The Queen of Charm

Chapter 11 Poor Little White Rabbit
She flipped open the quilt suddenly, her dark eyes were full of anger.

I saw a naked young man lying on the bed impressively.

The black hair fell down slightly, blocking the young man's delicate and delicate face.The deer-like pupils were fascinated by the water mist, and the eyes that looked at her were all watery.

As soon as she saw Ling Zihan was looking at him.

The boy looked at her with terrified wide eyes and aggrieved.

His mouth was wrapped in a white cloth, and he could only make a whining sound.

"Butler Wang, get out!" Seeing that the boy was still underage, Ling Zihan woke up from sleepiness.

She directly covered the young man's pretty figure with the quilt, turned over and got out of bed, and put on a coat.

The whole body exudes a violent breath.

Steward Wang quickly rolled in, and Ling Zihan stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back, looking at her, her eyes were terribly cold, "What's the matter with the man on the bed!"

She was disguised as a man, and unexpectedly let a man sleep on her bed for no reason.

This time, Ling Zihan was really angry.

Frightened by the aura emanating from her body, Steward Wang replied timidly, "Is it not to your liking if you go back to the prince, or else I will find another master to serve you!"

"Master?" Ling Zihan reacted now, squinting her eyes slightly, "They are all men?"

"Yes!" The butler was a little taken aback.

"Okay, very good!" Ling Zihan looked at her coldly, "From today on, all men, let them go! If they step into my prince's room, they will definitely cut off their arms and legs!"

so cold~
The boy on the bed shrank his neck, his face full of fear.

Seeing that the housekeeper didn't move, Ling Zihan smiled coldly, "Do you not listen to my prince and think that this prince dare not kill you!"

"I..." Butler Wang still knelt on the ground firmly.

At this time, Qinmei heard the movement in the house.

Hurrying over, he noticed the tense atmosphere in the air, coupled with the terrifying expression on Ling Zihan's face.

She walked over cautiously, and whispered a few words in Ling Zihan's ear, Ling Zihan's gaze was instantly as cold as ice.

Concubine Li!What a noble concubine Li!
"Steward Wang, you know that the prince is not feeling well these days, and you still have someone come over to sleep with you. Do you eat too much, or are you tired of working?"

The hateful Concubine Li actually sent someone to monitor her, it's hateful!

Having said that, Ling Zihan's expression softened a little.

She now understands that there is a huge disparity in strength between herself and Concubine Li.

I can't tear my skin off now.

You still have to do what you should do.

Steward Wang kowtowed several times, and his head was bruised, "It's my subordinate who didn't think carefully, it's my fault, please forgive me, Eighth Prince!"

"Go on, as for that man, stay him, you all go!"

Ling Zihan waved her hand, Qinmei and Wang Butler all left carefully.

Only the terrified boy on the bed was left with his eyes wide open, filled with fear and disgust.

After everyone left, only Ling Zihan and the stunning young man on the bed were left in the room.

Although there were people in the room, it made her a little nervous.

But it can only be a show.

It is estimated that the young man should be Li Guifei's spy.

Ling Zihan approached slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, looked playfully at the young man who was scared but pretended to be calm, "Are you afraid of me?"

The young man rolled his eyes, then nodded, then shook his head quickly.

"It's dishonest!" Ling Zihan hooked the corners of her lips happily, seeing the boy's immature face, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, if in modern times, he would still be in high school at this age.

"Do you want to talk?"

He nodded, shook his head quickly, thought about it, and nodded.

"Okay, if I ask you to talk, you are not allowed to yell or curse again and again, and you can answer whatever I ask you!"

The boy nodded obediently.

Ling Zihan took off the cloth from his mouth, the young man did not cry and looked at her calmly.

"your name?"

"Yuehua!"

"identity!"

"Young Master of Taiwei's Mansion!" Yue Hua was about to cry, he hugged himself with the quilt, bit his lower lip, knelt in front of Ling Zihan, and looked at her with teary eyes, "Eighth Prince, please forgive me!" Come on, Yuehua, Yuehua already has a fiancée, and when she grows up, Yuehua will marry her! If she becomes your male favourite, Yuehua will say goodbye to her fiancée completely!"

Ling Zihan's eyes flickered, and he asked softly, "Do you have a fiancee? Is she pretty?"

Speaking of this, Yuehua's face was full of sweetness, "She is very gentle, knowledgeable and reasonable, although she is not as beautiful as the first beauty, in my heart, she is the most beautiful!"

"Oh?"

The corners of Ling Zihan's lips hooked slightly, provoking Yuehua's delicate chin, "Then tell me, who sent you? What do you want to do?"

Yuehua's eyes flickered, don't look anywhere else, "Yuehua doesn't know what the Eighth Prince means!"

"Heh!" Lifting up the thin quilt slightly, Yuehua's spring light is undoubtedly revealed.

Under the moonlight, there is a bit of holiness and a different kind of temptation.

Before the quilt could be blocked in time, Ling Zihan grabbed her neck.

Seeing the stunning face so close at hand, Yue Hua became a little dazed, and completely forgot about her situation.

It is said that the Eighth Prince's complexion is unparalleled, and he didn't know why he didn't see it before, but now that the real person is right in front of him, why his heart is pounding.

Suddenly, there was a trace of extravagant hope in my heart.

"Are you really going to commit yourself to me tonight and abandon your fiancée?" The evil voice sounded from above, which also woke up Yue Hua, who was starting to degenerate.

"Huh?" His face was confused.

A hint of disgust flashed across Ling Zihan's eyes.

What an annoying man.

But in order for the boy to tell the truth, the neck he was choking slowly moved up, and then he raised his chin and kissed him.

With her unique fragrance and softness, "Is this so?"

Ripples appeared in Yuehua's heart.

He stared at the stunningly beautiful man above, and suddenly had a thought in his heart that he should just go on like this.

At this moment, as if she couldn't care about anything else, Yue Hua only had eyes for that suffocatingly beautiful young man, his whole body exuded a noble aura, and it was also full of complicated charms.

Let people sink completely.

"Or, do you want more?" Hot air sprayed on Yuehua's face, and the roots of her ears turned pink.

Yuehua didn't speak, but only proved with actions that he abandoned his self-esteem, closed his eyes shyly, and approached the boy above him.

It's almost like being confused.

Yuehua treats each other frankly, while Ling Zihan is fully dressed.

She looked at Yue Hua who was approaching, with a hint of disgust flashing across her eyes.

Pushing him away violently, under Yue Hua's dazed eyes, she rolled over and fell asleep on the side.

"I'm tired, don't bother me!" Although she didn't know who sent it, she hated such a man who committed himself to becoming a male favourite.

Yuehua carefully curled up to one side, not daring to disturb Ling Zihan, and covered her body with the tulle she just discarded, still feeling very cold.

He shivered from the cold.

Suddenly her body warmed up, and Ling Zihan's cold voice came, "As a deal, don't tell me what happened tonight!"

Yuehua was taken aback for a moment, looking at the figure with her back to him, a little dazed.

Tonight, he didn't inflict those tortures on himself?
At night, some people are destined to have no sleep.

(End of this chapter)