Four expressionless secret guards stared at Zhao Xiyan closely.
Zhao Xiyan was calm: "When it comes, it will come naturally."
Hosta didn't know how to eat, so she barely ate a few bites and then couldn't eat any more. Zhao Xiyan actually had no appetite, and even the most delicious food was tasteless.
However, she didn't want anyone to see her true emotions, so she ate most of the bowl slowly before putting down her chopsticks.
The four secret guards were like mutes, not speaking at all from beginning to end. One of them collected the dishes and sent them out, while the other three continued to look at her.
Zhao Xiyan glanced over: "Go find some books, I want to read."
The secret guards were also a little shocked.
This Miss Zhao Liu is not only a rare beauty in the world, her calmness and courage are also extremely rare among boudoir girls.
The three secret guards looked at each other, and one of them withdrew and brought a pile of books from nowhere. There was also a set of pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Zhao Xiyan picked up a book at random and started reading it slowly.
It was as if nothing had happened today. She was still in Zhao Mansion, staying in her boudoir.
Zhao Xiyan's calmness was extremely contagious. The hosta, who had been worried and frightened, gritted his teeth and made a request to the secret guards: "I want an embroidery basket."
The secret guards turned a blind eye.
It's just a matter of serving Miss Zhao. It's really ridiculous that a mere maid wants to manipulate them.
"Didn't you hear?" Zhao Xiyan raised her head and looked over, her eyes slightly cold: "Go get an embroidery basket and some pieces of clothing material."
"Murong Shen sent you here to serve. Didn't he tell you that as long as I stay peacefully, you must obey my orders?"
Secret guards: "..."
Yes, go get it!
A slightly thin secret guard went out. In less than a moment of burning incense, he took the embroidery basket, which contained embroidery needles of various thicknesses, as well as scissors and embroidery stretchers.
Zhao Xiyan glanced at the sharp scissors and twitched the corner of her mouth.
Murong Shen knew her well and knew that she would not seek life or death.
There are two masters and servants, one reads and the other does embroidery.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The long sound of the night watch reached my ears.
It’s the third update.
Hosta raised her head and was about to speak when she suddenly heard footsteps outside the door. The footsteps were steady and powerful, obviously the steps of a man.
Yuhan's heart tightened, and the embroidery needle in her hand suddenly pricked her finger, blood dripped out, and the pain was heartbreaking. Yuhan endured the pain and looked at Zhao Xiyan hurriedly: "Miss!"
Zhao Xiyan said calmly: "Don't be afraid, you go out first and I will take care of it."
Where is the hosta willing to leave: "I want to stay with the young lady."
If Murong Shen did something inappropriate, she would risk her life to protect her in front of the young lady.
The door was pushed open.
A tall young man appeared at the door.
The moonlight is bright tonight, and the young man's handsome face cannot be seen clearly against the moonlight. Those bright and blazing eyes fall greedily and eagerly on Zhao Xiyan's face: "Xiyan, you and I finally meet each other."
The last time I saw her was the night she entered the palace a few months ago.
It was the end of the year, so she deliberately covered up her natural beauty with makeup, lowered her head, and occasionally raised her eyes without looking at him.
Tonight, she finally raised her clear eyes and looked at him steadily.
Her eyes were all about him at this moment.
"Murong Shen, it is indeed you."
Zhao Xiyan's voice seemed to have been frozen in the ice and snow, and it was cold when she spat it out: "I am right in front of you now, within your reach. What are you going to do next?"
"Are you going to stay here tonight?"
Murong Shen: "..."
Secret guards: "..."
Yuhan felt a roar in her head, almost exploding, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Murong Shen, if you dare to damage the girl's innocence, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost."
Murong Shen didn't know whether it was shame, anger, or some other intense emotion. His face flashed dark red, and he glared at the hosta: "Shut up. If you dare to yell again in the middle of the night, I will kick you out immediately."
Then he looked at Zhao Xiyan with complicated eyes: "Xiyan, why do you belittle me like this? You know that I will not hurt you."
Zhao Xiyan sneered: "It turns out I misunderstood. How could the dignified Prince Murong, the imperial captain, do such a despicable act as drugging an innocent boudoir girl and force me to come here? Since it is
It was a misunderstanding, Colonel Murong just sent me back to Zhao Mansion."
A trace of embarrassment flashed in Murong Shen's eyes.
He is arrogant and considers himself a hero of the world. What he did this time is indeed not very honorable!
Hosta's eyes were filled with sparks, and she stared at Murong Shen fiercely.
Several secret guards did not dare to look at their master's ugly face and lowered their heads.
Murong Shen calmed down and ordered in a deep voice: "You all should step aside and do not disturb me from talking to Miss Zhao."
The secret guards whispered in agreement and quickly retreated.
The loyal maid didn't even move her jade hairpin, and looked at Murong Shen with the vigilance of looking at a wolf, tiger, and leopard.
Zhao Xiyan's voice came to my ears: "Hogan, please step back too."
Hosta was startled and turned around suddenly: "Miss!"
Zhao Xiyan looked at the hosta and said slowly: "I have something to say to him, please step aside!"
Hosta knew her master's temper and had to retreat reluctantly.
Murong Shen stepped in and closed the door. Just as he was about to approach, Zhao Xiyan said coldly: "If you take one more step forward, I guarantee that I will not survive tomorrow."
Murong Shen: "..."
This threat sounds a bit ridiculous. The person imprisoned here is actually threatening his own life.
But this trick works very well.
Murong Shen stopped as expected, with a helpless look on his handsome face and a faint smile: "Xiyan, when you were by my side before, you were gentle and considerate, without jealousy or jealousy, and never got angry. Now you are like this
, that’s what you are.”
Then he smiled and sighed: "It has been more than a year since I opened my eyes again. I can finally be alone with you for a while."
Whether it was when I went to Beihai County or met in the capital, Xu Jing was always there. Tonight, at this moment, it was only him and Zhao Xiyan.
This feeling is really wonderful.
Unfortunately, Zhao Xiyan had no intention of cooperating at all: "You plan to hide me here forever? What a wishful thinking! Xu Jing will come to save me soon."
As soon as the words "Xu Jing" came into his ears, the smile on Murong Shen's face disappeared immediately. He squinted his eyes and stared at Zhao Xiyan with a sinister look in his eyes: "Xu Jing can't return to the capital."
Zhao Xiyan didn't move her brows and responded coldly: "Assassination tactics are of no use to him."
Murong Shen looked at her deeply: "It's already now and you still want to trick me. Even if I tell you the whole plan, what's the use?"
"I prepared this courtyard a year ago. No one can find it here. Just live there with peace of mind and wait until the day when the world is settled!"
