Your Majesty’s Heart-to-heart Pet

So... really? With or without her, the male lead and the female lead will be together. Even if she didn't do anything, the two would be a match made in heaven.

Su Bihuai ran very fast, as if she had seen something terrible. The sky was dark and the moonlight was not very bright. Ruan Yang couldn't see her clearly.

She thought for a while, walked out from the dark and yelled softly: "Sister Bihuai?"

Far away, Su Bihuai didn't hear clearly, and still ran as if running away for his life. Standing behind Ruan Yang, Zhou Ranhao's voice was low and dull, with a bystander-like tone: "Yang'er, have you seen it?"

Ruan Yang ignored him, raised his foot and ran towards Su Bihuai. If Ning Yuqian took a fancy to it, it shouldn't be this reaction. Su Bihuai was weak and slowed down after not running a few steps. Ruan Yang quickly caught up with her. She took Su Bihuai by the shoulder and took a breath and asked, "Sister Bihuai, what's the matter with you?"

Su Bihuai turned her head and looked at her blankly. Only then did Ruan Yang see that she was...injured.

Most of her neckline was ripped open, revealing the white tube top inside. There was a shallow sword wound on her neck, blood beads were left along the wound, and her forehead was bluish, and her eyes looked timid and undecided.

Ruan Yang retracted his hand awkwardly, rolled his eyes and asked: "Your Majesty forced you?"

After hearing these words, Su Bihuai hurriedly knelt down, and kept kowtow on the ground, saying: "Mother, the slave and maidservant really didn't seduce your majesty...really no...really, the servant dare not dare. I did it!"

Ruan Yang choked and nodded: "I know. He forced you." But even Su Bihuai forced by Ning Yuqian, she shouldn't be so scared, right? This level of fear was even worse than when Ning Yuqian wiped her neck for the first time.

"No, no! The maidservant did nothing! The maidservant prepared to go back after the dance, but... but I don't know why, so he fainted, and when I opened my eyes again, he was in your majesty's bedroom! Madam, slave maid! It's really innocent!" Su Bihuai raised her face, tears falling drop by drop, holding on to the hem of Ruan Yang's skirt, and refused to let go.

Ruan Yang lowered his eyes and glanced at the sword wound on her neck. This wound is familiar to the extreme...probably Ning Yuqian made it through again. She was about to get Su Bihuai up, but Zhou Ranhao sneered behind her: "Naturally, you didn't seduce him. He is just a shameless person who is excited."

"Zhou...General..." Su Bihuai looked at Zhou Ranhao who walked out from behind Ruan Yang in disbelief, suddenly not knowing what to say. Explain? But what should be explained?

Ruan Yang thought for a while, wiped Su Bihuai's face, comforted: "It's nothing. Yang'er believes you, you didn't mean it, you were just framed by others."

Su Bihuai lowered her head again, crying in tears: "Niang Niang..."

Ruan Yang turned his head, looked at Zhou Ranhao with a look of disdain, and whispered: "General Zhou, can you help me take her back? Back to Bihe Palace. You don't need to support her, just watch and don't let her do anything. It's just an accident."

Zhou Ranhao glanced at the people on the ground disgustingly, raised his chin, and said contemptuously: "Don't send it."

Ruan Yang stood up and walked towards him. Zhou Ranhao's face was already red after drinking, but now watching her approach step by step, it is even more completely red.

"General Zhou, after this is done, we will be cleaned up, okay? Are you right..." She lowered her eyes and glanced at Su Bihuai who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "I won't ask you to hold you accountable for what you did. ."

Zhou Ranhao's eyes widened, and she stammered: "Ruan... Yang, don't you think it's me?"

"I didn't think." Ruan Yang replied quickly and spoke faster: "After this incident, we will be separated. What kind of childhood love, what only loves you, and the promise of you, General Zhou. Forget it. There is no good result if you like me." Indeed, if you like Ruan Yang, you will die under the sword of Ning Yuqian.

Zhou Ranhao suddenly laughed, his voice was not loud, but he was a little mad. He said, "Sure enough, Ruan Yang, you really have no conscience." He did so much for her, even the Zhou family's military power didn't want it. But it turned out that this woman didn't have him in her heart.

Ruan Yang lowered his body and helped Su Bihuai up. Seeing that she was still in a daze, he patted her on the back and coaxed softly: "Sister, can you go back to Bihe Palace first? Take a bath and forget everything. No one will remember what happened today, and no one will remember it in the future."

After she finished speaking, she smiled at Su Bihuai, Su Bihuai was still crying, but the cry was faint, and Ruan Yang lowered his voice again: "This is an order, your mother's order."

Su Bihuai nodded, and walked back slowly with a sob. When she left, she turned her head and took a look. She didn't know who was looking at it, or maybe it was not at all.

Ruan Yang waved to her, and when she walked away, he put his hand down and turned around to go to Qianyuan Palace.

"Ruan Yang." Zhou Ranhao called her dumbly behind him, "Do you really think I put her on Ning Yuqian's bed?"

Ruan Yang nodded silently, and said without procrastination: "Yes, I think it's you."

There was silence behind him, Ruan Yang lowered his head, silently looked at the road, and entered the Qianyuan Palace. The guard at the gate saw her, but didn't stop, his attitude was many times better than the original.

She thought for a while, since Su Bihuai came out of Ning Yuqian's room, then Ning Yuqian should still be there now. She didn't think that this matter had anything to do with Zhou Ranhao, but... the so-called continual continuity would be subject to chaos. Since he was sure that Ruan Yang was a woman who was greedy for vanity and only thought about the upper ranks, then he should in the future. He won't think about Ruan Yang anymore.

It is true that when she first learned that Ning Yuqian canonized Ruan Yang was to contain Zhou Ranhao, and even to be nice to her later, perhaps it was a special purpose, she was a little bit unclear and sad. But after thinking about it carefully, what does this matter have to do with her? She is not a player in the game, and perhaps from the beginning, she shouldn't have thought about entering the game.

She stopped in front of the door of Ning Yuqian's room. The door was open, lights were burning in the room, and two eunuchs were guarding outside the door.

She lowered her head, wiped the corners of her eyes, and when she raised her head again, she was able to control her emotions well.

The little letter guarding the door saw her, but he stopped talking, and finally did not dare to stop. After all, his emperor, his majesty, seems to like this Empress Ruan very much.

Ning Yuqian sat on a chair, wiping a sword with his kerchief. The sword body was bright, reflecting the candlelight even more cold, and there was a little blood on the veil. He lowered his eyes and looked serious, the bed was blank and there was no cushion.

Hearing footsteps, he slowly raised his head. His face was extremely cold, his eyes were cold, and the lines on his chin looked sharp. The clothes on his body had been changed into a pure black long gown. There was no pattern on his clothes, which made him look uncomfortable.

Ruan Yang's footsteps couldn't help but pause.

Ning Yuqian's current appearance is indeed scary. He had a cold face and said nothing, just the temperament of his whole body was enough to shock people's hearts.

Ruan Yang also looked at him silently.

Ning Yuqian stood up suddenly and put the sword in his hand on the table with a bang. He walked towards Ruan Yang. Ruan Yang thought he wanted to do what he wanted, and looked at him vigilantly. He stopped beside her, then slid his hand over Ruan Yang's ear and closed the door with his backhand.

Ruan Yang involuntarily stepped back a few steps, Ning Yuqian's hand was on the door, and her back was tightly against the closed door. His body covered a large area of ​​light, and Ruan Yang raised his head to look at him.

He trapped her in a square inch between the door and the body. With his other hand, he took out the short dagger hidden in the sleeve for self-defense, took off the scabbard flexibly with his fingers, and threw the scabbard at it. On the ground, there was a crisp sound, and the tip of the dagger was placed on Ruan Yang's neck.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at her with only a pair of cold phoenix eyes. And Ruan Yang noticed that his arm was shaking.

Ruan Yang shrank her neck and suddenly became a little nervous. She blinked and said, "Ning Yuqian, we have something to say."

"Say it?" Ning Yuqian lowered her head and approached her, her voice colder: "Have you heard of me when I was talking to you?"

Ruan Yang hurriedly said: "I listen, I listen to everything you say, you put the knife down."

"Afraid of me?" Ning Yuqian raised his lips, his voice was low and inaudible. The color of his eyes was very light, but at this moment, there was no strong light through.

Ruan Yang shook her head, and whispered: "I'm not afraid of you, I like you." At this moment, she intentionally slowed down, sounded soft and sincere.

Ning Yuqian's pupils shrank, and the dagger in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was all right.

But the next moment, Ning Yuqian's hand was pinched on her neck. He exerted great force, as if trying to pinch her neck off, and the veins on the back of his hand violently.

Ruan Yang was a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak, so he could only open his eyes and look at him with a pair of peachy eyes.

Ning Yuqian's hands grew harder, he suddenly smiled, and his thin lips curled up into a beautiful arc, and there were even two small dimples on his lips. Ruan Yang saw him laugh many times, but not as shocking as this time.

His eyelids slowly closed, and his eyelashes were drawn in the air. Ruan Yang heard him ask softly, "If you like me, why would you push me to someone else?" There was a childish tone in his tone at a loss. More is a gloomy feeling.

Ruan Yang's breathing was a bit short, and she could only push his hand weakly. She even used her best strength to grab the back of his hand until the bleeding came. But Ning Yuqian remained motionless, as if to choke her to death.

While struggling, something fell off her sleeves, and with a soft landing sound, Ning Yuqian's hand loosened, he bent down and picked up the pack of albizia medicine that Madam Ruan gave her.