The Dark Moonlight returns to the capital, and the mad prince is accused of forcing love.

"Are you sure your master only told you this?" Xu Qianhui asked again.

The maidservant hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, I just told Miss to wait, I didn't say anything else."

She spoke while backing away, looking as if she was afraid of being silenced if she discovered her master's secrets.

Xu Qianhui smiled and said, "Then I can't wait, Zuo An is still waiting..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

A strong hand grabbed Xu Qianhui's wrist from inside the door and pulled her inside.

Outside the door, the sound of a maid's hurried footsteps could be heard.

Xu Qianhui looked at the familiar face in front of her and smiled.

She knew that as soon as she returned to the manor, he would definitely have Qingshu watch over her courtyard.

Whenever Lin Zuo'an came over, he would be interrupted no matter what he was doing.

Xu Qianhui leaned against the door, smiling warmly: "Lord Lin, what can I do for you?"

Lin Zuoqing took a half step back, shifting his gaze from her face to her hands.

She was still holding Lin Zuo'an's hairpin in her hand.

With just one glance, Lin Zuoqing snatched the hairpin from her hand and smashed it on the ground.

"Smack."

The white jade hairpin shattered into several pieces upon impact.

Xu Qianhui wanted to laugh.

Three years have passed, and he still likes to throw things when he's unhappy.

Xu Qianhui shrugged: "This is Zuo An's hairpin. If you break it, you have to buy me a new one."

Lin Zuoqing pinched her chin with his right hand: "Are you still going to get entangled with him?"

He wasn't very strong; Xu Qianhui easily broke free by tilting her head.

She looked at him with a smile: "You really think you're on par with Buddha? Why do you care so much?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Zuoqing frowned slightly.

I will not betray the Buddha, nor will I betray you.

Xu Qianhui hooked her arm around his shoulder, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "I'll tell you once you break off your engagement with Lin Zhiwei."

The two were very close, and Lin Zuoqing lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her lips.

Crimson, pink.

His eyes darkened.

Xu Qianhui looked up and leaned closer, unable to stop himself from wondering if he, like Lin Zuoan and Qin Miaoyun, had also kissed Lin Zhiwei in a way that made him forget what the world was like.

If... he really does that, then she really doesn't want to touch him anymore.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Zuo'an asked through the door, "Aunt, is Ahui here? I don't see anyone in the yard, has something happened?"

He returned to the city with Qin Miaoyun today, and the matter of the mistress of the house being punished was kept well hidden, so naturally no one would tell him about it.

The reason he came over was probably because of a pang of conscience; he was worried that Madam Fu had called him to the main room so late at night.

Lin Zuoqing looked past Xu Qianhui and stared at the door behind her without saying a word.

Xu Qianhui smiled.

A smile slowly bloomed on her face.

Then, she released Lin Zuoqing and turned around.

Just as her hand was about to touch the door frame, Lin Zuoqing suddenly turned her around and hugged her tightly in his arms.

The knocking continued: "Auntie! Are you there?"

"Left......"

Xu Qianhui had just uttered a syllable when Lin Zuoqing suddenly leaned down and sealed her lips tightly.

He swallowed her next words as well.

The kiss was fierce and passionate, and as it lingered, it carried a pent-up anger.

Xu Qianhui's nasal cavity was very itchy, and she couldn't help but let out a soft sound.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, then the knocking became even faster.

"Auntie! What's wrong?"

He verbally expressed concern for his aunt, but his knocks on the door grew louder with each knock.

Xu Qianhui thought he would break down the door.

If he really breaks down the door.

What expression would Lin Zuoqing have?

Unfortunately, even though the knocking continued for a long time, Lin Zuo'an still didn't dare to take that step.

The butler's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Second Young Master, what are you doing here?"

Xu Qianhui smiled, a slight curl at the corner of her lips.

It seems that after I left, the maid in the side courtyard reported this matter to the old lady.

She didn't know where Lin Zuoqing had taken Granny Fang, so she could only ask the steward to come and check.

In that tiny courtyard, there were more eyes than she had taken any medicine when she entered the mansion.

she likes.

Lin Zuo'an's voice came from outside the door: "I came to deliver something to my aunt, but she doesn't seem to be here."

"It's already night, Second Young Master. What would you like to deliver? Perhaps you could come again tomorrow?"

After a moment of silence, Lin Zuoan said "Okay".

Hearing the footsteps leaving outside, Lin Zuoqing moved his lips away from Xu Qianhui's, his dark eyes fixed on her.

He wanted to see disappointment in her eyes.

The kind of disappointment that Lin Zuo'an would give up on her immediately no matter what happened.

Xu Qianhui, however, did not do as he wished.

She slowly curved her lips into a seductive smile.

"What, you still want to? Go find Lin Zhiwei, she'll definitely agree."

Given how much Lin Zhiwei liked Lin Zuoqing, she would happily go and make the bed if he just beckoned to her.

Lin Zuoqing said calmly, "She is a noblewoman from a high-ranking family, and she naturally has her own modesty."

"I don't like your answer." Xu Qianhui lifted her leg and rubbed it against his inner thigh. "Give me another one."

Lin Zuoqing leaned closer to her, his hot breath brushing against her neck.

"I don't sleep with people I've never slept with before."

"..."

Xu Qianhui tilted her head to look at him, as if trying to determine whether his words were true or false.

He smirked: "Do you like this answer?"

......

The next day, Xu Qianhui woke up and asked her maid for some medicinal wine to rub on her wrists.

She wondered if she should ask Uncle Wang to give Lin Zuoqing some medicine to reduce his yang energy.

Otherwise, if this had to happen for no reason, would she even be able to live?

However, if she actually brings it up, she might get a scolding again.

Even if he doesn't scold her, given Uncle Wang's personality, the medicine he drinks from now on will definitely taste like bitter melon.

I think I'll pass.

We can't joke around with our lives.

After applying the medicated wine, she ate her breakfast with difficulty and was about to go to the yard to bask in the sun when Lin Zuo'an came again.

This time, he didn't knock and rushed into the room.

Xu Qianhui was sitting on the couch, bending over to put on her shoes. Her long hair was spread out over her body, making her look delicate and pitiful.

He immediately leaned on the table and demanded, "Where did you go last night?"

Xu Qianhui ignored him.

His voice was tired and irritable: "I found out that my aunt was punished by being made to kneel in the ancestral hall yesterday. It wasn't her who told you to leave yesterday."

Xu Qianhui paused.

The next moment, she lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress something.

Lin Zuo'an suddenly realized something and quickly walked to the bedside: "Was it my brother? Was it! What did he do to you?"

Xu Qianhui pushed him away, and the emotions she had been deliberately suppressing finally erupted, and she cried uncontrollably.

"You knew it was him, so why didn't you save me last night! You were right outside the door, but you left as soon as the butler came! Were you afraid someone would see you looking for me?"

"Lin Zuo'an, you keep saying you care about me, is this all you care about?"

Lin Zuo'an stepped forward again, trying to hug her: "Ahui, listen to me, I really thought Aunt wasn't here last night. If I had known it was my brother, how could I..."

Xu Qianhui pushed his hand away, crying out, "If, if, if... all you ever say is 'if'! Get out! I don't want to see you again!"

After being pushed away twice, Lin Zuoan could no longer suppress his emotions, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

"You say I don't care about you? If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't have followed you back to Jiangnan three years ago!"

"That day, I had just returned to the capital when I saw you leaving the city in a carriage. Without thinking, I turned the carriage around and chased after you. I could have stayed in the capital to study for two months, but I gave it up!"

"When I returned to Jiangnan, my father whipped me thirty times, and I lay in bed for a whole month before I could get up!"

so......

Was it not a coincidence that I met Lin Zuo'an a month after returning to Jiangnan?

Xu Qianhui stared at him blankly, speechless for a moment.

After a long pause, she smiled.

So what?