Chapter 40 Two people back to back!

I asked for warm water three times.

Qian Yueshu finally exhausted all her strength, and the taut string finally relaxed.

She nestled quietly in Xiao Qingxuan's arms, her fierce aura receding like the tide, leaving only post-coital languor and comfort.

Xiao Qingxuan knew the storm had passed.

At this moment, she is...

Like a cat that has sheathed its claws, it has finally returned to its usual docile state.

But his previous unusual behavior was like a thorn, piercing even deeper into his heart.

Looking at the trembling eyelashes of the person in his arms, Xiao Qingxuan hesitated for a long time before cautiously asking, "Yue'er... can you tell me now? What... happened to you today?"

These words seemed to have unintentionally stirred up Qian Yueshu's anger.

Her body stiffened almost imperceptibly, the languor from before vanished instantly, and the suppressed anger surged up again.

"What else could it be?" She paused, seemingly trying her best to restrain herself, but ultimately couldn't hold back, her voice suddenly rising: "It's just your childhood sweetheart, she stole my clothes."

Speaking of which...

Qian Yueshu deliberately drew out her words, with a hint of vengeful pleasure: "So—I slept with her man!"

The words fell.

Xiao Qingxuan froze completely, his blood seemingly freezing in an instant.

He stared incredulously at Qian Yueshu's pretty face, flushed with anger and grievance, his mind buzzing.

I see.

All the abnormalities, all the ferocity, all the reckless intensity.

The answers are now clear.

Is he just a tool to attack Liu Yu tonight?

Then what is he?

A piece of clothing.

A tremendous sense of absurdity and a feeling of being desecrated overwhelmed him instantly.

He recalled his own despair and turmoil during that "war".

How ridiculous and pathetic it all seems at this moment.

Xiao Qingxuan opened his mouth, his throat dry and tight, but he couldn't utter a single word.

now.

The two people were clearly lying in the same bed.

It's so close.

But Xiao Qingxuan felt that there were thousands of miles between him and Qian Yueshu.

In the end, Xiao Qingxuan couldn't hold back any longer: "Qian Yueshu, what am I to you?"

The man's voice was clearly filled with anger.

"Why do you ask that?" Qian Yueshu was even angrier when she heard this: "So, your woman stole my clothes, and you're taking it out on me?"

"That's all in the past. I have no relationship with Liu Yuqing now, and I haven't even met or spoken to her."

What happened before?

Qian Yueshu scoffed, her laughter filled with sarcasm. "You mean the past is the past? You have no memory of it, or what? Are you implying that I delayed your meeting with her and prevented you from developing feelings for her?"

Her words came out like a machine gun, each one barbed and piercing him, leaving him utterly wounded.

"Qian Yueshu, don't go too far." Xiao Qingxuan was even angrier: "I, the Crown Prince, didn't even hold it against you for killing me, why are you still holding onto Liu Yu?"

"You're the hypocrite," Qian Yueshu said, her voice rising above his. "You're the Crown Prince. If you really want to sever ties with her, then kill her. You still can't bear to..."

"Qian Yueshu, you are simply unreasonable!"

"You're the hypocrite. It's clearly Liu Yu who cares about you."

"Qian Yueshu, you've really angered me." Xiao Qingxuan turned away angrily.

"Who's afraid of who?" Almost at the same moment he turned around, Qian Yueshu also resolutely turned her head, forcefully pulled the brocade quilt over herself, and wrapped herself tightly.

The two people stood back to back in an extremely confrontational posture!

The gap in the middle seemed to separate them from an insurmountable abyss.

Qian Yueshu faced inward, her body taut like a fully drawn bow, the brocade quilt only covering her waist, her nostrils filled with the ambergris scent that Xiao Qingxuan was known for.

This scent, which once brought her peace of mind, now only made her feel suffocated.

Xiao Qingxuan also had his back to her, facing outwards.

His posture appeared relaxed, but his clenched fists and slightly shrugging shoulders betrayed the anger he was trying so hard to suppress.

He closed his eyes, trying to dispel the turbulent thoughts churning in his mind.

The air seemed to freeze, with only the barely concealed breathing of the two people colliding in the silence.

Qian Yueshu's tears finally fell silently, quickly soaking the soft silk on her pillow.

She bit her lip, trying not to let out a single sob.

I can't believe I lost my composure like this today.

It's because she cares about him too much.

It was precisely because she cared that Liu Yu's existence felt like a thorn, deeply embedded in her heart.

But his questioning tonight.

This made Qian Yueshu feel...

Xiao Qingxuan couldn't see her heartache, only her "unreasonable" anger.

This feeling of being misunderstood and lonely was more despairing to her than Liu Yu's provocation.

Xiao Qingxuan felt the warmth coming from his back become clearer.

He could imagine what she looked like right now; her lips must be tightly pursed, and her eyes red-rimmed.

The anger in my heart was gradually replaced by a deep weariness and helplessness during the long silence.

He wanted to speak, to say something to break the deadlock.

But I also feel wronged and heartbroken.

Qian Yueshu was also listening intently to what was happening behind her.

There was nothing but breathing sounds.

Is he really tired of her?

Do you think someone as gentle and obedient as Liu Yu is better?

This thought tore her heart apart.

She even began to regret whether she had spoken too harshly.

But Qian Yueshu felt she had done nothing wrong.

It was clearly Liu Yu who was picking a fight.

That Liu Yu was someone he had provoked.

So what's wrong with her getting angry at him?

Amidst this constant torment and speculation, my heavy eyelids slowly closed.

Qian Yueshu is asleep.

But Xiao Qingxuan did not sleep.

He was in a daze the whole time.

Or perhaps he's waiting for Qian Yueshu to come and comfort him.

But even after she fell asleep, she still hadn't given in...

I felt the body behind me move slightly.

As if he were unconsciously turning over in his sleep, a soft, warm body gently leaned against his back.

He froze, and all his feigned indifference crumbled in an instant.

Xiao Qingxuan's heart felt as if it had been gently brushed by the softest feather.

At this moment, all the solid barriers quietly cracked open.

He remained motionless, his back to her, but his clenched fist slowly loosened.

The next day.

When Qian Yueshu woke up, she found that Xiao Qingxuan had not left.

She asked, "No court today?"

"You exhausted me last night, I have no strength left." The man said as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Damn it, I'm the one who did the work!" She bit her red lips angrily.

"So what?" Xiao Qingxuan's tone turned cold immediately: "I didn't have any fun at all last night."

Qian Yueshu's slightly calmed temper flared up again: "Xiao Qingxuan, what do you mean? You're going to make a scene with me like this because of that bitch Liu Yu?!"

She was clearly so angry she was on the verge of a breakdown.

Xiao Qingxuan retorted, "Don't swear!"