Chapter 14: The Massacre (1)
Zhang Ying regretted it deeply, fearing that it was too late. She hugged Zhou Yan's feet tightly with both hands and begged...
"Please, don't, don't kill my father—"
"Why do you ask me for this? Aren't you very stubborn? Don't you want to be a filial daughter?"
"please!!"
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let my father go!! Please! If you want to kill me, just kill me!!"
"Kill you? Why should I kill you? You are the first person who is so bold to speak like this in front of me. I don't even have time to cherish you, why should I kill you?"
Sarcastic words make people even more desperate.
"I didn't mean it! I was just talking nonsense! Please don't take it seriously!! My father is innocent!!!"
He pleaded inconsolably, and his originally handsome face had long been replaced by tears. Will Zhou Yan change his mind because of this?
"please--"
"please--"
When Zhou Yan was hesitant and thinking about something, the shrill cries of pleas echoed in the house, and even Zhou Yan's followers were shaken and felt pity when they heard it...
"...Do you want me to change my mind?"
After begging, there was finally a response. Zhang Ying immediately looked up and explained with tears in her eyes that Zhou Yan was looking down at her...
"Then find a way to please this king!"
These words struck Zhang Ying's heart like a bolt from the blue.
To please him, did he want her to devote herself to him? Zhou Yan's condition stunned Zhang Ying for a moment...
Seeing Zhang Ying in a daze, Zhou Yan seemed to have guessed this: "Why? Can't you do it?"
--quite a while--
"...Will this really let my father go?"
Zhang Ying lowered her head weakly and asked weakly!
"Since I have promised, I will definitely do it. As long as you can please me, I will pardon not only your father, but also your brother!"
Zhou Yan continued to speak as if he had planned it.
What other options does she have to save her father?
While waiting for Zhang Ying's answer, the servants in the room left one by one and closed the door. Zhang Ying slowly raised her hand, pulled off the ribbon around her waist, and then slowly stood up. The belt had already loosened and fell to the ground. With an expressionless face and a look of despair, she took off her clothes from her shoulders by herself, revealing her flawless white chest in front of Zhou Yan...
When she saw her reflection in Zhou Yan's cold eyes, tears silently flowed out from those dead eyes. She slowly stretched out her hands towards Zhou Yan...
At the moment when his hands were about to touch Zhou Yan.
"Are you fooling me?"
The sudden words made Zhang Ying stop.
Zhou Yan coldly pushed Zhang Ying's hand away, turned his back to Zhang Ying and said: "Put on your clothes——"
Zhou Yan's words surprised Zhang Ying. Didn't he ask her to please him? Why did he refuse now? Was he withdrawing his feelings? Zhang Ying was puzzled and anxious...
"When I say 'please', I don't mean you to do this kind of thing. There is only one woman I want from the beginning to the end. Don't speculate on my meaning!"
The topic Zhou Yan unexpectedly mentioned made Zhang Ying feel shaken.
So what is pleasing if not devotion?
The sky gradually brightened.
Clear and melodious .
In the side room, Zhou Yan was resting with his hands resting and his eyes closed, as if he was taking a rest.
Zhang Ying, who was standing by, had already put her clothes back on and was playing the piano. It turned out that such beautiful music came from her. Zhou Yan looked relaxed, as if he was hypnotized by the music and was intoxicated by it...
The hurried footsteps disturbed the pleasant and clear piano music.
Zhou Yan opened his eyes, but Zhang Ying was still concentrating on playing the piano...
"Your Majesty, I have something important to report!"
Hearing a sound outside the house, Zhang Ying stopped what she was doing and looked at Zhou Yan. It turned out that he had already woken up, as if he had known it for a long time?
"Come in!"
After the cold voice, the door was pushed open, and a servant walked in quickly, knelt in front of Zhou Yan, and presented a brocade box with both hands, saying: "This is the item we got from the owner of the jewelry store we found. Please take a look, Your Majesty!"
Zhou Yan raised his hand to take the brocade box and opened it. Suddenly, Zhou Yan's face changed drastically. He sat up straight and said: "Where did you get this from?"
All the items in the brocade box were the jewelry that Yinyin gave to Xiuying to sell that day. "According to the shopkeeper, these were brought to their store by a woman three days ago to sell. Lord Zuo has already started investigating the identity and whereabouts of this woman based on the clues provided by the shopkeeper. Although according to the shopkeeper's description, this woman does not seem to be Concubine Yuan herself, I believe she is related to Concubine Yuan, so Lord Zuo sent me back to report to the prince!"
"Very good, you are worthy of being the person that I value the most. Tell Zuo Yu to find the person as quickly as possible. I want to know the whereabouts of Concubine Yuan as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
The attendant withdrew and left.
Zhang Ying was very surprised. It turned out that Zhou Yan had gone to such great lengths to find a woman for whom he was concerned? Looking at his extremely happy expression, it was obvious that he had finally found a clue to the person he had been looking for. He was inevitably so happy. For some reason, Zhou Yan's infatuation made Zhang Ying feel a little warm in her heart.
The clear sound of the piano sounded again. Zhou Yan could feel the joy and happiness from the sound of the piano. He was also very satisfied...
Wooden house on the hills of Fish Island.
The sunlight shines into the house through the window.
The person on the bed seemed to react to the brightness of the sun and gradually woke up...
"Well!!"
Ziheng was the first to wake up . He wanted to get up, but the pain in his right arm made him feel a little painful. He supported himself with his left hand, sat up and rubbed his temple. He looked at the sky outside, then turned around and looked at Yinyin who was still sleeping beside him. She was sleeping so sweetly. He pushed the hair off her forehead and kissed her gently. Looking at Yinyin's sleeping face, Ziheng was contented and ready to get out of bed.
Ziheng, who was sitting beside the bed, found that the situation of his right hand seemed not optimistic, so he untied the strips of cloth. The closer he was to removing them, the more obvious the blood stains on the strips were. After all the strips were completely removed, the wound on his right arm not only did not heal, but was still bleeding? The redness and swelling of his arm became more serious...
The sky was bright and dazzling. Yin Yin slowly opened her eyes and vaguely saw Zi Heng's figure in front of the bed. She was originally smiling happily, but when she saw the obvious redness and wounds on Zi Heng's arms, she suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly: "Ajun, your hand?"
Frightened by Yinyin's voice, Ziheng quickly grabbed his wound and looked towards Yinyin: "Are you awake?"
Yinyin ignored Ziheng's greetings and directly pulled away Ziheng's hand covering the wound, holding the injured arm with both hands and said in shock: "How could this happen!!"
The severity of the injury made Yinyin's heart ache. Although she noticed it when they were making love last night, she didn't have time to care about it...
"It's okay, it will be fine in a while!!"
Looking at Yin Yin in front of him, Ziheng's eyes were extremely gentle!
"Does it hurt?"
Seeing the shocking injuries, Yinyin was heartbroken and looked at Ziheng with tears in her eyes...
Yinyin's lively expression made Ziheng's heart tremble.
He raised his left hand to wipe away the tears from Yin Yin's eyes, saying tenderly: "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury!!"
There was an indescribable pain in her heart. Just looking at Ziheng, the man she loved so much, tears would flow down her cheeks...
Ziheng, who would lose his mind when he saw Yinyin's tears, hugged Yinyin in his arms: "I told you it's just a minor injury, why are you still so sad? What can I do to make you stop worrying so much?"
Nestled in Ziheng's arms, tears flowed silently. I didn't know why it was like this, but when I saw the person I loved getting hurt, I would always feel uneasy and my heart would ache, especially when facing this person who would not easily express any pain...
