Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

The meal was delivered to the room, and Zhao Xi said to her, "Princess, it's time to eat."

Ji Yan shook her head. She had no appetite. Now that the future was uncertain, it was really difficult for her to stay calm.

Zhao Xi tried to persuade her for a long time, but Ji Yan had no intention of eating.

He had no choice but to go to the Taifu.

When Feng Shu returned to the guest room, the princess sat in front of the window and looked down.

I don't know what I'm looking at, but I'm very fascinated.

Ji Yan still feels that the people in the town are weird.

"Princess." Feng Shu said.

When Ji Yan heard his voice, her back stiffened and she slowly lowered her eyes, not intending to pay attention to him.

"It's time to eat, princess." Feng Shu reminded in a low voice.

Ji Yan still didn't respond to him. She lowered her head, pillowed it on her arm, and covered her mouth and nose to avoid smelling the unpleasant smell of Feng Shu.

She didn't know how long it took, but she heard Feng Shu sigh. He was so close that he stood beside her at some point.

"Even if the princess is angry with the minister, she should not skip meals."

"I don't want to..." Before she could finish her words, she couldn't help but exclaimed, because Feng Shu put his arms around her waist and picked her up.

Ji Yan held his arm in a hurry, but she didn't know where it touched. Fengshu froze for a moment, stopped, and let out a suppressed groan in his chest. After just a moment, he continued to move forward and hugged her. Sit down at the table.

When Ji Yan was put down by him, she saw the blood on his arm.

It has dried up.

This is what she just encountered.

"Didn't you treat the wound?" She asked in a dull voice.

Feng Shu shook his head: "It's a small injury, no need to deal with it."

Ji Yan didn't know what to say. She paused and stopped getting emotional. Her health was important. She had no appetite and she had to eat something.

Feng Shu was relieved when he saw that she had eaten. Then I thought about where to go next and when to leave.

Now we can't go through official roads, so we can only take remote routes that are rarely visited by people.

And Feng Shu also just wanted her to suffer as little as possible.

While Ji Yan was eating, she also thought about it carefully. The Taifu was too old-fashioned. He thought he had taken away her virginity, so he wanted to be responsible for her. To him, career was just something external to him, and nothing could compare to that. He has a stubborn sense of responsibility. He is a civil servant, and a thoughtful civil servant. His moral pursuit is above all else.

Perhaps only by convincing him that she had not lost her virginity to him would he truly re-examine the matter. With her understanding of the Taifu, he might take the initiative to take her back to the palace to plead guilty.

The problem is that Feng Shu doesn't let anyone else test her body. If she wants to prove it, she can only let him do it himself.

After finishing the meal, Ji Yan was thinking about how to tell Feng Shu about this matter.

But before she could think about it, Feng Shu suddenly took out the ruler that had once frightened her.

What is he doing with the ruler? No, why did he bring the ruler over?

Did he want to continue to discipline her after leaving the palace? How dare he!

Ji Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, but Feng Shu held the ruler in both hands, knelt on the ground, and lowered his head slightly in front of her skirt. His voice was cold and waveless: "I am guilty, please punish me princess. "

Ji Yan froze.

What does he mean by this?

He knew that taking her out of the palace privately was a capital crime, but he committed the crime knowingly.

What's the point of asking her to apologize after everything has been done?

But Ji Yan was angry with him and he took the initiative to seek punishment. How could she let him go?

So she stretched out her hand and took hold of the ruler.

In the past, the Taifu used the ruler to punish the princes and princesses in the palace, but now the ruler was in her hand to punish the Taifu.

She asked him to open his hands, and Feng Shu opened his hands. Ji Yan lowered her eyes and looked at him intently. He was now a wanted criminal by the court, but he still showed no trace of embarrassment. He was as bright as the moon, like mountains and glaciers, and as if he was wearing a holy coat.

This made her unhappy, and made Ji Yan rebelliously want to take off this coat for him.

She held the ruler in her hand and hit his palm with all her strength.

"Pa--" was heard loud and clear. Ji Yan just held the ruler, her palms were numb from the shock.

Feng Shu didn't say a word, and didn't even draw back his hand.

Ji Yan suddenly felt that it was so boring. She was clearly punishing Feng Shu, but she hurt herself.

She threw away the ruler, raised her feet and shrank to the couch, hugged her knees, and said weakly for no reason: "Go away, I don't want to see you."

Feng Shu raised his head, his eyes as cold as springs a bit dazed.

The princess didn't want to see him, so he paused, did nothing, got up and left.

Feng Shu left, and Ji Yan didn't get better. She didn't know why she ended up in this situation.

After being alone for a long time, she really wanted to go home, but did she have a home?

The palace didn't seem to be her home, and she couldn't feel the warmth of home.

And she should have a home, a home that can at least provide shelter from the wind and rain.

That afternoon, Feng Shu didn't come again. Only Zhao Xi came in the evening and asked her if there was anything she needed.

Ji Yan said: "I want to take a bath."

Zhao Xi asked for hot water for bathing and filled two buckets.

Ji Yan took off her clothes, soaked in the bathtub, and struggled to wash herself in the narrow wooden barrel of the inn alone. After being raised in the palace for a long time, she seemed to have become squeamish. She could only use a new bathtub. If you are too young, you will feel suffocated, and you will feel aggrieved by the smallest things.

After hurriedly washing and wiping myself, the soles of my feet accidentally stepped on slippery water, and I fell. My spleen and bones hurt, and I couldn't stand up for a long time.

Feng Shu heard her cry of pain and asked her what happened.

Ji Yan didn't want him to know how embarrassed she was at this time, but she said inexplicably: "I fell, come in and help me."

The voice fell, and there was silence inside and outside the room for a long time before the sound of the door was heard.

The candle lit in front of Ji Yanhuan had burned out, and the room was dark.

Feng Shu found the princess behind the barrel. She had only a piece of cloth covering her body, her long hair hanging down her shoulders, wet.

After Ji Yan wrapped her body in a cloth, she stretched out her hand towards him, "I can't get up, carry me to the couch."

Feng Shu's eyes were slightly dark, and his expression was a bit stunned. The ice and snow of the past seemed to have melted away at this moment.

He obediently knelt down and picked her up like a tight string.

As soon as she turned over, the princess's body was fragrant with fragrance, and the moist temperature almost melted the cloth.

Feng Shu was stiff, but Ji Yan relaxed. It was not as embarrassing as imagined.

He had done what he could to kidnap her, but now he just carried her onto the bed, feeling like he was facing a formidable enemy.

She thought how bold he was.

Feng Shu put her on the couch. Her hair was still wet. Without any reminder, he took a dry towel from the side and lowered his head to twist her hair.

Ji Yan didn't say anything. In the past, it was Yin Yu who twisted her hair in the palace.

And since he got her out of the palace, he should be responsible for her.

After twirling her hair half dry, Feng Shu fetched her a change of clothes, and then prepared to leave, but Ji Yan stopped him: "Wait a minute."

Feng Shu paused and looked back.

The princess lowered her head and uncovered a section of the kerchief, and said in a hoarse voice: "I allow you to test my body for me."