Oh No! Woke Up as the Short-Lived Original Wife of the Treacherous Minister

Shen Heng transmigrated into the unknown original wife of Xie Jian, the top treacherous prime minister in history (a fictional world), and moreover, she was on the road eloping with someone: moment...

Chapter 155: Facing the Light, It's Warm (2/2)

The daughter of the Prince Qing's family looked somewhat different, whether viewed from close up or from a distance. But every time this daughter appeared, Ah Heng couldn't take his eyes off her. After observing her for a long time, he concluded that Ah Heng envied this kind of life.

She was indeed a little envious, but Chen Heng was also quite satisfied with her current life, which she created with great determination. "So what do you think of this legitimate daughter?"

"How about what?"

“Just a feeling.”

How could he feel? Xie Jian looked at her strangely: "If you like it, then so be it."

Chen Heng blinked. What was she interested in? She simply asked bluntly, "Do you like girls like this?"

"I'm already married. You're my wife, and you're asking your husband such a question?" Xie Jian looked displeased and reached out to pinch Shen Heng's cheek.

Shen Heng slapped his hand away and sat up: "Get up, let's talk."

"No need to talk about it." Xie Jian knew what she wanted to talk about and turned his back.

"When I was reborn, I said that we would be brother and sister first, and when time passed, or when I found someone to spend the rest of my life with, I would get divorced." Chen Heng said.

Xie Jian sat up and looked directly into Ah Heng's clear and calm eyes: "Don't you like me the way I am now?"

"That's not what I meant."

"I know you like people like Master, and I will definitely become someone like Master in the future." Xie Jian promised seriously. Aheng didn't like him in the past, and he didn't like himself at that time, but he had no choice. He and his sister-in-law had tried those righteous and sunny methods, but no one helped them, and no one gave them a hand.

Seeing the flash of hurt in Xie Jian's cold eyes, Chen Heng remained unmoved and said gently, "Ah Jian, everyone has something they want to do. You want to redress the injustice done to your father-in-law, find your brother, become a high-ranking official, or choose the same ambition as the master. I also have something I want to do."

"Then go ahead and do it, I'll help you." As long as she didn't leave him, he would go along with her.

"People don't live by relying on another person. What I mean is that we are not suitable to be husband and wife." Chen Heng felt that her words were too modern, but she didn't know how to express it. She believed that Xie Jian understood. He was so smart that he understood it immediately.

"Not suitable? You are already my wife."

"Ajian, you will meet a woman in the future who will make your heart beat faster and haunt you. You will think about her all the time, want to see her, want to see her. Do you feel the same way about me?"

Xie Jian frowned. "Have you been reading storybooks again recently? This kind of book should be banned."

After all this talk, it all comes down to a storybook? Chen Heng felt a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat: "What does this have to do with a storybook? Men and women will naturally have their hearts fluttering and blushing in front of the person they admire."

"You look like an experienced person. Who is it that makes your heart beat faster, your face blush, and your heartbeat fast?" Xie Jian's voice, which always had a slightly cold tone, rarely showed a slight fluctuation.

"I don't have one." Even if she did, it was from her previous life, and Chen Heng didn't want to recall it.

"Then why do you speak so convincingly?"

"That's not the point."

"The point is, you are my wife now, and I am your husband now. We should only have each other in our hearts. Chen Heng, you must observe the virtues of a woman." Xie Jian said angrily.

Chen Heng: "..." What does this have to do with anything? I really can't tell.

Just lie down, turn your back, and out of sight, out of mind.

A hint of success flashed in Xie Jian's eyes, but when he lay down, he frowned again. When Ah Heng said these words, it was as if she had experienced it before. Thinking of her elopement with Li Sheng, could it be that she was not right with Li Sheng? Could it be that Cao Chunsheng? It must not be, Master?

Absolutely not.