The man smiled and said, "It's of course it's night to summon you to the night?"

The two words "Shang Ye" made me even more confused. I was originally following Yao Yingxue's maid, so it was not my turn to go to play him. Besides, the case is not over, and I am still waiting for the crime, so why did I let me go to play the night?

But no matter what I thought, the road under my feet was still slowly finished. When I looked up, I had already arrived in front of the gate of the bedroom.

"Your Highness, the man has arrived."

The escort bowed at the door, then turned around and said to me, "Get in." After that, he turned around and left.

Standing in the cold night, I trembled slightly, but I still plucked up the courage to push open the empty door and slowly walked in.

The hall was as empty as ever. On the candlestick beside the bed, a candlelight swayed gently, reflecting the familiar figures in the layers of curtains. He sat on the head of the bed, his black clothes almost melted into the night, only those pairs of introverted eyes shining brightly, looking at me calmly.

I walked over and bowed and bowed: "I, pay homage to the Third Highness."

"Yeah, turn off the lights."

As if there was no need for explanation or any explanation, he just lay down like this, and I could only walk over, blow out the candle, then touched the small brocade stool beside the bed, and sat down against the wall.

Everything seemed to be like that night, and was also quiet, with an indescribable sense of tension.

I opened my eyes wide in the dark night, without any fatigue. I listened to his even breathing sound, and it was midnight.

"Tea."

A faint sound came from the curtain. I got up and poured a cup of tea, and sent it to the bedside. One hand stretched out from the curtain, but did not pick up the tea. Instead, I grabbed my wrist like last time.

…!

This time, I was not panicked, and even the tea did not overflow. I just bit my lower lip and silently tried to pull my hand back. The owner of the hand refused to relax at all. I tried hard, and he also tried hard. I stopped, but he stopped, but he refused to let go.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he and I never said a word.

Gradually, it became a stalemate.

I don't know how long this stalemate lasted, and a cold smile sounded in the curtain. Pei Yuanhao slowly sat upright, his eyes looking at me through layers of gauze, as if they were separated by countless clouds: "What? I feel wronged?"

"..." I bit my lower lip without opening my mouth, and my hands were still silently exerting force.

At this time, his hand relaxed.

I was stunned. Just as I was about to pull my hand back, I felt a sank on my wrist. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled it hard. I was caught off guard and fell on the bed.

He bullied me and pressed me under him.

This time, I was completely panicked and looked at him with wide eyes in horror: "Your Highness..."

The corners of the thin lips were slightly raised. In the dark light, I saw the ghostly smile on his face. It was clearly a smile, but it seemed that it would swallow people away the next moment.

"Don't feel wronged."

He leaned over and looked at me coldly: "Yue Qingying, there are many women in Shangyang Palace who are scheming, but you are the first woman who dares to be scheming in this palace!"
Chapter completed!