Poor family farming: the sick and weak scholar's wife is very sturdy

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Yu Xilin did not continue to refute and agreed:

"Okay, since the princess insists on this, I will ask someone to prepare pen and paper, but there is something I have to say to the princess first."

"What?"

"It doesn't matter whether we are close or not, it's just that it will be difficult to surround the Emperor of Daxia with someone else in the future!"

As he spoke, he seemed a little embarrassed and sighed:

"The Emperor of Daxia is a cautious man, and he has Li Yuyan as his assistant. If we go back on our words because of Jun Ma."

Yu Xilin did not continue what he said later. Xiyue understood the importance of marriage and suddenly fell into hesitation and struggle.

After a long while, she gritted her teeth and said:

"What about my husband? We can't just watch him die!"

Yu Xilin smiled and said: "Leave this matter to me, I will definitely rescue him!"

He looked serious and his attitude was sincere.

Xiyue nodded hesitantly, then she stretched out her right arm, revealing the ruby ​​​​chain on her wrist.

She pointed to the bracelet and said:

"As long as you can rescue my husband safely, I owe you a favor. In the future, as long as you come to me with it, I will do it for you as long as I can do it!"

All you need is your words!

"……it is good."

A greedy look flashed across Yu Xilin's eyes, but he still maintained a gentlemanly demeanor on his face.

Xiyue took off the ruby ​​bracelet and handed it to him, then warned:

"Remember, make sure he is unharmed!"

"it is good."

Yu Xilin nodded solemnly, and then sent someone to send Xiyue to the upper room to rest and recuperate.

As soon as Xiyue left, Yu Xilin immediately put away the hypocritical smile on her face, and a bloodthirsty cold light appeared in her eyes.

"Li Yuyan!"

He muttered these three words angrily, clenching his hands into fists, and his veins swelled.

This guy dared to be cruel to Lin Xiao, he was so bullying!
"Ah Xiao's injury."

Yu Xilin's voice became extremely low, as if suppressing the violent waves.

"They are all burns. Although the pain is unbearable, they are not fatal."

Zhao Qian answered mechanically, the grief in his heart turning into a surge of anger.

Yu Xilin squinted his eyes, and his face was so dark that ink was about to drip out.

"How did your operation go so smoothly this time? The Ninth Prince's Mansion was heavily guarded, but you were able to escape with the princess?"

Yu Xilin felt a little strange.

According to the original plan, Zhao Qian should have sneaked into the palace, found out where Lin Xiao and Xiyue were held in the secret room, and then tried to rescue them.

But in the end, Zhao Qian and Xiyue escaped easily without much effort.

Could there be fraud in this?
Zhao Qian pursed his lips and said nothing, his face a little gloomy.

I heard my uncle Wang Tuo say before that their young master is good in every way, but he is too suspicious!

Now it looks like it does!
Yu Xilin was keenly aware of Zhao Qian's abnormality. His eyes glanced around the room and finally landed on Zhao Qian's legs.

"Should you confess yourself, or should you ask me to force a confession!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for the guards to gather around him.

Zhao Qian felt aggrieved and angry, but he was not stupid enough to use his body to resist the sword.

"Subordinate said!"

He took a deep breath and slowly stated his guess.

Yu Xilin's face gradually darkened, and a sharp and murderous aura emitted from his body.

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance with gloomy eyes.

"You mean, A Xiao exchanged himself for the princess's freedom?"

"My subordinates think it should be like this. The princess has a deep love for Jun Ma and will definitely write a letter back to the Turks in order to rescue Jun Ma. In this way, the marriage plan will be ruined. By then..."

"Okay, I'll trust you this time."

After a long time, he said coldly, his eyes dark and unclear.

Zhao Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He had experienced what it means to accompany a king like a tiger!

"Ha! Li Yuyan wants to stop us from sending beauties to the dragon bed, dreaming!"

He sneered twice, turned around and ordered:
"Invite the wedding princess here."

"Yes."

The guard took the order and turned to leave.

After a while, Hongye walked in wearing a bright red skirt, her figure was graceful and graceful, and she was a bit more feminine than the previous days. Yu Xilin's eyes became dark and unclear, and the words Zhao Qian said in the house flashed in his mind again.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body.

"Little Lord."

Hongye stepped forward and called out timidly.

"How is Mei Wu's study going?"

There was no emotion in Yu Xilin's voice, indifferent and cold.

Mei Wu was a forbidden dance by the royal family in the previous dynasty. Legend has it that as long as a woman learns to dance Mei Wu, she can confuse men's minds and make them ignore their own lives and just want to be with women forever.

"I have learned it, please don't worry, young master!"

Hongye knelt on the ground, bowed his head and replied with a respectful tone.

"Very good, dance once for me to see!"

He raised his hand and motioned Hongye to stand up.

Hongye hesitated for a moment, then stood up tremblingly, and then used the bells on her hands and feet as a guide to dance around the room.

The dance mixed with the sound of bells is like feathers brushing the top of people's hearts, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Several guards with poor concentration were already obsessed with it, staring at Hongye intently, wishing they could eat her up right away!

A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Yu Xilin's mouth. He had expected such an ending.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Yu Xilin nodded with satisfaction.

Hongye, who received praise from Yu Xilin, continued to dance gracefully.

Her waist is as soft as a snake, her figure is slim and graceful, and her dancing posture is graceful and pleasing to the eye.

Yu Xilin kept nodding and praising, the amazement in his eyes even more intense.

As soon as the dance was over, all the men present had nosebleeds, including Yu Xilin and Zhao Qian.

[Li Yujun, you should be satisfied with the gift I gave you! 】

Yu Xilin smiled evilly, with a touch of madness and determination in his eyes!

Thousands of years!

He finally has a chance to return to his country!
Nine Princes Mansion.

Li Yuyan pretended to be angry and sat on the chair, with a frighteningly dark face.

"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash! They can't even look down on a little girl!"

Li Yuyan slammed the table, causing the tea cup to scatter and broken porcelain to fly everywhere.

The guards kneeling below had their shoulders hunched, and no one dared to say a word.

"Get out! Get out of here, everyone!"

Li Yuyan roared, scaring everyone and running outside.

Li Yuyan scratched his hair irritably, fell down on the chair, rested his forehead on the table and closed his eyes.

"Ugh--"

This scene was watched closely by the little maid who delivered the medicine to Lin Xiao.

She was shivering and didn't dare to say a word. She silently walked to Lin Xiao's room carrying the medicine bowl, carefully handed the medicine bowl to Lin Xiao, and then stood quietly aside.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Xiao smiled weakly, his pale face full of exhaustion and haggard.

Seeing Lin Xiao being so friendly, the kind-hearted little maid felt soft in her heart and cried with tears in her eyes.

"Why are you crying? Are you being scolded?"

Lin Xiao stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the little maid's face, her tone was soft, and her eyes were full of love.

She knew that this was a simple and kind-hearted girl, and she felt pity for her in her heart.

"No, no!"

The little maid hurriedly shook her head, wiping her tears and saying with a choked voice: "I'm just... I'm just afraid that the young master will be punished by the prince... The prince just got so angry, it was scary..."

A trace of helplessness appeared on Lin Xiao's face, he sighed and whispered:

"It seems that Xiyue has successfully escaped, that's good, that's good."

No matter how stupid the little maid is, she still knows that the prince's anger is related to Mr. Lin. She paused and couldn't help but said:
"Young master, please forgive me for talking too much. The prince's temper has become increasingly weird recently. If the young master angers the prince, I'm afraid. I'm afraid."

She didn't dare to finish her words, but Lin Xiao understood what she meant.

"I know, thank you for your advice."

"You're welcome, son."

The little maid waved her hands repeatedly. Although she didn't understand officialdom, she could also observe words and emotions.

The most difficult thing to control in this world is the art of emperors, especially a powerful prince like the Ninth Prince.