Chapter 150: You're overthinking it, yeah... me too!

  "What are you thinking about?"

  Yan Beizhuang's voice came from above his head, and the temperature dropped a few more degrees: "By my side, are you still thinking of someone else? Hmm?"

  "Hmm~" He chuckled lightly, his tone devoid of any emotion: "I didn't expect that Little Jin would take my Dragon's Humming Sword to help Yan Ziyan don the Yellow Robes!"

  At that moment, he almost couldn't help but go forward and pull her back.

  Fortunately, she didn't disappoint him...

  But he just asked her for a gift, why is she flustered?

  Was she really sparing Yan Ziyan because she couldn't bear to part with him?

  Still, about the gift... Does she have other ideas?

  Yan Beizheng's body suddenly emitted a chill, and cold air began to emanate from him.

  He grasped Sheng Jin Su's shoulder, forcing her to look him in the eye: "Sheng Jin Su! Look at this king!"

  "Is there something you're hiding from me? Speak!"

  Before she returned, his gaze had already scrutinized her inch by inch.

  She wore the lotus-patterned skirt he had given her, which was smooth to the touch and had no hidden pockets; apart from hiding a few silver needles in the inner sleeve, there was nowhere else to hide things.

  Except for...

  His large palm suddenly reached into her waist and felt for something in her waistband.

  But Sheng Jinxiu was so frightened that she quickly grabbed his hand: "Prince Wang, don't!"

  In his past life, he did...that kind of thing to her anytime and anywhere, casting a huge shadow over her!

  The familiar motion of unfastening his belt made her instinctively panic...

  This is the imperial palace, in front of all the ministers and hundreds of noblewomen.

  Especially in front of her parents and elder brothers...

  But she soon discovered that her refusal caused the man's cold and bloodthirsty aura to surge instantly, tightly surrounding her...

  "Hold on!" She hastily reached out and grabbed Yan Beizheng's arm: "This waistband has come undone, my skirt is going to fall apart!"

  "There are too many people here, you'd better not be here!"

  She lowered her voice: "Huajin, if you really want to, we can change places..."

  "Or are you looking at some other girl? I'll go ask for a gift from her family right away! Don't punish me..."

  "Please!"

  "Huh?" Yan Beiting lowered his head, saw Sheng Jinxiu's anxious and red eyes, that innocent and tense appearance, suddenly ignited the blood in his body, he instantly understood her meaning.

  She actually thought he wanted... that? Hmm?

  "I'll check again, is there something hidden in the belt..." He couldn't help but explain.

  The tone also softened somewhat.

  "Don't hide it!" Sheng Jinshu said: "I know the goods, this dress is very good, I'm afraid of damaging other things, I didn't bring anything."

  "...the silver needle also wrapped the cloth around his hand!"

  "I have nothing on me from head to toe except for a few silver needles and the hairpin on my head!"

  Yan Beizhuang's gaze fell on Sheng Jinshu's hair, and he saw that the hairpin was somewhat different from ordinary hairpins.

  He didn't even think about it and simply reached out to grab the hairpin!

  Then, Sheng Jinxiu's hair all fell down...

  Yan Beizhuang raised the hairpin and looked at it for only two eyes before discovering that there was a mechanism on the hairpin.

  "What are you doing?" He pinched the hairpin in his hand and asked coldly.

  "Killing...". Sheng Jinxiu subconsciously replied, but immediately denied: "No, I made a mistake, it's self-defense!"

  "This hairpin is what I used to prevent any unexpected situations from arising today, it's a gift from Wei!"