Raiders of His Royal Highness

When Qin Zhirong turned her head to look at herself suspiciously, Yu Ling said slowly, "It's too cold in the autumn. I'm afraid that you will suffer from the cold, so let's sleep together."

After speaking, he led Qin Zhirong, who was still stunned, towards the bed.

Yu Ling thought to herself, although she had other thoughts about Qin Zhirong, they were all women after all, so it should be fine to sleep in the same bed.

But this idea disappeared when they both lay down and Yu Ling smelled the fragrance of Qin Zhirong's body.

She lay flat on the bed stiffly, smelling the faint fragrance at the tip of her nose, and didn't dare to move.

Qin Zhirong was no better.

She clutched the soft quilt tightly with both hands and breathed cautiously, for fear that her breathing would be too heavy and irritate His Highness.

And I don't know if it's her illusion, she always feels that today's His Highness smells well, and all around her is His Highness's breath.

After staying up for a while, Yu Ling still didn't fall asleep. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Qin Zhirong who was sleeping inside through the weak light. When she heard her breathing, she suddenly became fast. She seemed to suddenly Much easier.

Then she whispered: "Why, isn't the Crown Princess still asleep?"

Seeing that he couldn't pretend to be asleep, Qin Zhirong opened his eyes, looked in Yu Ling's direction in the dark, and said in a muffled voice, "Your Highness wants to make fun of your concubine again... Isn't Your Highness not asleep yet?"

"Since we can't sleep, why don't we talk for a while." Yu Ling suggested.

Qin Zhirong thought for a while, anyway, the night was long, and I was afraid it would be difficult to fall asleep tonight, so it would be good to talk to His Highness.

He asked, "What do you want to say, Your Highness?"

Yu Ling opened his mouth, and the sentence "You are half happy for me" almost blurted out. But thinking of her thin skin and unbearable provocation, she turned her head and talked about the mountain behind Donglin Temple that day: "When you were assassinated at Donglin Temple, do you still remember?"

Of course Qin Zhirong didn't forget this. It was the first time she had been assassinated in so many years.

But she didn't know what Yu Ling meant when she mentioned this, so she asked, "Naturally, the concubine still remembers, I don't know why His Highness suddenly mentioned this..."

Yu Ling thought for a while before asking, "Do you want to know who is going to assassinate you?"

Qin Zhirong heard the words, she heard what the prince said, did the prince know who was going to assassinate her?

She leaned towards Yu Ling, leaned in front of her, and asked eagerly, "Your Highness knows who it is, right?"

The sudden warm breath caught Yu Ling by surprise. She looked at the beautiful and refined face that was next to her, swallowed her saliva, lowered her voice, and said, "It's Concubine Yi."

"Speaking of which, there is also the reason for this palace. During the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, anyone with a discerning eye could see Yifei's favor for you, but then you were given to be the prince of this palace. Yifei felt that she had lost face, so she thought of getting rid of you. ."

It turned out to be Concubine Yi... Qin Zhirong thought that Concubine Yi had been unable to sleep peacefully every night for some reason a few days ago, and she was haggard and a little crazy. It was only that day that the doll was found, and Concubine Yi gradually became more human these days.

Qin Zhirong had a guess in her heart. She looked down at Yu Ling, who was also looking at her, and asked in a low voice, "Concubine Yi was tortured by illness a few days ago. Is it... the handwriting of His Highness?"

Seeing Qin Zhirong, she figured out the key points. Yu Ling stretched out her hand and rubbed her soft blue silk, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Qin Zhirong looked hesitant, not knowing whether to ask the next words.

Yu Ling continued: "It is precisely because Concubine Yi sent someone to assassinate you that Ben Gong ordered someone to let her have a taste of being murdered in secret."

It turned out to be exactly as she had imagined. Qin Zhirong smiled shyly and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Highness, for this concubine."

Before she knew it, half of Qin Zhirong's body was in Yu Ling's arms, Yu Ling slowly stroked the docile blue silk behind her, she couldn't hold back, she said in a pleasant and low voice bewitchingly: "It's just on the lips. Say thank you?"

As soon as these provocative words came out, Qin Zhirong was so ashamed that she wanted to get into the bed quickly. However, before she could move, Yu Ling had already pulled her to him with a force on his hand.

The two were close to each other, nose to nose, and quietly saw their little self in each other's eyes.

"His Royal Highness..." Qin Zhirong gently pushed Yu Ling, and unconsciously softened her voice.

What she didn't know was that her hands happened to be pressing somewhere on Yu Ling. Feeling the touch from there, Yu Ling took a light breath and woke up suddenly.

She slowly let go of the shy Qin Zhirong, and then gently covered her with a quilt under her dazed gaze: "Autumn nights are colder, don't catch a cold."

Then she also lay down and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Qin Zhirong used the faint moonlight to see that His Highness had closed his eyes. She turned her head and closed her eyes in disappointment.

Maybe... Maybe His Highness really has his own concerns.

Thinking slowly, Qin Zhirong gradually fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Wuwuwu, the six chapters in V today are finally over.