Chapter Thirty-Seven: Xie Yanzhi's Kiss Came Without Warning

"Let go!" Shen Qingnian pushed Xie Yanzhi away. She hated him touching her!

"That was not my intention. If there is anything that has caused the Crown Prince to misunderstand, I apologize to the Crown Prince."

"The Crown Prince also used Xiao Huaiyi's matter to trick me, so we're even now!"

Shen Qingnian finished speaking with trembling hands, as if she had used up all her strength.

Xie Yanzhi simply stared at her, his deep eyes fixed on her like a predator waiting patiently for her to tire herself out.

After a long while, Shen Qingnian finally heard a sentence:

"Your word doesn't count." Xie Yanzhi stepped forward in a few strides, forcing Shen Qingnian against the pillar.

"Why must you press this so hard, Your Highness! There are so many noble ladies in this world who admire you!"

"You..." Before Shen Qingnian could finish speaking, Xie Yanzhi pulled her into his arms, grabbed the back of her head, and silenced her with a kiss.

Xie Yanzhi's kiss came without warning, with an undeniable force, as if he wanted to steal all her breath.

His knuckles gripped the back of her neck tightly, with such force that it felt like he was branding her skin.

The aggressive kiss carried a scorching heat, leaving her no room to back down.

She felt as if the entire world was completely enveloped by his presence in that instant.

Noticing her resistance, Xie Yanzhi grabbed her hands and pressed her waist tightly against his body, making her unable to move.

Shen Qingnian could only succumb to his kisses, all her thoughts crushed in this domineering entanglement.

"Now do you know whose person you are?" Xie Yanzhi released the woman whose face was flushed from the kiss.

Looking at her chapped lips, Xie Yanzhi was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"You're shameless!"

Shen Qingnian kept wiping her lips, trying to erase Xie Yanzhi's scent.

Her eyes were red, and her voice was a little hoarse; the kiss had made it hard for her to breathe.

Without Xie Yanzhi's support, she swayed precariously and was about to fall to the ground.

Xie Yanzhi pulled her close, gripped her chin, and forced her to look up at him, saying each word slowly and deliberately:

Only when I no longer want you will we be even!

When Shen Qingnian saw Xie Yanzhi's eyes filled with lust, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Xie Yanzhi reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from her forehead with his fingers.

"Go back obediently and wait to become my concubine."

"Or I'll take you right now!"

After a while, Yuan Qing saw Qing run away with red eyes, and the master walked out with a livid face and a displeased expression.

Shen Qingnian returned to Qianyue Residence. As soon as she entered the room, she lay down on the bed, hugged the quilt, and began to sob.

Ling'er didn't know what was wrong with her young mistress, but judging from her appearance, she must have suffered a great injustice.

She walked to the bedside, bent down, and patted the young lady's back.

Shen Qingnian sobbed softly for a while before raising her head.

Ling'er looked at her young mistress, whose eyes were red and whose face was swollen like a peach from crying for so long. Tears were still streaming down her face.

"Miss! What's wrong with you?" Ling'er looked at her mistress's aggrieved appearance and couldn't help but cry as well.

“Xie Yanzhi, he…” Thinking of the embarrassment Xie Yanzhi had just caused her, Shen Qingnian choked up again.

How could she possibly say that?

Such reckless words could actually come from the mouth of a prince.

She was sad for a while, until Shen Qingnian had cried until she had no more tears left to shed, and then she stopped crying.

Xie Yanzhi said he liked me and wanted to take me as his concubine.

Ling'er wasn't surprised that the eldest young master liked the young lady, but she didn't expect him to want the young lady to be his concubine!

Miss is engaged to him; if she's to be married, she should be his legal wife!

"Has the young lady agreed?"

“He can forget about it! I told him I don’t want to! If he insists on taking me, I’ll only do it when I’m dead.”

Inside Guanlan Residence.

Xie Yanzhi rubbed his temples, sitting at his desk with a frustrated expression.

He remembered what Shen Qingnian had said: if he were to force himself on her, the only way would be to take her corpse.

He hadn't expected Shen Qingnian to give him such a result.

She didn't want to be a concubine, nor did she want to be the principal wife.

She doesn't like him at all! Not even the slightest bit!

What about his confession just now? Was he just being delusional?

He, the heir of the Marquis of Jingnan, had been humiliated by her time and time again.

A woman like that is better off without. There are plenty of women in this world who would fawn over him and try to please him.

"Yuan Qing, prepare the horses!" Xie Yanzhi said coldly.

Yuan Qing noticed the displeasure in Xie Yanzhi's voice; he was clearly angered by Miss Qing.

I don't know what happened between the two of them, but in any case, the master didn't get what he wanted again.

He immediately left Guanlan Residence to prepare his horse.

Inside the Drunken Wind Pavilion, Xie Yanzhi and Mu Zichen sat in a private room drinking.

Both men were disciples of Grand Secretary Li of the current dynasty, and this was the first time Xie Yanzhi had taken the initiative to invite them to drink at Zuifeng Tower.

Mu Zichen watched Xie Yanzhi drink cup after cup, his face dark with displeasure. Anyone could see it. He teased, "Who dares to be so bold as to displease our young master?"

Xie Yanzhi took the wine cup in his hand and gulped it down in one go: "She's really bold, she manages to displease me every time."

"Her?" Mu Zichen seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

This prince, who was pure of heart and had no desires, and was like a banished immortal, also fell into the mortal world because of a woman?

He fanned himself with the fan in his hand, becoming curious about the woman.

"Who is she? Let me go and put in a good word for you."

Xie Yanzhi drank another cup: "No need, she doesn't like me."

Mu Zichen coughed violently, his face turning red from the choking. "Is there any woman in this capital who doesn't like you, Xie Yanzhi?"

Xie Yanzhi is the dream husband of every noble lady in the capital! And yet, someone dares to refuse him. Mu Zichen found it unbelievable.

He put his hand on Xie Yanzhi's shoulder and said with a grin, "Brother Yanzhi, sometimes women are just hypocritical. They may like something, but if they say they don't, they call it being reserved."

"She's different."

"All women in the world are the same."

With that, Mu Zichen went out and gave the order. A moment later, two beautiful women entered.

Mu Zichen, with his arm around one of the beauties, asked, "Do you like me?"

The beautiful woman lowered her head shyly and remained silent.

Mu Zichen said, "Look, you clearly like it a lot, but you don't say it."

Xie Yanzhi noticed a beautiful woman staring at him, so he beckoned to her. The woman immediately sat down next to him.

With red lips and white teeth, fair skin, and lowered eyes, she exuded springtime charm.

Xie Yanzhi lifted her chin with his hand: "What, you like me?"

The beautiful woman before him nodded shyly. She was both bashful and gentle.

Xie Yanzhi suddenly felt a little irritable for some reason. The beauty in front of him was also more beautiful and gentler than Shen Qingnian, and she would take the initiative to cater to him and please him.

But he just couldn't muster any interest. He even felt a bit disgusted by the strong scent of perfume on the beautiful woman.

Shen Qingnian's scent was faint, with a gentle and lingering quality.

The beautiful woman before her, noticing Xie Yanzhi staring at her, closed her eyes, anticipating his next move. Instead, Xie Yanzhi rudely shoved her chin away, got up, and left Zuifeng Tower.