Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Chapter 736 The delicate princess is trapped in the Shura field 1

[Written before: This plane is quite special, with a lot of slices, but in the end it is 1v1, slightly suspenseful, with foreshadowing in the early stage, the heart-throb Shura field literature, extreme pulling, the slices have very different personalities, they appear in turns, and they are basically not normal people 】

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Ji Yan has lost her memory and cannot remember who she is. She only vaguely remembers her name - Ji Yan.

But people in the palace said that she was the princess of Zhao Kingdom, with golden branches and jade leaves, and her name was Pei Yan.

He fell off his horse before and was in a coma for half a month.

She will lose her memory because of this.

Ji Yan spent a few days in confusion and gradually adapted to the life of a princess.

When she got up in the morning, she rolled over and got out of bed. As soon as her legs stepped down, a pair of hands as delicate and beautiful as mutton-fat jade held her forearms. Ji Yan lowered her eyes and saw only the young man's hand that had fallen down from the brim of his hat. The slightly curled eyelashes have clear roots.

Over the past few days, Ji Yan has become accustomed to Yin Yu's service and is quite dependent on him.

After cleansing her face and rinsing her mouth as usual, Yin Yu picked out a water-red palace dress for her, then led her to the dressing table and combed her hair. The girl in the bronze mirror had bright and moving features, and her eyes were light, like a A breeze that cannot be caught.

Ji Yan likes to be in a daze recently, and her attention is often not very concentrated. After Yin Yu called her twice, she slightly raised her eyes.

"what happened?"

Yin Yu said: "Princess, the Ninth Prince sent news from the Leng Palace. He wants to see you."

Who is the Ninth Prince...

Ji Yan didn't care much and said, "No." She didn't want to see anyone.

"Okay." Yin Yu paused and responded meekly.

But after a while, Yin Yu said again, "Princess, you used to be very close to the Ninth Prince."

"Really?" Ji Yan didn't remember anything.

Yin Yu told her: "The Ninth Prince was born in the Cold Palace. Your Majesty ordered him to be imprisoned in the Cold Palace together with his mother and concubine. He was not allowed to step out of the Cold Palace. Half a year ago, you passed by the Cold Palace unintentionally and met the Ninth Prince. Since then, you have known each other." He is... quite close."

"Is this so..."

Yin Yu knew that she could not remember anything, so he introduced her: "The Ninth Prince's name is Pei Yanzhi, and he is the son of the abandoned concubine Zhou."

"Yeah, I understand." She lowered her eyes and said perfunctorily.

Ji Yan didn't really want to meet someone who was completely unfamiliar to her. She thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about it later."

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There was a cat in the palace with snow-white fur and a pair of sapphire eyes. Ji Yan would hold her in her arms when she was fine, basking in the sun and stroking her soft fur.

Yin Yu always kneels at her feet. Ji Yan is still not used to it. She lowered her eyes and looked at him and said warmly: "You don't have to kneel, it's not good for your knees."

When the young man heard this, his eyelashes twitched twice, his eyebrows were lowered and meek, "A slave is born low, so he should kneel down and serve the princess."

Ji Yan couldn't help but remain silent.

For some reason, she didn't like Yin Yu's humble attitude of looking down on himself. He always didn't like to face her with a straight face. Thinking of this, she felt a trace of anger in her heart for no reason -

"Keep your head up."

Yin Yu froze, her voice a little hoarse: "I'm ugly, I'm afraid I'll scare the princess."

He was always like this. Ji Yan usually didn't like to act like a princess, but she was a little angry for no reason at this moment. She pursed her lips and said angrily: "Aren't you going to listen to what I say?"

"It still doesn't work..."

"I don't dare." There were light cyan veins on the back of Yin Yu's hands, and she had to raise her head, exposing her whole face.

His skin is very white, his lips are like cinnabar, his facial features are soft and beautiful, he has a pair of slightly upward auspicious eyes, and his eyebrows are slender. He should be a very beautiful face, but the right half of his face, from the brow bone down, is Up to the slightly straight bridge of the nose, there is a large dark red birthmark, covering the entire right eye. It is a bit scary at first glance, but on closer inspection, it is not ugly, like a gorgeous peach blossom that has been enlarged several times.

Ji Yan looked slightly sluggish.

The young man's slightly pursed lips trembled at this moment, and his voice was hoarse: "I am guilty of frightening the princess."

Ji Yan couldn't help but frown, her eyes fell on Yin Yu's face, she didn't say anything, she just raised her hand under her sleeve.

The girl's soft white fingers gently touched the birthmark on Yin Yu's face twice and said, "It's not ugly."

Yin Yu was startled.

"Very beautiful." Her voice was as gentle as water, and her charming peach blossom eyes reflected Yin Yu's stunned face.

Yin Yu opened her lips, and her eyes couldn't help but sparkle with water.

Ji Yan continued: "From now on, there is no need to kneel to me when no one else is around."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and touched the cat on her lap with her fingers.

The young man pursed his lips: "Yes, princess."

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Ji Yan rested in the palace for a month. She didn't want to see anyone, so no one disturbed her during this period.

He had been recuperating for more than a month, and people started to visit him one after another.

Ji Yan still doesn't want to see them and refuses most of them, but it doesn't seem to be an option in the long run.

That day, Yin Yu said to her: "The master sent someone to ask the princess when she can go back to class. The princess has fallen behind on her homework for nearly two months."

Ji Yan was slightly stunned when she heard this, "Should I go to study too?"

Yin Yu explained: "The rule set by the late emperor is that the princess, like the prince, must listen to the tutor's lectures together."

Ji Yan thought for a moment and pursed her lips: "Do we have to go?"

"If the princess doesn't want to go, she can ask for leave from the tutor, but she still needs to make up for the missed homework in the future."

Although Ji Yan has lost her memory, she also understands the principle of adding up little things to make up for them. Trying to make up for it by then will only make her even more overwhelmed.

She compromised: "Then tell the tutor for me and I will attend the class tomorrow."

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On the first day of class, Ji Yan wore a light blue underskirt and had a hairpin in her bun, making a jingling sound. Yin Yu held the bookcase for her, and Ji Yan slightly lifted the hem of her skirt and got out of the carriage. Up and down.

At the same time, a carriage passed by them, and the dark curtains were blown up by the wind. When Ji Yan raised her eyes, the carriage had already gone away, and she could only smell a little cold fragrance on the tip of her nose.

Yin Yu said: "That is Taifu Fengshu's carriage."

"Fengshu..." Ji Yan tried hard to recall, but still couldn't think of any memories related to it.

Yin Yu then carefully introduced Taifu to her.

Fengshu was the prince's tutor. He had a very high status in the palace. He was rich in knowledge and talented. He was a rare literary star in Zhao Kingdom for a hundred years. He had a rather cold temperament. He was unsmiling and demanding when teaching. The youngest in the palace The princes and princesses were all terrified of him, it was like a childhood nightmare.

Just hearing Yin Yu's description, Ji Yan couldn't help but shrink her shoulders and asked curiously: "Have I been trained by the master before?"

Yin Yu nodded: "The princess used to be playful and was often punished by the master to copy articles."

"Is it just a penalty?"

Yin Yu paused and said hesitantly: "The master has a ruler. If you don't complete your homework well, you will be slapped on the palm."

When Ji Yan heard this, she couldn't help but bend her fingertips downwards and pursed her lips: "So...did I often get slapped on the palm by the master in the past?"

"Ah."

Ji Yan felt bad instantly.

Will it hurt when Taifu hits someone?

She had just recovered from a serious illness, so maybe the master would be merciful to her and not be so strict.