"Come here, come here."

Seeing that she was still so awkward and embarrassed, Shen Jinchen suddenly waved to her.

"what?"

Cen Xi was puzzled, but still moved closer.

"Come a little closer! It's still too far away."

Seeing that Cen Xi was still some distance away from him, Shen Jinchen waved to her again.

What exactly do you want?

Cen Xi looked at him blankly, then moved closer.

Seeing that he could finally reach her, Shen Jinchen used his uninjured hand to pull Cen Xi into the inner part of his bed.

Then he casually put his arm around her waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and spoke in a tone that was both gentle and teasing:

"Actually, the people in this manor already know about our relationship. Even if you keep your distance from me, won't they say anything? So, Qingqing, why don't you sleep with me? I'm happy to have some ambiguous relationship with you. Let them talk."

"You...you're still injured? That pulling just now, didn't it aggravate your wound? You're a madman."

She was already lying in bed, but with a helpless and dissatisfied grumble, she quickly removed Shen Jinchen's hand from her waist. She had no resistance to his touch; if he held her any longer, she felt like she couldn't breathe.

"Do you want to?"

Seeing her make a move, he quickly shook off her hand. Chen Jinchen, with a wicked sense of humor, reached out again and untied her sash.

"What are you doing? You're injured now, and besides, we're on someone else's turf."

He pointed to one of his outer garments, easily parted it to reveal his inner garment. Cen Xi's face flushed red, and she quickly retorted.

"It seems you really want to, but unfortunately I am seriously injured and cannot satisfy you right now. Don't worry, my love, I will definitely satisfy you once I recover."

Seeing her embarrassed look, Shen Jinchen glanced at her teasingly, then his hand restlessly reached inside her inner garment.

"If you make another move, I'm leaving. I shouldn't have come up here."

Cen Xi yanked his hand away, glared at him angrily, and sat up abruptly to tie her clothes. She knew she wasn't one to stay put; she'd been fooled yesterday, and today she'd been fooled again. She was utterly exasperated with herself.

"I won't tease you anymore, I just miss you. Okay. You lie down, I won't do anything more, okay?"

Seeing her anger, Shen Jinchen immediately dropped his teasing expression, grabbed her, and pleaded.

This time, he didn't use his uninjured hand, but instead used his injured hand to pull Cen Xi back.

"You're being difficult again. Look at you, your arm is bleeding again. You're really my nemesis, I give up. Wait, I'll go put some medicine on it for you."

Seeing that blood was seeping from his injured hand again, Cen Xi became furious and embarrassed. Did this man even know what he was doing? He was injured, and he still wouldn't stop.

"Okay, as long as you stay with me while I sleep and don't leave my sight, I'll move less and less. I won't let the wound get hurt a second time."

Shen Jingchen looked at her with a deep, unsettling gaze, his eyes filled with a shameless expression.

Cen Xi glanced at him, then nimbly jumped off the bed, speechless as she looked up at the sky. Who was he? She really didn't want to know him.

After silently applying medicine and bandaging his wound, Cen Xi was stared at by his bewildered eyes. Unable to leave or stay, she finally gave in and climbed into bed herself.

Sigh, she had no choice but to kneel down. That's just how willful he is, what can she do? The key point is that he got injured because of her.

He and she used to scoff at the praise he received from people, and now they scoff at it even more.

This person isn't as good as they say; he's clearly someone with personality flaws! He's domineering, eccentric, and inconsiderate of others' feelings.

What gentle and refined, self-disciplined and courteous? Not a single word of it fits the description, okay?

Sure enough, other people's words are always embellished, and Shen Jinchen's evaluation was embellished even more so.

However, after getting into bed this time, Shen Jinchen didn't make any move. He seemed very tired. Cen Xi had only been lying next to him for a short while when he fell asleep with long, even breaths.

Seeing his handsome and flawless profile, Cen Xi couldn't help but reach out and touch it before lying down and falling asleep beside him.

The guest courtyard was as quiet as a chicken coop, but the entire Jun Mansion was in an uproar as many maids and servants secretly gathered together, gossiping about Cen Xi.

"Oh, you see? That woman slept in our young master's courtyard last night, and today she went to sleep at that guest, Chen Xiang's, place for another day. In all my years, I've never seen such a shameless woman."

In a secluded courtyard, two old women sat together, their faces full of gossip, chatting away.

"That's right. I also heard that she was married before. The young master's servant is her son with her ex-husband. If you ask me, this woman is beautiful, but she knows how to seduce people. The young master and that Prime Minister Shen are such good people. They were ruined by this widow. It's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung."

After the other woman finished speaking, one of the old women put down her broom and sat down directly in front of the woman who was washing clothes, and began to speak eloquently.

"That's not all. You're saying she just served the young master last night and then went to Prime Minister Shen's courtyard today? That's outrageous. Who has ever seen such a promiscuous woman? She's no different from a prostitute in a brothel."

The old woman who was washing clothes blinked, put down what she was doing, and whispered in the ear of another old woman.

"That's right! But the two noble ladies don't think that way. Yesterday, when I delivered clothes to the eldest young master, I saw him carefully instructing the servants to send her fruit. Fruit is hard to come by in the dead of winter, and the eldest young master is sending it to that little harlot. Isn't that a waste of food?"

After the old woman washing clothes finished speaking, the old woman sweeping the floor echoed her words.

"Yes! It would be so much better to reward us servants like this. It's such a waste to give it to that kind of woman. I heard from the maids in the guest quarters that she went there today and flirted and talked for a long time in the room. How long will it take for an injured person to recover after being treated like that? Oh my, she has no shame."

The old woman washing clothes rolled her eyes at you with a look of disdain, and then continued.

"That's right, women like that should be thrown into a pig cage. If you ask me, those rich people are really stupid to fall for this kind of scum. They don't even know whose child will be born."

The old woman sweeping the streets echoed her sentiments repeatedly, and after agreeing, she couldn't help but curse.

While the old women and maids were discussing it enthusiastically, Jun Jianchou's half-sister, Jun Jianling, had invited several relatives from the same clan to also be discussing it enthusiastically.

It was both the New Year and the recent disaster, so everyone gathered together, including the widowed Jun Xiaoqiao, who was invited into their residence.

As soon as she sat down, Jun Jianling smiled and launched an attack on her.