Part 1 - Yu Nu Jiao / Jade Slave / Enslaved By Love

Chapter 008 Come and Warm the Bed

Xie Yun moved restlessly in her sleep, and suddenly opened her eyes to see a dark shadow standing in front of the bed. Her heartbeat suddenly stopped, and she screamed but suddenly became mute, and she couldn't make a sound.

Her body spontaneously remembered very tragic memories, began to shiver uncontrollably, and her body temperature began to lose.

She tightly grasped the quilt and moved towards the corner of the wall little by little, but the fear still followed her like a shadow, gnawing at her body like a reptile, and even her breathing became difficult.

Just when she thought she would be tortured to suffocation by this fear, a candle suddenly lit up from the darkness. Although it was not very bright, it clearly reflected the face of the person who came.

That was not the devil in the nightmare.

Xie Yun's stagnant breathing suddenly unblocked, she leaned on the couch and opened her mouth to gasp, so out of control that she even forgot to greet.

Yin Ji frowned and looked at her, his eyes as deep as the vast sky of the eternal night. "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Yun shook her head with a pale face, and used her hands and feet to move to the bedside, as if she was going to get off the ground, but her voice was vague and hoarse: "I had a... nightmare."

Yin Ji raised his hand and pushed lightly, and the exhausted person fell back on the bed. "I ask you, what's wrong?"

Xie Yun pursed her lips and shook her head stubbornly to prove that she was fine, but the cold sweat on her forehead became very conspicuous under the approaching candlelight.

Yin Ji raised his hand and wiped away the cold sweat bit by bit with his fingertips. He stroked the wet fingertips and said in an ambiguous tone: "When your family was imprisoned, you didn't lose your composure like this."

Xie Yun lowered her head in embarrassment, and refused to even look directly at the person in front of her.

Yin Ji did not ask further: "Forget it, I am not interested in your affairs... I just want to ask you something."

He took a step closer, his tall body against the shadow cast by the candlelight, and the heavy sense of oppression pounced on people like a ferocious beast: "Did you tell Concubine Zhuang that I went to Zhaoyang Palace?"

Xie Yun still did not speak, but not denying it was tacit consent.

Yin Ji narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "I warned you not to set your sights on Concubine Yue."

The sharp hostility in his words hurt Xie Yun's heart. She bit her tongue and finally woke up with the pain: "Your Majesty, did you come here late at night just to settle accounts with me?"

"What else?" Yin Ji sneered: "Is there anything else we can talk about?"

Xie Yun wanted to laugh, but it was a bitter smile: "Yes, you warned me, but even if you are the emperor, you have to be reasonable, right?"

She turned her head and closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to look at the person in front of her again: "The emperor, remember to bring evidence next time you come to question me."

Yin Ji seemed to be irritated by her. He grabbed her slender neck and forced her to open her eyes. His face was so gloomy that ink almost seeped out: "Xie Yun, you still don't remember your current identity. If you dare to provoke me again, don't even think about going to southern Yunnan in this life."

He pushed her down on the bed, turned around and wanted to leave, but his clothes were pulled.

He paused, followed the angle of the material, and saw that the other end of the hem was being held in Xie Yun's hand.