Only seven days left to live? She goes crazy and kills

Xie Yunjian stared at her expectant face. His first reaction was not that she wanted to take advantage of him, but that he suspected that she had put medicine on her lips in advance.

There were too many lessons from the past, and the shadows left were too heavy. He had no trust in her at all.

Raising his hand and knocking her on the chestnut, Xie Yunjian was annoyed: "You are so shameless, a young girl, aren't you afraid of being laughed at."

Yuan Ziying frowned: "Why are you afraid of being laughed at?"

Xie Yunjian fell silent for a moment, not knowing how to explain this to her.

A girl who grew up in the mountains was not so strict about the defense between men and women, but she was a woman who had received some education and knew that men and women should not be close to each other.

Confused and half-understood.

Understand a little, but not very well.

If he really wanted to explain it to her in detail, it would only make her more curious and have more questions.

Xie Yunjian cleverly changed the subject: "I'll have someone prepare hot water for you, take a hot bath. If you're hungry, you can ask the kitchen staff to prepare some food for you later."

Yuan Ziying said, "Can you stay with me while I take a bath?"

Xie Yunjian narrowed his eyes and looked at her faintly.

"I'm afraid of encountering a flower thief." Yuan Ziying explained innocently, "I'm so beautiful, aren't you worried at all?"

Xie Yunjian said calmly: "First, the Princess's Mansion is heavily guarded, and there won't be a flower thief; second, even if there is a flower thief, it's his bad luck to encounter you."

Yuan Ziying heard this and smiled very happily: "Do you think I'm awesome?"

Xie Yunjian: "..."

Yuan Ziying seemed to be flying into the sky, in a very good mood, wishful thinking that Xie Yunjian still cared about her, but liked to say one thing and mean another.

Xie Yunjian didn't bother to pay attention to her self-conceit. He met the housekeeper Cui Mama on the way and quickly entrusted Yuan Ziying to her. After giving her a few words of advice, he left first on the grounds that he was on official business.

Yuan Ziying sneered at his back, secretly scolded him as a coward, and then followed Cui Mama.

Cui Mama arranged a quiet courtyard for Yuan Ziying and transferred two maids to listen to her orders: "If Miss Yuan needs anything, just tell them."

Yuan Ziying bowed slightly: "Thank you, Mama."

"I dare not." Cui Mama hurriedly returned the greeting, "This is what we should do, Miss Yuan, don't be so polite."

The two maids quickly made hot water.

Yuan Ziying sprinkled a little pollen she brought with her into the water, then dismissed the two maids, undressed and took a bath, washed herself fragrantly, and then got up to dry her body and put on another set of clean clothes.

After packing everything, she wrapped herself in a cloak, walked out of the room, and headed for Yan Donghuang's Qingluan Courtyard.

An unexpected guest came to Qingluan Palace.

Prince An Yan Ling.

For Yan Donghuang, who had lived a new life, all nominal relatives were no longer relatives. Those who came to visit the Princess's Mansion were guests or enemies.

Yan Ling was wearing a white cloak with a gentle and elegant look, and his nobleness was accompanied by a bit of indifference and melancholy.

After sitting down, he held the teacup and looked at Yan Donghuang with hesitation: "Donghuang, the court has been in turmoil recently. The poisoning by Pingyang Hou was beyond my expectation. There are also those rumors outside. Are you under a lot of pressure?"

"Pressure?" Yan Donghuang took a sip of tea and said indifferently, "I don't feel any pressure."

Yan Ling paused, lowered his eyes and said: "How do you plan to deal with the second emperor?"

"Why?" Yan Donghuang raised his eyebrows, "Are you here to plead for him?"

Yan Ling pursed his lips: "We are brother and sister. The second emperor used to have the best relationship with you. I-"

"He won't die for the time being." Yan Donghuang interrupted him, "Even if he has to die, he has to wait until he sees me ascend the throne with his own eyes before he dies."

Yan Ling's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, his expression gloomy: "How did we brothers and sisters come to this point?"

"Because I am ambitious and don't recognize my relatives." Yan Donghuang's mouth corners slightly raised, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "To do whatever it takes for the throne, this is the consensus of the royal descendants, do you find it difficult to understand, Seventh Brother?"

Yan Ling pursed his lips, was silent for a long time, and then slowly shook his head: "It's not difficult to understand, but I have never thought about this kind of thing Love will happen to you, so——”

“Your Highness, the Crown Princess, I am here——” Yuan Ziying stepped into the door in a hurry. When she saw other people in the room, her voice stopped and she looked at Yan Ling with some embarrassment, “How is the young master?”

Yan Ling glanced at Yuan Ziying and felt that she was unfamiliar. He looked at Yan Donghuang in confusion: “Who is this girl…”

“I am the fiancée of General Xie Yunjian.” Yuan Ziying took off her cloak and bowed to him politely. Her eyes fell on his hand holding the teacup, “Hello, young master.”

Yan Donghuang said: “This is Prince An Yan Ling.”

Yuan Ziying Oh She said, and changed her words: "Meet His Royal Highness Prince An."

"No need to be polite." Yan Ling's eyes showed deep thought, "General Xie's fiancée? The girl doesn't seem to be from the capital."

Yuan Ziying nodded: "Indeed not."

"Then you-"

"Your Highness, I just took a bath." Yuan Ziying turned her head to look at Yan Donghuang, and suddenly picked up her skirt and turned around, "Does this dress look good?"

As she turned around, the blue skirt embroidered with butterflies fluttered in the air, and the girl who had just taken a bath exuded a pleasant fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers.

Yan Ling only felt the fragrance, but couldn't remember what flower it was.

"It looks good." Yan Donghuang nodded, "But aren't you cold wearing these clothes?"

Yuan Ziying walked over and picked up the pot to add tea to Yan Donghuang: "I just took a bath with hot water, and my body is warm. Although it's cold outside, it won't be cold once I enter your highness's room."

Yan Ling observed Yuan Ziying calmly, and felt that this girl was different from ordinary women. She seemed to be a little ignorant of the rules, but there was no cowardice or shrinkage between her eyebrows.

It seemed that she didn't match the identity of a "common woman" in her words.

Yan Ling suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and turned to look at Yan Donghuang: "You don't have to worry too much about the rumors outside, just wait for time to cool down-"

"What rumors?" Yuan Ziying looked at Yan Donghuang with a surprised look on her face, "Is it the issue of female officials that everyone is discussing on the streets?"

Yan Donghuang nodded slightly: "Yeah."

"Since ancient times, the first person to break the system will be criticized. What does it matter?" Yuan Ziying curled her lips and said disapprovingly, "These stinky men are used to being arrogant and conceited. The less capable they are, the more they like to suppress and belittle women. Your Royal Highness, the Crown Princess, don't pay attention to their thoughts. They are not saints."

Yan Donghuang's mouth corners slightly raised, and his eyebrows emerged Interested look: "You are right."

"A woman should do something good, leave a name for eternity, and be praised by future generations." Yuan Ziying began to show admiration again, "I believe that many women in the world are looking forward to the Crown Princess becoming a wise empress."

Yan Ling frowned slightly: "This is a matter related to the king and the country. How can you, a little girl, talk about it casually? Be careful of the mouth."

"What are you afraid of?" Yuan Ziying frowned, "Everyone has to die since ancient times?"

Yan Ling was a little helpless: "You are not afraid of death, but are you not afraid of implicating your family?"

"No." Yuan Ziying said in a light tone, "If my family can really be implicated, it will be my luck."

Yan Ling paused, what does this mean?