Chapter 40. Paranoia and her were crammed into the same womb...

Shen Yun's kisses were fiercer than ever before, as if he was venting something. Each time he thrust in and went all the way in. Lin Shutang was forced to tilt her head back and endure his overwhelming and suffocating entanglement.

He swallowed his rapid breaths insatiably, his mouth full of her tongue, grinding it fiercely, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

He kissed the back of her neck haphazardly, then opened his mouth and bit down hard on her smooth, snowy skin. Lin Shutang opened her tear-filled eyes and gasped, "It hurts."

"Does it hurt?" He moved his ear closer, asking in a questioning tone, as if genuinely curious. His breath was clearly hot and moist, yet his voice was as cold and slippery as a venomous snake. "Did you feel any pain when Ah Tang risked her life?"

He gently kissed the sensitive skin behind her ear, then licked it with the tip of his tongue. Lin Shutang shuddered uncontrollably, and as she trembled, Shen Yun bit her earlobe. Pain and itchiness came at the same time, and Lin Shutang felt a tingling sensation all over her body, which went limp.

Lin Shutang grasped his wrist, her eyelashes damp with tears, "Don't...don't do this..."

She bent her legs, and the insteps of her feet turned bluish-white.

"But it's so tight." Shen Jun pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes deep and dark, staring intently at Lin Shutang's expression, not missing a single detail.

Unlike his restrained demeanor, his voice was extremely thick and hoarse, slow and soothing, "What if I can't get out?"

Lin Shutang's cheeks were flushed, and the tips of her fingers that were pressing down on him were also stained crimson. She was so weak and powerless that she could not stop Shen Jun's movements at all.

She was breathing heavily, her brows slightly furrowed, nestled in Shen Jun's chest. Her pale lips were rubbed raw and swollen, like red beans on a branch ready to be picked.

Tears welled up in her eyes and splattered onto the brocade face. Lin Shutang bit her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the shameful sounds escaping her throat.

He's bullying me again.

Lin Shutang was unwilling to let him have his way, and the more he tormented her, the tighter she bit her lower lip.

She was so stubborn that she wouldn't say a word to him, even now, she rejected the desire he offered, refusing to succumb to it. She was silently resisting him.

Shen Yun's eyes were deep as he lowered his gaze to take in her every move.

The tip of his tongue lightly licked the inner sharp teeth, the movement unhurried and deliberate.

After three years of marriage and countless days and nights together, he knew her well and had enough ways to soften her stubbornness.

Lin Shutang snorted and grunted, grabbing his arm and digging her fingertips into it tightly.

She finally looked up at him, her eyes unfocused, yet she tried her best to suppress that hint of disgust.

"What... exactly do you want to do..." The tone was fiercely bitten out, but it was easily changed by Shen Yun's deliberate harshness.

It made my mouth dry, and it sounded like flirting.

Shen Yun lowered his head and touched the tip of her nose, then turned his head to kiss her soft red lips, laughing so hard that his chest trembled, "I will... be you."

The tip of my tongue went deep... and completely blocked it...

-

Lin Shutang lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Shen Yun brushed the stray hairs from her ear and pulled the brocade quilt over her.

He turned and walked out of the inner room. He poured himself a cup of cold tea and drank it down to suppress the thick, bitter taste of the medicine on his lips and teeth.

She doesn't like taking medicine, yet she loves to torture herself.

Shen Yun turned her head and glanced at the figure sleeping soundly behind the thin curtain. The porcelain-like face was breathing lightly, and the fierce and prickly guardedness that she had when she was awake had faded.

They're so cute I wish I could swallow them whole.

Shen Yun poured herself another cup of cold tea, drank it all, and then went outside.

The door was pushed open, and the royal physician had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. Seeing Shen Yun stride towards him, wiping her knuckles with a handkerchief, she stopped in front of him without even looking up. "How is she?"

The physician bowed and clasped his hands together. "The lady spent some time on Mount Jiuli a few days ago, and her depression has dissipated considerably."

He paused, then added, "But upon closer inspection now, it seems there's a sense of stagnation and stagnation."

"In my opinion, we should follow Madam's wishes."

Go along with her wishes? Shen Yun scoffed coldly.

She had already planned to escape from Mount Jiuli, and the pent-up frustration in her heart dissipated completely.

All she could think of was leaving, departing!

Is being by his side really this painful?

Shen Yun's expression turned extremely cold. Ever since giving birth, her temper had become unusually strange. The gentleness and obedience she had shown over the past three years were completely gone.

She hated him so much that she wouldn't even look at her child.

He could go along with whatever she wanted, see whomever she wanted, or achieve whatever she wanted; he could turn a blind eye to it all.

The only option is to leave; don't even think about it!

Even if I were to die, I could only die beside him...

"Prepare the medicine according to her condition." Shen Yun said wearily, pausing slightly as she left, then thought for a moment, "Don't make it too bitter."

Having said that, he walked toward Chen Yan's room.

Shenyan is now eight months old and has grown quite a bit taller, so the cradle has been replaced with a larger one.

Her skin was fair and soft, like a cloud. Looking at her, one couldn't help but feel joy.

The eyes, as big as black grapes, were initially staring haphazardly at the roof beams, but suddenly, as if by telepathy, they stared straight at Shen Yun as he walked in. As he got closer, it let out a soft, gurgling laugh.

With its arms flailing in the air, it's as if it's about to hug you.

The frost on Shen Yun's face disappeared, and she bent down to pick up Shen Yan.

The wet nurse, who was standing by, was also infected by Shen Yan's laughter and was no longer afraid of Shen Yun.

"The young prince is so well-behaved. Everyone in the manor likes to tease him. He is in high spirits. I just carried him back from sunbathing for a while, and he is not sleepy at all."

Shen Yun tilted her head slightly. "You're the one who usually takes care of me?"

"Yes. When we entered the Crane Garden a few days ago, this servant accompanied us."

"Go to the front yard to collect your reward."

"Thank you, Your Highness." The wet nurse smiled and curtsied. Seeing Shen Yan waving her hands to touch Shen Yun's face, she continued, "It's amazing how blood ties work. Look how affectionate the little prince is with Your Highness. No matter how others tease the little prince, he's never this clingy."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yun grasped Shen Yan's small hand, his pupils darkening slightly.

Blood ties...

If he shares the same bloodline as Lin Shutang... even if she despises him, she can't escape him.

They were bound together in life, and they will be buried together in death.

He would share a womb with her, connected by the same umbilical cord, and flowing with the same blood.

They would grow up together. He would witness every facet of her life and enter the most forbidden places within her. They would be naked, gazing into each other's eyes, entwined. Every inch of skin he touched would tremble, every secret he visited would blossom because of him. He would kiss, measure, and watch the subtle changes in her that only he could perceive year after year.

They will be the closest people in the world, and no one can interfere. Not even she can sever this connection.

...What a pity.

Shen Yun slowly exhaled, her pupils clouded with a layer of turbidity.

There is nothing between them.

He could only pin his hopes on this child, connecting her with the blood flowing between the two of them, but she loathed him so much that she loathed the child as well.

She really is... impervious to both soft and hard approaches.

Shen Yun licked the sharp teeth on the inside of his mouth and grinned maliciously.

The sound was soft and gentle, like a cold autumn breeze, the chill seeping in through the back of the wet nurse's neck along her collar.

She lowered her head in fear, her breathing slowed, and she dared not utter another word.

Although I really don't know which of my words offended the Crown Prince.

-

During the few days that Lin Shutang was bedridden, Zhao Mingzhu sent several visiting cards, but Shen Yun stopped them each time.

Shen Zhixi also came up empty-handed every time.

It's said that Lin Shutang encountered the assassin while looking for her on the pleasure boat that day. Shen Zhixi was genuinely afraid that Shen Yun would retaliate against her because of this.

She was even more anxious because she was afraid that this matter would be exposed to her father and mother.

However, the gates of Jingyuan Residence were never opened to her. Fortunately, despite her anxiety for several days, the second branch of the family did not receive any warning from Shen Yun.

Shen Zhixi gradually calmed down.

The gates of Jingyuan Residence were tightly shut, and all those who wanted to visit Lin Shutang were turned away at the door; no one could get in.

Even the old lady's wish to send a nanny to check on Lin Shutang was stopped. As a result, no one knows Lin Shutang's current situation.

The physician who treated Lin Shutang stayed in the west wing.

Jingyuan Residence was so well-kept that it was as guarded as it had been when the two first got married.

Lin Shutang was initially unaware of the changes at Jingyuan Residence. Later, as the wounds on her back gradually scabbed over and she was able to get out of bed and walk around, she gradually became aware of the changes.

The guards changing shifts outside the courtyard, the hawk-like eyes of the servants under the eaves, the maids hurrying by with their heads down... all these things made Lin Shutang alertly sense something was amiss.

The afternoon sun shone brightly, but Lin Shutang broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking back on this period of time, Shen Yun personally served her every day, appearing before her frequently and earnestly, his dark eyes and smiling lips always present when he looked at her...

he……

"What are you looking at?" A cool voice rang in her ears, and Lin Shutang shivered. She turned her head and met Shen Yun's smiling eyes.

It was as dark and deep as a pool, its bottom unseen. Only when a gentle breeze blew across its surface did tiny ripples appear. When it tilted its head to look at Lin Shutang, it seemed to be scrutinizing, appraising, and probing.

Like a beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood, it lurks in the shadows, motionless, watching its prey.

Lin Shutang didn't know how long he had been standing behind her, but his current appearance was so similar to his former self.

That wary, aggressive, inhuman creature, ready to bite off her neck at any moment.

Did he discover something?

Lin Shutang was filled with a thousand thoughts, and felt a chill run down his spine when he met Shen Yun's intense gaze.

She turned her head away. "It's nothing, I'm going in now."

After saying that, she tried to turn to the side of Shen Yun, but he picked her up and carried her into the room.

His hands gripped her waist tightly, holding her close in his arms. His breath filled her with the cold scent of pine wood, enveloping her with a suffocating possessiveness and a morbid intensity.

Lin Shutang looked up and saw his chin hard and cold, his dark pupils staring straight ahead, icy and devoid of warmth.

Feeling the gaze of the person in his arms, he turned his eyes to look at her, his gaze like the gentle flow of spring water cascading from an icy river, and even a smile appeared on his lips.

But Lin Shutang always felt that his smile didn't reach his eyes, and even when the ice was broken, it still carried a chill.

He placed her on the bed, tenderly covered her with a brocade quilt, and gently tucked the corner of the blanket in. "What's wrong?"

Lin Shutang lowered her eyes. "I'm going to sleep."

She was unusually docile and didn't provoke him. She slowly lay down, pulled the brocade quilt over herself, and seemed genuinely sleepy.

The atmosphere inside Jingyuan Residence was off, and Shen Yun was also acting strangely...