Chapter 462: Revenge on her

She could have checked it herself, but Zhou Shen didn't give her a chance. Just inside the house, she seemed to have agreed to Zhou Yan's condition, and she would not go out in the future.

What's more, let her know the world without going out, she's not a jack of all trades!

Also, there are no new clues, and there is no direction for the investigation. What is the use of having manpower?

Bu Feng was sent out for a few days, but he never came back. Jun Zilin is a little worried about him!

"Let's go."

Zhou Yan saw that she hesitated, and didn't force it anymore, anyway, she was satisfied today, and she had tasted everything she should have tasted. Good things can't be eaten all at once, you must know how to save some for tomorrow.

"Tomorrow, are you really not going to go to the feast?"

After returning to the house, Jun Zilin asked again with certainty.

Zhou Yan shook his head, spread his hands and said helplessly, "Look at me like this, I'm so sick, where can I participate in any banquet!" ”

"Yes, His Royal Highness King Jin is too sick, so serious that he only has the strength to kiss!" Jun Zilin sneered.

"yes." Zhou Yan was not angry, he glanced down at a certain position of his own, and sighed helplessly, "It seems that this king will cut off his children and grandchildren in the future, and with the needle of the concubine, this king can't do anything." ”

Pointed out by him, Jun Zilin also looked towards Zhou Yan, and couldn't help blushing when she retracted her gaze, she was just annoyed at the time.

What's more, whoever finds that medicine is on the side of the couch will also associate many ** things.

Seeing that Jun Zilin was speechless for a while, Zhou Yan thought she blamed herself. Hurriedly stepped forward to hook her waist, and said magnanimously, "Don't be afraid, concubine. This king is the worst here, since you have rectified him, then this king will never think about anything else in the future, let's live the most innocent life, okay? ”

Jun Zilin was going to die of shame by what he said.

If these words get out, outsiders may think how much Zhou Yan has been wronged.

Besides, I have never heard of a clean life to live like this.

Also, in her previous life, she also dealt with several cases, nothing more than her husband's surname was incompetent, and then the husband and wife couldn't live and so on. The good outcome is divorce, and the bad outcome is a death case.

Now she and Zhou Yan don't have to happen to that thing, but this is not called "innocent".

Between husband and wife, how can there be a sense of innocence.

Jun Zilin bit her lip, she was really embarrassed to look up at Zhou Yan, and prayed silently in her heart, so that Zhou Shen could recover quickly, men value this aspect.

Moreover, last time, she pierced Zhang Ruiyuan to the point that she couldn't do it, and the scumbag was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, eager to kill.

Jun Zilin has never been a man, although she understands this psychology, she can't taste it after all.

After a while, I didn't hear Zhou Yan speak.

She looked up from his arms with some trepidation, looked at him quietly, and asked in a low voice, "Zhou Yan?" Zhou Yan? ”

"Well, I'm here."

Zhou Yan responded, and his low-alcohol voice was sexy and sultry. The big palm landed on Jun Zilin's head, gently pressed her into his arms, and hugged her like this, making her listen to his heart beat.

And Jun Zilin raised her head from Zhou Yan's arms again, and said, "You...... Is it really not working? Why don't I get two more stitches, and maybe I'll be able to do it? ”

"Huh."

The words of the little guy in his arms completely caused Zhou Yan to laugh. He lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes, "Ai Fei, if this king is in line, won't Ai Fei be troubled again." Not now, this king doesn't have to be irritable anymore, he looks at his concubine every day, but he can't eat it; And the concubine doesn't have to be afraid. Really, honestly. ”

"Oh."

Jun Zilin responded sullenly, a little unincomprehensible to Zhou Yan's strange thoughts.

The two fell silent again, and she asked again, "Then you can't do it, do you mind?" ”

"It's a little mindful." Zhou Yan replied.

Jun Zilin's heart was mentioned again, and she heard Zhou Shen say again, "In the past, when there was no concubine, I was in the army, and I had to face this kind of trouble every time. After having a concubine, I was on the couch, and I had to face this kind of trouble every time. And now, Aifei Shenacu, no longer have to face this kind of trouble. Alas, as long as Concubine Ai is happy, there is no need to care about him so much. ”

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Jun Zilin didn't know for a moment whether she should be happy or blame herself.

It's just that Zhou Yan is a prince, but he encounters this kind of trouble. Jun Zilin was skeptical, and at the same time, she couldn't help asking, "Then why don't you find a room or something?" Isn't it true that royal and aristocratic men will have sex when they are old? ”

"There used to be a room." Zhou Yan replied.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Jun Zilin pursed her lips on the spot when she heard the voice.

Realizing her abnormality, Zhou Yan hurriedly looked at it, couldn't help laughing, gently grabbed her willow waist, and said with a smile, "Concubine Ai's appearance is so good-looking." ”

"The prince should find your room." Jun Zilin waved his hand away, turned around and left.

I didn't expect Zhou Ember to have a room. At this point, Jun Zilin has no guilt at all, including her loss before marriage. It just so happens that everyone is even, and no one is to blame.

"I died that night." Zhou Yan caught up and took Jun Zilin's hand, and explained with a smile, "For many years after that, when I rushed back to the border single-handedly, I also passed by the wine shop Goolan or Meiji Restaurant, but when I thought of the past, I didn't do anything. It's been a waste to this day. ”

"How did Tongfang die?" Jun Zilin was curious, her eyes stared at Zhou Yan's eyes for a moment, and every word he said, every look in his eyes, and the expression on his face were all restrained by her.

In general, it can be concluded that Zhou Ember is not lying.

"Assassinated."

Zhou Shen sighed lightly and replied honestly, "Before that girl came in to wait, she did a lot of subordinate work, and at that time I didn't have the power I have now, just an infamous existence. When I saw that she was very tired, I relented and let her sleep on my couch, and I went to study under the lamp. It was only when she returned later that she found that her already asleep body had become stiff, and a feathered arrow was stuck in her chest. ”

"She died because of me!"

At this point, the atmosphere was a little dreary.

Jun Zilin couldn't help but think of Zhou Yan's three dead princesses, and was about to step forward to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, he hugged her into his arms instead, feeling and cherishing, "Aifei, you are my treasure." Don't say that it's a small yuan jade word, even if it is the world, it can't be exchanged for loving you. Therefore, this king will neither take concubines nor side concubines, and only the concubine will be happily by my side for the rest of my life, and this will be enough. ”

Jun Zilin was stunned, and her body froze.

Unexpectedly, what she had been worried about for a long time, Zhou Yan actually relieved her worries in this situation.

It turns out that he has such an idea, does it coincide with her?

Just looking back, every woman who is good with herself is in danger. He is the only one who is still alive, and if he is Zhou Yan, he will also feel fortunate and happy.

Immediately, Jun Zilin nodded, she could understand.

Just thinking about it again, Jun Zilin pushed away the man's strong embrace, raised a smile and said to Zhou Yan, "But Lord Wang, Miss Yuan is trying to take you away from me." So what can we do to get revenge on her? ”

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