Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 356 Princess Rouan 6

Lingyi took the jade hairpin from her hair and placed it in his palm.

"If you hate me, then plunge it into my neck, how about that?" She bent down and presented her neck and the jade hairpin together to Wang Suizhi, her breath lightly brushing against his cheek: "If I die, you will be free."

Wang Suizhi lowered his eyes and looked at the pampered princess who had unsuspectingly exposed her weakness to him, and at the wispy stubble on the back of her snow-white, slender neck.

At that moment, he could even feel the vibration of the blood vessels in her neck.

Concealing the emotions in his eyes, he took the jade hairpin and placed it in Lingyi's hair, saying softly, "Princess, you are of noble birth; we cannot take any risks."

Ling Yi lay back down on the bed, bored: "This is boring."

You seem to have no temper at all, but who knows what mischief you're plotting?

She rested her chin on the soft pillow and said in a muffled voice, "Come and give me a massage."

Wang Suizhi paused, then his large hand covered the thin fabric between her shoulders and neck, kneading her body.

His technique was good, and he had also learned martial arts and knew about acupoints. He almost made the murderous and frightening Ling Yi fall asleep.

Before she could fully drift off to sleep, a slightly unfamiliar presence suddenly entered the room, causing Ling Yi to instantly open her eyes.

Wang Suizhi saw clearly the coldness and wariness in that instant.

Despite his limited mobility, he looked at Ling Yi with a thoughtful expression.

The maid seemed oblivious to the ambiguous scene and whispered, "Your Highness, Banxia has confessed."

"Hmm." Ling Yi lazily hummed through her nose, and then the maid continued, "She thought Wang Ying was the future consort, so she took his money and told him some insignificant information about the princess's residence."

"Heavier," Ling Yi instructed, then continued, "What did they say?"

The maid glanced at Wang Suizhi and said softly, "The princess's daily eating habits, likes and dislikes, and... her menstrual cycle."

Ling Yi's breath hitched. Good heavens, good heavens...

Has the betrayal started so early?

The original owner's inability to conceive for several years is now starting to cause problems.

and also……

"Committing such a heinous crime, yet only for some silver? Does Banxia think I'm stupid?"

This kind of thing might be quite normal after the decline of a royal family.

But there's still a large Buddha statue in the palace to protect it, and she doesn't believe anyone in the princess's residence would do something like this for such a petty gain.

Banxia, ​​in particular, was her personal maid and never lacked money.

The maid paused for a moment, then said softly, "Banxia did say that, but her roommate said..."

"She had been looking forward to the princess's marriage for a long time, saying that her good days would come then, and she even ordered many clothes and jewelry that were beyond the rules."

Ling Yi: "..."

So, he got tired of being a princess's maid and wanted to become her brother-in-law.

Ms. Banxia has such lofty ambitions!

Ling Yi waved her hand: "Understood, handle it according to the rules."

This connection between brothers-in-law extended her lifespan; she couldn't possibly be worthy of such a good relative.

"Yes!"

The maid spoke gently, not wanting to further disturb the princess's enjoyment of beauty with a life that was about to end.

"I've killed someone again, are you scared?" Ling Yi turned around and threatened Wang Suizhi, "You're next."

Wang Suizhi smiled slightly, the corners of his lips curving upwards: "Suizhi is Your Highness's person, so naturally Your Highness can do as you please."

Her submissive demeanor truly gives her the air of a maidservant.

Despite several attempts to provoke him, she couldn't elicit his true colors, and Ling Yi couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed and resentful.

She snorted: "Is this how Master Wang serves people? He only knows how to press this one spot?"

"You've rubbed my shoulders until they're swollen."

Upon hearing this, Wang Suizhi gently slid his hands down and pressed them onto other places.

First the back, then the waist, and then down.

The moment he was abducted into the princess's residence, Wang Suizhi had a sense of his future and knew that he was absolutely capable of handling any situation.

Having served as a slave to his elder brother for a long time, Wang Suizhi climbed step by step to the position he trusted most. He never felt any resentment because of being humiliated or looked down upon.

He knew what he wanted from the very beginning, and he also knew that if he wanted to climb higher, he would have to pay the necessary price.

On the road to power, self-respect is the least valuable thing.

Therefore, even when he crawled on his knees to Ling Yi's side, and even when he allowed the princess to tease him like a lover, his emotions did not fluctuate at all.

He wanted to gain the princess's trust and get what he wanted.

Perhaps he could gain far more from the princess, who is closest to power, than from his brother.

Wang Suizhi believed that he could endure anything.

But at that moment, he knew he was wrong.

As the girl's soft body was kneaded by his hands, as warmth seeped through the thin fabric into his hands, as her soft humming reached his ears, everything seemed to begin to change.

He heard his heartbeat quicken slightly, and felt his mind, which was scheming everything, become slightly muddled for a moment.

This shouldn't be his behavior, but he can't control himself.

"Wang Suizhi." Wang Suizhi's heart was slightly disturbed when he heard the person who had disturbed his heart call his name.

Then, she gently swayed her feet, clad in stockings, and said to him defiantly, "This hasn't been massaged yet."

Wang Suizhi's hand left Ling Yi's body, curled up slightly, before untying the thin string on the silk stockings, placing the snow-white stockings aside, and then holding Ling Yi's feet.

A princess who has never experienced any hardship in the world has tender feet.

It was so small that he could wrap it up in the palm of his hand.

Wang Suizhi gently kneaded the snow-white foot, watching it turn slightly red in his hands.

Its owner, seemingly unable to bear the itch, twitched slightly.

In that instant, the silk trousers slipped down her calves, revealing a section of her snow-white legs.

In an instant, Wang Suizhi stopped breathing.

"Why did it stop?" Ling Yi was having a great time when she noticed that her masseuse had stopped.

Wang Suizhi pulled up Lingyi's silk trousers, then pulled the soft quilt over to cover Lingyi's feet before kneeling on the ground: "Offending the princess is a crime deserving of death. Suizhi dares not press further."

Don't dare?

Ling Yi's smile deepened as she hooked Wang Suizhi's chin with one hand, making him lift his head. Looking into his deep black eyes, she said, "This princess allows you to be disrespectful. What are you afraid of?"

I was afraid that his mind would waver, that he would forget his ambitions.

Wang Suizhi said softly, "I fear that my lowly body will sully the princess's jade body, and that my despicable nature will tarnish the princess's reputation."

"Reputation?" Ling Yi was amused by him: "I just killed my ex-fiancé and kidnapped his brother into the mansion. What reputation could I possibly have?"

"Who in this world dares to demand that a princess have some kind of reputation?"