Suddenly, a touch of white powder sprinkled into his eyes.

Before Song Yan could see the woman's face clearly, the powder entered his eyes, forcing him to close them.

When he opened his eyelids again, the woman in front of him disappeared without a trace, and he was still holding the black gauze that the woman had just hung on her face in his hand.

Song Yan freed up a hand to wipe away the powder remaining on his eyelashes, and then brought the powder close to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Song Yan was not surprised that he failed to assassinate the Thief God.

Thirty thousand taels of gold is not so easy to get.

*

When Xie Shizhu returned to the inn, his legs were feeling weak.

After she entered the house, she quickly changed her clothes. As soon as she stood up and opened the locked door, Song Yan appeared at the door.

Xie Shizhu's face turned pale, and he suddenly didn't know when Song Yan was at the door.

Song Yan's body felt wet, and it seemed that he had simply taken a bath.

His handsome face was full of tenderness. Looking at the sweat on the woman's face, the corners of his lips curved in a gentle arc, and he said softly: "Why are you sweating so much?"

Xie Shizhu swallowed her saliva. She couldn't believe that this extremely gentle man was the one who almost killed her just now.

She was silent for a few seconds, smiled, and gestured: "It's a little hot at night."

Song Yan nodded, came in from the outside, then took the initiative to close the door, walked to the window and opened it.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a shallow footprint on the edge of the window lattice, and then looked away calmly.

"The windows have been opened, it will be cool in a while," Song Yan turned around and looked at Xie Shizhu with a smile on his face.

After finishing speaking, Song Yan took off his robe and slowly took off his coat.

Xie Shizhu hurried over to take his clothes and smiled very flatteringly.

Song Yan glanced at her casually from the corner of his eye, saw her smile wavering slightly, and quickly restrained his emotions.

"It's already late. Go to bed early. I still need to go to court tomorrow morning..."

Hearing this, Xie Shizhu nodded obediently, folded Song Yan's clothes and placed them on a table not far away, and then spread out the bedding for Song Yan.

After a series of actions, Xie Shizhu broke out in cold sweat just because she could feel Song Yan's burning eyes.

He seemed to be sizing her up.

The hairs on Xie Shizhu's arms had stood up. She was thinking to herself, Song Yan would take action tonight, right?

No, she has worked hard for so long and cannot let it go to waste.

Xie Shizhu hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked towards Song Yan, taking the initiative to hook his waist.

Then in the man's surprised eyes, he freed up his hand and gestured: "Your Highness, please help me take off the remaining clothes."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yan's reaction, she reached out her hand and hurriedly pulled Song Yan's collar.

Song Yan caught her wrist easily, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, and said softly: "No need to trouble my beloved concubine so much."

When Xie Shizhu heard the word "beloved concubine", he didn't know why but he felt a little creepy.

As soon as Song Yan let go of her hand, there was a commotion outside, and then someone knocked on the door.

"Someone lost something in the inn, so we have to come in and search..." As soon as they finished speaking, they kicked in the door regardless of the consent of the people inside.

There were several official officers standing outside, several of whom were wearing ordinary police clothes, while the man in the middle was more luxuriously dressed and had a long sword at his waist.

He also looks younger, about the same age as Song Yan, with a delicate appearance, red lips and white teeth.

His appearance doesn't quite match his identity.

The man in the middle saw a trace of surprise on his face when he saw that the person inside was Queen Xian. He quickly saluted and apologized: "I was a little rude when I paid my respects to King Xian. Because the prince's token was lost, I came to the inn to search for her."

This is Qi Zian, the imperial censor of Zuodu, who is over eighteen years old.

Song Yan nodded slightly and said in a very easy-going tone: "My concubine has been in the house and has never seen any suspicious people."

After finishing speaking, Qi Zian looked at each other with his subordinates.

However, due to his status as the sixth prince, he did not dare to go in and search at will, so he could only bow and leave, going to the next room.

After they left, Song Yan closed the door, and the prince's voice came from outside, and his tone was inexplicably excited.

He said to Qi Zian: "I heard that the Ghost Emperor appeared just now? If you catch him, don't hurt him."

Qi Zian looked at the extremely excited prince and was silent for a long time. "Your Majesty, the Ghost Emperor is not an ordinary person. I can't catch him at all."

After finishing speaking, the prince suddenly felt depressed.

Song Yan locked the door to cut off the sounds outside. He looked at the woman who was still standing there stupidly, smiled and said, "It's time to go to bed."

Xie Shizhu lay down obediently and slept in the innermost position as before, leaving Song Yan an empty seat.

After Song Yan lay down, he didn't fall asleep as quickly as last time.

He wouldn't sleep, and Xie Shizhu didn't dare to sleep because he was afraid that Song Yan would give her a poisonous needle after she fell asleep.

When Xie Shizhu was really sleepy, Song Yan approached her gently.

After smelling the faint smell of herbs on the man's body, Xie Shizhu suddenly woke up and his whole body became stiff.

When she thought Song Yan was trying to kill her, Song Yan just put his arm on her waist, then turned sideways, closing the distance between the two of them, and fell asleep a minute later.

The sound of a man's steady breathing could be heard in her ears.

Xie Shizhu's tense body finally relaxed.

I dare to close my eyes and sleep.

By now Xie Xi should have obtained the crown prince's token.

When she returned to the inn just now, she placed the token at the agreed place.

Although I don't know what Xie Xi wants this token for, given Xie Xi's current situation, she wants this token for the Northern Desert.

After all, Xie Xi is not a lover yet and has great ambitions like her.

The next day, the sky got a little brighter and Song Yan was already awake.

As soon as he opened his eyelids, he felt something on his body, and his handsome features instantly became alert.

When he turned around, he realized that it was Xie Shizhu's hands and legs resting on his waist.

Xie Shizhu's sleeping appearance is actually not very good, and she is far from her usual ladylike self.

The woman's lips were slightly open, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were hanging innocently, and her palm-sized face seemed to be completely relaxed.

For some reason, Song Yan felt that this Xie Shizhu seemed to be the real her.

Xie Shizhu woke up from her sleep, opened her eyes, and saw the man's dark eyes, which scared her so much that she almost screamed.

Because in the dream, she dreamed that Song Yan, after discovering that she was a craftsman, removed her arms and legs, and then made her into a human stick.

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the man in the dream holding a knife, with blood on his face and an extremely sinister look on his face.

The system swallowed its saliva: [It’s so scary, host, you can’t predict the future, can you? 】

Xie Shizhu quickly adjusted his mood, sat up slowly, smiled at Song Yan, and then gestured: "Your Majesty, is it time to return to the palace?"

Song Yan's voice was still hoarse in the morning, "Yeah."

Xie Shizhu lifted the quilt, and after getting down, brought Song Yan's clothes to him.

After Song Yan got up, he worked hard and put it on for him. He lowered his head and tied the man's robe carefully.

Song Yan lowered his eyes and saw the woman's slightly trembling eyelashes and a small mole on the tip of her nose.

The climate now seems to be really hot, and his princess seems to be so hot that she is sweating from her nose and forehead.

There was an imperceptible arc at the corner of Song Yan's lips, which was something strange that he himself did not notice.

Soon, the two of them came out of the inn, rented a horse and set off back home.

It was not very bright now, and Song Yan was going to court, so he asked Xie Shizhu to sit on the horse, and he sat down behind her. He sent Xie Shizhu to the mansion first, and then went to court.

The two of them were sitting on a horse, Xie Shizhu was sitting on pins and needles.

The man's cold chest was pressed against her back, and occasionally she could feel his heartbeat.
Chapter completed!