaming."
Lin Zhaoyue frowned and said coldly:
"Qingzhu is in your hands, I won't run away."
"I don't believe you."
As Xiao Yan spoke, he turned the jade ring on his hand, remembered something, and said quietly:
"I went to court this morning and ran into Duke Lin."
When Lin Zhaoyue heard the three words "Duke Lin", her heart tightened.
"He said he wanted to cancel the marriage between me and you."
Lin Zhaoyue pursed her lips. She was already "dead", so the marriage naturally had to be cancelled.
But Xiao Ying specifically mentioned this matter, and Lin Zhaoyue could vaguely guess that Xiao Ying disagreed.
Although she didn't know why.
Sure enough, Xiao Yan continued:
"But I didn't agree. I really didn't know whether I should tell Duke Lin that his "dead" daughter was staying in the East Palace and had physical contact with me."
Talking nonsense and full of bullshit.
Lin Zhaoyue gritted her teeth and said:
"Xiao Yan, when did I ever have physical contact with you? It was you who insisted on holding me while sleeping."
Seeing that her expressionless face finally showed a hint of life, Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows:
"Didn't we kiss each other at the Royal Courtyard?"
Lin Zhaoyue was so angry that her chest ached. She wanted to go up and tear his face apart:
"You forced a kiss on me that time."
"A forced kiss is also a kiss."
In terms of endurance, Lin Zhaoyue was not as good as Xiao Yun, who had been practicing for more than ten years. She took a deep breath and said slowly:
"Xiao Yan, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to tell you that if you don't hand over the antidote, I might get a headache someday. I'm not necessarily talking nonsense."
Lin Zhaoyue clenched her fists and said:
"Xiao Yan, I told you that I didn't poison you. What do you want me to do to make you believe me?"
The pain in his skull began again. Xiao Yan lifted his eyelids and looked at her, without a trace of emotion in his eyes:
"I only believe in evidence."
After saying this, he stopped talking about this topic and looked at her and said:
"I have a headache, come over here and give me a massage."
Liu Yiyi was here just now, but he didn't let Liu Yiyi press it, but let her do it.
Xiao Yan is really sick!
Have a serious illness.
Seeing that she didn't move, Xiao Yan's dark eyes swept towards her:
"Ok?"
A tone, full of menace.
Lin Zhaoyue almost bit her silver teeth to pieces.
The girl approached, and the pleasant scent of lime on her body densely wrapped around his nose, intertwined with the scent of ink, rushed into his lungs, and dispelled the haze.
A boneless hand pressed lightly on his temple, and the pain in his skull was instantly relieved by more than half.
Looking at Xiao Yun who was resting with his eyes closed, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Lin Zhaoyue's eyes.
However, the murderous intent flashed by.
She is no match for him.
At this moment, Feng Xin's voice sounded outside the door:
"Your Highness, someone from the Red Yan Kingdom is here to visit."