The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Covering his beating heart, Jiang Li hurried back to his room and changed his clothes.

Hell, he couldn't hold his breath.

Must be running too fast.

Next time I have to change my strategy, he was taken too hard.

He touched his face violently, but the face towel didn't fall off. It seemed that his identity had not been discovered.

Jiang Li squeezed the face towel, feeling the cold temperature on it, and remembered the accidental scene in the morning.

His lips brushed against her face.

Even through the face towel, his thoughts stopped for a moment.

Crazy, he must be crazy.

Throwing these out of his mind, he caught a glimpse of the pigeon obediently standing on the window sill.

His spiritual eyes sank slightly, and his knuckled hand took the letterbox. When he saw the contents, Jiang Li pinched the paper into a ball.

‘Gain King Ling’s Trust’

He is a killer, and to gain her trust, is it possible to please her?

impossible!

...

When they were far away, Ling Qingxuan didn't know what Jiang Li was thinking, but she just slept well and felt refreshed.

Looking at the letters sent by the soldiers in the study, Aya Qingxuan took a pen to reply.

"Your Highness."

The sudden sound made Ling Qingxuan's pen almost fall off.

Almost wasting this fine ink.

"Come in." Ling Qingxuan continued to reply.

The door of the study was opened, and Shangguan Ruan came in with a plate of food. He saluted and smiled.

"Your Highness, this is the food I made with my own hands. Would you like to try it?"

The cakes on the plate were delicate and sweet, and Ling Qingxuan didn't even look at it, "When are you going back?"

He hadn't even gone through the door, and he had stayed in his mansion for so many days. It was not good that someone from the son's family wanted to gossip when they saw him.

[Yo~Host, are you feeling sorry for the innocence of others? 】

No, this seat is worried about his innocence. What if the people say that this seat is frivolous.

【…】

Shangguan Ru'an lowered his eyes. He had been in the kitchen for a long time, and he didn't want to come here with joy, but what he got was an order to evict guests.

Could it be that after she had Jiang Fu Shi, there was no one else in her eyes?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Ruan's face became even paler.

He needs to make his name as soon as possible.

"Go back at noon today." He asked obediently, "Your Highness, when will we get married?"

The whole capital knew that they had a marriage contract, but it had not been executed yet. The title he was crowned with was that of King Ling's fiancé.

It's just a marriage contract, which can be resolved at any time. If he hasn't married before then, he can imagine what will happen.

That's not set by this seat, right?

[Host, they didn't do anything wrong, let's talk about it when we find a suitable opportunity. 】

I'll listen to you for now.

"No hurry." Ling Qingxuan's hands didn't stop.

Shangguan Ruan got up and saluted, "Then Ruan will not disturb His Highness's office, Ruan will return to the mansion and wait for the news."

"Um."

After the people left, Ling Qingxuan's official business was almost finished, she put away the pen and paper, and the door was opened again.

What's wrong with everyone at home, don't they knock on the door?

The goal was Jiang Li, who was wearing ice blue clothes. He walked in with a low eyebrow and sat down in front of Ling Qingxuan.

"Master wife, father asked the servant to call you to go..."

He saw the plate of cakes out of the corner of his eye, and quietly pushed it aside, "Go find him."

"Open your mouth."

Ling Qingxuan's voice seemed to carry a magic power, but she just spoke softly, and Jiang Li acted according to what she said.

The small mouth opened slightly, and a piece of cake was stuffed in.

Jiang Li was caught off guard, coughed several times, and almost choked to death.

【Host, are you trying to kill the villain...】

Don't waste food, this is doing good deeds.

Moreover, Jiang Li just thought that this cake is a little annoying.

Since it's annoying, let's get rid of it.

[...] The host doesn't understand it that way.

Physiological tears were coughed out, Jiang Li grabbed the teacup on the table regardless of his image and took several sips.

Putting down and taking a breath, he found that Ling Qingxuan was looking at him, and immediately returned to his sensible appearance.

"Thank you for the cakes that your wife and lord rewarded. They are delicious."

'It's strange, sweet is dead, Shangguan Ruan's craftsmanship is really not very good. ’

Ling Qingxuan put a whole plate in front of him, "Eat more if it's delicious."

Jiang Li: ... Bring a few more knives tonight.

Ling Qingxuan packed up and was going to find Liu Cheng, but Jiang Li held the plate of cakes expressionlessly, and poured his brain into the pond to feed the fish.

"Master, is this cake made by Shangguan Master? Is it okay to just throw it away?"

A Jia was a servant who came to serve him from Jiang's house. A few days ago, his relatives at home fell ill, so he rushed over to stay by his side.

I didn't expect to see his son doing such a thing as soon as he arrived.

Jiang Li threw the plate into his arms, "My wife rewarded me, it proves that this thing is at my disposal."

"Okay." Ajia knew his son's temperament, so he didn't stick to the topic.

"Young Master, haven't you and Your Highness completed the marriage yet?"

"No~"

The son's tone is actually very proud?

Ajia was a little worried. If outsiders knew about this, they might have poked the son's spine.

He decided to change the concept of his son.

"Son."

"If you make any more noise, I'll throw you down to feed the fish."

"..." He knows water and is not afraid, but he can't say this in front of the young master.

Jiang Li stared at the grouped carp, raised his eyes and saw a touch of Tsing Yi, Shangguan Ruan and his attendant Xiang'er were passing through the corridor.

Coincidentally, Shangguan Ruan also looked over, their eyes crossed, and although they didn't speak, there was a faint smoke of gunpowder.

"Hey, we'll have a hard time when the son of Shangguan passes by." A Jia sighed, his **** hurt, and he was kicked into the pond by his son.

Ajia: ...that can't be controlled.

Ling Qingxuan went to Liu Cheng's place, and before Liu Cheng could speak, she read out what he was thinking.

Liu Cheng asked her to come over because he wanted to discuss with her the time of Shangguan Ruan's visit.

It seems that sleeping more is still useful. The little guy has a little more affection for her. No, mind reading is useful to Liu Cheng.

[System prompt: The villain Jiang Li's favorability level is 5. 】

Aya Qingxuan put down the teacup heavily.

Liu Cheng was startled, "Why, the tea is not to your taste? This is the new tea sent from the palace this year."

Although he was sitting so close to his daughter, he was still a little scared.

After all, it was her own daughter, who was very similar to her mother back then. Liu Cheng's eyes reddened when he recalled the past.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, putting away his emotions, "Yuan'er, your marriage with Ru'an."

"I can't be in a hurry." Ling Qingxuan got down, "My daughter should be concerned about national affairs."

For example, killing the stunned gentleman.

No time to get married.

Liu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "You are still the same as before, you are in charge of your affairs, just remember not to delay others."

"Will not."

zz said to find a suitable opportunity, she was waiting.

"Speaking of which, you haven't been to Jiang Fu's servant's room for a few days. This newlywed servant must not be left out in the cold."

"...Okay." It wasn't that she was left out, it was the little guy who kept trying to assassinate her.

After talking with the old father, Ling Qingxuan hadn't gone far when someone rushed over like a bird.

Ling Qingxuan flicked to the side, and Jiang Li, who rushed over, fell to the ground.

He touched the bleeding skin, his eyes twinkling.

"Master wife~ It seems that the servant can't serve you anymore."

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?