Wear until a vicious villain tortures a future tyrant

Chapter 69 Itchy
Qin Huaizhan arrived at the capital early in the morning, first arranged for his subordinates to live in Hesong residence, packed up and rushed to Diji's mansion alone.

Counting it, he has been away from Beijing for nearly two years.

In the past two years, the capital seems to have not changed much. The shop that sells crispy buns that my cousin has always loved is still there, but it is a pity that it is not Shiba today.

It's just...how come the closer you get to the Emperor Ji's Mansion, the more deserted it becomes.

There was no one around, not even the guards guarding the gate, Qin Huaizhan frowned, stepped forward a little hurriedly, and knocked on the gate.

After knocking for a while, there was a response from inside.

The door opened a small opening, and the porter timidly glanced at the noble young man in silk and brocade outside the door, "Who are you?"

Qin Huaizhan replied politely: "My lord, Qin Huaizhan, is from the Qin family in Nancheng. I'm here to pay a visit to Di Ji. Please inform me."

"The Qin family?" The concierge stared. It should be the Qin family that sister Qiaosheng ordered, right?
The concierge was not sure, "You wait first."

After he finished speaking, he closed the gate tightly again, glanced at the neatly lined guards standing inside the gate, and didn't dare to look any more, lowering his head and quickly walked towards Xiaoluan Palace.

What a crime, what happened last night, these guards stood still and guarded the door for so long, but they didn't dare to move.

Who made Di Ji furious, the storm is about to come.

When Qiaosheng got the letter, she glanced in the direction of the small study.

Mr. Qin's arrival was too unfortunate.

Di Ji fell asleep lying on her stomach after the sky was lit up. She couldn't bear to disturb her at this moment, and she didn't want to leave Di Ji's side at this time.

After thinking for a while, he ordered the concierge, "Go and tell Mr. Qin, please trouble him to find a place to rest for a while, it's not convenient for Diji to see him now."

The concierge went back immediately, and immediately closed the door after handing over the words.

Qin Huaizhan hurriedly said loudly before the door closed: "I live in Hesongju..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door had already slammed shut.

Qin Huaizhan was stunned for a moment, then walked away step by step.

When my cousin sent a letter to my grandfather to ask for someone, my grandfather said that he will not be peaceful when he comes to the capital this time, so he needs to be careful and protect his cousin.

If the cousin is really as intentional as grandpa guessed...

Or if there is any trouble, let him send the letter back quickly.

And when he set off, Grandpa had already prepared for a rainy day.

The cousin should have received a reply letter and knew that he would come, but even Qiaosheng didn't show up, so something must have happened.

Qin Huaizhan didn't delay any longer, and immediately went back to Hesongju. While asking people to inquire about the news immediately, he also arranged for people to deliver letters to the south.

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When Pei Xun woke up, he was confused for a moment before he realized where he was.

He moved a bit, touched the wound on his shoulder, and subconsciously took a breath.

At this moment, he saw a person lying beside him, soundly asleep.

Is Di Ji... guarding him?
Dazzling eyes swayed in through the window, showing that it was already high in the sun.

Diji...she has been guarding her since last night, hasn't she ever left?

Pei Xun couldn't describe how he felt now, it was as if thousands of ants were crawling on his heart, itching.

He couldn't use the strength to get up, and looked sideways at Ji Yunzhi's sleeping profile.

Even when he was asleep, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were slightly black, his hair was disheveled, and he was no longer as delicate as usual.

A robe was casually draped over his body, and dried blood could still be seen on his hands.

Pei Xun clenched his fists tightly, his fingers clenched tightly in his palm, and pinched out the imprint fiercely.

very itchy.

His heart is itching.

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【scratch】

(End of this chapter)