Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 905 Nuan Nuan and I are both here! (2)
"It's just in time for His Royal Highness's funeral, and it's also a heartfelt wish for Your Majesty to come here to pray. Since you feel uneasy, you can stay for a few more days. Anyway, His Royal Highness is not in a good mood recently, so you have to worry about it too." " Qiuxin made a bed for her in the back room of the temple, and stuffed the amulet she had asked for under the pillow, "This amulet has been consecrated, and it is very effective in warding off evil spirits. My mother has been troubled for the past few days. Sleep well, go to bed early today?"

"En!" An Yiru replied irritably, went to bed and closed her eyes.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, Yin Jie and Yan Yue were both ordered by Yin Shao, but she had nightmares all night long.

It's okay for Yan Yue to talk, but Yin Jie really can't figure it out.

That is obviously Yin Shao's own flesh and blood, even if he was angry because of Yan Yue, he shouldn't have attacked Yin Jie, the more he thought about An Yiru, the more guilty he felt, and when he closed his eyes, he saw the child The pale little face stared at her listlessly.

The room was lit with tranquilizing incense, but An Yiru was still half awake and drowsy. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she felt something floating in front of her eyes. When she looked closely, it was that child Yin Jie again. He stared at her pale.

"Ah!" She let out a low cry, and sat up abruptly, already covered in cold sweat.

"Qiu Xin!" An Yiru sat on the bed panting heavily, calling Qiu Xin with a hoarse voice, but she didn't hear a response after several calls.

She just thought it was the girl who was in a deep sleep and didn't hear it, cursed inwardly, dragged her limp legs down, went to the table and poured herself a glass of water.

She has not been sleeping well recently, so Qiu Xin dare not leave a light in the house, for fear that the light will disturb her.

There is an oil lamp on the table outside.

An Yiru held the cup and was about to send it to her lips. She glanced casually, but saw the emerald green skirt at the corner of her feet.

She was startled, took two steps back suddenly, and looked closely, a girl curled up and fell to the ground, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

But that face—

It's clearly Qiu Xin.

An Yiru was startled, the cup dropped and rolled on the table.

Although the movement was not big, it wasn't too small, but Qiu Xin didn't react at all, it seemed that she wasn't asleep at all.

An Yiru stood there in a daze, wanting to try Qiu Xin's breathing, but her mind was in a mess, she didn't know what to do for a while, she always felt as if she hadn't woken up from that nightmare.

At this time, I suddenly heard a faint laughter from behind, "What? Have you done too many sinful things? Haven't woken up yet?"

In the middle of the night, and in the temple halfway up the mountain, the hairs all over An Yiru's body stood on end in an instant.

She turned around hastily, but her feet tripped over her skirt, and she fell down on a beauty couch next to her.

The light on the table was dim, reflecting a figure standing in front of the window near the inside.

The figure was not very tall, but because of the large cloak on his body, he couldn't tell the exact figure.

An Yiru's brows were furrowed vigorously, and she forgot to call for help for a while, just stared at her and kept speculating, "You..."

"It's not that I haven't seen it before. It seems that I have not interacted with you too much? You can't hear my voice?" The man turned around and walked over with a smile on his lips.

An Yiru was extremely guarded, staring at her without blinking.

Song Chuxi walked out of the shadow of the room step by step, and after seeing her face clearly, An Yiru couldn't help being stunned and startled, and exclaimed in an off-line voice: "Why are you?"

"Shouldn't it be me?" Song Chuxi asked back, looking left and right seriously, and asked with a smile: "Then who do you think it should be? Yan's?"

An Yiru also felt uncomfortable when she heard the word Yan Yue. Her face turned pale again, and suddenly became cold. Just as she was about to explode, Song Chuxi had already walked in front of her and looked at her coldly. She said: "You don't have to feel regretful that Yan didn't come to chase after you. After all, Yin and Yang are separated. For some things, it would be more appropriate for us living people to talk about them, right?"

An Yiru hadn't turned the corner for a long time, because although there was some festive relationship between her and Song Chuxi, it was all old things about Chen Zhima's rotten millet. She really didn't expect Song Chuxi to chase her here What is the intention.

But Song Chuxi mentioned Yan Yue again and again, and she was thinking about it quickly, thinking that the people below were going crazy and rumored that Song Chuxi led someone to forcibly take Yan Yue away from Yin Shao's nose, and she felt a twitch in her heart. After shivering, an incredible idea popped up.

"You—" An Yiru felt that her idea was very unreliable, so unreliable that she laughed like a joke when she said it, "Is she yours? You sent her to the East Palace to make trouble Is it?"

No wonder Song Chuxi cared so much about Yan Yue's affairs. If Yan Yue was her spy, then the explanation would be clear.

It is true that she was upset at this moment, but she had long forgotten the fact that Yan Yue had admitted that she was from the Liao family.

"What does this have to do with you?" Facing her question, Song Chuxi neither admitted nor denied it, so he could only look at her and said, "But An Yiru, people say that the disaster will last for a thousand years, and this is true. , Liao Qianhua was defeated, and Yan Yue also fell into it. In terms of scheming and means, none of them are much higher than you, but unfortunately, in the East Palace, only you survived the longest. You really are He has the ability to make people die in peace!"

Although Song Chuxi's words were full of sarcasm, An Yiru still sneered triumphantly, and said viciously: "That's because those sluts are overthinking their abilities. The person His Highness really likes is me. They are all sluts. Want to fight with me? No matter how clever their methods are, is there any use? To put it bluntly, as long as His Highness is willing to protect me, who will do anything to me? Didn't you come here for Yan Yue? Yes, that day Even if my pushing hands set her up, His Highness knows about it, but so what?"

Originally, because Yin Shao used her to set up a trap for Yan Yue, An Yiru had been panicking for a long time, but in the past few days, she has been deceiving herself and others and figured it out——

Yin Shao is willing to use her, isn't that equivalent to another kind of trust?And afterwards, she didn't kill her because she knew too much.

Speaking of which, this woman is also pitiful and pathetic, but at this point, it seems that she does not have such self-comfort, and there is no other way, after all——

In this world, she has only Yin Shao as a big tree to rely on.

"Yeah, as long as Yin Shao is willing to protect you, who would dare to do anything to you?" Song Chuxi smiled at the obvious embarrassment in her eyes despite trying her best to conceal it.

"Hmph!" An Yiru snorted a sneer triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)