If I want to run away from the outer chamber, I will criticize the prince madly and take me into the

Chapter 58 He said that if she kills him, she will be free.
In the room, Chu Yan held Cui Ying's hand tightly, squeezed his fingers forcefully into hers, and interlocked with hers. He rested his head on Cui Ying's shoulder and said, "You make a purse for Xie Weixing. There is no such thing as loneliness."

These words were said with a bit of sourness. Cui Ying turned her head and looked down at Chu Yan. The man closed his eyes and traced the fingertips of his other hand across the back of her hand.

"Then how about I make clothes for His Highness?"

"Okay."

As soon as Cui Ying finished speaking, Chu Yan opened his eyes to catch up to her words. He raised his head slightly to look at her, his eyes flashed, and there was a smile on the corners of his lips, which was really charming.

Subconsciously, Cui Ying didn't want to leave too many things to Chu Yan, whether it was clothes or anything else, but she thought that if she didn't make Chu Yan happy, she wouldn't be able to find a chance to leave.

It doesn't matter, it won't be long before she can leave anyway.

After finishing speaking, Cui Ying patted Chu Yan's shoulder gently: "I'll get the measuring stick."

Chu Yan slowly let go of her hand, and Cui Ying stood up to look for the measuring stick. After a while, the girl came back with the measuring stick in her hand, and saw Chu Yan sitting comfortably in front of the desk.

In front of him was the rising mist, and the hot tea was burning on the small stove, making a sound. He turned the sapphire finger on his thumb, heard footsteps, and the man turned around to look at her.

"I will measure your highness."

Cui Ying stepped forward and pulled Chu Yan up, and he stood up. Cui Ying smiled and put the measuring stick on his shoulder. The delicious scent of jasmine on her body hit him. Chu Yan took a deep breath, his eyes dim and unclear.

"what do you like?"

With a sudden question, Cui Ying raised her head and looked at him: "What is your highness talking about?"

"The East Palace is very empty, and Gu has never decorated it. If you like anything, you can tell Gu, and I will let someone arrange it."

He explained to Cui Ying that this was also the first time he explained to her the reasons for doing something since she had known him for so long. Cui Ying clenched the measuring stick in her hand and said: "That is what the Crown Princess should do. That’s not what I do.”

She never thought about going back with him and how the East Palace had anything to do with her.

Going to Beijing is not where she belongs, and the East Palace is not where she belongs.

She looked at the measuring stick in her hand seriously and spoke calmly. Chu Yan listened to her words and half-squinted his eyes. She was always like this, not paying attention to everything around him.

He didn't care about anything, let alone him.

Suddenly, Cui Ying's hand was held by him, and the measuring stick slipped from her hand. He put her hand on his heart and said slowly: "Do you regret that you wanted to take advantage of Gu?"

"Yunzhou is not a good place for you, and Shangjing is even less so. As long as you are by Gu's side, you will not be satisfied no matter what, right?"

Listening to Chu Yan's words, Cui Ying wanted to take out her hand. Chu Yan looked at her expression, feeling irritated and a bit violent. A cold dagger with the smell of blood was stuffed into her hand.

"Your Highness!"

Cui Ying looked panicked and stopped him from turning the tip of the knife towards himself with her other hand.

"Kill Gu, and from now on, the sky will be high and the sea will be vast, and you will be free, Cui Ying."

The man's words were cold for no reason. Cui Ying frowned, with a bit of fear in her eyes. She held the handle of the knife and refused to move forward any further. The tip of the dagger had already penetrated his clothes.

But Chu Yan didn't care at all. When she looked at him, the only look in the man's eyes was her fear.

He was as calm as if the person about to be killed at this moment was not him.

"Your Highness, I never thought of killing you, please let go!"

Cui Ying's other hand was imprisoned by Chu Yan, and she could only watch helplessly as he led her hand to stab his heart.

"Why don't you want to kill?"

"Isn't it hateful? Cui Ying." Chu Xuan smiled. Cui Ying suddenly pulled her hand out of his and fell to the ground with the dagger. She looked up at him, with nothing but fear in her eyes.

The blood stains on the knife clearly told Cui Ying that the dagger had almost killed Chu Yan just now.

She wanted to run, but she never thought of killing Chu Yan.

He was the prince, the heir apparent, and the future of the entire Dashuo. Even if she killed him, she wouldn't be able to survive. But she didn't expect that Chu Yan would be crazy enough to hold her hand and let her kill him.

The man sat on the ground with her, his fingertips touched the blade of the knife, which was stained with blood. Chu Yan looked at Cui Ying, he took her into his arms and said softly: "Yingying, as I said, you The lives of those you care about are in your hands."

"I have killed many people, including my uncle who was a close relative of mine, so I am worthy of being a ghost in hell, and I am not afraid of contaminating any more human lives."

Chu Yan hugged her and looked behind her, holding the dagger in his hand again.

These days, he always sleeps uneasily. Cui Ying becomes more and more well-behaved, even taking the initiative to cater to him in bed, but he knows that her well-behaved and sensible nature is just preparing her next escape.

It's okay to go anywhere, as long as it's not by his side.

There were too many variables from Guanzhou to Shangjing, but what should he do to make her stay willingly.

After all, even he was just greedy for the pleasure she brought him. She was the only warmth he could hold.

He hated himself being completely controlled by her and being at her will.

annoying!

"Uh"

The person who was so tender just now was holding Cui Ying's neck and pressing her to the ground. Cui Ying went to break his hand. Through her tearful eyes, she could only see that his eyes were stained with frost and snow, like winter ice. of cold.

"Cui Ying, Gu gave you a chance. If you don't kill Gu, then don't even think about running away again."

The suffocation on his neck slowly dissipated, he chuckled, leaned over slightly to look at her and said: "Gu's craftsmanship is very good, and she has never failed to make a human face drum. Yingying's skin and flesh must be a top-notch beauty drum." .”

Cui Ying couldn't help coughing. She covered her neck, shook her head and backed away, her tied black hair scattered with her movements.

Crazy, he's a complete lunatic? !
What kind of illness is he having today?

"Don't be like this, don't be so cowardly."

Chu Yan stood up, looked down at Cui Ying who was lying on the ground, and blocked her by the pillar with a bit of pity in his eyes: "You shouldn't be so obedient."

His clothes fell to the floor with his steps, and Cui Ying was forced to bear everything he gave her. His movements were like a storm, which was unbearable for her.

After everything was over, Cui Ying felt as if her whole body had been torn apart. When Dongyue and Amber came in to clean her up, they were so distressed that they shed tears when they saw her like this.

"girl."

"do not come!"

Cui Ying's hands tightly grasped the hanging gauze curtain, and there were bite marks from the man on the exposed half of the lotus root wrist.

Amber looked at her and said softly: "Cheng Chong said that His Highness's leg disease became more and more serious, and it became even more difficult to suppress after coming to Guanzhou. He said that the medicines His Highness took were always strong ones, so sometimes he would feel trance-like. Trance-like.”

Thinking of Cheng Chong's words, Dongyue became even more angry: "Can you torture a girl like this?!"

Cheng Chong had said that His Highness had not suffered from mental disorder due to drugs for a long time, but today, their hearts were broken when they heard the girl's cries outside.

But as for Your Highness, how has he ever shown any pity for the girl?

(End of this chapter)