Chapter 60 Finally, I got my wallet back.

Shen Chu felt a chill run down her spine from his laughter. "Your Highness, please speak."

Pei Yuan turned around and sat back down. He picked up two pieces of each of the ten dishes on the table, filled a plate, and placed it in front of Shen Chu.

"If you eat these dishes, I will be able to see your sincerity."

Looking at the dishes covered in red oil in front of her, Shen Chu felt her throat itch before she even took a bite.

I regret it; I should have known better than to order so many spicy dishes.

"If I eat these dishes, will Your Highness return the purse to me?"

Pei Yuan crossed his arms, nodded his chin at the food on his plate, and snorted coldly:

"Chen Chu, you are not qualified to negotiate with this prince now."

Shen Chu pursed her lips, determined to get her purse back.

She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, picked up a large mouthful of food, and stuffed it into her mouth.

As soon as the food entered her mouth, she immediately felt a strong taste rushing straight to her throat, irritating the back of her tongue and causing her to cough.

"Cough cough..."

She barely dared to chew, forcing herself to swallow it down.

Pei Yuan frowned as he looked at it. Could it be that he really couldn't eat spicy food?

How could Shen Chu treat such delicious Sichuan cuisine like poison?

Hongxiu brought in the wine and was shocked to see this scene.

"Young master, how can you eat spicy food? Have you forgotten that you accidentally ate a little chili last time and your stomach ached all night?"

She exclaimed and rushed forward to snatch the plate from Shen Chu's hand.

Shen Chu turned away from her, picked up a large mouthful of vegetables glistening with red oil, and stuffed them into her mouth while coughing.

"Enough!"

Pei Yuan stood up and snatched the chopsticks from him.

At the same time, Hongxiu took the plate back and glared at Chen Chu with displeasure:

"Young master, even if you don't value your life, you can't treat your body like this."

Shen Chu was so choked by the spiciness that tears welled up in her eyes.

She fought back tears and looked at Pei Yuan with a smile, "Your Highness, may I return the purse to Chen Chu now?"

Her face flushed red from the spiciness, and her lips were a vibrant, indescribably beautiful red.

Pei Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression was somewhat cold.

He snorted lightly, "Young Master Shen, you're making me sound like a heinous criminal. Fine, I see your sincerity."

"My humble purse..."

Pei Yuan took out a purse from his pocket and handed it over.

Chen Chu's eyes lit up, and she quickly reached out to take it.

Finally got it back; it was worth eating such a big mouthful of spicy food.

Just as his hand was about to grasp the purse, Pei Yuan suddenly withdrew it.

Did I just agree to give you the purse?

The smile on Shen Chu's face vanished instantly. "Your Highness lied to me?"

Pei Yuan scoffed, "So you're allowed to lie to me and deceive me, but I can't return the favor?"

Shen Chu... is vindictive and petty.

Seeing Shen Chu's discomfitured expression, Pei Yuan felt his frustration lessen considerably.

"It seems that Lord Shen will need to work a little harder if he wants to get his purse back."

He stepped out the door with his hands behind his back, looking quite pleased with himself.

Shen Chu mentally cursed Pei Yuan's ancestors.

At that moment, her throat, tongue, and lips were burning.

Whether it was anger or the chili peppers, it ignited her entire being.

She quickly chased after him into the courtyard.

"Your Highness."

Hearing the angry voice behind him, Pei Yuan stopped, turned around, and frowned.

"What are you doing, Lord Shen?"

Shen Chu handed over a knife, saying, "If Your Highness truly wishes to cut off my hand to vent your anger, please do so."

Pei Yuan didn't move, staring intently at Shen Chu.

Shen Chu slightly raised her chin, her usually clear eyes were red, as if she was about to shed tears at any moment.

Her pert nose was red, her cheeks were pink, and her lips were even redder, making her look as if she had applied red rouge.

She was so beautiful she didn't look like a man.

His eyes flickered slightly. "Is Lord Shen forcing me, the prince?"

Shen Chu pursed her lips, suppressing the overwhelming spiciness in her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

It's so damn spicy!

"Your Majesty, I dare not. This purse is very important to me. I am foolish and cannot think of any way to appease Your Majesty."

After much thought, this is the only way to appease Your Highness. If Your Highness is still not satisfied, you may stab me twice more.

"I hope Your Highness will return the purse after you have vented your anger."

After saying that, seeing that Pei Yuan did not move, she suddenly became fierce and picked up the knife to slash her own wrist.

"I will do it myself."

The gleaming silver knife struck Shen Chu's wrist with lightning speed.

Pei Yuan's pupils contracted sharply, and in a flash, he raised his hand and knocked the knife out of Shen Chu's hand.

That's enough.

The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chen Chu looked up, her eyes brimming with tears. "Your Highness, may I return the purse to you?"

Pei Yuan pursed his thin lips, gave a cold snort, and tossed the purse to Chen Chu, "Here you go."

Shen Chu took the purse, confirmed that it was indeed hers, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Pei Yuan's lips curled down, and a hint of coldness lurked in his dark eyes.

"Chen Chu, you're really something, willing to harm yourself for a purse."

Where is your wisdom? I, the prince, have overestimated you.

He exuded a chill and turned to leave.

Chen Chu fumbled in his purse, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.

Pei Yuan seemed very angry.

Just because she used self-harm to force him to return the purse?

"Clang."

Pei Yuan slammed the door shut.

Shen Chu blinked and suddenly jumped up.

Whether she's angry or not, getting her purse back is the most important thing.

"Hongxiu, quickly bring me some cold water, I'm burning from the spiciness."

On the other side, Pei Yuan left Xizhao Hall with a cold face, and the pressure around him seemed to be able to freeze people to death.

"Your Highness."

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the side and fell straight towards him, crying out in a pitiful and weak voice.

Pei Yuanyu waved his bone fan, sending the man flying.

Shen Qingshuang fell to the ground in an extremely disheveled manner, letting out a scream.

She looked at Pei Yuan in disbelief.

It was clearly a calculated angle; she had even thought of the lines she would say when she fell into Pei Yuan's arms.

To everyone's surprise, Pei Yuan swung himself out without hesitation.

"Why does Your Highness treat Qing Shuang like this? Qing Shuang just... just tripped by accident."

Pei Yuan frowned. "You sneaked up from the side and I thought you were going to assassinate me."

"Pfft." Sun Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Shen Qingshuang.....

Doesn't Your Highness frequent brothels all year round?

How could he not understand how to cherish and protect women?

He was clearly making things difficult for himself.

Her face was filled with heartbreak. "Why does Your Highness always treat Qing Shuang coldly? Can't Your Highness see Qing Shuang's deep affection for you?"

Pei Yuan paused for a moment, then said coldly, "Heh, you Shen family members are all so cunning."

He turned and left.

Shen Qingshuang frowned. What do you mean by "each one"?

With a stern face, she ordered her maid, "Go and find out why Chen Chu invited the Sixth Prince here."

Pei Yuan returned to the Sixth Prince's residence.

Jinbao asked in a low voice, "Who made His Highness angry?"

Sun Yan recounted the events that had occurred at the Shen residence in a meticulous and methodical manner.

Jinbao couldn't help but sigh, "Our Highness hates people who don't cherish their bodies and lives. This time, Lord Shen has stepped on His Highness's taboo."

You know, Mr. Shen seems like a very smart person, so how could he do something like self-harm?

Even if it's a self-inflicted injury ruse, you can't use it so blatantly!

Sun Yan stood guard at the door, sword in hand, and said expressionlessly, "I don't know."

Jinbao rolled his eyes; he didn't need to ask Sun Yan about the wooden stake.

Inside the door, Pei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing Jin Bao's words, sensing that something was amiss.

No, he fell for Shen Chu's trick.