The Mad Dog by My Pillow

Chapter 0 The Mad Dog by My Pillow When I woke up, Meng Yu’an was kneeling by my bed. His forehead was pressed against the edge of the mattress, his knuckles white with tension, looking as if he were suppressing a madness that was about to break free. The moment I reached out to touch his hair, he suddenly looked up. His eyes were bloodshot, like a beast that had stayed awake all night. “Don’t touch me.” His voice was incredibly hoarse. “Princess, do not touch me tonight.” I froze. “What’s wrong with you?” He stared at me, his breathing heavy. “I’m afraid that if I look at you a moment longer, I’ll want to lock the door.” “Lock who in?” “You.” Outside the window, the fifth watch drum had just sounded, and the sky was still dark. I had been deposed and confined to Qiwu Villa for seven years. On the surface, I was still a princess, but in reality, I was nothing more than a remnant of an old case whom anyone in the palace could trample upon. And Meng Yu’an was the man I had picked up from the Yeting Beast Pen seven years ago. Over the years, he was my shadow guard on the surface, but behind the scenes, he was more like a mad dog I had raised. I taught him how to read, gave him his name, and kept him in the place closest to me. Before I could press him further, the screams of palace servants drifted in from outside. “Someone, come quickly! Something has happened to Nanny Qin!” My heart sank instantly. By the time I reached the well, Nanny Qin had already been pulled out. She was soaked through, her hair was disheveled, and her palm was tightly clutching a blue tassel. I recognized it at a glance. That color had been hanging from Meng Yu’an’s sleeve just last night. What was even more terrifying was that this was already the fifth person close to me to die this month.