After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

The two guards brought by Yao Xinyu were all masters. Lu Xiyue nestled in Xiao Yunheng's arms, even her breathing became much quieter, for fear of being discovered by the other party.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting came from inside.

Soon, the fighting sound stopped.

Lu Xiyue held her breath, poked her head out to look.

Suddenly, a group of black shadows was thrown out, accompanied by the woman's exclamation.

Lu Xiyue saw the appearance of that person clearly, it was Lan Zhihe.

She had no clothes on, only a black robe torn from Yao Xinyu's body.

Ji Wuhen had already put on her shirt, her long hair was scattered, and blood was faintly oozing from her heart.

Yao Xinyu walked out of the room behind her, holding a dagger in his hand, with blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

Lan Zhihe was lying on the ground, looking at Yao Xinyu as if seeing a ghost.

"Please, let me go, I know I was wrong, Miss Yao, I shouldn't have drugged the Third Highness, I know I was wrong!"

She curled up and wanted to back away, with tears of incomparable regret on her face.

Ji Wuhen opened his mouth, wanting to speak for her, but in the end he didn't speak.

She plotted against him and made Xin Yu disappointed in him. She deserved this fate.

Ji Wuhen really wanted to take care of his family, but an uncle's family with no power at all was obviously not enough for the prime minister's mansion.

What's more, he really likes Yao Xinyu.

"Since you know you are wrong, you should be punished."

At the moment of night, Yao Xinyu walked up to Lan Zhihe, pinched the girl's chin, and pressed the cold blade against it.

"Girl, I was really wrong, please, let me live, I will be your cow and horse in the future..."

Lan Zhihe was really scared. She thought that Yao Xinyu would not let her go, but she never expected that she would be so mad that she wanted to kill herself.

"The person who robbed me has the guts to ask for my forgiveness." Yao Xinyu pressed her fingertips and laughed coldly.

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain on his face, and blood flowed down the arc of his cheeks, Lan Zhihe turned pale with shock: "Third Highness, save me!"

Ji Wuhen just stood under the door frame, motionless looking at the person who was ruthlessly disfigured by the girl.

That expression was almost cold.

Lan Zhihe was filled with despair.

After slashing Lanzhihe's face twice, Yao Xinyu stopped moving, as if he felt that it was very boring.

"I suddenly changed my mind. In the future, you will serve by my side."

Lan Zhihe fell to the ground, she couldn't feel the pain of the wound, she just felt numb and sticky blood flowed down.

She knew that her appearance was ruined.

Yao Xinyu was still saying: "From now on, your name will be Xiao He, and you will be the personal maid I brought from the Prime Minister's mansion, understand?"

Lan Zhihe raised her eyelids, wanting to refuse.

The woman's smiling, malicious eyes looked over, as if she was a Yaksha disguised as a man in this endless night.

She nodded tremblingly.

Lan Zhihe knew very well that she spared her own life because her face was ruined.

It's not charity, but I want to torture her by putting her by my side.

But living is better than dead after all.

Yao Xinyu turned around and smiled at the man Shi Shiran: "Third Highness, did you hear that?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Wuhen's lips: "As long as you can calm down, I will do whatever you say."

After getting married, he spread the news that Lan Zhihe had died of an emergency.

From then on, there was no Lanzhihe in the world, only Xiaohe, the maidservant of the third concubine.

"Heh." Yao Xinyu licked his lips, threw the dagger aside, and forced him to look at each other with a compelling gaze: "I will never let go of this matter for the rest of my life."

Ji Wuhen lowered his head: "I know, I will try my best to make up for it."

Yao Xinyu didn't stay long, Lan Zhihe with a face of scars disappeared into the night.

……

When the courtyard was quiet again, Lu Xiyue sat on the treetop and let out a long breath.

Yao Xinyu is really scary!

"Ji Wuhen's feelings for Yao Xinyu are absolutely true." She chuckled.

The wound on his chest just now was probably stabbed by Yao Xinyu with a dagger in his rage.

If it was just for the prime minister's power, Yao Xinyu would have been arrested as an assassin by now.

"You said his heart is really cruel, and he actually looked at Lan Zhihe..." Halfway through the speech, Lu Xiyue couldn't continue.

Is there anything wrong with Lanzhihe? Of course there is.

Not worthy of death?

From her point of view, yes, but to Yao Xinyu, she met the person she cherished most, so it was no wonder that she became so crazy.

She is really not good at commenting on anything casually.

But it is true that Ji Wuhen is cruel.

Lanzhihe fell into Yao Xinyu's hands, I'm afraid it won't be a good day.

"Okay, the play is over, we should go back." Dissatisfied with her excessive attention to other people's affairs, Xiao Yunheng put his arms around her shoulders, and then hugged her horizontally.

Lu Xiyue wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and said non-stop: "I originally thought that this matter would have some impact on the relationship between the two of you, but now it seems that there is not much."

In the original text, it is not written like this.

However, Xiao Yunheng returned to the palace as quickly as possible, as if he had never heard of it.

Before Lu Xiyue noticed the abnormality of the man, she was already placed on the bed, and when she realized it, Xiao Yunheng had already pressed him over.

"Well--"

The collision between his lips and teeth was different from the past. He grabbed her with both hands above her head, and one hand fell on her lower back, pressing her whole body towards him.

The night was intense, and the room was scorching hot enough to start a prairie fire.

Until he stopped, rubbed his chin against her nose, let out a sigh from his thin lips, and the light and shadow in his scarlet eyes traced the moving outline of her face little by little.

The door to the room was not closed.

There was a wind blowing outside, Lu Xiyue felt the wind pouring into her chest, she couldn't help shrinking her neck because of the cold.

Sensing her movement, Xiao Yunheng turned to the side, stretched out his hand to gather up the open collar of her heart, covering the peach blossom on her fair skin.

Lu Xiyue also returned to her senses at this moment, looking at someone with downcast eyes, she tapped his chin with her fingertips, "Why don't we sleep in separate rooms from today?"

"Do not."

The man firmly rejected her proposal.

"you sure?"

She leaned against the wall, sat up a little, and moved her gaze down to a certain place.

The man's already slightly drunken cheeks became even hotter, probably out of embarrassment, he grabbed her waist and dragged him down, then covered her up again.

"If you mess with me again, I can't bear it."

He bit her cheek in retaliation. He looked fierce, but the force was light, and he didn't even bite out a tooth mark.

Lu Xiyue hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, I was wrong, go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

She yawned, her eyes were foggy, and she was indeed sleepy.

"Just know to provoke me." He took another bite.

Every time he finished messing with him, he would show this innocent expression, leaving him helpless.

It's really...it will make people toss!