After Wearing a Book, I Pampered Five Big Villains

  Chapter 550 Killing Heart

  After listening to these nonsensical words, Yan Luoyu asked in confusion: "The big wooden board is blocking it? What's the matter?"

  Zhichan's face was full of disgust, and she added embellishments: "I heard that this lady of the Pei family picks and chooses after she arrives in the prison cell. She completely forgets that she is in prison, and instead asks the jailers to equip her with various daily necessities."

   "Ms. Pei was dissatisfied with the structure of the sky prison on her first day."

   "She asked someone to find a big board for her - saying that she had to find it before dark, because without the board blocking, Mrs. Pei couldn't sleep at all."

  Yan Luoyu couldn't help laughing, while calmly picking up the memorials on Li Huamu's case, he said leisurely: "Pei's wife is quite good at enjoying life."

Zhichan said in disgust: "It's simply extravagant. I just heard someone say that the carriages used by Pei Yi were made of the most expensive wood, and even the horses were the best war horses in the army— It's too much for Pei Yi to use a war horse as a coolie. She is a moth of Da Zhou..."

"Snapped!"

  Accompanied by the muffled sound of a memorial being slapped **** the face, Zhichan's chattering little reports came to an abrupt end.

   She raised her hand in confusion to cover the half of her face that was beaten, and looked at the master in front of her with a blank and terrified expression.

  Yan Luoyu didn't raise his head to look at the personal servant girl, but continued to calmly collect the memorials on several cases with lowered eyebrows and eyes, with a calm and indifferent expression.

  She said slowly: "Who allows you to call Mrs. Pei by name?"

   When Zhichan heard that her master punished herself because of Pei Yi, she was very dissatisfied.

  She covered her slapped face, and said stubbornly: "Princess, you are obsessed with ghosts! That Pei Yi is very ambitious, and she clearly wants to compete with you for the throne, and you still defend her everywhere!"

  Yan Luoyu's eyes turned cold, and he scolded in a deep voice: "Zhichan!"

  Zhi Chan's whole body trembled.

  Although her master usually calls her by name directly, it is extremely rare to call her in this tone.

  Zhichan suddenly felt the coolness rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

  She panicked, bent her knees and knelt down, lowered her head tremblingly and said, "Princess, calm down!"

  Yan Luoyu picked up a folded memorial, and slowly lifted Zhichan's chin with the memorial, and the latter was forced to look up at her.

  But Zhichan is just a maid after all—there is a difference between superiority and inferiority, she dare not look at her master at all. Under such pressure, Zhichan became even more frightened.

  Yan Luoyu looked coldly at the various expressions of panic and fear on the little girl's face, and said coolly: "It's because I dote on you too much, and I've spoiled you so much."

  Zhichan was terrified, knelt down and walked in front of Yan Luoyu, and said with a mournful face, "Princess, I was wrong..."

  Yan Luoyu held the memorial against Zhichan's body that wanted to approach, and said coldly, "How should a servant call himself in front of his master?"

  Zhi Chan was stunned, opened her mouth slightly, and opened her eyes slightly, she was dumbfounded.

   She stayed with the princess for too long.

  Princess has been treating her very well.

  She has always been proud of her special low position.

   She has always been proud of being able to call herself "I" in front of the princess.

   This is her only honor.

   But now, the princess wants to take it back.

  Just because she talked about Pei Yi...

  Zhichan is so wronged, her nose is sour, she almost shed tears.

  She cried: "Princess, calm down, slave... I know I was wrong."

Yan Luoyu withdrew his hand, threw the memorial on the table, and said calmly: "Pei Yi is the master. In this house, except for me who can call her by name, no one else is qualified. Understand?"

  Zhichan held back the tears that were about to fall, and said with a sob: "I understand."

  Yan Luoyu saw how pitiful the little girl was, so she stretched out her hand and said lazily, "Squeeze your hand, I've been approving memorials for a long time today, and my hands are tired."

  As soon as Zhichan heard that her master was still willing to use her, she immediately felt better.

  She sniffed, forced back the tears that were about to fall, and happily massaged her master's hands, her movements were extremely reverent.

  Yan Luoyu saw the reaction of the little maid, and said indifferently: "In the princess' mansion, no one can criticize Pei Yi. If anyone violates this rule, they will be beaten out of the princess' mansion."

  Zhi Chan flinched in fright.

  She grabbed her master's hand and begged bitterly: "Princess, please don't drive me... slave out of the house."

  The master said to her: "Seeing that you have served me for many years, I will forgive you this time. If there is another time, I will deal with it according to the rules."

  My master smiled very gently, his tone of voice was also very gentle, and his words were also very gentle, but for some reason, Zhichan only felt scared.

  How dare she complain to Pei Yi, she promised with tears in her eyes: "There will be no next time! There will definitely be no next time!"

  Yan Luoyu said slowly: "Get up."

  Zhi Chan pursed her lips to suppress her crying, but the tears still couldn't hold back.

  But she knew that slaves could not cry in front of the master, it would ruin the master's mood, which was very bad luck.

  Zhichan couldn't help being frightened, she wiped her tears and said with a sob: "Princess, this servant didn't mean to cry. I know I'm wrong..."

  Yan Luoyu glanced at the little maid, and said softly, "Go down and rest."

   Such words are naturally the master's concern for the slaves.

   As soon as Zhichan's heart warmed up and all kinds of emotions agitated, she couldn't hold back her tears.

  She tearfully said: "Your servant will leave."

  Yan Luoyu hummed coldly, and Dang even ordered the servants guarding the door to enter the hall.

  Zhichan shed tears silently and walked out without saying a word.

   Just as she was about to walk out of the hall, she heard the princess say: "You go to prepare the carriage, I am going to the prison now."

  Zhichan's tears suddenly became more violent.

  But now she doesn't dare to blame Pei Yi at all.

  Zhichan pursed her lips tightly to hold back her crying, and ran faster.

   About half an hour later, Yan Luoyu finally got into the carriage.

  She sat with her back against the wall of the car, closing her eyes and resting her mind.

   There was the sound of rolling wheels, and occasionally the sound of vendors hawking, and then there was no sound at all.

   After an unknown amount of time, the carriage stopped.

  The coachman reminded respectfully outside: "Princess, we are here."

  Yan Luoyu got someone to support him, and stepped out of the carriage leisurely step by step.

   When the jailers learned of the princess’s sudden visit, they hurriedly tidied up for a while, and then greeted the princess respectfully.

Knowing that Princess Zhen Guo came to the prison this time because of Pei Yi, the jailers all looked at him, saying that Mr. Pei is really powerful—since Mr. Pei entered the prison, there have been several groups of nobles coming here one after another. Visited her.

  Under the guidance of the jailer, Yan Luoyu walked outside the cell calmly.

  The other side of the fence is blocked by a huge wooden board, and people outside have no way of spying on the situation inside.

   "See" the princess.

  Before the next words could be said, everyone saw Princess Zhenguo put a finger to her lips to signal them to keep silent.

  The jailers suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore.

  Yan Luoyu glanced at the thick wooden board, and asked in a low voice: "You just let the wooden board block your view, don't you care what's going on in the cell?"

  The jailer explained in a low voice in embarrassment: "Reporting to the princess, the cell is not usually blocked by wooden boards. Mr. Pei only uses wooden boards to block the fence when he is sleeping."

  Yan Luoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked meaningfully: "Then Mr. Pei is sleeping now?"

  The jailer replied in a low voice: "Master Pei is taking a lunch break now."

  Lunch break?

  Yan Luoyu couldn't help but find it funny.

   Now it's almost time to bid, but Pei Yi is still taking a "nap".

  Yan Luoyu pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "Open the cell and move gently, so as not to wake up Mr. Pei."

  The jailer respectfully took orders.

  Actually, even if there were no such instructions from Princess Zhen Guo, they would still keep their movements light, not daring to wake Mr. Pei at all—after all, this adult is now the Guanyin who gives money to their entire prison.

  They don't want to offend such a wealth-giving Guanyin.

  The jailer took out the key and opened the lock lightly—very gently, for fear that the sound of unlocking would wake Mr. Pei inside.

  Then, the jailers gently pushed the door open, taking every step extremely carefully, for fear of offending Mr. Pei.

  Yan Luoyu looked at the door that was already wide open, then walked lightly to the door, then bowed and walked in.

  She glanced at the furnishings in the room, her eyes were very critical.

  A cell is a cell, and the accommodation conditions are really terrible.

  Besides a bed, a table, and a dilapidated chair, there is no other furniture in this cell.

   His eyes turned around the room, and finally landed on the person on the bed.

  Yan Luoyu walked to the bed with the lightest steps possible.

  She looked down at the sleeping person on the bed, with a gentle smile on her lips.

  Pei Yi's face is really beautiful.

  The eyebrows are beautiful, the nose is also beautiful, and there is nothing wrong with it.

   It is a look that makes people easily fall in love at a glance.

  Yan Luoyu lowered his eyes and looked carefully at the face of the person in front of him.

  She slowly sat on the edge of the bed, couldn't help stretching out her hand gently, trying to outline the other person's face with her fingers.

  However, the moment her fingers were about to touch Pei Yi's forehead, a warm plain hand grabbed her wrist.

   Immediately afterwards, Yan Luoyu felt a strong attack.

   What followed was a whirlwind.

  Everything happened so fast, Yan Luoyu was a little dazed.

   When she finally came to her senses, she was already pinned down on the bed by Pei Yi.

  The "criminal" held her wrists in an absolutely oppressive posture, bowed down and looked down at her, and said in astonishment, "Princess?!"

  Yan Luoyu pursed her lips and smiled wickedly, then she wrapped her legs around Pei Yi's waist, and then exerted force.

  In an instant, the up and down of the two were reversed.

  Yan Luoyu pressed on Pei Yi's body, stretched out a slender white finger and lightly poked Pei Yi's nose, and said with a wicked smile, "When did you wake up?"

  Pei Yi felt very embarrassed.

  She stretched out her hand to push Yan Luoyu away, but this man was pressing on her, clinging to her like an octopus.

  If she really wanted to push Yan Luoyu away, she would use brute force herself.

  Pei Yi couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

  She responded helplessly: "The moment the princess stepped into the cell, I woke up."

  She is a martial artist, and her five senses are already sharper than ordinary people.

   What's more, she is in prison now—you never know when someone will come to assassinate her.

  Pei Yi is naturally highly vigilant, even if she sleeps, she dare not sleep too soundly.

  So, when she sensed someone stepping into the cell, she woke up instinctively.

  However, Pei Yi didn't wake up immediately—she didn't want to startle the snake, and was going to wait for what the observer wanted to do.

  But who would have thought that the person who came would be Yan Luoyu, Princess of the Zhen Kingdom.

  Pei Yi's mood became a little delicate.

   "Wake up and pretend to be asleep." Yan Luoyu lay on top of her, and said with a smirk, "You are trying to lure me to belittle you, aren't you?"

  Pei Yi's face was full of black lines, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore and reached out and grabbed Yan Luoyu's back collar, and then threw the person on her body to the ground like throwing a sack.

  Yan Luoyu suddenly felt that she was vacated, and then she rolled to the ground.

  She was a little confused, but she didn't get angry.

  She can even lie on her side in a coquettish manner, with one hand resting on the curve of her side and the other propping her head, and said with a leisurely smile, "Pei's wife is also a woman herself, so don't you know how to be sympathetic?"

  Pei Yi sat up calmly, straightening her somewhat messy collar expressionlessly.

  Yan Luoyu's eyes sank slightly, she felt that Pei Yi's actions looked so restrained, so **** seductive.

  Pei Yi looked down at Princess Zhenguo who was lying on the ground, and said somewhat helplessly: "Princess, let's get up and talk, the ground is not clean."

  Yan Luoyu stretched out a hand towards her, and said with a smile, "Pull me up."

  This action brought back very bad memories for Pei Yi.

  Back in the private room of the small restaurant, she got up because of pulling Yan Luoyu, but Yan Luoyu tripped her and fell to the ground.

  Pei Yi's complexion was gloomy, and she firmly refused: "The princess should get up by herself."

  Yan Luoyu sneered and said, "It's quite unfeeling."

  Although Yan Luoyu said so, in his heart, Yan Luoyu was more satisfied with Pei Yi. She stood up slowly, walked in front of Pei Yi gracefully and calmly, and then sat down beside Pei Yi very naturally.

  Pei Yi always felt that a pervert had suddenly come to her side, so she instinctively moved aside immediately.

  Yan Luoyu didn't move his **** with Pei Yi, but stretched out a hand to hold Pei Yi's hand closest to her.

  Pei Yi's heart was full of alarms, and her first reaction was to withdraw her hand.

  Who would have thought, but Yan Luoyu said: "Why do you have calluses on your hands?"

  Pei Yi was slightly taken aback.

  Is there a cocoon?

  She has never paid attention to this issue.

  Seeing her seemingly stupid look, Yan Luoyu couldn't help but feel that this little lady of the Pei family is really cute.

  Yan Luoyu said slowly: "You are a girl, not a man, you should take good care of it."

  Pei Yi looked down at her hands.

  Her hand was being held in Yan Luoyu's - she was originally fair-skinned, but when compared with Yan Luoyu's, she seemed a bit rough.

All this is mainly due to the fact that she knows how to practice martial arts on weekdays, and after all, she is running around, and she is not raised in the backyard like most girls in this era. A pampered noble lady.

  Pei Yi took her hand back indifferently, and said disapprovingly: "Proper maintenance is enough."

  Yan Luoyu took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle from his bosom, then uncorked the bottle, and poured out something from it.

   It's a pink fluid, and it's a name certificate. It looks pretty, and it smells good.

Yan Luoyu gently smeared it on Pei Yi's hands, and said with a soft smile: "This is the dew made by me with honey from flowers, and it can be applied every day to rejuvenate the skin. You are a little lady, you still have to Take good care of it, don't be as rough as a man all day long."

  Pei Yi's eyes moved slightly, but her mouth didn't respond.

  She originally wanted to pull her hand back, but as a princess, Yan Luoyu condescended to carefully smear the back of her hand, and it was not good for her to lose face like this.

  Yan Luoyu applied it very carefully, and his movements were very gentle.

  Pei Yi felt very comfortable, as if the whole hand had been carefully performed by a person, which was quite good.

  Yan Luoyu massaged Pei Yi's hands carefully, while calmly and softly said: "Pei Yi, don't you think that as a woman, it is best to stay in the backyard and enjoy the happiness?"

  Pei Yi's complexion was slightly gloomy, and her eyes couldn't help revealing a bit of sarcasm.

  She said why Yan Luoyu came to her suddenly today, and waited for her here for a long time.

  Is this a special visit to her to tell her that enough is enough?

Pei Yidang even took her hand back, and said with a shallow smile: "Princess, everyone has their own ambitions. Girls don't go out of the gate, and enjoying the happiness in the backyard is certainly a kind of happiness. But Pei's That's not the interest."

  Yan Luoyu stared straight at the little lady in front of him, his gaze was deep and dangerous.

  She glanced at her empty hand, and slowly put the stopper on the small porcelain bottle of fragrant dew, she narrowed her eyes slightly and said: "Then Mrs. Pei's hobby is quite similar to mine."

Yan Luoyu raised his eyes slowly, looked at Pei Yi intently, and said slowly but solemnly: "Miss Pei, have you ever thought that you are responsible for the beautiful and tiring work...let others do it do it."

  Pei Yi smiled disapprovingly, and said meaningfully: "The princess is right, now I have let others do the tiring work."

  Yan Luoyu's eyes were slightly cold, and he said with a smirk: "Pei Yi, I think... If I take care of outsiders and you take care of insiders, it should be very good."

  Pei Yi was dumbfounded.

   To be honest, she couldn't understand why this big man's woman was always so obsessed with pulling her to start a business together - the key was to have her as the supporting role, and Yan Luoyu as the master.

   This is ridiculous.

  Yan Luoyu saw her astonishment in his eyes, and continued to calmly say: "This world restricts women so much, it is really unfair."

   "Pei Yi, apart from me, no one will really respect you, and no one will really support you in your career."

   "These men seem to be reliable on the surface, but what they do behind the scenes is really disgusting."

   "The two of us might as well join forces and let these men go away."

   "The world ruled by men is too bad, and we joined forces to create a new atmosphere."

  The further Yan Luoyu went on, the deeper his tone became, and the more bewitching his voice became.

  She held Pei Yi's hand calmly, and continued unhurriedly: "Pei Yi, I have never underestimated you."

   "In my heart, you are smart, beautiful, and courageous."

   "Besides, you are very clean and pure."

   "No man can compare to you."

   "You shouldn't let those men defile you at all."

   "You stay with me."

   "I will support you with all my heart."

   "I'll get you out of jail."

   "I'll give you a whole new life."

   “Those men never know to really care about you, they just make you suffer in jail.”

   "But I won't."

   "I, Yan Luoyu, will never let the person I like be wronged."

  Pei Yi was stunned.

  From Yan Luoyu's first sentence, she felt uncomfortable all over.

   She really wanted to shut up the person in front of her.

  But the more Yan Luoyu went on, the more silent Pei Yi became.

   That silence was a very novel experience.

  She couldn't say that she was bewitched, she was actually surprised.

  Pei Yi herself is the soul of a modern person—she herself is not bound by this era, and she will have the idea of ​​becoming an emperor. Although it is bold, it does not seem to be too abnormal.

   But Yanluoyu is a pure ancient.

An ancient man would have the idea of ​​being an emperor—to be exact, a noble woman who was born in ancient times would have the idea of ​​being an emperor, and even use gender reasons to mobilize her to do things together. This is really a thought. A little too forward?

  Looking at some modern new trends of thought, their routines are nothing more than this.

  Pei Yi couldn't help feeling a little complicated.

  To be honest, if Yan Luoyu didn't insist on competing with her for the throne, she felt that she could also make friends with Yan Luoyu.

   Such a girl, so clear-headed and refreshing—is indeed charming.

  When Pei Yi thought about it, her mood became more complicated.

  The fragrance of the dew wafted in the air, dyeing her mood with an indescribable ambiguity and fragrance.

  Yan Luoyu silently observed Pei Yi's reaction.

  Seeing that Pei Yi didn't answer from the beginning to the end, she thought to herself that Pei Yi might be a little emotional.

  She tentatively asked again: "Pei Yi, can you do things with me?"

  Pei Yi's whole body trembled, and she suddenly woke up from that magical meditation.

  She said in a complicated mood: "Princess, everyone has his own ambitions."

  Her words were very short, and they were nothing more than repeating what she had just said—but the meaning was extremely clear.

  Yan Luoyu's eyes darkened, like the clouds in the sky suddenly lost their brilliance after the sunset.

  She understands that some things cannot be forced.

  Yan Luoyu's heart sank.

  Her killing intent came out.

   But her face is kind.

Yan Luoyu smiled lightly, then handed the small porcelain bottle into Pei Yi's hands, and said with a gentle smile: "This fragrance is for you, girls, you should cherish yourself. Pei Yi, we Think you're really rough, really—so rough."