Dayu Execution Officer, begins to torture the demon girl's fiancee

Chapter 87 Are you going to bully Yan'er?

"What is sister doing here at this time?"

At this time, Zhao Cuo also felt a familiar aura approaching the door, but he didn't turn pale with fright like Yan'er, but he still looked calm and unhurried as if nothing happened.

"Yan'er still wants to ask you!"

Mrs. Yan pulled back the fleshy feet held by him, and hugged the quilt with a pale face, as if she wanted to gain a sense of security in this way.

"Why did your elder sister come to your room late at night? It's already the first watch now! There are no siblings like this..."

"So what are you panicking about?"

Young Master Zhao looked at Yan'er strangely.

"It's no big deal for my sister to come over and say a few words to me, right? Just cast a spell and hide for a while, can you act like a big monk?"

"no……"

Yan'er's face flushed red for a moment.

"Don't you know that your sister has a cultivation base? As far as I can tell, she is at least a third-level Confucianism cultivator. I will definitely be discovered if I use my magic power now!"

"what?"

Superintendent Zhao is not calm all of a sudden!He knew that his elder sister was a genius who was robbed of the entrance wall by Xunshan Academy, but it was only two decades ago, and the third level or even higher was not a beaver, right?
"You think of a way...don't let her come into the room."

The nearly thirty-year-old widow of the late emperor looked at him with red eyes.

"Let her see us like this, it's like jumping into a frozen river and it won't wash away."

"I know……"

Before Zhao Cuo finished speaking, a gentle female voice came from outside the door.

"Did you sleep by mistake?"

Hearing the voice of his elder sister, Zhao mistakenly looked at Mrs. Yan who was in the same room with him, and he felt a little excitement in his heart very strangely.

'Shut up! '

Yan'er's delicate vermilion lips parted slightly and compared her mouth shape, Grandpa Zhao shook his head.He also wanted to pretend to be asleep, but it was a pity that he told his sister that he was practicing every night recently, so this excuse was no longer valid.

"not yet."

Zhao Cuo spoke under the nervous gaze of the beautiful woman.

"Sister, what are you doing here? I have been working for the Empress Dowager these days, and I am going to sleep for a night to refresh myself."

He gave a reason.

"That's what I'm here for."

There was a hint of distress in Zhao Shangxin's voice.

"It's not that I, Dayu, have no one to use. Why does the empress dowager use you all day long? By the way, you're going to be busy again. My sister made you a nourishing soup. Can you drink it before going to bed?"

"Um……"

Zhao Cuo listened to his sister's words for him, and he couldn't say anything if he refused.Yan'er, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, was still looking at him with begging eyes.

"I'm already lying down, sister, please put the soup outside the door, I'll get it later when I get up."

He kept his tone calm.

"Wrong, why are you so attached to your sister?"

Miss Zhao's tone suddenly became puzzled and dissatisfied.

"A few days ago, you casually untied my sister's belt, and broke into my bedroom without permission. I didn't say anything to you."

'These two times you have taught me a lesson! '

Zhao Cuo retorted in his heart, Yan'er's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief at this moment, staring at the handsome young man in front of him with eyes like watching birds and beasts.

"Now you think my sister is disgusting?

Miss Xiangxin outside the door snorted softly.

"I'll come in and put the soup on the table for you. I won't disturb your sleep. Isn't that okay?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pushed the door open, and the room that had just extinguished the candle was pitch black.Although Ms. Zhao is a frail scholar, she still has the ability to see things at night, and vaguely saw a figure lying on the bed under the quilt.

"Put the soup on the table."

Zhao Shangxin turned his head and said to the maid behind him.

"Thank you, Sister Xiangxin, for your concern." Zhao Cuo, who was lying sideways on the bed, said with a normal expression, "I'll get up and drink when I lie down again."

"Just for a while, are you still in bed?"

Zhao Shangxin said something reproachfully, and then couldn't help but walked forward and sat down by the bed, lowering his eyebrows and looking carefully at his younger brother's handsome face.

"Why did you go to bed so early today?"

She raised her slender hand and touched Zhao Cuo's cheek.

"If you haven't closed your eyes for a long time, you will inevitably want to sleep."

Zhao Cuo reluctantly smiled at his elder sister.The warm and fragrant nephrite that entangled him behind him was really excruciating, he could even feel Yan'er's flustered breathing, the worst thing was that as a normal person, he couldn't stand it anymore, a woman with a plump figure Capital is not to be underestimated.

"Sister like you will feel bad."

Zhao Shangxin suddenly frowned slightly as he spoke.

"By the way, are you suffering from a fever? Your face is so hot. I'll call the doctor at the house to show you."

"How can a practitioner get sick?"

Zhao Cuo said dumbfoundedly.

His current fever is purely because there is a troublesome goblin behind him.

Suddenly he remembered what the empress dowager said.

"I just practiced a special technique."

As Xiaogong Zhao said, he stretched out his hand from under the blanket, mobilized the power of the fire seed Gu, and a bright flame lit up in his palm.

"I see."

The suspicion in Zhao Shangxin's eyes disappeared.

"Since you're going to rest, my sister won't bother you too much."

As she spoke, she stood up and was about to leave, but before Zhao Cuo could breathe a sigh of relief, Miss Zhao, who had only walked a few steps, turned her head around.

"By the way, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Sweet potato porridge is fine."

Zhao Cuo's eyelids twitched lightly.

"I asked the people in the kitchen to prepare it for you."

Miss Zhao nodded and turned to leave again.

"and also……"

When she walked out of the room and was about to close the door, Zhao Cuo immediately felt the softness behind him tense up again, and the sound of intense heartbeat was clearly conveyed to him through the clothes.

"You should drink some of the soup my sister made for you."

Only then did the low, inaudible closing sound of the door sound.The bedroom of Young Master Zhao returned to silence, but this time neither of the two people in the bed moved.

"Go... go away?"

After a long while, Yan'er's crying voice resounded.

"My sister's breath has left my range of perception."

Zhao Cuo said in a comforting tone.

"call!"

Only then did Madam Yan let out a sigh of relief, retracted the lotus root arms around his waist, turned over and lay flat.

"Yan'er has taken advantage of everything."

She whispered aggrievedly.It is unacceptable for a good woman in this world to hug a man who is not her husband under the covers.

"Now you still dare to lie down as if nothing happened, do you not take me seriously?"

Zhao Cuo snorted softly, his tone had become dangerous, as if he was really about to do something.There is a charming and beautiful woman next to her who is defenseless. How many people can stand this kind of test?

"You...are you going to bully Yan'er?"

(End of this chapter)