After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Xiaolian stood up in panic at the door: "Miss?"

When she heard what was going on inside, she thought Lin Zhiyu had really been bullied, and her eyes were still red.

But after a while, the emperor rushed out of the door angrily. Before she could react, Lin Zhiyu also came out.

Is this a big fight?
Lin Xiaolian breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then felt worried again.

Today is over, but what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?
Lin Xiaolian's face drooped again.

She gathered Lin Zhiyu's clothes and said, "It's cold outside. Miss, you'd better go in."

"Xiao Lian, did you see anyone outside?" Lin Zhiyu had no intention of going in.

Through the lights in the room, Lin Xiaolian noticed that Lin Zhiyu's eyes were filled with tears.

She was startled: "Miss, what's going on? It's fine outside, no one is there."

Lin Zhiyu felt a hand clasping her throat, gasping for air uncontrollably.

"No, I have to go take a look..."

Lin Xiaolian was surprised. No need to think about it, it was related to the little thief Chen Zeyu mentioned just now.

Is that person the prince?
Lin Xiaolian covered her mouth.

Without any time to persuade, Lin Zhiyu walked into the thick night without even putting on a coat.

Lin Xiaolian saw her running out, her heart skipped a beat, and she also followed her.

No matter what, I must stay with the lady.

On the way to the Imperial Study Room, Lin Zhiyu only felt that it was getting colder and colder, so cold that all the blood in his body was frozen.

What is he thinking about at this moment?
Will you regret coming here?
Did he see himself?
This feeling was something Lin Zhiyu had never experienced before.

She walked faster and faster, her eyes only staring at the bluestone road under her feet.

When they reached a corner, before Lin Zhiyu could react, he was dragged to a corner by a strong force.

Lin Xiaolian took a step slower. When she caught up, where was Lin Zhiyu's figure?

On the empty street, only the shadows of trees swayed on the ground.

Lin Xiaolian tried to shout, but no one answered - not even Lin Zhiyu.

Because her lips were blocked.

There was a familiar smell on the tip of her nose, which made people feel at ease as always, but the person in front of her did not have that gentle look, and was wantonly plundering the few air she had.

Lin Zhiyu couldn't breathe, so she subconsciously punched the person in front of her. After the person realized it, he loosened his grip on her.

Lin Zhiyu breathed heavily, feeling that everything was like a dream - but the person in front of him was undoubtedly Zhou Zijin.

"Why are you here? No, Xiaolian is still looking for me..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was blocked again.

This time, he kissed harder, as if the person in front of him would disappear in the next second.

The hand clasped around Lin Zhiyu's waist rubbed it carefully, causing a slight shiver through the clothing.

Although he obviously had no skills, Lin Zhiyu felt that his soul was shocked again and again.

"Are you crying?" Zhou Zijin felt a burst of wetness, and his rough fingers carefully wiped away her tears.

Lin Zhiyu's soul finally fell back to her body, and even she didn't know when she would shed tears.

Even if the person in front of him is wearing the most inconspicuous eunuch uniform, he still has a tall and straight figure, looking like a man of orchids and jade trees.

Lin Zhiyu took the hand that was wiping her tears and interlocked with hers: "When did you come? You shouldn't have come. Zhou Tingchen is arresting you..."

Halfway through her words, her brain started to spin: "No, weren't you captured by Chen Zeyu and escaped? Then she and the others must be looking for you. I know a safe place. Come with me."

She took Zhou Zijin's hand and wanted to take him away from this dangerous place.

You know, there is only a small path away from Zhou Tingchen's imperial study!

Lin Zhiyu tried hard, but found that the person behind him was motionless. As soon as he cast doubtful eyes on her, Zhou Zijin secretly exerted force and brought her into his arms.

"You...?" His strong heartbeat sounded in her ears, which was staggered with Lin Zhiyu's own.

"Boom, boom."

The two hearts are close together, accompanied by rough and shallow breathing.

"Boom, boom."

Lin Zhiyu clearly felt that his heartbeat was accelerating.

"That's not me. I was looking for someone to lure Brother Huang away. On the first day I learned the news, I searched for you non-stop, but you have been locked up in Qianyuan Hall, and I couldn't find a chance... I'm good Miss you."

Zhou Zijin spoke very fast, and there was only a slight pause at the last sentence.

Lin Zhiyu could tell that he had lost a lot of weight, his jaw was sharper, and his palms were rougher.

Suddenly thinking of the injuries he heard about in prison, Lin Zhiyu's mind became hot and he took off his clothes.

"It must be very painful." The tears that had finally been held back in Lin Zhiyu's eyes were about to burst again.

It should be the work of Master Ji Yan. The whip wounds on his chest were lightly scabbed. In addition, there were also large and small wounds, one on top of the other.

"The Criminal Department is not Chu Nianshan's territory? How could this be?" Lin Zhiyu's voice gradually became lower.

Zhou Zijin said: "I am a prince, and the things I have committed are not trivial. His hands cannot reach this long."

He smiled bitterly: "In the past, all the girls in the capital were vying for the man to marry. If his appearance was ruined, were you afraid?"

With a thought, Lin Zhiyu pressed a gentle kiss on the deepest wound.

Zhou Zijin's whole body froze.

Lin Zhiyu seemed to have not felt anything at all, feeling his feelings bit by bit, following the traces.

"I've seen something scarier than this before."

Lin Zhiyu smiled and reached out to take off the mask.

Zhou Zijin held it down reflexively: "You...don't look."

It's like pleading, like feeling inferior.

Such a perfect person has such a smooth life.

Overnight, it vanished into nothing.

Even his face was disfigured.

Lin Zhiyu shook her head at him and gently took off the mask.

Zhou Zijin turned his head away, as if he didn't want her to see his flaws.

"No one is perfect." Lin Zhiyu's soft voice sounded, and his fingers gently touched the scar.

Zhou Zijin's skin was white, which made the scar look extremely ferocious.

"Zhou Zijin."

This was the first time Lin Zhiyu called his full name like this.

"Are you willing to abide by your marriage vows from now on, no matter whether the other person is poor or rich, sick or healthy, successful or frustrated, you are willing to love her, comfort her, respect her, protect her, and only love her for the rest of your life? "

In the darkness, there were still wet tears in Lin Zhiyu's eyes, which were crystal clear.

She looked at Zhou Zijin seriously, waiting for his answer.

Zhou Zijin had never heard such words before, and there was a layer of doubt in his eyes.

Later, he gradually came to his senses, with deep affection in his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said, "I do."

"Then, I am willing too."

Lin Zhiyu said.