Bitch

Yang An, who was in a coma, had a dream.

He dreamed that he was lying on a fragrant meadow surrounded by blooming flowers, where butterflies and bees were frolicking.

The snowstorm in the sky had been driven away by the warm sun.

The sun pierced through the clouds.

Beams of golden light fell on him, making him feel warm and extremely comfortable.

It was like a fairyland.

His sister and brother - in - law were also in this fairyland.

Beside the garden, Li Yan, his brother - in - law, picked a small pink flower from the nearby flower bushes and put it on his sister's ear.

His sister lowered her head, blushing with shyness.

Butterflies fluttered around them.

Looking at the harmonious couple, Yang An joked, "Sister, brother - in - law, when are you going to have a nephew or niece for me to play with?"

Li Yan's sallow old face turned red.

He scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

Yang Ning, his sister, blushed even more. She casually picked up the rolling pin that she always carried with her and started hitting Yang An on the head.

"Yang Erlang! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Getting married and having children is a fundamental part of human relations. How am I talking nonsense?"

"You still dare to say!"

"Someone's getting angry! I'm not saying who!"

Yang An ran away laughing, and Yang Ning chased after him with the rolling pin in her hand. Li Yan watched the two siblings with a big smile.

However, in this happy and warm atmosphere.

As Yang An was running.

Somehow, he ran to a golden carriage. Yes, it was the phoenix carriage of Princess Anle. Leaning on the carriage, Qin Guo'er still looked as extremely beautiful and arrogantly haughty as ever.

"Little hunter."

As she spoke.

The sunlight above Yang An's head began to fade, the cold wind howled, the flowers and plants gradually withered, the bees and butterflies disappeared, and even his sister and brother - in - law vanished without a trace.

In an instant.

In the snowstorm all over the sky.

Only he and Qin Guo'er were left. Thinking that Qin Guo'er had hidden his sister and brother - in - law, Yang An was very angry and stepped forward to reason with her.

However, Qin Guo'er didn't want to talk to him at all.

She kicked him down into the snow with one foot, and then wantonly stepped on his body and face with her jade - like feet. In the end, she even wanted to stuff her foot into his mouth.

Yang An was extremely angry.

As a man, how could he endure such humiliation?

His anger flared up.

Without caring whether he could beat Qin Guo'er or not.

Yang An grabbed one of the woman's feet, pulled it down and flipped over on top of her at the same time. Unexpectedly, the woman became very weak.

As soon as he exerted a little force.

Just like on Yunling Mountain, he pinned her down.

Pressing on Qin Guo'er's delicate body.

Yang An still held her foot in his hand, which felt as slippery as a fish. The feeling was so wonderful that it was as if he was holding a piece of warm jade that could break with a gentle blow!

What surprised him even more was.

The delicate touch in his hand was extremely real, making him reluctant to use force for fear of hurting her.

Yang An's dry and rough fingertips moved slowly.

He gently stroked along Qin Guo'er's delicate sole, smelling the charming fragrance on her body.

He was a bit intoxicated.

Just when he was about to take the next step.

Suddenly, he heard Qin Guo'er under him ask, "Are you enjoying it?"

Then, without waiting for Yang An to answer.

Qin Guo'er kicked him hard in the face. Yang An flew into the air, spun around several times, and then fell to the ground.

It hurt!

It really hurt!

There was a sharp pain on his face.

Yang An woke up in pain. Covering his face, he opened his eyes. Still dazed and not fully awake, he found himself lying on a white wool blanket.

The fluff on the blanket was extremely soft.

Lying on it was like sinking into a ball of cotton. Moreover, this velvet blanket seemed to be a treasure that could emit heat on its own, making the whole room warm and cozy.

He looked forward along the white velvet blanket.

On the blanket were a pair of delicate feet in white socks. At this moment, as if offended, they shyly curled up under the red skirt, looking extremely cute.

Yang An took a couple more glances.

Then he slowly raised his head along those feet.

First, what came into his view was a gorgeous palace dress embroidered with phoenixes and a hundred birds. It was truly a sight to behold. Above the dress was a glistening jade belt that accentuated the already slender waist, making it seem even more delicate.

On both sides of the waist,

Hands that were as gentle as willows brushing across the lake hung down. On the fair and slender wrists were two pairs of colorful rings, one red and one gold.

Looking further up,

There was a cool brocade.

Inside it was a corset sewn with silver fabric and red threads, perfectly enclosing the full and perky breasts.

At the end of this magnificent and luxurious attire,

Yang An saw a face that could bring disaster to the nation. With a delicate head and moth-like eyebrows, and bright, shining eyes, it was so incredibly beautiful and exquisite that words failed to describe it. It was as if she had received all the favors from God.

With such a face,

The previously extremely beautiful long dress and jewelry all became the green leaves to set off the flower.

She was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.

Here, it meant both being stunned in a descriptive sense and having one's breath taken away physically.

The moment he saw her clearly,

Yang An remembered the experience on Yunling Mountain when she stepped on his neck and he almost died. Startled, he jumped up more than a meter from the blanket.

He blurted out, "Damn it, you bitch!"

As soon as these words were spoken,

The entire hall of the Princess of Peace fell silent again.

It was as if even time had stood still.

Lan, who was magnanimous, Manman, who was munching on a corn cob, the other seven female officials, and several maids waiting on the side all looked at him expressionlessly.

They were looking at him as if he were a dead man.

There was only one thought in everyone's minds: daring to scold the princess, this man was surely doomed and had no chance of being saved.

Hearing the words "you bitch",

The angry and ashamed look on Qin Guo'er's face gradually faded. She sat back on the soft couch, supporting her face with her little hand.

She didn't say a word.

She just looked at Yang An with a half - smile.

Under everyone's gaze, Yang An quickly came to his senses. He found that he was feeling extremely comfortable all over his body and there was not a trace of tiredness.

The flesh torn by Wang Gou'er,

The broken finger bones, ribs, and his back,

And the shoulder that had been pierced by Zheng Huaiyi's spear,

All had disappeared. Moreover, he felt that his strength seemed to have increased a lot.

Even using his toes to think,

Yang An knew what was going on. 'I survived such serious injuries. It must be that bitch. No, it's Her Royal Highness the Princess!'

'It must be the Princess who saved me.'

'It seems that she's not that bad after all. She's actually quite nice.'

Yang An developed a good impression of her.

He clasped his fists and bowed to Qin Guo'er gratefully, saying, "Thank you, Princess, for sparing my life! I'm extremely grateful for such a great kindness! Even if the Princess asks me to go through fire and water in the future, I won't say a single word of complaint!"

"Really?"

Qin Guo'er said, "How do you know that I'll spare you?"

Yang An said confidently, "The Princess is both beautiful and kind - hearted. If you had left me alone with such serious injuries, I would have died long ago. If the Princess really wanted to kill me, why would she have saved me?"

"You're quite the smooth - talker. But although I'm beautiful, I'm not kind at all," Qin Guo'er twirled a lock of her long hair around her fingertips and said playfully, "What if I want to cure you first and then kill you?"

Who would do such a pointless thing?

Yang An laughed and said, "Princess, don't joke with me."

"I never joke."

"Qiu'er, Dong'er, kill him."

Qin Guo'er changed her face in an instant. At her order, there were two sharp sword - ringing sounds. The twin female officials with round faces and round eyes drew their swords and stepped forward.

They were several meters away.

Yang An could feel the cold and sharp edge emanating from their swords.

Seeing the two of them approaching quickly.

They raised their swords and really slashed at him.

The calm look on Yang An's face froze. He was really a bit panicked now: "Princess! Your Highness, let's discuss it again!"

"Stop."

Just as the sword was about to fall on Yang An's neck, Qin Guo'er stopped the two of them.

Even so.

Yang An's back was almost soaked with sweat. He felt a little relieved and said, "I knew you wouldn't kill me."

However, before he could even catch his breath.

Qin Guo'er's faint voice rang in his ear, "Drag him out and kill him. If he dies here, he'll dirty my blanket."

Yang An:!!!

Hearing this, Qiu'er and Dong'er waved their sleeves left and right.

Two white silk ribbons were like spitting snakes, forming lassos that tightly wrapped around Yang An's shoulders on both sides. The two female officials tightly grasped the white silk, tightened it, and dragged Yang An down towards the outside of the main hall.

Yang An struggled desperately.

Although he had ten times the combat power, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, ten times the combat power was almost the same as nothing.

After all, 0 × 10 is still equal to 0.

He only felt that the white silk around him was more flexible than an iron chain and he couldn't break free at all!

Seeing that he was about to be dragged out of the main hall by Qiu'er and Dong'er.

Yang An saw that the Princess of Peace, sitting on the soft chair, was eating lychees under Lan's service and didn't even look at him.

This bitch was serious!

Life was so beautiful.

Wanting to live on, he tightly grabbed the door frame with both hands and pleaded in front of Qin Guo'er: "Princess, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have spoken carelessly! Please be magnanimous and spare my life!"

Qin Guo'er ignored him and continued to feed Manman.

Qiu'er and Dong'er were like robots and continued to drag Yang An. Seeing him resist by grabbing the door, they pulled even harder.

"Stop pulling! My shoulders are about to break!"

Yang An shouted in pain.

Then he pleaded with Qin Guo'er again: "Princess! Your Highness! Please be magnanimous and think it over again!"

The Princess of Peace still ignored him as if she hadn't heard.

Seeing Yang An being so tenacious.

Qiu'er and Dong'er pursed their little mouths and exerted more strength together. Crack! The door frame that Yang An was holding onto broke!

"Princess! My Princess Highness! I haven't repaid your kindness of saving my life yet!!! Let me repay your kindness before you kill me, okay!!!" As he was on the verge of despair seeing himself about to be dragged out of the main hall by the twin sisters.

"Let him go."

At the order of the Princess of Peace.

Qiu'er and Dong'er loosened the strength in their hands, retracted the white silk around Yang An's shoulders with a wave of their sleeves, and obediently retreated to the side of the other female officials.

He survived.

Yang An hugged the broken door frame, lying on the ground with a lingering fear. He was sweating all over and exhausted.

"Giggle~"

Seeing Yang An on the verge of tears, Qin Guo'er was delighted. She covered her cherry - red lips with her small hand and giggled merrily. Then, with her hands behind her back, she walked up to him.

The rose - tinted glasses Yang An had for Qin Guo'er were completely shattered.

He now knew that this woman was a vicious madman.

Not knowing what she was up to, Yang An quickly got up from the ground.

But just as he stood up,

Qin Guo'er stretched out her two fair and tender fingers and pinched his cheek. Looking at him with disdain, she said, "Sure enough, you scoundrel look much cuter when you're crying than when you're smiling. Am I right?"

Damn woman!

You'd better pray!

Never let yourself fall into my hands!

Yang An was furious inside, but he didn't dare to show the slightest sign of resistance on his face. Yielding to the tyranny of the Princess of Peace and Happiness, he said expressionlessly, "Yes, Your Highness is always right."

"Good boy."

Qin Guo'er retracted her little hand in satisfaction.

Seeing that her hand was covered in sweat,

"Disgusting,"

she wiped her hand on Yang An's body twice in disgust and called out, "Lan, the handkerchief."

Lan, who was following behind Qin Guo'er, handed over a handkerchief.

After getting the handkerchief,

the Princess of Peace and Happiness took a few steps towards Yang An. She folded the handkerchief and started to wipe Yang An's face haphazardly with a smile. "Look at you, such a grown - up yet so dirty. Shame on you."

The female officials still kept their heads down and didn't dare to look.

Lan plucked up the courage and said, "Your Highness, isn't this a bit inappropriate? Let this servant wipe the gentleman's face instead."

The Princess of Peace and Happiness smiled and said, "It's okay."

She rubbed even more vigorously.

Yang An didn't feel flattered at all. Instead, he felt as if his skin was about to be torn off by this damn woman. It was like having a lawnmower on his face, and the pain made him grimace.

But he didn't dare to resist.

He could only mutter in a muffled voice, "Your Highness is noble. I can handle such a small thing myself." As he said this, he reached out to take the handkerchief from Qin Guo'er's hand.

But Qin Guo'er let out an unpleasant "Humph."

Yang An reluctantly put his hand down and endured the torture of the woman.

After a moment, seeing Yang An's completely clean face,

the Princess of Peace and Happiness threw the handkerchief to Lan with a sense of accomplishment. Holding her beautiful chin high, she said, "Aren't you going to thank me?"

Yang An, whose face was almost cramped, didn't dare not to express his gratitude.

He lowered his head slightly and said, "Thank Your Highness for your great kindness (lack of) virtue."

"As long as you behave yourself, I'll reward you often." Hearing this, Qin Guo'er playfully pinched Yang An's face twice again. Then suddenly she said, "Oh, right. Didn't you say you wanted to repay me? Tell me how you plan to repay me for saving your life."

"Think carefully before you speak."

"If you make me dissatisfied..."

With a wave of her little hand, Qin Guo'er magically took out that golden dagger and made a fake stabbing motion towards Yang An's right eye.

Yang An was so scared that he took a few steps back.

On his just - wiped forehead, sweat almost broke out again. Without hesitation, he said, "This humble one is willing to go through fire and water for Your Highness, climb mountains of swords and..."

Before he could finish,

Qin Guo'er impatiently interrupted him, "Too vague. Be more practical."

Practical?

What counted as practical?

Yang An secretly cursed and said, "Then this humble one will build a temple for Your Highness and offer incense to you every day?"

Bang!

Yang An was kicked to the ground again.

Before he could cry out in pain, a delicate fragrance wafted down. Qin Guo'er gathered up her long dress and gracefully sat sideways on his chest. The soft and delicate touch was really refreshing.

Lan was roaring inside.

"My Princess! You're a princess! This isn't appropriate! It really isn't!"

The other court ladies were already numb.

They didn't even dare to look up or even breathe.

Only Manman, oblivious to the danger, was watching with great interest. Lan quickly pressed her little head down.

Playing with the dagger in her hand, Qin Guo'er sat on Yang An's chest and smiled menacingly. "Do you think I'm joking with you? I'll give you one last chance. If you still can't satisfy me..."

The faint killing intent sent a chill down Yang An's spine.

He was terrified that this vicious woman would kill him.

He wracked his brains, trying to think of how to answer. However, Qin Guo'er didn't give him much time to think. She pointed the dagger at his neck and began to count down maliciously.

"Ten."

"Nine."

Then Yang An heard the vicious woman suddenly skip to "one."

Yang An: !!!

Qin Guo'er raised the dagger and stabbed it towards his neck!

Yang An knew how sharp this dagger was.

His eyes bulged with horror. Without thinking, he shouted desperately, "I'm the Princess's man! I'll always be the Princess's man!!!"

The sharp dagger stopped half an inch from Yang An's throat.

Having achieved her goal, Qin Guo'er smiled in satisfaction.