Xiao Chengjing caught her mischievous fingers, holding them in his palm, and scoffed, "Business? Does negotiating business require such... ostentatious smiles?" He recalled how she had been all smiles and laughter with those men when they entered, and the nameless anger in his heart surged up again. He leaned down and punished her by lightly biting her sensitive earlobe, his voice dangerously husky: "Has Your Highness forgotten... what you promised me last night?"

Shen Yuewei trembled as he bit her, her ears instantly turning bright red. Remembering the scene from last night where he had tormented her until she begged for mercy, her legs went weak. She quickly pleaded, "I haven't forgotten! I know I was wrong! Your Highness, please forgive me! I won't dare do it again!"

"Dare not?" Xiao Chengjing clearly didn't believe him. He tightened his arms around her waist, and his other hand was already restlessly reaching for the buttons on her clothes. His eyes were dark. "I think the princess is quite bold. It seems... the 'lesson' last night wasn't profound enough." He lowered his head, as if to kiss her again.

"Your Highness!" Shen Yuewei was so frightened that she quickly covered his mouth, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled with a seductive charm. "This is in the shop! If someone hears this... will I still be able to live with myself? Tonight... tonight when we go back, Your Highness... will decide what to do with me, okay?" The last few words were spoken in a voice as low as a mosquito's buzz.

Seeing her embarrassed and pleading expression, Xiao Chengjing's jealousy and anger subsided slightly, replaced by a burning possessiveness that belonged only to her. His Adam's apple bobbed, and ultimately, mindful of the occasion, he loosened his grip slightly, but still held her close in his arms. He lowered his head and planted a deep kiss on her smooth forehead, his voice carrying an undeniable declaration: "Remember your words. Tonight... double the amount."

Shen Yuewei leaned against him, feeling his steady, strong heartbeat and undisguised possessiveness, a sweet warmth filling her heart. She softly hummed in agreement, a subtle smile playing on her lips. This man, when he's jealous…it's actually quite adorable.

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**Prince Jing's Residence - Warm Pavilion**

Lin Qingwan was holding up several newly arrived, shimmering bolts of brocade, gesturing at Shen Yuewei: "Sister Yuewei, look at this begonia red one, it complements your skin tone perfectly, it'd be perfect for a New Year's jacket! And this moon-white one, it'll be used to make a robe for the Prince..."

Shen Wenbai sat with his legs crossed to the side, playing with a newly acquired purple clay teapot in his hand. Watching his wife busy herself around, he couldn't help but say sourly, "Wan'er, now you only have Yuewei and the Prince in your eyes and heart? You haven't even glanced at my new 'Beauty Shoulder' (the name of the purple clay teapot)!"

Lin Qingwan didn't even look up, and said reproachfully, "Your teapots and cups are practically filling the whole room! Do you think I'll even glance at this one? Besides," she put down the material, walked to Shen Wenbai's side, picked up the purple clay teapot in his hand, and examined it carefully, her eyes filled with amusement, "This teapot shape is quite nice, and the clay is excellent. However..." She deliberately dragged out her words, leaned close to Shen Wenbai's ear, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of mischief, "Compared to the prince's 'obsessive' affection for Yuewei, this teapot of yours is still lacking a bit of 'impression'!"

Shen Wenbai blushed at her words, then became smug again, wrapped his arm around his wife's waist, and lowered his voice, saying with a hint of roguishness, "What? Envious? Then your husband will 'cling' to you tonight too? I guarantee it'll be even more 'skilled' than the prince's!"

"Are you kidding me?!" Lin Qingwan blushed deeply, lightly punching him, her eyes sparkling with undisguised sweetness. "The children are all here! You're so unruly!"

On the warm kang (heated brick bed), An'an was playing with building blocks with Kang Kang. Kang Kang could already sit up quite steadily, and his little hands clumsily grabbed a block and tried to put it on top of his sister's "tall building." With a "crash," the building collapsed. An'an wasn't annoyed; instead, she giggled, "Kang Kang is so great! You knocked down the bad guy's house!" Seeing his sister laugh, Kang Kang grinned, revealing a few tiny teeth, drool dripping from his mouth.