Chapter 93 Sorry, I just lost my composure...

Shang Xi was startled by her sudden action and shrank back. The stone bench in the yard had no backrest and he almost fell down.

Xiao Ning was quick to act, grabbing his waist and pulling him into his arms.

The crisp cold fragrance hits the nose again.

Unlike the cold fragrance on Shang Xi, Xiao Ning has a faint scent of soapberry, which smells clean and sunny.

The flying hair is tangled together...

Warm breaths entangled together...

The crisp cold fragrance and the faint scent of soapberry are entangled together...

Shang Xi's heartbeat was completely chaotic, beating faster and faster, as if it was about to fly.

His face from ears to cheeks turned red.

He hurriedly pushed Xiao Ning.

No push.

At this moment, the man stared at him blankly and said, "You smell so good..."

Shang Xi: “…outrageous!”

Furong was also shocked.

All the maids present stared at the scene with their mouths wide open.

After being scolded, Xiao Ning came to his senses, quickly helped Shang Xi stand up, and then let him go.

She has always been thick-skinned, but when she thought of what she just said, her cheeks flushed slightly, "I'm sorry, I just lost my composure..."

Shang Xi: “…”

I don't know why, but after being released, I felt a vague sense of loss in my heart.

Shang Xi was in a panic and didn't dare to think about it any further.

Xiao Ning spoke again: "Speaking of the fragrance on your body..."

Don't stop until your words shock people.

Shang Xi: "Shut up!"

Xiao Ning: “…”

No, I just want to know what kind of incense you use. I want it too...

It smells really good.

Shang Xi fled in panic.

Xiao Ning looked at his back and was a little speechless.

What's wrong with holding her for a while? When she fell off the cliff, she held her all the way and even slept in the same bed.

Why is my son shy now?

Really!

The revolutionary friendship of life and death is all there is!

Wait, I haven't told her yet whether it was the assassination planned by the Fifth Prince...

Watching Shang Xi's figure disappear behind the Moon Arch Gate, Xiao Ning let out a breath. Never mind, he would know after a while. After all, with such a huge grudge, Her Royal Highness the Princess would not easily let the person behind the scenes go.

Shang Xi returned to his yard and dismissed all the servants, including Furong.

He sat alone on the edge of the bed, staring blankly into space.

The scene just now is still in my mind...

My heartbeat is still very irregular.

My cheeks were also burning.

What on earth... happened to him? Why did he react like this...

Two grown men, what's wrong with hugging each other's waists...

Didn’t you hug me when I fell off the cliff before?

Shang Xi didn't dare to think too much. He tugged at the curtain impatiently, pursed his lips tightly, and looked cold and gloomy.

Furong stood at the door and looked inside worriedly, but it was quiet and there was no movement at all.

She didn't quite understand what was wrong with Shang Xi.

Since she likes the prince consort, shouldn't she be happy about some intimate behavior? Why did she rush back and lock herself in the room?

At night, Shang Xi had another absurd dream.

This time he is the protagonist.

The scene is Fuqiu Garden during the day.

Xiao Ning pressed him down on the stone table under the hibiscus tree.

Xiao Ning in the dream was even more reckless than in reality. She leaned against his cheek, took a deep sniff, and placed her lips against his earlobe, laughing softly, "Your Highness, you smell so good. I really want to eat you up in one bite..."

In his dream, he struggled and angrily said, "How outrageous!"

The man chuckled, "Outrageous? There are even more outrageous ones... Your Highness, do you want to try it?"

As she spoke, she untied his belt with her fingers and reached into his collar.

Shang Xi's pupils shrank suddenly: "Don't—"

"don't want--"

Shang Xi shouted, woke up from his dream, sat up on the bed, and gasped for breath.

The tingling sensation from the dream still lingers on my body.

There's a strange sense of satisfaction, yet at the same time, an endless sense of emptiness.

Thinking back to the dream just now, my body still can't help but tremble.

Something... quietly rises up and grows vigorously.

Shang Xi lay down again, reaching into the quilt with trembling fingers.

Closing my eyes, all I could think of was Xiao Ning's face: smiling, angry, disdainful, gentle...

It's all her.

At this moment, even though I don't want to admit it, I have to admit it.

He, Shang Xi, fell in love with Xiao Ning.

He...also became the homosexual he once hated.

Whenever I think of her, I can have such delusions...

The candlelight flickered slightly.

Attracting moths...

It was swept by the flames and burned to ashes.

Shang Xi looked into the void, his throat rolling, and finally he closed his eyes.

Sweat soaked my clothes and hair.

A bit sticky.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Come, prepare water, I want to take a bath..."

Someone outside the hall responded and left.

Shang Xi got out of bed, poured himself a cup of tea to soothe his throat, and found a clean set of pajamas to change into.

As for the soiled clothes and handkerchiefs, he threw them into the brazier and the fire burned them clean.

Things like this cannot be seen by others.

Shang Xi soaked in the water, closed his eyes, and that unruly face appeared in his mind again.

He opened his eyes in anger and slapped the water.

Water splashed and landed on his face.

Shang Xi warned himself: "Don't think about it!"

The next day, Shang Xi's eyes were dark again.

Furong had heard from the maids and eunuchs on night watch that His Highness wanted to take a bath again in the middle of the night.

She didn't dare to say much and stepped forward to help Shang Xi with her makeup.

Xiao Ning, on the other hand, had a good night's sleep and even did a set of boxing exercises in the morning.

The wound has basically healed and hardly affects her boxing.

When Xiao Ning was boxing, several male favorites watched from the side, clapping and cheering from time to time.

Xiao Ning was almost amused several times.

I felt like a street performer, performing martial arts for them, and then breaking a stone with my chest would be perfect.

Shang Xi didn't ask about Xiao Ning's whereabouts for the next few days, which made Furong feel a little strange.

Could it be that the prince consort's behavior that day made His Highness realize that he could not accept men after all?

That day, Shang Xi was busy in his study when someone outside suddenly announced, "Your Highness, the Prince Consort wishes to see you."

Shang Xi's mind was shaken when he heard this, and the document in his hand almost fell to the ground.

He restrained himself, put down the document, and hid his trembling fingertips in his sleeves.

"Please come in, Prince Consort."

He said.

The sound was kept as steady as possible, but if you listened carefully, there was still a slight tremor.

If possible, he doesn't want to see him for the time being...

He hasn't figured out how to face her yet.

They had agreed not to interfere with each other, but he actually had such thoughts about her.

"Your Highness."

Xiao Ning smiled and bowed to him, his eyes still bright and dazzling.

Shang Xi subconsciously avoided her gaze.

He nodded slightly, "You came to see me, is there something?"

Xiao Ning said: "I am here to say goodbye..."

Shang Xi raised his eyes suddenly upon hearing this, and then stood up, leaning forward slightly, staring at her closely: "Goodbye? Where are you going?"

Xiao Ning: “…”

Xiao Ning looked at him suspiciously. Why did the princess react so strongly?