Chapter 35 Give You This Chance
Qin Shuangjiang looked at him and couldn't help but feel frightened. He obviously didn't show any emotion, but at this moment, she knew that he was very angry.

She tried to steady her mind, and when she looked into his cold eyes, Qin Shuangjiang asked him, "Do you really not know, or are you asking this on purpose?"

Yan Xu'an said nothing, but looked at her with more and more profound eyes.

Come to think of it, she should be the first person who dared to ask him such a question in so many years. Even Qin Shuangjiang himself felt that this was how arrogance should be based on favor.

After a long time, he chuckled with unknown meaning, leaning on the back of the chair still lazily, his deep eyes like an abyss trying to swallow Qin Shuangjiang.

After a brief thought, he stood up slowly, walked around the table in front of him, and walked to Qin Shuangjiang unhurriedly, looking down on her face as always, condescendingly.

Their eyes met, Qin Shuangjiang forced to restrain the fear in her heart, but the slightly trembling eyes when she looked at him still betrayed her thoughts.

He stood in front of her, his eyes moving downward inch by inch, from her face to the obvious wound on her neck.

He gently raised his hand and rubbed the side of her face with the back of his fingers. Qin Shuangjiang felt a chill in his heart, which was inexplicably creepy, and he subconsciously avoided her face.

The movement of his hand paused slightly, but he didn't care. The next moment, his big hand slowly placed on her shoulder, easily pinching her entire shoulder, and his thumb gently rubbed around the wound on her neck, seemingly intentionally. , and it was like accidentally touching a wound that was still bleeding.

This double battle between heart and body, under the scorching eyes that could not see his emotions clearly, made the fear in Qin Shuangjiang's heart become deeper and deeper. She couldn't help but want to avoid him as he pressed on her shoulders and gently touched her neck. The finger holding the wound was suddenly pulled back by him the moment he tilted his head slightly.

He forced her to stand there, looking at her with heavy eyes. He pressed his soft fingertips against her wound with gradually increasing force. He watched a trace of blood slide down her fair skin into her collar, and then he scolded softly: " You are so disobedient."

Qin Shuangjiang's heart sank slightly. The stinging pain from the wound on her neck and the sudden drop in temperature around her made it difficult for her to breathe. Finally, she raised her hand and held his hand on her shoulder.

The strength of Yan Xu'an's hand paused, and the pain of the wound being squeezed stimulated her tears. When she looked up at him again, her eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Their eyes met, Qin Shuangjiang calmed down, swallowed, and made her voice sound as calm as possible. She said, "My lord, don't you want to know why I went to see him?"

Yan Xu'an didn't say anything, but his eyes looked at her with a hint of probing and questioning, and he was obviously waiting for her explanation.

Qin Shuangjiang did not hesitate. He turned his wrist lightly, took out the bamboo tube from his sleeve, and held it between the two of them. There was still a trace of wetness in his eyes: "He asked me to kill the master."

Hearing this, Yan Xu'an's frown suddenly relaxed, and his contemptuous eyes glanced at the bamboo tube in her hand, and then asked her: "Oh? When do you plan to take action?"

Qin Shuangjiang was silent, seeming to be still thinking, but suddenly she felt his hand holding her wound become stronger. Qin Shuangjiang gritted his teeth in pain and couldn't help but gasp heavily.

When he looked at him again, he saw his eyes dimming, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes. Qin Shuangjiang forced a smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then it depends on when you relax your vigilance."

Meeting her stubborn eyes, Yan Xu'an curled his lips slightly, his eyes full of frivolity and disdain. He released his hand on her shoulders, raised his hand, pinched her cheek, and pressed it against her. Her chin.

She was forced to raise her head and straighten her neck. Yan Xuan slowly came closer to her, and finally stopped at her lips. It was as if they could clearly see the reflection in each other's eyes from such a close distance.

Her unique daughter's fragrance and the very faint fragrance of jasmine lingered on the tip of his nose. Intertwined images flashed through his mind. His eyes were dim, and the blood in his body seemed to boil in an instant.

He lowered his head, brushed her cheek with his thin lips, pinched her neck with a slight force, buried his head in her neck, and came close to the wound on her neck. The thick smell of blood stimulated every nerve in him. .

His eyes were dark, and he held her waist with his free hand to prevent her from dodging. Then he gently licked her bleeding wound like an animal. Qin Shuangjiang gritted his teeth in pain and hummed softly. He reached out and subconsciously wanted to push him, but in front of him, The man remained motionless.It was obvious that the wound was not deep, but under his wanton rubbing, a stinging pain that was difficult to shake off seemed to have made her feel that the surrounding flesh was numb from pain.

After a long time, he stood up, looked at the person in his arms who could not control her trembling slightly, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, rubbed the side of her face with one hand, and whispered: "Tonight, I will give you this opportunity, it depends on you If you have the ability, you can kill me."

He bent down and picked her up, walked to the bed in a few steps, and threw her onto the soft bed. He reached out and pulled the ribbon on the side, pulled it a few times in his hand, and tested the quality.

He stood by the bed, his eyes slightly lowered, with a contemptuous and teasing look, as if he was looking at a prey who had everything under control.

When she woke up as usual, she lay on the bed and tilted her head. The first thing that caught her eye was the bamboo tube Qin Tianyou gave her last night.

It was stood upright on the bedside table, like a provocation and a satire.

Qin Shuangjiang was absent-minded for a moment. Looking at the thing in front of her, she blinked tiredly. The bruises on her body were heavier than before.

She reluctantly turned over, having long been accustomed to the various protest sounds coming from her body every morning. Bai Kou, who was waiting outside, heard the noise and hurriedly opened the door and came in, carefully helping her straighten the soft pillow she was leaning on.

Qin Shuangjiang took a breath and asked her, "Didn't you say he didn't come back last night?"

Her voice was hoarse, but she could hear some dissatisfaction.

Bai Kou was startled, then lowered his head, looking a little aggrieved, and hurriedly explained: "Madam, you can't blame me for this. The news I heard is indeed like that. I don't know why the master came back suddenly."

As she spoke, her voice became softer and softer, until finally it seemed more like it was stuck in her throat. Qin Shuangjiang breathed a sigh of relief, just complaining verbally, but he didn't really mean to blame her.

After all, she couldn't decide when Yan Xu'an would come back, but last night, she clearly got rid of the secret guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion and made sure that no one was following her.

How could it be such a coincidence that I came back at night? Is it really just a coincidence?Or did he already know?
While thinking, there was a noise from the window. Qin Shuangjiang turned his head and his eyes fell on the window sill. A white dove landed on the window sill.

Qin Shuangjiang only glanced at it and looked up at Bai Kou who also noticed the pigeons. Before she asked, Qin Shuangjiang took the lead and said, "I'm a little hungry. Let's go get something to eat."

Hearing this, Bai Kou came back to his senses and nodded in response: "Yes, madam."

Seeing her walking out of the room, there was a sound of the door opening and closing at the door. Qin Shuangjiang lifted up the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the window sill. The pigeon was not afraid when he saw her coming, and even jumped in the direction of Qin Shuangjiang. .

Qin Shuangjiang grabbed it and found a small letter box tied to her leg. She did not hesitate and took out the small roll of letter paper from the letter tube. There was only one sentence on it: Be careful about that musician.

There is still no signature on the letter paper, and there is nothing else except this sentence.

Qin Tianyou was cautious, but also anxious. He seemed to understand that it was only a matter of time before Yan Xuan found him.

Qin Shuangjiang's eyes darkened slightly, and she reflected for a while before remembering that she was probably talking about Yan Yunxiang.

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