It's a pity that I am as beautiful as a flower [Quick Transmigration]

[Don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil! ]

[Public revenge, narrow-minded, perverted! ] Chu Yan scolded King Yan secretly in his heart, didn't he just pull him outside to make him embarrassing?

Chu Yan asked timidly: "What are you going to lock up after washing? What is Brother Wang talking about? I don't understand."

"Don't let the widow be stupid, the widow doesn't like this the most, understand?"

Chu Yan's expression froze, he really didn't think Yan Wang's tone was joking.

Besides... in Zhou Palace, the disgust he saw was not fake.

"Come here, prepare clean clothes, the widow is going to take a bath."

"promise."

The palace people outside went to prepare clean clothes, and some people came in and pushed wooden wheelchairs to the bathroom inside.

The entire pool inside is very large, with steps made of white jade, and the water in the pool is filled with mist. The interior is very elegantly arranged. What surprised Chu Yan most was that it was filled with red plums.

It seems that this thing should be the favorite thing of King Yan, and it will be replaced with new ones every day.

"Why don't you untie your clothes?"

The other party still had a loose expression.

Chu Yan froze: "Brother Wang, why don't you wash?"

"This is a medicine spring. When the mist evaporates, it can make your feet feel better. When I get warmer, I will naturally go down and wash."

Chu Yan nodded and walked over there, her hands trembling as she unbuttoned her shirt.

When he finally untied it, he walked to the middle of the spring, and when the jade hairpin was pulled out, the black hair was also scattered on the ground.Her hair was submerged into the water, and from this angle, only Chu Yan's snow-white shoulders and his slender waist could be seen.

Just this back view is already so beautiful that King Yan is a little fascinated.

It wasn't until the palace servants came and overturned the red plums in the vase that they were about to replace that King Yan woke up like a dream.

"Your Majesty forgives your sins, Your Majesty forgives your sins!"

He looked at the palace man, and found that although the other party shouted these words, his eyes fell on Chu Yan from time to time.

...Can even a eunuch seduce?

King Yan was a little funny, and he didn't know where the monster came from, so bewitching people's hearts.

"Go down."

"promise."

There were only the two of them left inside, and the heat from the medicinal spring evaporated King Yan's leg, and the pain was relieved a lot.

Putting on his clothes, he walked to the middle of the spring, gently lifted Chu Yan's black hair, which was submerged in the water, and placed it in the palm of his hand.

That strand of hair actually slipped down straight down, unable to catch at all.

"Wang, Brother Wang?"

Chu Yan turned her head, half biting her lip, as if her eyes were going to turn red with embarrassment.

King Yan saw the marks on his body, stretched out his fingers to stroke that place: "Who hit it?"

Chu Yan's heart trembled suddenly, remembering that when he replaced Yan Li that day, Ji Zhiyun said that Yan Li had suffered a lot of beatings in prison, and if he wanted to confuse the real with the fake, he had to leave such marks on his body.

Naturally... was beaten by Ji Zhiyun's subordinates.

"In prison."

Chu Yan closed his eyes tightly, but he heard King Yan's frivolous laughter: "Lie."

Being directly exposed by someone, Chu Yan's heart will hit rock bottom.

Fortunately, King Yan didn't delve into it further, he touched a handful of clear spring and poured it on Chu Yan's body.

Those drops of water slid down his body.

"What is Brother Wang doing?"

"Naturally, to help you take a bath."

"...Brother Wang, don't make fun of me."

King Yan raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise what do you think you are doing?"

Chu Yan was speechless for a while, feeling that King Yan didn't treat him well.

It's weird for two men to take a bath together, besides, this man is the honorable King Yan.

Chu Yan suppressed the thoughts in her heart, and quickly finished washing.

He was wrapped in new clothes, and the scars on his wrists were horrific.He didn't want to watch it anymore, because once he thought about it, he would think of that snowy night when Ji Zhiyun watched him with his own eyes...was beaten until he vomited blood.

The blood stained the snow red, leaving traces like plum blossoms on the ground.

He was so painful that he subconsciously blocked it with his hand, and his hand was also injured.

He wanted him to die instead of Yan Li, and because he was afraid of being found out that he was not Yan Li, he created the same wound on him as Yan Li.

One place and one place are all thanks to Ji Zhiyun.

As long as Chu Yan thinks about that incident, Chu Yan's heart will be numb with pain.

Chu Yan quickly put on her clothes and wanted to leave here.

Maybe it was because the white mist was too deep, which made his whole mind start to think wildly.

Not long after, King Yan also finished washing.He still came out with the wheelchair, and looked at Chu Yan with a half-smile: "Li'er, Brother Wang has prepared something for you."

As soon as the words fell, a palace official presented a tray, which was covered with red silk cloth.

King Yan pulled the thing down, it was a chain of cold iron, emitting a slight luster under the dim light.

Chu Yan's eyes widened, and the uneasiness in his heart deepened: "This thing..."

"Send it to you." King Yan's tone turned cold instantly, "Bring it to His Highness Li."

"promise."

Chu Yan wanted to struggle, but he was pinned down by two palace servants and knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

And the chain was locked around his neck like a dog's leash.

Chu Yan's face turned pale, and he finally understood what King Yan looked at him in Zhou Palace.

--hatred.

"My leg was injured when you used me as a dog and let me crawl in the snow. Li'er is not even wary of me at all. Do you think that the widow will return good for bad?"

Chu Yan wanted to say that he was not Yan Li, but was covered by two palace servants.

"Woo, woo."

"Shh, it's not good to be noisy at night, what do you think?" Yan Wang still had that relaxed expression.

Chu Yan suddenly stopped making trouble, he hated Ji Zhiyun and Yan Lilai, if it wasn't for them...would he be able to be like this?

"Who are you hating? Me?"

Chu Yan shook her head, her mouth was covered, but she still said those three words.

King Yan couldn't hear clearly, and ordered the palace servants to let him go, Chu Yan clenched his teeth, and shouted the name from the back of his throat: "Ji, Zhi, Yun."

"Master Situ of the Zhou Kingdom?" King Yan was a little puzzled, but this did not prevent him from taking revenge.

King Yan felt that his legs were hurting again, he coughed lightly, and looked outside.

The night was white and snow was falling, and the silence was terrifying.

King Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Chu Yan: "Come here."

He was inconvenient in his legs and feet, so he could only call Chu Yan in such a strong tone.

Hearing his shout, Chu Yan could only kneel down to his position step by step: "Brother Wang..."

As soon as King Yan pulled the cold iron chain around his neck, Chu Yan staggered and fell into King Yan's arms.

When the aroma came from his stomach, King Yan hooked his chin: "The night when my legs were frostbitten was just like today. Do you think I should throw you out and let you have a taste of being in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?"

Chu Yan has already decided to let Ji Zhiyun feel the same pain as him.

He no longer looked so timid, struggled out of King Yan's arms, and smiled at him: "Since Brother Wang wants me to do this, I will do it."

He had to rely on King Yan's influence to get in touch with that person.

He is well-behaved, and he wants to dispel King Yan's vigilance.

—he wants to live!

King Yan let out a muffled laugh, but the words he said were extremely cruel: "Then let's go."

Chu Yan's figure disappeared into the snowy night, and the chains around his neck were also frozen, making people shiver with cold.

He told himself that these were nothing compared to the pain.

Every scar on his body was exactly the same as Yan Li's.

Ji Zhiyun was really ruthless, standing under the plum tree indifferently, seeing him curl up in pain, he was not at all moved.

Perhaps in his heart he felt that these were all worthwhile compared to rescuing Yan Li.

Chu Yan closed her eyes, knelt in the snow, and let the wind and snow beat her.

King Yan inside couldn't help but frowned, he couldn't tell what it was like at this moment.

"close the door."

"Your Highness is still outside..."

King Yan stared at him, his eyes were terribly cold.

The palace man immediately shivered, remembering King Yan's moodiness, he hurried over and closed the door.

Chu Yan knelt outside, complaining silently in her heart.

[Hiss—the chicken is cold. ]

[QAQ In such a cold day, the owner's body was tortured, and he will definitely suffer from frostbite. ]

Chu Yan was still a little surprised: [Don't you usually complain about me?I'm not used to suddenly caring about me so much! ]

[...Ahhh, are you still in the mood to joke now?Give King Yan a soft blow and he will definitely not let you out! ]

[Hey~ Do you think King Yan's legs can be solved by me being soft?I have to suffer a little now, and when it is revealed that I am not Yan Li, he will feel guilty towards me and want to make up for me even more. ]

Even if it knew that Chu Yan had its own plans, it still felt that the target of the attack this time was really too scumbag.

[And I must be beautiful when I am unconscious tomorrow!I exchange for a one-time 'cute and pitiful' package. ]

[Okay, received~! ]

Chu Yan knelt in the snow for a long time, from midnight to early morning.

He finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell unconscious in the snow.

The next day the palace gate opened, and King Yan walked out from inside.

Chu Yan wore white clothes all his life, and he was in a coma for an unknown amount of time, and the snowflakes on his clothes didn't have time to brush off.His black hair was also stained with white snow, as if white flowers were blooming on it.The way Chu Yan was still frowning in his sleep was inexplicably pitiful and pitiful.

King Yan looked at him like this, for some reason, he felt pity in his heart.

"Take him back inside."

"No." The palace man walked over, just as he was about to hug him, King Yan suddenly felt that those rough hands holding Chu Yan were a bit dazzling.

He said in a deep voice, "Let the widow come."

The palace people did not dare to disobey, so they had no choice but to let King Yan take the Chu banquet in his arms.

With such a hug, Chu Yan's body was as if frozen.

King Yan became more and more sympathetic, and put Chu Yan on the bed in the bedroom.

Chu Yan shrank into a ball, as if numb from the cold, but suddenly touched the warmth, and finally shivered belatedly: "Cold..."

King Yan approached him, touched his forehead, and found that Chu Yan really had a fever.

He called the palace servants and asked them to invite the doctor over, while he waited quietly here.

The hall was quiet, only the voice of Chu Yan kept shouting cold.

His tone changed again, as if he was still calling someone's name.

King Yan leaned closer to listen carefully, but Chu Yan seemed to be in a daze, and couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.

After Chu Yan opened his eyes, he wrapped his hands around King Yan's neck and yelled foolishly, "Sir, I'm so cold, come and warm me up."

King Yan's eyes narrowed. At this moment, Chu Yan's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and his black hair was all scattered, looking very attractive.

That presumptuous sentence was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say it.

King Yan's breathing was slightly flustered, and he was fascinated by the beauty for a moment, so he slowly moved over——