You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Chapter 351 Lin Zhaoyue: What? Does the Third Prince want to lock me up again?

Lin Zhaoyue said this, observing Xiao Yan's expression carefully.

Xiao Yun opened his eyes, and looked at her with his dark pupils. His thin red lips were still pecking at the corner of her lips, with just the right amount of doubt.

"Hmm? What rebirth?"

Lin Zhaoyue was not fooled by him this time, but pressed on step by step.

"What you said last night, how do you know that what I did was to protect the Lin family? To defend Beiyang Pass and keep the Lin family army safe?"

Xiao Yan's face showed a perfect pause and helplessness towards her somewhat absurd judgment:

"…Miss Lin, I have eyes and can see! You are the second lady of the Lin family, and you know that your elder and third brothers are remnants of the previous dynasty. What they did was treason. Treason is punishable by the death of nine generations of the family. It is your instinct to want to protect the Lin family. Moreover, the Lin family army is the life's work of your father, and they are also loyal and brave men who have defended the northern border for many years. They were misled by the remnants of the previous dynasty and made wrong decisions. It is not difficult to understand that you want to protect the Lin family army! As for Beiyang Pass, you are neither going back to the coast nor following me. In addition to your master and your father being here, I believe that you also want to defend Beiyang Pass."

There was not a single flaw in his words or his expression.

Lin Zhaoyue frowned and continued:

"But your skills have suddenly improved a lot. How is it possible for a martial artist to improve his martial arts and internal strength so much in such a short time?"

"What's so strange about this? Didn't your master tell you that practice is the only criterion for testing truth? In such a short period of time, dealing with so many Northern Jue people, martial arts skills must have improved rapidly. Didn't Miss Lin's skills also improve a lot?"

Lin Zhaoyue looked at him carefully, but couldn't find any flaws.

"Then why...why..."

Lin Zhaoyue found it difficult to speak.

"Hmm? Why what?"

His stunning facial features came closer.

“Why do you know so much about my body?”

Hearing this, the man rested his chin on her shoulder. A muffled laugh came from his chest, followed by an ambiguous voice.

"It seems that Miss Lin Er was very satisfied with last night."

Lin Zhaoyue glared at him in shame and anger.

"This kind of thing is something that only couples understand each other best."

"According to Miss Lin Er, you are a reincarnated person? So, we were husband and wife in the previous life?"

Lin Zhaoyue couldn't find out anything, so she didn't want to continue this topic.

"No, your wife is Liu Yiyi. You'd better hide her well for the rest of your life. Otherwise, I will stab her once I see her. If she doesn't die with one stab, I will stab her twice. By then, the Third Prince will be all alone."

Since he was not taking her to see Liu Yiyi, then she would go back. She still had to wait for her master to save her father!

After Lin Zhaoyue finished speaking, she turned and left.

Xiao Yun stood there, looking at her back, his dark eyes filled with emotion, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the jade ring on his hand.

After a while, he raised his foot and followed.

The two of them walked one in front and one behind, in silence.

When Lin Zhaoyue reached the fork in the road, Xiao Yan said:

"Go to the right and you will see her."

right?

Lin Zhaoyue looked to the right, which was the path leading to the dungeon.

Liu Yiyi is in the dungeon?

How can it be?

Xiao Yan loved her as if she were his own eyeballs, so how could he bear to lock her up in a dungeon?

Lin Zhaoyue turned around and looked at him puzzledly.

Xiao Yan walked up to her, took her hand, and led her to the dungeon.

His palms were hot, but hers were slightly cool.

Seeing him holding her hand, Lin Zhaoyue sneered:

"The Third Prince is holding me like this. I'm afraid your beloved sister will see it and get upset. She might even have a relapse of heart palpitations and die!"

Xiao Yan did not respond to her, but held her hand tightly under his wide sleeves.

Lin Zhaoyue felt the force in her hand, but thought she had successfully angered him.

The evil in her heart rose up, and her tone became more vicious:

"It would be too easy for her to die of heart palpitations. I will tell her what happened last night and the three days of entanglement bit by bit. If she gets too emotional, I will revive her with needles. Let her listen carefully to how her beloved served other women and how he was hanging out with other women. It's killing people and destroying their hearts. Third Prince, do you think she will be in pain?"

As I walked into the dungeon, a smell of corruption hit me in the face. The dungeon was very dark, and only the torches on the wall could illuminate the way, so I could barely see the road clearly.

There were dark red bloodstains and some old, dusty and rusty torture instruments hanging in the cell. It was obvious that no one had used them for a long time.

This kind of place is dark and there is no one around.

If people stay here for too long, they will go crazy.

In her previous life, although she was tortured and abused by Liu Yiyi in the cold palace, there is always light and a glimmer of hope.

But the inner will is ultimately no match for the body's decay.

Her body was badly damaged by Liu Yiyi and she eventually died.

While she was suffering in the cold palace, he had his beloved wife in his arms, and was loving and affectionate with his white moonlight. They were inseparable and deeply in love.

Lin Zhaoyue's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she looked around with vigilance, and even a terrible idea popped up in her mind.

If Liu Yiyi was here, and Xiao Yan brought her here, could it be that he was trying to lock her up here in collusion with insiders and outsiders?

She felt a little regretful that she didn't let Ding Dong follow her.

Xiao Yun clearly felt that Lin Zhaoyue's slightly cold palms were oozing with sweat.

Is she nervous? Or scared?

He glanced at her sideways, and there was no expression on her face.

Xiao Yan thought about it for a moment. She was not afraid of the dark. Could it be the shadow left by the last time he asked her to kill someone in the East Palace dungeon?

He stopped, Lin Zhaoyue's heart skipped a beat, and her fingertips instantly clamped three silver needles.

This silver needle was not used for acupuncture. It was smeared with a deadly poison and was used to kill people.

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at her and said:

"what happened?"

Lin Zhaoyue replied without any expression:

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yun's brows were slightly frowned.

"Your palms are sweaty. You're nervous."

His tone was determined.

Lin Zhaoyue looked at him and said:

"The air here is stagnant, we are wearing so many clothes, and the Third Prince is holding your subject so tightly, so it's natural that we will feel hot."

Lin Zhaoyue didn’t know whether he believed her or not, but his dark eyes stared at her for a while, then he retracted his gaze and continued to walk forward, holding her hand.

When turning a corner, people's attention will be distracted, and Lin Zhaoyue waits for a period of time.

When Xiao Yan was leading Lin Zhaoyue to turn right, he caught a glimpse of Lin Zhaoyue coming towards him with a silver needle in her hand.

With this speed, he could easily dodge the attack, or even give the opponent a fatal blow with his backhand.

But he didn't move, allowing her to grab his collar and press the poison needle against his fragile neck.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the silver needle in her hand, saying in confusion:

"What does Miss Lin Er mean?"

Lin Zhaoyue glanced around and looked at him warily.

"I want to ask the Third Prince what he wants to do. Why did he call me to this place? What? Do you want to lock me up again?"