Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

Just as Hatu shook off his men and turned to leave, a lazy male voice suddenly sounded in the room.

In an instant, Hatu was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What? You're not leaving?" The crystal bead curtain shook, the red skirt swayed slightly, and Ji Wuhen's figure appeared behind Hatu.

"Haha~, is this how a princess begs for help?" With a sneer, Hatu slowly turned around and looked into Ji Wuhen's deep eyes behind him.

No matter how many times he faced Ji Wuhen's stunning face, Hatu could not completely believe in his heart that the person in front of him was a genuine man.

"The old King Khan is in poor health, but he has not established a crown prince for a long time. Is the general really not in a hurry?" Ji Wuhen didn't care about the threat in Hatu's tone, lightly lifted the hem of his clothes and leaned over to sit down.

"So?" With a slight roll of his eyes, Hatu walked to sit opposite Ji Wuhen and sat down again, raising his hand to take the drink handed to him.

"In this battle, the second prince performed bravely and achieved outstanding results. The old Khan was very happy..."

"That guy." When mentioning the second child, Hatu's eyes showed contempt and he punched the table.

If he hadn't provided timely support in the canyon, I don't know how the guy died.

"The general devoted himself to being a father and dedicated his whole life for the old Khan. He was so sincere that Ji was moved." After taking a sip of the wine, Ji Wuhen raised the corners of his lips slightly and sighed softly, "However, in the letter sent by the second prince to the old Khan, but He didn’t even mention you, Third Prince.”

"What did you say?" After hearing the message, Hatu froze on the spot.

"Since the expedition, there have been letters exchanged between the second prince and the old king. Ji refers to letters outside of the war." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Ji Wuhen took out a stack of yellowed letter paper from his sleeve and handed it over. To Hattu.

"I have to say that the old Khan and the second prince are really close to each other. Each letter expresses a father's deep longing and expectation for his son. It is very touching." Glancing at Hatu's gloomy face, he said Ji Wuhen spoke "accidentally".

"Your Highness, as my future mother-in-law, what do you want to do?" Hatu clasped the letter tightly on the table, staring at Ji Wuhen's delicate and enchanting face, clenching his fists.

"The general has already guessed what I want to do." Ji Wuhen took the empty wine glass on the other side with his long fingers. He picked up the flask and filled the enamel wine glass with gold clouds, and pushed it in front of Hatu.

"That's...my father's sweat." Looking down at the clear and microwaved wine, Hatu's eyes were filled with tangles and struggles.

"But... they... are going to kill you." Ji Wuhen twisted his fingertips lightly, and a cold arc appeared on Ji Wuhen's lips.

"I……"

"It's getting late, General, think about it slowly..."

Seeing that he kept hesitating, Ji Wuhen said no more and stood up.

"Princess……"

Seeing that Ji Wuhen was about to leave, Hatu quickly stopped him brilliantly.

"..." Ji Wuhen stopped and said nothing.

"Princess will really help me?" After swallowing, Hatu spoke in a low voice.

"nature."

"Okay, I believe in the princess!" He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and Hatu's eyes slowly became firm.

"Don't worry, general, Ji will not let you down." Seeing him drink it, Ji Wuhen clapped his hands.

"General, now you and I are like grasshoppers on a rope. Don't think about the love between father and son until the end, and you can't bear it." He lowered his eyes and glanced at the cup that was still as empty as his wife, Ji Wuhen said. The unknown reminded, "Otherwise...you will die!"

Then, before Hatu woke up, he turned around and left without looking back.

"Wait, you haven't said what to do yet?" Looking at the empty room, Hatu shouted into the air.

"Someone will contact you." After a moment, a lazy reply came from above the roof.

After that, there was no more sound.

"Master, do you have any instructions?" Seeing that there was no sound inside, the men guarding the door came in.

"Notice to leave tonight and meet up with Lao Er." After thinking for a while, Hatu's expression gradually recovered and he said in a deep voice.

"But... the second prince..." Su Tulu was shocked when he heard that his master was going to see the second prince, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

In today's situation, they are nothing more than throwing themselves into a trap.

"It doesn't matter, just do as you do." Compared to Su Tulu's worry, Hatu's eyes were much calmer.

The second brother wanted to trap him here, but there was no door.

"Is there any news from Father Khan?" Hatu said slowly, looking down at the letter paper flying in the air.

"What do you mean, Master?"

Hatu; "Is there any reply to the message I sent to Father Khan before?"

Su Tulu: "I haven't received it yet."

Upon hearing the answer, Hatu pursed his lips and clenched his fists. The veins on the back of his hands popped out.

"Send a message to Father Khan, saying that I have something important to discuss."

Taking a deep breath, Hatu touched the eagle scimitar on his waist, with a bit of determination in his eyes.

"Yes."

On the roof, Ji Wuhen, who was supposed to be leaving, was sitting on the eaves, propping up his chin, looking down at the tangled and panicked look on Ha Tu's face.

"Master, what does Hatu mean?" Beside him, the man in black stood on the eaves and asked quietly.

"Haha~, I think this dress is more suitable for him to wear." Ji Wuhen said casually as he sneered and fiddled with the jade pendant around his waist.

"Then...us."

"Inform Gu Juechen that I will also go there."

"Yes." After receiving the order, Chujiu flew down and disappeared into the thick night.

Feeling the breeze blowing on his face, Ji Wuhen patted his clothes and stood up.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the empty wine glass on the table, and his lips curled up silently.

With a flick of her nails and a tap of her toes, Ji Wuhen disappeared on the spot...

The night was dark, and Shen Xixi stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside through the window, worry flashing in her eyes.

"Master Shen, the bath water is ready." Behind him, Twelve walked in slowly, holding a washbasin in his hand.

"Well, how's it going with Third Master?" Shen Xixi asked softly as she rolled up her sleeves and bent over to wash her face.

"The third master is still in the front hall and said he would come over later." Putting the towel in Shen Xixi's palm, Twelve replied with a smile.

"Well, I'm exhausted today. Let's take a rest early." She responded, took off her outer shirt, and walked slowly into the bathroom.

Behind him, Twelve put away his coat, bent down and exited the room.

Ever since she entered the mansion, Master Shen has never needed their services when taking a bath.

She leaned her back against the edge of the tub and leaned her head up against the edge of the tub. Feeling the warm water washing over her skin, Shen Xixi let out a long sigh of relief.

Thinking of You Ming, whom she met on the road today, who came to pick her up, Shen Xixi's red lips pursed into a thin line.

Knowing that Cui’s mother sent a letter to Fu Youxing first.

Inform the other party that you are coming.

"Dang Dang..." Outside the window, a black shadow appeared and knocked on the coffin.

"How?" Shen Xixi didn't panic when she heard the sound. She turned her head and looked at the black shadow and asked in a low voice.

"Master Shen, there is a secret room in the front yard. There are beautiful girls inside who were tortured until their bodies were bruised..."