Tonight sleep with me, tomorrow accompany you back

  "Its all right."

  It was rare for him to lower his head and show concern for her.

  His cold tone could freeze people, and a hint of tension flashed in his deep black eyes.

  "I dont want to die," Sheng Jinxiu bluntly buried her head in Yan Beizhengs arms: "I still want to go home and see my father and mother, I havent seen them for a long time..."

  "Tomorrow morning, Ill send you home," said Yan Beizheng.

  Sheng Jinxiu almost jumped out of Yan Beizhengs arms in surprise!

  She just wanted to soften him up in this way, but she didnt expect him to directly agree to let her out of the Regents Palace?

  "Huaijin, youre so good!" She grabbed his collar, forgetting to pretend, and her tearful eyes shone with light.

  He is really good, its just that his goodness, she has only begun to discover in this life.

  So perhaps in their past life, they got it wrong with how they treated each other?

  Yan Beizhuo furrowed his brow, and the chill on his body intensified.

  Is she this happy when hes away from her?

  Just as I was about to regret it, Sheng Jinxiu said: "Then can you accompany me back? Bring a small gift?"

  "My mother likes flowers and grasses, just dig up a clump of grass in the Regents Palace."

  "I just want Father and Mother to have a better impression of you, after all... we are going to be together."

  Hurriedly finishing these few sentences, Sheng Jinxiu looked at Yan Beizheng, her palms sweating with nervousness.

  Will he agree? Or wont he?

  If I agreed...

  If you dont agree...

  A large palm came over, covering her eyes. The man then leaned down, pressing against Sheng Jins ear and said: "Tonight, accompany me to sleep, tomorrow accompany you back."

  "Eight times in one night, huh?"

  Sheng Jinxius face and ears turned red together, she spoke without shame or embarrassment, but was numb from being "torn" by him in her past life, and was putting on a strong front in front of Yan Ziyen.

  Yan Beizhuang had already let her go and took a few steps forward: "Quiet!"

  He didnt say who should shut up, but Yan Ziyen wouldnt know that he was the one being talked about. Even if it hurt, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

  "Emperor... Emperor Uncle..." His body trembled and large drops of cold sweat emerged.

  "Kill someone in my palace?" Yan Beichens tone was very calm, as calm as if he were discussing the weather with Yan Ziyuan: "Am I a brutal king? Do I delight in destroying what others hold dear?"

  He took another half step forward: "Zi Yan, imperial nephew, tell me, whats on your mind?"

  "Your Majesty... Uncle, I was just joking with you, I have no disloyal intentions towards you!" Yan Ziyen struggled to get up and knelt down in front of Yan Beiting.

  He also resented that Yan Beizheng was only a few years older than him, yet he had to kneel at Yan Beizhengs feet and feared that Yan Beizheng would take his life.

  Yan Beizhuang: "I thought you were tired of living so long and wanted Prince Yu to escort you on your way."

  "Spare my life, Uncle!" Yan Ziyans face lost its last bit of color: "Misunderstanding, it was all a misunderstanding, I just wanted...wanted to take Sheng Jinxiu away..."

  "Your Majesty, you know that Sheng Jinshu is my nephews fiancée..."

  "If... of course, if Your Imperial Majesty likes her, I can present her to you right now."

  "You said," Yan Beizheng stood still, staring at Yan Ziyuan like he was staring at a dead man: "Jiner is your... fiancée?"

  "No! Not!" Yan Ziyan trembled even more violently: "...... She is your imperial uncle... Your person..."

  "Get out!"

  Yan Zi Ye endured the pain and quickly got up, running even faster than a rabbit!

  Looking at his fleeing back, Sheng Jinxius eyes were filled with icy hatred. Such a despicable and vicious person had made her pay the price of a lifetime of suffering! This lifetime...

  "Take another look at him and Ill dig out your eyeballs!"

  Yan Beizheng, who had just calmed down a bit, suddenly became annoyed again and pulled Sheng Jinxiu to his side.

  His large palm pinched half of her face: "Little Jiner also knows how to flirt with this king!"

  "But, Little Brocade, if you want to deceive me, its best to deceive me until the day I die, otherwise..."

  He grabbed her hand and dragged her into the bedroom...