The princess is soft!The sick villain is crazy

Chapter 12 Scars
Pine needle coughed lightly, and took two steps back at the same time as Chunrui.

I thought it was the princess who was not reserved, but Li Langjun...was quite proactive.

"Li Mingji!"

Thinking of the recklessness last time, Shu Yao's cheeks became hot, and her deer-like eyes were rounded, "Don't bring this up again!"

Her voice was clear and sweet, not so much angry, but more coquettish. Li Mingji smiled with black eyes, and said kindly: "Mingji is abrupt, please forgive me, princess."

The last person who offended the princess had already been locked up in the woodshed.Shu Yao snorted lightly, but didn't bother with him after all.

"Why are you here?"

Li Mingji said: "We are old acquaintances with the monks in the temple, so come here to accept the invitation."

His body is as clear and meaningful as a jade mountain, like an orchid in an empty valley, and he is completely integrated with this pure Buddhist land.No wonder Li Mingxuan bullied him for so long, he also looked neither humble nor overbearing, neither flattered nor humiliated.

Thinking of the information from the bookboy that day, Shu Yao couldn't help but frown. He beat him until he was breathless and then threw him to the racecourse. The method was so despicable and vicious, and he was really taken advantage of by only beating him ten times.

Fortunately, Li Mingji's good-looking face was not ruined.However, the Tai Hospital has the best muscle-invigorating medicine, which can be used to save injuries.

"Does the princess know about Qingyan?"

Suddenly hearing Li Mingji's question, Shu Yao categorically denied it: "How could the princess hear about someone whose family name is unknown?"

Shu Yao didn't admit that she had ever been hit. Anyway, even if Qing Yan was here, she wouldn't dare to argue with her.

Talking bad about people behind their backs is not a good thing after all, Shu Yao reluctantly added: "The painter is good."

"The Princess has a discerning eye."

Looking at the girl's slender back, Li Mingji's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but what he thought of was the picture of him imprisoning the girl in his arms and drawing a butterfly on the spine with a paintbrush.

In the early years, he came out to sell paintings, but he was forced to make a living. Later, he found that the beauty of a beautiful woman was even more exciting.Later, these hands never picked up the pen again, but used human skin as paper and blood as ink.

The young man's voice was hoarse, just listening to the voice, Shu Yao's earlobes started to feel hot again.But he is obviously such a gentleman, he is completely different from those vagabonds. Could it be that he has a guilty conscience because she is interested in it?
The little princess who couldn't figure it out decided to run away, yawned lazily, and said softly: "The princess is sleepy. Pine needles, Chunrui, go back to the wing."

Li Mingji said: "I will send the princess off."

He was humble and respectful, keeping a few steps away from Shu Yao, and behaved without overstepping the rules, like a loyal and docile guard.No one knew what kind of jackal heart he had under his breezy appearance.

There are too many people who covet Jiaojiao. In his previous life, he took a slant and forced her to live in the golden house prepared for her. He never saw her show her beauty until his death.He won't make the same mistake a second time.

However, there are some troubles that still need to be resolved.

With his slender fingers bent, Li Mingji's eyes darkened when he heard the movement behind him.

……

This trip to Ning'an Temple, Li Mingxuan made all the preparations.The gate of Tianhei Temple was closed, and he deliberately changed into a gray monk robe, disguised as a temple servant, and hid in the dark with a broom in his arms.

Li Mingxuan has been in the land of love and moon, and he can also do some boxing skills. He came here with the mentality of certain success, and prepared the ecstasy incense that brothels are used to make people sleepy and relax their vigilance.

Not only that, Li Mingxuan asked his book boy Tianzhu to keep an eye on him, and if there was any movement, he would immediately release smoke bombs to attract the attention of other monks and pilgrims.At that time, everyone will know that the princess is having a tryst with him, and he insists that he and the princess are in love with each other, and the princess will be able to marry him.

Your Majesty is not in the imperial city, who can control such a small princess?Qin Yanghou is the best way to save face, and let Pan's beg for mercy. With Qin Yanghou in charge, this marriage will definitely come true.

You can't blame him for being vicious, it was the little princess who provoked him first, since he took the initiative to invite him, he will naturally take the matter to the end.

The more Li Mingxuan thought about it, the bolder he walked, and the second lady of Qin Yanghou was not bad, but she was a little less beautiful, but the little princess had a hot temper, and occasionally needed the gentle comfort of Shu Ningyou.After he becomes the princess, let Shu Ningyou be his concubine. Anyway, Shu Ningyou was born as a concubine and cannot be the wife of a high-ranking family. It would be better to learn from Ehuang Nvying and make a good story.

Even the sky was beautiful, it was windy and rainy, the two maidservants were busy closing the windows, and the little princess entered the house alone.Li Mingxuan licked his lips, supported the veiled hat on his head, and followed with small steps.

Speaking of which, when the princess came over, besides the two maidservants, there was another person with him, wearing a plain robe, like a monk with hair in a temple, but he was not seen at the moment.

Feeling the fragrance of ecstasy from his sleeve, Li Mingxuan stretched his body, leaned against the window, and quietly stretched out his hand.

In the darkness, cold white fingers bowed like eagle claws, pinching Li Mingxuan's neck.

"Who... um... ah!"

Li Mingxuan's eyeballs bulged, and his struggling words were swallowed up in the darkness.

With a "crash", the torrential rain poured down, and the incense sticks fell to the ground, rushing down the mountain with the rain.

The waterfall rains like a rope.

Shu Yao hugged the quilt tightly, turned over uneasily, and wrapped herself in warmth.

That embrace was not warm, even as cold as hell Shura.

"Let go of the princess! Bastard!"

In the dream, she cursed loudly, punched his chest with her fist, and kicked his thigh.The exquisite jade feet were easily grasped by the man, and the hot fingertips with thick calluses slid across the skin, adding to the cold shivering feeling.

"The princess should save some strength," the man smiled hoarsely, "or, does the princess think that in the current situation, who else can save you?"

The voice is hoarse, but it is inexplicably familiar.

Before Shu Yao could speak, he answered the words by himself: "Xie Yanzhou?"

Shu Yao glared angrily.

"He fled to the northwest and couldn't take care of himself," the man laughed lowly, mocking faintly in his hoarse voice, "If I hadn't arrived in time, the princess would have fallen from the tower already, with thousands of arrows piercing his heart, don't the princess remember?"

Xu Shi was stunned by the irony in the smile, but Shu Yao didn't know where the courage came from, she tore off the man's skirt, and looked at the man with a trembling voice: "What's the difference between you and them? Shameless!"

"What the princess said is very true."

The man leaned down, and pressed his cold thin lips on hers, "If it falls into the hands of shameless villains like us, the princess should be more aware of his situation."

The cold breath of blood came over forcefully.

With a bang, the wooden window was blown open, and the wind blowing into the room extinguished the candlelight in front of the window. Shu Yao panted heavily in the darkness, holding her undulating chest. The scene in her dream lingered in front of her eyes for a long time.

She saw it.

A scar about three inches long, like a centipede, clings tightly to the man's narrow and thin waist.

This is the first time that she got real information about men from her dream.

(End of this chapter)