Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 104 Can I Kiss You?

Yan Zhihui didn't care, got up and walked over slowly, stood beside Xie Cijiu, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the leaves of the gardenia, but his eyes lingered on Xie Cijiu's pretty side face.

The line of the jaw is clean and neat, the bridge of the nose is proudly straight, and the whole face is shining with a delicate cold light like glaze.

There is nothing bad about this person, at least in his eyes, everything is just right.

With a thought in his mind, he suddenly picked up Xie Cijiu's last sentence: "I want to kiss you."

Xie Cijiu shook her hand, water spilled out, she took a deep breath, turned to stare at Yan Zhihui: "What did you say?"

Yan Zhihui got closer, and said with a smile: "I want to kiss you, you told me to say anything, I'm going to say it now, can you practice it?"

Xie Cijiu: "..."

She put down the wooden spoon in her hand, and asked solemnly: "I want you to go away, can you practice it?"

Yan Zhihui said distressedly: "Well, I'm afraid it won't work, I will feel uncomfortable if I am far away from you."

Xie Cijiu: "..."

You shouldn't expect this man to have any shame, I'm afraid he would have died in the ground long ago.

Yan Zhihui opened and closed his lips, still wanting to babble, Xie Cijiu couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his thin lips.

Yan Zhi replied: "?"

Xie Cijiu pinched his lips hard with his hand, as if he had found some fun, Xie Cijiu suddenly smiled: "Sure enough, it's much cuter if you don't talk."

Yan Zhi's eyes turned sad.

He reached out to grab Xie Cijiu's hand and rescued his lips.

"Can't you really kiss me? Just one kiss."

Yan Zhihui looked at Xie Cijiu expectantly.

Xie Cijiu didn't want to talk to him, and wanted to go around him and walk towards the table, but Yan Zhihui stopped in front of her, and when she took a step, he followed, just not letting her go.

"Are you annoying?" Xie Cijiu frowned helplessly.

Yan Zhihui sighed: "It hasn't happened yet, you already think I'm annoying, I'm so pitiful, what's wrong with kissing me? Obviously you kissed me last night, and you were very domineering, and I... oh!"

Xie Cijiu grabbed his skirt and pulled him down, then raised his head and bit his lips gently, threatening in a low voice: "Shut up."

Yan Zhihui fell silent immediately.

Seeing this, Xie Cijiu pecked his lips in satisfaction, as if encouraging.

Then he let go and sat down at the table, pouring himself a cup of tea.

Yan Zhihui stood on the spot and touched his lips, lowering his eyes and smiling slightly.

Still can't shame, otherwise how can I trick Ah Jiu to take the initiative?

Yan Zhihui, whose plan was fulfilled, folded back and sat back satisfied, "Well, let's not talk about it, let's talk about something serious."

He straightened his face, Xie Cijiu also became solemn.

However, Yan Zhihui stared at her for a long time, "Are you very similar to your mother?"

Xie Cijiu frowned, and didn't understand his endless words for a while, but after thinking about what he said just now, she suddenly understood, and her eyes froze: "You mean——the emperor put his dirty thoughts on my mother in my heart." On me?"

"I can't rule out this possibility. Some people will love the person they like, but some will deceive themselves and others to find a substitute." Yan Zhi twirled his finger, "The emperor is obviously the latter."

"If that's the case, then the previous assassination can also make sense."

Xie Cijiu frowned, "If the first batch of killers belonged to him, then he really wanted to kill the grass and roots, but when he saw me after entering Beijing, he regarded me as a substitute for his mother, so he didn't intend to kill me ?”

Yan Zhihui nodded lightly: "Probably so."

"Heh——" Xie Cijiu sneered, killing intent flashed in his eyes, "That's why he planned to let me marry the prince at the beginning to win over the northern border, but he changed his mind when he saw me, so he gave it to him hastily. Prince bestows marriage."

Yan Zhihui looked at her appreciatively: "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

"For a while, I didn't know whether I should feel sorry for myself or the prince." Xie Cijiu put down the teacup in his hand, his face covered with frost.

"What do you feel sorry for him?" Yan Zhi smiled back, "Even though he didn't contribute to this matter, he is the emperor's son and will be our enemy in the future, unless he can stand on our side, but what do you think? Is this hope great?"

Xie Cijiu was silent for a while: "Yes, I still feel sorry for myself. I was thrown around like a cargo by them, picking and choosing."

"Don't say that." Yan Zhihui's expression darkened.

"I just said it casually." Xie Cijiu was a little uncomfortable with his sudden change of attitude.

Yan Zhi pulled her hand back, kissed her lightly on the back of her hand, and said in a low voice: "It's okay to just say it casually, you are the jewel in my palm, and I don't allow anyone to belittle you, including yourself."

Xie Cijiu's heart burned, his fingertips couldn't help curling up, and he looked away uncomfortably, "Cough...I see."

Seeing that her ears were red, Yan Zhi didn't say anything else, but continued to talk about the emperor, but he didn't let go of Xie Cijiu's hand, just playing with it.

"Actually, it's not a bad thing to say."

Xie Cijiu turned back, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you say it?"

Yan Zhihui had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were deep and bottomless: "If the emperor really has a wrong mind about you, then he will not do anything before your filial piety is over, and he will not take you away. Being betrothed to someone else will save you a lot of trouble, but three years is too long, and he might not be able to wait, so let's say one more year."

"A year from now, he's afraid he will use some means to find a way to get rid of your filial piety."

"Well...it's not impossible, but it probably won't take a year." Xie Cijiu curled his lower lip.

"Huh?" Yan Zhi tilted her head to look at her.

"I won't let him live for another year. This year is coming to an end. Next spring, choose an auspicious day and send him on the road."

There was infinite murderous intent in the words, Yan Zhihui looked at the wildfire burning in Xie Cijiu's eyes, his heart beat like a drum.

He just likes such a decisive thank you wine.

After that, Xie Cijiu went to see Qiulan again to understand some details, and when he came back, he locked himself in the study and didn't know what he was doing.

Yan Zhi went back to her, he also had something to do.

There is a mix of people and ghosts in southern Xinjiang now, he can't be sure who is available and who is not, so he can only test it out.

He sat cross-legged on Xie Cijiu's bed, making a formula with his hands, and a golden light suddenly appeared, weaving a big net with his hands.

"Spiritual connection between heaven and earth, the soul enters the dream, come and go!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, the divine light flashed away, and the golden net suddenly opened and then disappeared.

"Well……"

Yan Zhihui let out a muffled snort, it's still a little bit reluctant for this body to bear such a strong divine power.

But fortunately he held on, he fell back on the bed, and casually put a barrier on the bed, so that people outside could not see him.

(End of this chapter)