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She leaned against his shoulder like that. His big hand was holding onto her slender waist, while his other hand was grabbing onto her two hands. This posture …

This posture, how warm, how ignorant, how warm, how ignorant!

Even though, back then, when they had just arrived in Grand Guanyin Temple, she and him, had been in this kind of position as well.

After all, it was an unintentional pose after falling asleep.

Besides, they weren't that close.

Su Nanxing's hand, was only placed in the center of her palm. It wasn't like the hand in front of her …

It was a powerful force that imprisoned her.

Lin Xuecha's brows suddenly twitched, "Such a posture, if someone saw it, his Highness and Snow Tea would be criticized."

"Criticism?" The man's voice was low and gloomy. He lowered his gaze slightly and locked onto her. "This King didn't make you undress or undress, nor did I make you serve the bed. What are you being criticized by others?"

"…"

Could it be that she had really stayed in this dynasty for too long? Was she even more conservative than an ordinary person?

Otherwise, even Su Nanxing, an ancient person who was born and raised in this world, would not think that his actions would exceed his gender.

However, she cared a lot about him.

Lin Xuecha's face was slightly red, but the color in her eyes was still the same, as cold as usual.

"I'm just afraid that your highness' reputation will be tarnished by your tea …"

After all.

Her reputation was notorious.

If Su Nanxing got involved with her in some dirty rumors, he would definitely be hurt.

Natural...

It could also be her own fault.

Moreover, the latter was mostly true.

The man gave a faint "En" and said, "I've almost been corrupted by you, that's all."

Lin Xuecha still wanted to say something, but the man said, "Go to sleep, there's still a long way to go."

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Xuecha was silent for a long time, but still asked, "Your Highness, why didn't you answer Snowy's question just now?"

After she finished speaking, the car returned to silence.

Lin Xuecha pursed his lips, thinking, could it be that he changed the topic too suddenly? Su Nanxing did not understand.

She was about to speak, but her chin grew hot.

The man suddenly let go of her hand, and his hand lifted her face.

His eyes were very dark.

Although his voice was light, his tone was filled with certainty. "They deserve to die. Isn't that the reason?"

They were close.

The hot air sprayed on her face. It was hot, hot, and spicy.

His answer was too direct, and his eyes were too knowing.

Lin Xuecha couldn't understand what was going on right now. What was the emotion flowing in his eyes?

She was startled, "Your Royal Highness, since Your Highness believes in Snow Tea, why do you still have to press her every step of the way?"

She was kidnapped, he saw.

He knew that she had killed someone.

But … why?

He trusted her, yet he still had to treat her that way?

He wanted to force her to tell him what had happened.

He had to force her to admit that she was the one who had killed him.

What was the point?

Lin Xuecha couldn't understand.

However, Su Nanxing remained silent for a while, then replied, "I want to see if you're lying to this king."

He also wanted to see.

How much weight did he have in her heart?

Lin Xuecha was shocked.

Therefore, everything that happened just now was just a test.

Probing, her loyalty to him.

Then she lied to him, and he just listened.

Among them, he gave her a chance to think of a way to reply.

The purpose was to make her not lie in front of him.

But she still said it in panic.

More than once.

What kind of thought did Su Nanxing have?

Was he disappointed in her?

With a surge of guilt in his heart, Lin Xuecha suddenly felt that he was a little sorry about the trust Su Nanxing had in her.

Su Nanxing saw the change in her expression.

He naturally knew that with Lin Xuecha's current situation, it was impossible for her to easily hand over her trust to him.

She was too paranoid.

There were too many factors to be worried about.

Not trusting others was a very normal thing.

But...

The big hand that was squeezing her chin turned into a delicate caress.

A strange light flashed in the man's eyes, then he loosened his grip on her chin.

He placed her head back on his shoulder.

"Alright, I've finished asking. Time to sleep."

Lin Xuecha blinked his eyes, and did not ask further questions. Instead, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Lin Xuecha had returned to Marquis Anping Palace in the evening.

Marquis Anping's Wife had already been waiting at the entrance of the palace.

However, he wasn't waiting for her.

Lin Xueyu got off the carriage, and waved goodbye to Baili Lianer, then walked to Marquis Anping's Wife's side.

Clasping her arm.

She was still wearing her veil, but her smile was strong, so Marquis Anping's Wife smiled, "Quickly return to the residence. After travelling for a day, I think you must be very tired."

Lin Xuecha also waved towards Qian Wu.

Then, she walked to Marquis Anping's Wife and bowed to her. "Mother."

A few horse carriages left in succession, and the Marquis Anping's Wife's gaze blandly landed on Lin Xuecha's body.

"Let's go back to the manor."

Lin Xuecha smiled as he followed behind Lin Xueyu and Marquis Anping's Wife.

Zi Hui frowned slightly and lowered his eyes in displeasure.

During the meal, it was Lin Xueyu and the Marquis Anping's Wife who talked too much.

Lin Xuecha rarely went to eat with them.

There wasn't much to talk about.

He just stood to the side, quietly listening.

It was a fortuitous occurrence for the Marquis Anping's Wife to ask about her, "I heard that Your Highness Jing Ran gave you a terrible treatment over the snow tea?"

Fix...

Oh, she meant a copy.

Lin Xuecha took a sip of the soup, "Mother's words are heavy, it's just that Your Highness is strict with the snow tea, and since the ancient times, strict teachers gave birth to high disciples, so the snow tea is still tolerable."

A cold smile flashed past Marquis Anping's Wife's eyes, but it quickly disappeared in a flash.

"Since you can think like that, it is naturally for the best. As for whether or not you can become the disciple of His Highness Jing Ran, it will depend on your own luck."

Good fortune?

She actually used that word.

A hint of ridicule flashed past his bright eyes, while Lin Xuecha's eyes curved.

"If Xueju can live to a hundred years old, I presume that with your highness as her disciple, Xueju is still able to accomplish it. What does mother think?"

Marquis Anping's Wife wanted to say something, but Lin Xueyu opened his mouth first.

"Big Sis is intelligent, so Xueyu and Mother naturally believe that Big Sis can do it."

Lin Xuecha's eyes flashed, and only faintly smiled.

"Of course it's still not comparable to Little Sister Xueyu. Little Sister Xueyu is the talented lady of Capital City.

"I only improved a bit faster than ordinary people because of His Highness' assistance. Besides, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn anything else in this lifetime …"

The corners of Marquis Anping's Wife's mouth curled into a satisfied smile.

He picked up a piece of East Slope Meat and slowly put it into his mouth, chewing on it slowly.

Lin Xueyu lowered his eyes.

"Elder sister, don't be too modest. After all, elder sister's abilities, Xueyu and Elder Sister Lian, are all obvious to everyone."

Lin Xuecha replied without thinking, "She probably followed mother then, didn't they say mother's memory, was it really that good? When father wrote the book, he gave it to mother to read it once.

When he flipped it open once more, he accidentally poured some water onto the page. Several pages of words were stained with the water, causing his father to feel extremely anxious. However, he had already lost all impression of the original text.

"I heard that it was my mother who recited it word for word to my father. That's why my father wrote it down again. At that time, my father praised my mother and said that she had a good memory."

As soon as she finished speaking, Marquis Anping's Wife's expression suddenly became as dark and gloomy as the passing of a storm.

The one Lin Xuecha was referring to was naturally not her, but Lin Xuecha's birth mother, Hualan!

When he thought of that unreasonably intelligent woman, at the same time, he also thought of taking away her husband, and how he doted on all the other women in the mansion …

Marquis Anping's Wife's face darkened.

Gritting her teeth tightly, she resisted the impulse to say bad things to Lin Xuecha.

Lin Xuecha stood up and bowed to the Marquis Anping's Wife, "Snow tea is full, mother will take her time."

After she left, Qiao Qiao's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

Only then did Marquis Anping's Wife throw the chopsticks in his hand fiercely onto the ground, his gaze sinister and frightening.

"Bitch, I really can't let you go!"

Lin Xueyu blinked his eyes lightly and sat quietly at the side, not saying a word.

Marquis Anping's Wife looked at her, "What happened, why did those three die?!"

Lin Xueyu looked at Marquis Anping's Wife, and said softly: "Mother, you really shouldn't ask Xueyu for these words."

"Xueyu, you …"

"Xueyu had already said before, big sister's luck is great, if I meet with misfortune, there will be a noble person to help me, so why wouldn't mother believe Xueyu?"

Lin Xueyu cut off the Marquis Anping's Wife's words indifferently.

He stood up and returned to his room.

The Marquis Anping's Wife was left alone, sitting in her original position. She was so angry that she suddenly stood up, waved her sleeves, and threw all the delicacies on the table to the ground.

Crackling, crackling, crackling.

Some people's sinister eyes and eyes that overflowed with rage were filled with a trace of malice. Some people were gnashing their teeth and spitting out the names of two people.

"Leng Hualan, Lin Xuecha..."

Lin Xuecha!

Lin Xuecha returned to the courtyard, only to see Ting Zhu waiting outside the courtyard with his neck stretched out.

His hands crossed each other as he played with the rotor in boredom.

Lin Xuecha suddenly smiled.

Just as she walked over, her body revealed itself. Ting Zhu was like a small bird, pouncing elegantly towards Lin Xuecha.

Ting Zhu held Lin Xuecha's hand, and with a joyous expression, he said, "Princess, Princess, you're finally back. I miss you so much."

"Miss me?" Lin Xuecha patted her hand, and said while walking: "I can't see it from your face, you missed me."

Hearing this, Ting Zhu immediately began to sob, to express her dissatisfaction.

Lin Xuecha's cold lips slowly rose: "How come there's no one there?"

She slightly tilted her eyes, and glanced at Ting Zhu, "Could it be, you have already enticed them into the bed, and have yet to get up?"