Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

The veins on Jinzhong's forehead bulged slightly, and he couldn't breathe in Yanwan's clenched hands.

When the throat is strangled, people will feel blackness in front of their eyes, and suffocation will bring pain. The instinct to survive will make people struggle, but Jinzhong did not move.

There was naturally a complete and happy expression on his face, with a faint smile.

Trust and dedication.

Logically speaking, Jinzhong should be very afraid of the feeling of suffocation. Because he died under the tightening of a rope, and a golden hairpin pierced his throat. But the fear of death could not overwhelm the thoughts in his heart.

As the blood gushed out of his throat, he wanted to say,

"Take care of yourself on the road ahead."

But out of selfishness, he only said, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost.

She can't remember the strong love, so what about hatred?

Would she be a little afraid that he would turn into a ghost and come looking for her? Would she really be afraid for a moment?

"You have to be a capable ghost to do that."

He felt relieved that she was not afraid.

The snake and scorpion that I personally nurtured from a bullied little poor kid has now grown a thick protective shell.

That's good.

Even if I kill him again now, it would be fine.

He was not afraid that Yan Wan would really strangle him to death. He put his life in Yan Wan's hands.

Yan Wan loosened her hand, and Jinzhong continued breathing. The redness on his face faded a little, leaving only two spots on his cheeks.

*Yanwan rested her head on Jinzhong's thighs. Jinzhong sat and leaned against the bed, massaging Yanwan's shoulders with one hand and carefully stroking her hair with the other.

"Master Ling, the white thing I saw at that time came out of Concubine Yu's mouth. Unfortunately, I am a useless soul and cannot leave your side. I can't go to Concubine Xian to see if she has the same problem."

"How strange." Yan Wan pondered, "Isn't it said that the aura of an emperor is the most domineering, and no magic can deceive him?"

"Perhaps Concubine Xian is a great demon who has been practicing for many years and is strong enough to resist the emperor's aura. The emperor is bewitched by her all day long and doesn't care no matter what Concubine Xian does. This is strange enough." Jinzhong replied.

"That's true, but can monsters like this die?" Yan Wan frowned and asked, "I thought monsters were long-lived."

"My lord, perhaps Concubine Xian is a special person with some special abilities. I have seen that惢心, Li Yu and others always defended Concubine Xian no matter what happened, just like the emperor." Jinzhong touched his smooth, beardless chin and came up with a more reasonable explanation.

"I think that's probably the case. If Concubine Xian is really a monster, then why doesn't she make the emperor love only her? Is it because he doesn't want to?" Yan Wan smiled softly, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Yes, when Concubine Xian was sent to the cold palace and imprisoned in the Yiku Palace, she never had any means to save herself. It was always the people who were bewitched by her who risked their lives to help her." Jinzhong continued to massage Yanwan. She was tired these days and really needed to relax.

"Perhaps this is Concubine Xian's method, just like the white silk you saw Hai Lan spewing out, using something as a medium to confuse others and thus control them." Yan Wan nodded and said.

"Then we have to be careful." Jinzhong was a little worried. If what happened in the previous life, where Hai Lan deceived the emperor, happened again, then their Lord Ling would be in danger.

"The most important thing right now is to know how they wield this mysterious power. You could see through their disguise back then, but I wonder if you can still see through it now." Yan Wan sighed and asked.

"I haven't seen you since I went back with you to make the promise. I guess there must be some prerequisite for this." Jinzhong said.

Yan Wan stood up and said, "It's possible. You can see it because you are a unique person. So find a way and maybe you will succeed."

Different. These four words immediately struck Jinzhong's heart. In Yanwan's mind, he was so good.

Jinzhong's face was already red, and now even his forehead was red. He called out softly, "Master Ling."

Yan Wan turned her head to look at him, and their faces got closer and closer.

When their lips touched, Yan Wan's eyes suddenly became white. She was startled and immediately turned her head to look.

After dodging, Jinzhong immediately opened his eyes, with a look of grievance on his face, "Master Ling, are you tired of my clumsiness?"

"Jinzhong, I just saw the white mist you mentioned." Yanwan said in surprise.

"Ah?" Jinzhong thought for a moment and guessed that this change was caused by their kiss. "Master, I closed my eyes just now and didn't see it."

Yan Wan leaned closer again and pressed her lips against his.

Both of them saw that there was a crack in the window of the bedroom, and a hazy white mist was gradually drifting in through it.

"Are these people coming from Yikun Palace? There are so many of them." Yan Wan said in surprise.

The two people's lips parted, and the white mist in their vision disappeared.

Yanwan got up and opened the window. There was no one outside. Chunchan had already asked them to go back and rest.

Jinzhong also stood up and slowly walked behind Yanwan.

The weather was already getting a little chilly, and Jinzhong was afraid that Yanwan would get cold in the evening breeze, so he leaned against her back to keep her warm.

"Master Ling, do you want to try again?" Jinzhong turned his head to look at Yanwan's long eyelashes and pink lips.

Yanwan glanced at him, and Jinzhong's thoughts were written all over her face.

There was a layer of white mist floating on the ground of Yongshou Palace. Looking outside, white mist was still slowly floating in from the palace walls.

"There's only fog, no silk at all." Yan Wan said.

Jinzhong looked at Yanwan's face and said, "Perhaps because Concubine Xian and Concubine Yu are not here, so there are only these derivatives that are not considered attacks."

The two kissed under the moon. Looking at the beautiful moon, it was hazy with a layer of gauze on it, as if it had really become a fairyland on earth.

But such a beautiful scene hides unknown dangers.

Yan Wan had gained a firm foothold in the palace and had a good start. But this was not enough, far from enough.

Jin Yuyan is still alive, and the Mongolian concubines have not yet entered the palace. Ruyi is still thinking about the wall and horse, and only knows about love. Hailan is still thinking about the love between her and her sister. Li Yu still has his life-saving benefactor Ruyi in his heart. Ling Yunche is still moved by himself, thinking that he has taken care of Yanwan and repaid the kindness of Concubine Xian.

There was such a beautiful moon reflected in Yanwan's eyes, but she was not happy about her temporary pride.

She will repay all the kindness and love from everyone.