An Xin felt her head was throbbing from his antics. The dignified Right Prime Minister, so proud and arrogant in public, how could he be so shameless in front of her?
"I was going to tell you to get lost!" An Xin turned to leave angrily, but he grabbed her wrist. "Why did you run away instead of telling me to get lost? Stupid."
An Xin's lips twitched. She wanted to use the stick again to beat this bastard to death.
Mingyue ran over and said with a smile, "Miss An, you are covered in blood. I have prepared a bath for you. Go and wash up quickly."
An Xin was also feeling uncomfortable all over, and her liking for Mingyue increased even more. She said calmly, "Okay." Then she shook off Yan Zhen and walked away.
Yan Zhen chuckled softly, opened his folding fan, and walked forward, but was stopped by Zhou Xiruo.
Zhou Xiruo felt as if a million ants were drinking her blood and eating her flesh, her heart twisting with pain. Yan Zhen had never joked with her like that, such a shameful, blush-inducing joke. He had never said to her, "Why should An Xin get it?!" Those words turned into venomous snakes, tearing at her body, making her tremble with pain.
Anxin...
What a wonderful An Xin!
Yan Zhen stopped, glancing lazily at Zhou Xiruo, waiting for her to speak.
“Just now…” Zhou Xiruo clenched her fists. She couldn’t argue with him; that would only push him further away. She had to find a way to keep him with her as soon as possible…
"I'm sorry." Zhou Xiruo's eyes reddened.
Yan Zhen smiled and said, "I know that. It is a great virtue that Xiruo has always been sensible and corrected his mistakes."
Zhou Xiruo said softly, "I'm going to take care of my mother." After saying that, she lowered her head and walked forward. When she passed Yan Zhen, she paused for a moment, but in the end, she still lowered her eyelashes and walked away.
Yan Zhen's gaze fell lightly on Zhou Xiruo, and after a long while, she said, "Minghe."
Minghe floated out like a ghost.
"Give Xiruo whatever she wants." This is what he owes her.
****
An Xin looked at the huge pool in front of her and couldn't help but purse her lips. There was Huaqing Pool in ancient times, and now there is Lianqing Pool. It's just a place to bathe. Why make it so luxurious, extravagant and wasteful?
But she was exhausted and longed for a good bath.
She casually took off her clothes and went into the pool. The water was a little hot, but still tolerable. An Xin leaned against the gleaming stone wall and closed her eyes.
Mingyue's voice came from outside, "Miss An, there are more than ten kinds of bath powder. Which one do you like?"
When An Xin heard that there were more than ten kinds, her head started to ache. It was really troublesome to worry about bath powder when taking a bath. So she lazily said, "Whatever."
There was silence outside, and a moment later, the door creaked open.
An Xin felt languid all over from the steamy bath, even her voice seemed to soften, as if shrouded in mist, "Bring me the bath beans."
Footsteps sounded, and then a bowl of bath beans was handed over. An Xin took it casually. The next moment, she suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. She was very familiar with that fragrance. In an instant, she felt the hairs on her body stand on end. She opened her eyes abruptly, turned around, and saw Yan Zhen looking down at her.
His face was shrouded in a misty haze, much like a datura flower blooming under the dark night sky. Only his eyes were deep and unfathomable, yet he still looked at her with a smile and said, "Indeed, not small."
An Xin belatedly realized that her chest felt cold, and instinctively covered it, gritting her teeth as she roared, "Yan Zhen, you shameless bastard! What are you doing barging in here?! Get out!"
"Xin'er let me in." He looked completely innocent, but he raised his hand and began to undress.
An Xin was terrified out of her wits. What ghosts and monsters? Yan Zhen was far more frightening than any of these things!
"What are you doing!?" An Xin glanced at the clothes in the distance, predicting the chances of her running naked past him without being discovered. The answer was: zero.
"Such a big pool, it's such a waste for Xin'er to soak in it all by herself. His Majesty advocates frugality, how can I disobey the imperial decree?" He smiled beautifully, but his words were anything but. An Xin felt like she had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, and she was about to explode with anger!
"Yan Zhen, get out of here right now! You, you..." An Xin's next words caught in her throat. He had already taken off his clothes and brazenly stepped into the pool. Then, he lazily propped his arm up beside his head and said, "What's wrong with me?"
Like a startled rabbit, An Xin quickly retreated, all the way to the other side of the pool.
Just now, she complained that the pool was too big.
Now, all she feels is that the pool is too small!
"Why did you run so far? Xin'er isn't afraid of ghosts, why would she be afraid of me?" He didn't know how to describe her in a way that would make someone's nose bleed, but he was very satisfied with how afraid she was of him at this moment.
An Xin wished the fog could get any thicker, but how long could this stalemate continue?
“Turn around.” An Xin could only glare at him coldly.
"don't want."
"..."
He was clearly trying to embarrass her!
Anxin suddenly regretted taking off all her clothes just now. This is what you call not being aware of precautions. It's really good to be prepared!
"Xin'er, come here." He raised an eyebrow and beckoned to her.
An Xin, with a sour face, told her to go over! No way would she go over there!
"I'm not going!"
"Okay, sure." He smiled and walked over to her.
An Xin's eyes widened suddenly, and she was truly panicked. She hurriedly said, "Yan Zhen, let's talk this out. You, you don't come any closer!"
"There's nothing to say. Since Xin'er isn't coming over, I have no choice but to go over there myself." She said with a particularly innocent smile.
An Xin felt a chill run down her spine. The water was hot, but An Xin felt a bone-chilling cold. As he approached step by step, An Xin had no choice but to swim helplessly to one side.