After Su Jingchen was persuaded by Lin Junlan, he returned to the palace. After all, the General's Mansion was not a place for leisure, and the palace was heavily guarded, so they could not be detected.

After Lin Junlan got caught in the rain, she felt a little cold, so she entered the bathtub in the room, took off her clothes, and sat in the bathtub thinking about the Northern Royal Family. Her long hair fell into the water, covering up her hazy feeling.

Suddenly, the bead curtain behind him rang. Looking back, Fu Shiting had walked in. He frowned but did not cover himself, "You..."

Lin Junlan didn't expect Fu Shiting to actually come over. He frowned and wanted to move aside, but his wrist was grabbed.

"Jun Lan, what are you thinking about?"

Fu Shiting came over and hugged Lin Junlan from behind. He had just woken up, his voice was still a little hoarse, he kissed the side of Lin Junlan's neck, and his hands touched the round jade-like shoulders.

"I didn't think about anything."

Lin Junlan frowned and tilted her neck, trying to avoid Fu Shiting's kiss, but she did not.

The person standing behind him tightened his hair and said in a low voice, "No matter what you want to do, don't even think about leaving me. Do you understand?"

Lin Junlan: "..."

His breathing paused. The next moment, his person was pushed to one side. Fu Shiting's tall body followed him into the bath and held him in his arms. "I woke up and was covered in sweat. Let's take a shower together."

Lin Junlan was sitting in the bathtub. He looked at Fu Shiting sitting opposite him, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What kind of person do you think Su Yanzhi is."

Fu Shiting's eyes were as bright as fire. He stared at Lin Junlan's hair sadly, and slowly moved his hand closer. "He doesn't understand love, but he is very calm. No one is loyal to him, so he uses brute force to make them loyal."

Su Yanzhi is lonely. Because of his loneliness, Su Yanzhi is using his own methods to keep those he wants to keep by his side.

Lin Junlan lowered her eyes, "Everyone else said that the Regent Su Lieyang is more suitable to be the king of the emperor than Su Yanzhi, why doesn't he do it?"

Fu Shiting stared at Lin Junlan, stretched out his hand and hugged her, "Jun Lan, you seem to like asking some strange questions today. What's wrong?"

Lin Junlan did not hide. When she was held in Fu Shiting's arms, her breathing trembled a little, "Nothing, tell me why the regent doesn't become a king."

"Because..." Fu Shiting's eyes were dark red, "The Regent and I have been looking for you. We don't want to be emperors. It's not that we can't, but that we don't want to."

"The king of emperors trapped himself in a cage. That was Yan Zhi's way of protecting himself."

Su Yanzhi has no sense of security from the outside world, perhaps because of his childhood circumstances, or perhaps because he needs others to convince him. Therefore, Yanzhi sits on the throne to protect himself, and also traps himself like a madman.

Lin Junlan was silent, listening to Fu Shiting's words, still unable to understand Su Yanzhi's madness and humiliating His Royal Highness, which made him determined to kill Su Yanzhi.

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In the west of the imperial city, in the courtyard, peach blossoms fell to the ground, and there was a hazy beauty in the dilapidation. In the darkness, the peach blossoms on the trees were messy in the wind, and there were not many left.

In the room, the light was dim and swaying. The person on the bed was holding the curtain that had not been put down with his soft white fingertips. His sharp-jointed fingers were very hard, as if he was holding back something. His eyes were closed and his eyebrows were twisted into a line.

, suppressing the pain.

There is a faint red color on the distinct parts of the shoulder bones, and some are stained on the corners of the lips...

Pressing the wrist of the man on the bed, the man's silver hair fell down, then he raised his waist and nailed the man to the bed.

His voice was low, hoarse, and ambiguous, "It seems like I can't feed you. Is it because you've been hungry for too long?"

When the rain outside the window stopped, some noises finally stopped in the house. The weak man leaned in the arms of the silver-haired man, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.

Suddenly, his shoulders trembled, he bent slightly, opened his eyes, pushed the person next to him, and whispered: "Stop making trouble, what...it's time."

Feng Yujin smiled and took his hand out of the quilt. There was still some moisture on the slender fingertips. He covered him with the quilt and hugged him tightly. "At midnight, the rain stopped outside."

Chu Muyan opened his eyes and stared at the horizontal pillars on the bed. He was lost in thought for a long time before slowly getting up and sitting upright, "I have to go back."

If I don't go back, it will be hard to explain to Su Yanru.

Feng Yujin grabbed Chu Muyan's wrist and did not allow him to leave. With one force, she pulled the person into her arms again and closed her eyes, "When it gets daylight, I will go with you."

Chu Muyan frowned, but he could guess a bit of Feng Yujin's intentions, "You want to cooperate with Su Yanru? Do you think he is trustworthy?"

Feng Yujin rubbed her head against Chu Muyan's shoulder, closed her eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Aren't you cooperating with him? If you believe it, I believe it."

"He is not a kind person."

Chu Muyan has been with Su Yanru for three years. During these three years, his observation of Su Yanru seems not to be thorough. He has no way to judge whether this person is trustworthy or not.

He seems to be trustworthy, because he has not betrayed him in the past three years, and has also helped him collect various information in the palace.

But it seems that he is not trustworthy, because in the past three years, he has not been able to see through Su Yanru's real purpose, whether he wanted to kill Su Yanzhi or not.

Feng Yujin smiled and kissed Chu Muyan's cold lips, "I... am not a good person either."
Chapter completed!