Marrying Shen Qingchen was the most advantageous deal Jiang Hexue ever made. As a contract husband, he had a myriad of benefits:
Firstly, his noble status, as Prince Heng'an, second only ...
Chapter 13 Chapter 13 I want men, sex
For the first time, Shen Qingchen suspected that his hearing was not good.
He did not push Jiang Hexue's hand away, but looked at her solemnly.
"So gentle and considerate, so thoughtful," Jiang Hexue tugged again. "Such a gentle temperament."
"Is he really His Royal Highness Prince Heng'an, the man the rumors say is to be admired from afar but not to be touched?"
Shen Qingchen stared at her for a few seconds, her anger rising to her heart, and suddenly she let out a helpless low laugh.
He actually wanted to have an argument with her just now.
It's really abnormal.
"Yesterday you complained about my cold treatment, and today you broke my head because of your consideration and suspicion. Do you know that you change your mind faster than turning the pages of a book?"
"It's still slower than turning pages, right?" Jiang Hexue tilted her head and smiled. "After all, you can finish all my homework in one lunch break and still have time to teach Aye."
"You're talking at cross purposes." Shen Qingchen scolded helplessly.
"I'm not a duck." Jiang Hexue changed the subject again and puffed out her lips. "Ducks aren't pretty or cute at all."
"...Dogs talking to cats?" Shen Qingchen reluctantly changed the subject to match her.
"The fish is talking to the cat." Jiang Hexue thought for a moment and corrected.
"How can a fish talk to a cat?" Shen Qingchen asked, pursing the corners of his lips that were about to rise.
"You look like a fish, a little angelfish." Jiang Hexue smiled. "Little Jiang Cat loves to eat little angelfish the most."
It’s just a little difficult to fish, she complained in her heart.
She had used such cruel means and seduced him so much, but he still refused her every time.
Could it be that... he likes a steady and gradual development?
Jiang Hexue felt that she probably didn't have that kind of patience.
"I'll eat you." She didn't show it on her face, but pretended to grin at him.
Shen Qingchen couldn't help laughing, she just felt that she looked so adorable.
"No more talking." He resisted the urge to pinch her face. "Hurry up and wash up. If you delay any longer, the tofu will get cold."
"If a little fish tries to be perfunctory with a little cat, it will be eaten up completely." Jiang Hexue refused to give in and nuzzled the side of his face. "Tell me, when did you become so considerate?"
Shen Qingchen was tickled by her and finally raised his hand to stop her: "It's you."
"Is it me?" Jiang Hexue narrowed her eyes with interest. "Is it Princess Heng'an, or Jiang Hexue?"
"All of them." Shen Qingchen replied.
The Princess of Heng'an can only be Jiang Hexue.
When Shen Qingchen thought about it, the tips of his ears turned slightly red. He felt that he couldn't say this sentence no matter what.
It's too embarrassing and too corny.
Besides, he had said it plainly enough last night.
His heart had long been with her, belonged to her.
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A drizzle of translucent osmanthus honey drizzled over the tender white tofu, adorned with honey-soaked red beans. Jiang Hexue generously cut a line in the middle with a jade spoon: "Half for each of you."
Shen Qingchen glanced at it, then looked at the exquisite breakfast spread on the table, without moving.
Jiang Hexue followed his gaze and understood.
Stirring the jade spoon gently, she scooped up a pool of liquid dotted with two red beans, held it in her hand, and fed it to his lips: "Ah——"
The jade spoon felt cool against her lips. Shen Qingchen turned away in shock, looking at Jiang Hexue in confusion.
She winked at him cunningly, then thought of something and turned her head to glance at the two maids serving beside her.
The two of them immediately lowered their heads, remained silent for a moment, and then knelt together: "Your servants will take their leave."
"Are you still embarrassed when there are no outsiders around?" Jiang Hexue asked considerately. "Ah——"
Shen Qingchen was really helpless. She wanted to explain, but her lips were blocked by the jade key in her hand.
He obediently opened his mouth and took the tofu in his mouth. Before he could swallow it, he saw the girl beside him slowly scooping a mouthful with the jade spoon.
The plump red beans rested on her lips, the color was more vivid than hers, and her cheeks were whiter and tenderer than tofu.
The warm and tender tofu suddenly melts between your lips and teeth, and the dense red beans and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus honey slide in together.
Shen Qingchen almost choked and coughed.
"What's wrong? Are you not used to it?" Jiang Hexue looked at him calming down, his eyes full of a triumphant smile, and asked innocently. "Did you choke? Let me help you calm down?"
"No need." The moment her hand was about to cover him, Shen Qingchen dodged decisively and moved away.
Jiang Hexue saw it all, but didn't expose it: "I heard that you left the house before noon today, but what are your plans?"
"Sorry." After a pause, Shen Qingchen said.
"I didn't tell you in advance, but today I went to take a look outside Qianxiangfang," he explained.
"You asked someone to help me run the outer room. It's a place for receiving customers and selling goods. What's there to be sorry about?" Jiang Hexue didn't care much.
He didn't respond, so she tactfully stopped talking: "And then?"
"I haven't touched your belongings without permission. I just remembered that the palace is far away from Qianxiangfang, so I wrote down the items and thought of buying you some at the palace." Shen Qingchen explained his intention. "After breakfast, please check a few things."
It was Jiang Hexue's turn to stare at him in a daze.
It was like a tiny white flower suddenly blooming in her palm. It was not cold, but the wetness of the water made her heart soften.
"I'll just take a look, what's the big deal?" After a moment's silence, Jiang Hexue feigned a casual smile. "But you, you went through so much trouble running all this way this morning, you should probably rest a little longer."
"That's fine." Shen Qingchen said again. "If everything is verified to be correct, will we send craftsmen to make it according to Qianxiangfang's specifications?"
"The room facing Merlin's is the one I think is empty." Jiang Hexue thought for a moment. "Don't fill it all up. It would be best if you could create a shelf on the wall so I can sort the spices. But don't make it too high, or I can't reach it."
She added a few more requests, and Shen Qingchen agreed to them all.
"Even if we have to work day and night to put on the swing, it will take two or three days. I'm afraid it will disturb your peace."
"Why? Inviting me to stay in your bedroom?" He always left something for her to talk about. Jiang Hexue raised an eyebrow. "Are you planning to fulfill your marital obligations?"
"There's only a plum grove between our courtyards, so I'm afraid it's hard to get some peace and quiet." Shen Qingchen remained calm despite her teasing.
"If you have an idea, just tell me. Stop wasting time." Jiang Hexue bit off a corner of the meat dumpling and sucked the soup.
"There's a hot spring inn in the suburbs of Beijing. Would you like to stay there for a few days?"
"Hot springs?!" Jiang Hexue's chopsticks trembled, nearly dropping the dumplings. "There are hot spring inns in Kyoto?"
"Hot springs are a folk custom in Liangzhou. I originally thought that there wouldn't be any in Kyoto. I was hoping to dig a hot spring pool in the clean room of the bedroom so that I wouldn't have to leave the house." She muttered.
"Are you going?"
"certainly!"
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This hot spring inn in Kyoto is very good at medicinal baths. As soon as Jiang Hexue stepped in, the servants who had been waiting for a long time took her to take a medicinal bath.
The hot spring was warm, and the strong and refreshing medicinal aroma swept away all the fatigue in her body. She rubbed the grass leaves and slowly reviewed the current events.
The first thing is the matter of the Queen Mother's musk.
Although she didn't know what Shen Qingchen's findings were, she knew that if she suddenly stopped using the musk, it would inevitably be noticed by those behind the scenes. It would be better for her to personally make incense for the Queen Mother, give it to her as a gift, and then use her curiosity to exchange for musk. This would solve this problem and make the Queen Mother have a better impression of her.
The second thing is the future operation of Qianxiangfang.
She didn't have to worry about money at the moment, but spending Chen Qingchen's money was completely different from spending her own. The princess had a lot of things to buy, so her current income was certainly not enough for her.
Besides, she couldn't explain the reason, but she didn't want others to think that Shen Qingchen married a princess who was useless except for her beauty...
He had such a good reputation and was so loved, she didn't want to be the only thing he was criticized for.
She is currently powerless to change her family background, but if Qianxiangfang can expand on a larger scale and make more profits, wouldn’t that be a good way to reverse its reputation?
My current status is not worthy of him, but there will always be a day when I will be worthy of him!
The third thing is recognizing Jiang Heye.
Jiang Hexue irritably crushed the grass leaves between his fingertips.
Jiang Heye, ah Jiang Heye, you lost your memory, so what? How did you become Princess Rongchang's lover?!
How should she do this?
Should I be the villain who breaks up the lovers, or watch him go to Qingyuan with such an identity and die?
Jiang Hexue threw the crushed grass leaves into the pond and yelled in frustration, "I'm so annoyed!"
"What are you worried about?" A cold voice sounded unexpectedly.
Jiang Hexue froze for a moment and glanced at the brocade curtain beside him.
How could she have forgotten that they were also soaking in the hot spring in the same room, separated only by two brocade curtains...
"You scared me! How could you be so quiet and silent while soaking in the hot spring?" Jiang Hexue preemptively attacked. "I forgot you were still here!"
Shen Qingchen didn't know what noise he should make.
Could it be that he was like her, sometimes slapping the water, sometimes diving down to swim, as excited as a little duck?
He is still the most unruly little duck in the water.
"What are you worried about?" he repeated.
Jiang Hexue picked out the story of Empress Dowager Su and told him about it.
"The musk was a gift from Rouyang Nianchu," Shen Qingchen said slowly. "General Funan was Rouyang's son-in-law. After he defeated Nanjing Nianchu, he brought back many treasures, and this musk was one of them."
"Princess Rouyang?" Jiang Hexue tilted her head and thought for a moment. "But isn't she the most gentle and kind one?"
Emperor Hengshun has only three princesses. Princess Changning, Shen Churong, has married into the foreign kingdom of western Yunnan. The second princess is Princess Rouyang, Shen Chutang. The youngest and most favored is Princess Rongchang, Shen Chuning.
"And isn't General Funan the nephew of the Empress's wife? Why would the two of them want to harm the Empress?" Jiang Hexue was puzzled. "The Xie family is a military family. General Funan and his father command a large military force, married a princess, and their only daughter married Prince Jin as his principal wife. With all this trust and respect, how could they still be dissatisfied?"
"You know a lot." Shen Qingchen said.
Jiang Hexue raised his chin slightly: "Although I was thrown out by the Marquis of Zhenbei, I still have the ability to make friends with noble people. I may know more about the complicated interpersonal relationships in the capital than you do."
The young man behind the brocade curtain just laughed softly.
Jiang Hexue told him what she had just thought: "Since the Queen Mother loves winter plums, I will make plum fragrance for her."
"That's fine, I'll trouble you then."
"Thank you for your hard work, I must be paid." Jiang Hexue thought and quietly got up from the hot spring. "I don't want any money either."
The brocade curtain was pulled aside with a "rustling" sound.
"I want male sex."