I Deliver Candy To Men

The emperor is not an idler after all, he didn't even eat lunch, rowed a boat, and left.

Before leaving, he looked at Song Yingying reluctantly, wanting to hold her little hand reluctantly.

Song Yingying hid away: "Goodbye, Your Majesty."

"Little fairy." The emperor gritted his teeth and left.

Song Yingying made a face at his back.

Little fairy head! The soil is dead! What era is this from? There is such a person!

Seeing that she was jumping around, Lin Yu swept away the sullen appearance just now, and was quite curious: "You don't like the emperor at all?"

Before, he also thought that she was angry with the emperor, because the emperor forced her, and the anger made her temper. But after the test last night and her performance today, Lin Yu felt that it was not like that.

She doesn't seem to like the emperor at all.

"Humph." Song Yingying turned her head and left.

Lin Yu raised his eyebrows.

In a blink of an eye, the day passed, and the night came again.

Song Yingying refused to sleep in the same bed with Lin Yu. Although he probably wouldn't do anything to her, Song Yingying felt that she would rather sleep on the floor than share a bed with him.

What's more, she doesn't need to lay the floor, there is a soft couch in the house.

Seeing that she rolled up the quilt, Lin Yu walked to the soft couch, her brows and eyes were steady, and she was not surprised at all, as if she had expected it. While undressing, he asked, "Why don't you run?"

"What?" Song Yingying put the quilt on the couch and turned her head in confusion.

Seeing Lin Yu put the removed coat on the hanger, sit by the bed and take off his boots, he said calmly, "You don't like the emperor. You don't like me either. Why don't you run?"

It's astonishing!

Song Yingying froze all of a sudden!

I saw him walking over with soft shoes on, stopped very close to her, leaned over, looked her in the eyes and said, "You are strong in martial arts and experienced in rivers and lakes. If you want to run, the Marquis of Jing'an will be trapped. Not staying with you. Why don't you run?"

Song Yingying's heart was beating thumping, and she insisted: "Who said I don't like the emperor?"

Lin Yu smiled softly: "You refuse to enter the palace with him, and you refuse to get close to him. Is this what you like?"

Song Yingying blushed and said again, "Then maybe I like you?"

Lin Yu lowered her head and looked at the soft couch under her: "You like it so much that you don't want to share the bed with me?"

Song Yingying was speechless now. She actually likes Lin Yu a little bit, although it is only a little bit, but it does exist.

She leaned back and avoided his approach: "Because you snorted! You are not honest in your sleep! Disturb my sleep!"

"Oh." Lin Yu straightened up and looked at her condescendingly, "So you didn't sleep well last night."

Song Yingying's face became hot.

In fact, she slept soundly. But he couldn't admit that he was beaten to death, so he said, "Yes! It's not fragrant at all! You've been noisy to death!"

Lin Yu impatiently followed her around again, sneered, lifted her up, stared into her eyes, and asked without blinking: "You stay in Jing'an Hou's Mansion, lurking beside me, what is there? For what purpose?"

Song Yingying's heart almost jumped out of her throat, blood rushed to the top of her head in an instant, and she even felt a little dizzy.

exposed, she exposed.

How can he be so smart? Can't you be stupid? She knew that her expression at the moment must not be very good-looking, but she insisted: "What did you say? What purpose can I have? I protect you all the way, and was invited by the emperor to **** you back to Beijing, what purpose can I have? Yes? You called me here!"

"You're not Ah Song." Lin Yu said slowly, looking at her discolored face, "Who are you?"

Song Yingying was almost annoyed, she broke open his hand with force, saved her shirt, and glared at him: "Open your eyes! Take a good look! I'm not Ah Song, who else can I be?"

She raised her chin, showed him her jawline, and grabbed her face: "Look! No one - leather mask!"

Lin Yu's eyes fell on her smooth and natural lower jaw, and she frowned. Immediately, he reached out and checked.

The slightly rough fingers rubbed against her lower jaw, making Song Yingying very uncomfortable. But she thought again, ask him to touch, ask him to check, and see how he doubts her in the future!

With a look of death on her face, she let Lin Yu's fingers examine the traces of the human-skin mask on her chin, but Lin Yu's eyes did not fall on her chin at all, but stared at her expression.

Seeing that her lips were tensed and her whole person looked nervous, she was almost certain that she was not Ah Song.

He has long felt strange, even if a person is frightened, how can his personality change so much?

But there was no trace of disguise on her body.

He let go of her, took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and then said lightly: "Be careful. I can find out that you are not Ah Song, and the emperor may not be unaware."

He didn't care if she was Ah Song.

The emperor thought she was fine.

As for why the emperor didn't expose her, Lin Yu felt that most of the emperor thought she was interesting and took her to spend some time. What's more, if you keep her, you can see what she's going to do?

Song Yingying felt very humiliated when she saw him wipe her hands. Is she dirty? Touching her face, you want to wipe your hands?

After hearing him say that both he and the emperor found out that she was not Ah Song, they sneered: "It's really touching! I protected you all the way, and you found out that I was replaced, and you didn't want to check my safety, but to check my safety. Make fun of that impersonator!"

She had a look of anger and contempt: "It's a good life to repay!"

Glancing at him, he kicked off his shoes angrily, got on the soft couch, and covered his head with a quilt.

The emperor is a big spicy chicken, and Lin Yu is no less so.

And she was actually seduced by his skin, she liked him a little bit, it was shameful!

shameful! She pooh pooh a few times in her heart, and she made up her mind not to be fooled by this bad guy's stinky skin again.

Lin Yu glanced at the big cocoon on the couch, turned around and walked towards the bed without saying anything.

Song Yingying couldn't be more angry, she lifted the quilt again, and asked his back, "Why didn't you answer my question?"

Lin Yu just wiped his hands and put the handkerchief in his arms. Hearing the words, he turned around and said, "How do you want me to answer? I'll arrest you, torture you to confess, and ask you where A Song is?"

Song Yingying was shocked by his cold and hard eyes, and she regretted her slip of the tongue. But she calmed down and thought about it, but she didn't regret it.

After all, she didn't pretend to be like Ah Song, he would find out sooner or later, there was no difference between earlier and later.

Then he cursed: "You are all big bastards!"

If he had the guts, he would kill her! The big deal is to let the system change her body!

Lin Yu smiled. With a faint anger on her face, she actually compared him to the emperor.

He walked back and lifted her up with the quilt: "If you are A Song, there is nothing wrong with me doing this."

"If you weren't Ah Song—" A cold light flashed in his eyes, "How dare you scold me?"

Song Yingying tightened her lips, widened her eyes, and glared at him without giving in.

Lin Yu looked at her.

The two of them stared at each other with wide eyes, one was a cold hidden anger, the other was a hot flame.

After a long time, Lin Yu said coldly, "Do you really want me to take care of you?"

Song Yingying stared at him for a while, her heart felt empty long ago, if it wasn't for him to hold her hands, her legs would have been weak.

Listening to his reminder at this moment, his mind suddenly became clear, he actually didn't want to do anything to her.

Busy: "No, no, I was just joking with you. It's too late, are you going to sleep?"

In the original novel, the heroine finally committed suicide. But if she didn't commit suicide, she would be killed by Lin Yu's sword.

He has known each other for more than ten years and lives under the same roof. He is still ruthless, let alone Ah Song who has only known each other for a while?

Song Yingying felt that he might not really like Ah Song. Therefore, he didn't care about A Song's life and death.

Because he is cold and ruthless.

She didn't dare to provoke him anymore. She always felt that the villain was scary, and she said flatteringly: "Is it busy tomorrow? Go to bed earlier, go to bed earlier, wake up earlier, and be more energetic!"

Lin Yu sized her up, let go of her, turned and walked towards the bed.

Song Yingying fell softly on the couch, wrapped the quilt, and exhaled quietly.

When the room fell into silence, she cried to the system: "I don't think I can do this task. He's so personal, I can't figure it out, I don't have any clues at all."

She is just a weak, poor and helpless girl.

How to fight the cold-blooded and shrewd villain?

The system comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, it's fine if you can't do it. You have always done well, and up to now, you haven't failed. Dad has always been very proud of you. It doesn't matter if you don't do it this time, no points will be deducted. ."

Song Yingying wanted to give up, but was unwilling: "This is the first time I've done a villain's mission."

The system didn't say that she had also attacked the villain before.

Only said: "Ying Baoer don't cry, you are great, you can do it if you can, it doesn't matter if you can't do it, Dad still has a lot of tasks to do for you."

As soon as Song Yingying heard the word "easy to do", she suddenly remembered that this mission has 15 points!

After hesitating, she said, "I'll try it again."

Be ambitious! Be ambitious! To rise to the challenge!

She cheered herself up in her heart, and fell asleep.

Wake up the next day energized and full of energy.

But it was useless, because Lin Yu had already gone out. The servant said that he went out before dawn.

"What are you going to do? Shouldn't you tell the emperor that I'm not Ah Song?" Song Yingying thought about it and felt that it was impossible. He could handle her by himself, and there was no evidence. How could he tell the emperor?

Shaking his head, throwing away the messy thoughts.

Lin Yu came back very late, didn't eat with Song Yingying, and stayed in the study for a long time before returning to the bedroom.

Song Yingying couldn't stand it anymore, she was too sleepy to speak if she had time to say hello to him.

Lin Yu glanced at her: "Go to sleep when you are tired."

Is your voice so soft? Song Yingying woke up the next day, thinking about what happened last night, but felt like she was dreaming.

In the next time, Lin Yu was still very busy. Not only is he very busy, but the emperor is also very busy.

This made Song Yingying, who was in high spirits and fighting spirit, ready for a big fight, was useless at once.

She was lying beside the window bored, looking at the gloomy sky outside, feeling both bored and a little worried.

Seeing that it's going to rain, Lin Yu won't get drenched, right?

Although it's okay for the villain to get drenched, Song Yingying was inexplicably reluctant to let him get drenched.

The weather became more and more cloudy, and soon the rumbling thunder sounded, and when the sky was dark as night, the pea-sized raindrops fell.

The rain poured down, and the momentum was amazing, Song Yingying became even more worried. Just in her worry, Lin Yu came back.

He held up his umbrella, but it was useless, almost soaking wet. The rain fell down his stern cheeks, making him more and more sharp, making people dare not look at him.

Two scribes followed behind him, bowing their heads and talking to him, and the three went straight to the study.

After a long time, the rain stopped, and Song Yingying didn't see him come out of the study. I asked the maid and said that he hadn't eaten yet.

Song Yingying thought about it and brought him dinner.

The villain also wants to eat!

The author has something to say: Yingying (holding herself tightly): Weak and pitiful and helpless.