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Chapter 143 I Want to Lock Her Up (Bonus Chapter for Voting)
She looked up at him, her bright, clear eyes and snow-white face pure and innocent.

Chu Junyan's eyes darkened slightly as he pulled the person into his arms and lowered his head to kiss him once more.

However, at the very moment they were about to meet, the girl instinctively turned her head to avoid it.

A kiss landed on the corner of her lips, her breath hot.

Chu Junyan paused for a moment, then continued, his movements exuding an unyielding power and authoritarianism.

The girl suddenly leaned forward, burying her face in his neck, and whispered, "No..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her soft, petite body trembling slightly, as if she was startled by his actions.

The girl's cool, dark hair fell onto his neck again, its sweet fragrance filling his breath. In a daze, Chu Junyan seemed to return to that narrow, cramped room from that day.

The hand holding her slender wrist tightened slightly, the knuckles rubbing against her delicate skin, causing a slight pain.

That dark, insane, bloodthirsty impulse hidden in his bloodline, ready to devour anyone, almost consumed him.

"Qin Sangsang, who taught you to hide in a man's arms all the time?" The man's voice was low and husky, with an inexplicably dangerous tone.

The person in his arms paused, their voice muffled and indistinct.

"say clearly."

She paused for a moment, then spoke again, her sweet voice like honey flowing into the heart: "You are not just anyone, you are... the one I love."

Chu Junyan's heart felt as if it had been lightly bumped, and then violently thrown into an abyss—

If Qin Su had looked up even slightly at that moment, she would have found the man's gaze terrifying, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Ah, my beloved.
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"So how much longer will it take before he takes the initiative to request integration?"

Qin Su sipped her tea, looked at the replaying data, and slowly began to speak.

System whispers: Advise the yandere prince not to use hatred as a weapon, yet he seems quite happy not to use it himself?
Then, glancing at it again, the favorability rating had jumped six levels in just one day yesterday. The system commented: [Host is the best! You'll definitely be able to complete the mission smoothly soon!]

It paused for a moment: "But then again, if the tyrant personality is integrated, won't the favorability ratings of both sides simply increase together?"

The system imagined how happy it would be if it were true!
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Qin Qionghua was very concerned about what Qin Su and His Highness the Crown Prince had done when they went out.

These past few days, he's been frequently visiting the secluded courtyard, his words and actions all aimed at probing.

Qin Su: This is not something outsiders can hear.

So it was just a perfunctory response.

As she spoke, her slender, white fingers subtly touched her collar.

She suspected that the prince had a personality disorder.

Although she playfully avoided his kiss that day, she couldn't avoid him.

Over here, Qin Qionghua was still trying her best to create an atmosphere, tirelessly trying to find out the Crown Prince's preferences; over there, Qin Su's eyes were somewhat unfocused, her thoughts had already slowly drifted away—

"Why are you hiding?" the man asked in a low, hoarse voice.

Those stunningly beautiful eyes and brows, when tinged with desire, became breathtakingly beautiful, like a dangerous and alluring demon, almost making her unable to resist pouncing on him.

It takes immense willpower and determination to maintain an innocent image, forcibly finding topics to discuss and diverting attention from a mind somewhat clouded by his good looks:

"It was clearly the Crown Prince who sent the letter, so how did it become yours? Do you... exchange these things often?"

This question seemed to pique the man's interest, and he countered with, "If I said yes, what are you planning to do?"

She was a little stunned: "What?"

His long, slender, jade-like fingertips touched her soft lips, Chu Junyan's husky, deep voice sounding somewhat lazy:

"If both the Crown Prince and I are interested in you, which one would you choose?"
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"Do I still have a choice?"

The girl's clear, surprised voice still seemed to echo in Chu Junyan's ears.

Those slightly gleaming eyes couldn't be faked.

She really wanted to choose.

select……

One day, he will show her what the price is for speaking such arrogant words.

A slightly cold smile appeared on the Crown Prince's handsome face, calm yet chilling.

He absolutely refused to admit that it was the girl's answer that displeased him.

"Of course I only choose you. No matter how good the Crown Prince is, I only want you."

Sweet words are given away without restraint; if that person were there, who knows how foolish they would be coaxed into doing something like that.

But he felt an urge to strangle her on the spot.

She was just a woman, nothing to him... Chu Junyan paused, suddenly realizing that the girl's influence on him seemed to have exceeded expectations.

He clearly intended to annoy her on purpose.

As a result, she only reddened her eyes and shed a couple of tears, and he softened and let it go so easily.

The word "soft-hearted" is even funnier.

For him, anything uncontrollable, if it cannot be destroyed, must be firmly held in his grasp.

perhaps,

He should think of a way to lock him up.

He was locked up in a place where no one but him knew about it...

Vote here:
The Crown Prince first pressed "1".
The tyrant first pressed "2" himself~
(This won't affect the plot; I'm just curious about your choices.)