C8 floral plucking bandit

When Feng Ningyan walked downstairs, she heard someone coming down the stairs. She turned her head slightly to look at the corner of Shen Lingjue's purple robe.

Since he left the banquet, he must have understood what she meant.

She felt at ease and purposely walked faster, not wanting to meet him face to face.

At the banquet, she fought with the people who had caused her death in her previous life. The hatred in her heart surged, but she couldn't kill them as quickly as she wanted. This feeling was truly unbearable.

Feeling slightly tired, she returned to her room and soaked in the warm tub. She closed her eyes to rest.

After about the time it took to make a cup of tea, he suddenly heard a slight sound from the roof tiles. "Ah!" He screamed miserably. Outside the window, a black shadow fell down from the roof.

The princess' boudoir was a two-story building. It was thirty to forty feet high. No one would climb the roof in the middle of the night; those who fell would be thieves.

Feng Ningyan was shocked, she jumped out of the bathtub and pulled down the silk robe on the side. With a "sou sou" sound, she wrapped her upper body twice, and turned around to tie up the ribbon on her bathrobe.

She ran barefoot to the window and shouted, "Assassin!"

Before his voice had even faded, the guards of the manor had already surrounded the black-clothed man who had fallen from the roof.

The man in black didn't have any injuries, but he was rolling on the ground in pain.

The Guard Captain hurriedly raised his head to report the crime of negligence to Feng Ningyan. He took off the mask on the black-clothed man and immediately recognized that this was the Flower Harvester thief who was wanted by the Regional Palace.

"Flower Harvester?"

Feng Ningyan felt that it was strange.

He had heard that this person was an expert at running amok, so why would he fall down?

Recalling the blood-curdling screech just now, it felt more like he was being attacked.

Feng Ningyan became suspicious, and could not help but raise her head, looking up at the roof, she ordered: "Take this thief as a prisoner and interrogate him, do not spread any news of him around the courtyard."

"Yes sir!"

The guard captain nervously locked the dying rapist up in a small room downstairs to interrogate him.

When Feng Ningyan turned around, she suddenly felt the moonlight behind him darken, and a tall black shadow dashed into the window.

She almost cried out in alarm, but a pair of ice-cold hands covered her mouth.

"Shh..." The person behind her lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Don't make a sound, it's not good to be heard."

It's Shen Lingjue!

Feng Ningyan was so frightened that her body spun and she struck out with her palm. Taking the chance to block, she had already retreated ten meters away.

She was wearing only a thin satin bathrobe, and it was damp and stuck to her body, showing off the lines.

Even if she was careless in other areas, her body couldn't be seen. How far could she hide?

Shen Lingjue closed the window with her hands behind him, and with a flick of her fingertips, an invisible aura extinguished several tens of flames on the lamp in the palace.

There were no lights, no moonlight, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

This action made Feng Ningyan even more nervous.

"His Highness King Yu should not have appeared in maidservant's chamber." She suppressed his anger and said lightly.

Shen Lingjue laughed, "If First Miss was alert and discovered the rapist earlier, this duke really wouldn't have bothered with this matter."

"So it's you?"

Feng Ningyan finally understood why the rapist fell down the roof.

He had been taking a bath and falling asleep, but he hadn't noticed that there were two men on top of the building.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously tightened her collar, feeling uncomfortable all over, and her scalp went numb.

"How … I thank Your Highness for your assistance... "

Shen Lingjue slowly walked over and looked at her face that still had water droplets hanging from it. Her gaze was as deep as the night sky.

"How do you know there's medicine in the wine?"

Feng Ningyan was startled, she did not want to admit that she had helped him, in case there was another involvement, so that she could pretend to be stupid.

"What's in the wine?" Why would the His Highness King Yu say that? "

Shen Lingjue's eyebrows rose slightly, "The cup of wine you drank was drugged."

Feng Ningyan panicked: "How could that be!"

Shen Lingjue did not say anything, she recalled the scene at the banquet, was it unintentional for her to drink that cup of wine? Was it because he was being paranoid?

He grabbed her wrist and touched his fingertips to her pulse, but he felt that her pulse was very smooth and healthy.

What was going on?