Will the Crown Prince Become My Ex-Husband Today?

Copywriting: *Husband chasing after divorce + slapping face.

Jiang Shuifu fell in love with Shen Jizhao at first sight and thereafter recklessly plunged into it. Her admiration for Shen Jizha...

Chapter 89 No! You can't bite! ...

Chapter 89 No! You can't bite! ...

The wind, mixed with heavy rain, blew in, seeping in through every crack in the doors and windows, forcefully and instantly whipping up the robes.

The crimson robe and scarlet skirt overlapped and complemented each other, and the scarlet skirt hem instantly covered the smooth scarlet hem, fluttering and twirling a few times before falling down in layers.

A wooden tub was churning at their feet, and the woman inside was standing in the water, her feet and calves soaked.

The man was incredibly fast; he grabbed her arms to steady her, and the wooden tub beneath her feet instantly rolled back to its upright position. At the same time, her flowing skirt, which swirled down, scattered across the water like flower petals.

Shen Jizhao was still worried and asked her if she was hurt.

Jiang Shuifu was dazed and confused.

Outside, gusts of evil wind grew even more rampant, surging and crashing towards them. The man used his body to shield her, but the wind, coming from all directions, still enveloped the woman in the water.

The woman shuddered and shrank back, causing her crimson skirt to swirl on the water's surface, creating ripples.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, his heart was stirred.

Shen Jizhao released her and planned to close the door to avoid the wind; it looked like it was going to rain all night again.

The rain grew heavier, pounding against the rooftops and eaves, and the windows were also pattered by the slanting raindrops.

The woman in the water trembled again, her eyes becoming even more unfocused.

He lifted his foot, turned his back, and was about to stride forward when suddenly he felt something soft against his back. His eyes were deep, and his dilated pupils gradually moved down to focus. It was her hands.

Surrounded by wind and rain, Jiang Shuifu felt like a small fish being tossed about by giant waves in the sea, about to be swept ashore, where she would either die of thirst or be stabbed and eaten.

She could only grasp at this straw, begging him not to abandon her, this poor little fish:

"Don't leave! If you leave, I'll bite you! Why did you abandon me?"

The man's steps froze; he could not move.

"I'm not leaving. I'm just going to close the door, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

As he spoke, the wind and rain continued to blow into the house, and he had to go and close the door.

He stood still and comforted her for a while. When he felt the woman behind him gradually becoming less nervous, he took another step. But to his surprise, the woman pressed herself against him, as if she were glued to him.

Shen Jizhao swallowed hard, stunned and bewildered. The soft touch on his back bounced against his rough skin, testing his sanity.

He knew that she had always been very well-endowed.

He sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"Do you have a fever again?"

He knew she wouldn't throw herself into his arms like that unless she was out of her mind.

He unconsciously moved forward a few inches, separating himself from her body, maintaining a proper distance and restraint; he would not take advantage of her vulnerability.

The little fish behind him fell silent. Whether she understood his words or was too weak from the high fever, she gradually let go of him.

Because she felt it was very hot.

Shen Jizhao breathed a sigh of relief, immediately went to close the doors and windows, then turned back, wanting to carry her to the bed and wrap her up.

As he approached her face, he finally noticed her current state.

Jiang Shuifu's scarlet dress was already mostly wet, with the waist and below completely dark, only her upper body was still clean. At this moment, she looked like a hibiscus flower with a gradient effect, beautiful and alluring.

Moving my gaze upwards, I noticed her face was flushed, and her eyes were fixed; it was clear she had a fever.

She was also sizing him up. His fish was a dark crimson color, which looked strange and aggressive, so she became more vigilant.

The reason Shen Jizhao also wore the same style that they bought together was because he wanted to match her, and also because it was her favorite color.

He looked down and grabbed her waist, about to pick her up, but her teeth were faster than him.

She bit his cheek, and blood immediately appeared.

He paused, then released his hand from her waist, loosely pulling her close.

Not satisfied with that, she bit even harder, leaving him defenseless.

Jiang Shuifu punished him angrily. She had told him not to leave her, not to leave her, yet he still threw her into boiling water, scalding her feet until they turned bright red.

She gradually lost her strength, her tone tinged with grievance, and she tentatively looked up at him, asking:

Are you still going to burn me?

Shen Jizhao snapped out of his daze, staring at her with a lingering gaze. He then understood the meaning behind her words and looked at her feet. Her skirt was swaying in the water, with only a few bright red toes faintly visible.

He was about to take her out immediately, but his silence was interpreted by Xiaoyu as disagreement.

Since she disagreed, she wouldn't let him off the hook.

She took advantage of the moment he lowered his head and bit him again. This time, her strength wasn't heavy, but it was still quite shocking.

The man was instantly jolted, his entire body involuntarily erupting with a dense, tingling sensation, his skin trembling.

That's because the spot where she bit him was just a finger's width away from the corner of his mouth.

He was stunned, frozen, only his eyes remained readable, shimmering with a subtle, profound depth.

But she hadn't gone all out yet. She started gnawing and biting, targeting his softest and most vulnerable spots, determined to make him regret it.

But this force was merely grinding and crushing to him; yet it was precisely this force that truly tormented him.

A hidden flame flickered in his eyes, and his mind was completely incapable of thinking.

As the fish continued to bite, it spotted a spot, its eyes gleaming, and it opened its two rows of hard teeth to bite down.

As the woman loomed larger before him, the man realized she was up to something. In a split second, he suppressed his wicked instincts, pushed her away, and took a step back.

"Can't!"

She wanted to bite the corner of his mouth!

Don't bite that spot!

The fish was pushed aside and stumbled into the water, creating a splash.

Shen Jizhao snapped out of his daze and reached out to scoop her up again to prevent her from choking.

This time he had her wrapped around his little finger and was about to carry her to bed.

But how could she give up? She grabbed his neck and bit him, trying to bite his lips, but he dodged and dodged, so she couldn't get her way. Then she moved on to another spot, and instantly, blood appeared on his neck.

His neck was particularly sensitive, and the veins on almost every part of his neck were bulging.

He could only grit his teeth and continue to dodge, while the little fish in his arms seemed tireless in its biting and nibbling. He sighed:

"I really can't do anything with you. Stop biting me. I won't burn you; I'll burn you even more!"

The little fish in his arms had lost her strength and stopped fussing after hearing his answer. She tucked her red, bare feet in.

Seeing that he was almost at the bedside, Shen Jizhao finally decided to put this hot potato down.

But as soon as he touched the bed, the little fish in his arms instantly started jumping around and stepped onto his robes.

His body was suddenly pulled like that, and he was caught off guard by the force of the impact, which caused him to stagger, knock off the bed curtains, and then kneel on the bed.

At the same time, a "ripping!" sound echoed throughout the small space of the bed.

Then came another tearing sound.

She also stepped onto her own skirt.

In an instant, their clothes were torn and trampled to shreds!

Shen Jizhao was drawn to the sound and immediately looked up.

At this moment, only the hibiscus-colored bed, the hibiscus-colored person, and the hibiscus-colored undergarments and panties remained between heaven and earth...

The hibiscus-colored underpants covered her completely, but the hibiscus-colored blouse couldn't; spread out, it was as soft as water...

Shen Jizhao's breathing quickened instantly, and his wide eyes immediately looked down, no longer seeing the scenery.

But he was quite surprised, and his searching gaze fell on the dilapidated area.

Why is this garment in such a terrible state?

It tears easily!

The crucial point is that those two places are exactly the ones that are rotten!

The fish on the bed stirred and swam around, and he immediately calmed down, turned around, and faced away from her.

He tried to calm himself, but the details of what had just happened kept replaying in his mind.

The garment was characterized by its dense weave and the intricate floral patterns, which were concentrated in just three places.

There's another place, on the buttocks.

There was a small, inconspicuous ball on his buttocks, but he noticed it.

He immediately looked down, and his robes revealed the same round hole!

It turns out that every single intertwined branch pattern has a purpose!

Realizing something, he instantly remembered a saying: "Newlywed outfits, matching styles for the couple that complement each other!"

Moreover, the shopkeeper seemed to have given him a look, a look that, in retrospect, was subtle and obscure!

And then I thought about how that shop also sold things related to intimate pleasures!

He realized that this was not only a new garment to cover his body, but also a revealing and erotic garment!

To be precise, it's not one item, it's a set!

So the "complementary" that the shopkeeper mentioned refers to this method of complementarity.

Shen Jizhao never expected that his momentary lapse in attention would lead to such consequences. If she woke up and found her clothes in such a state, he would be accused of a crime he could not bear, and he would be forever nailed to the pillar of shame.

He was somewhat annoyed and was about to get up to brew the medicine when suddenly a pair of feet appeared in his line of sight.

These feet are small, delicate, and rosy, with ten toes that are extremely red and beautiful. They curl up and move around from time to time, their movements subtle yet increasingly alluring.

It was as ticklish as wanting to dye her nails.

He immediately got up to brew the medicine, as it was not advisable to stay here any longer.

As for her feet, although they were scalded, it was nothing serious; the heat would subside in a while.

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Fortunately, Jiang Shuifu's fever wasn't high this time, and it subsided after just one night.

The next few days were also filled with rain. To prevent her from catching a cold again, Shen Jizhao kept the doors and windows tightly closed and brought her meals inside.

She hadn't been able to get out of bed for several days, and she was in a bad mood because he forced her to take her medicine every day.

She was already better, but he still forced her to take medicine.

"It's my fault. I forced you to jump into the river. Now even a slight breeze has made you catch a cold. How can you not take medicine and take care of your body?"

Jiang Shuifu just wouldn't eat; she's already recovered, why would she need medicine?

"I want to go out and play!"

Shen Jizhao agreed, but she still had to take the medicine.

Fortunately, the rain only lasted a few days, and the day was sunny again.

This time, Shen Jizhao not only brought her along, but also peaches, and they went down the mountain together to go to the early market.

He went back to selling vegetables. To be precise, he had been selling them all along, but he stopped for a few days when she was sick.

As soon as he went to the stall, the old ladies on either side started chattering again, looking at him with disdain:

"Haven't been here for quite some time, have you? I'm afraid that pretty woman has run off to chase after him?"

"Oh dear, how incomparable! Instead of selling perfectly good vegetables, you insist on becoming a beggar! You earn a day's worth of money, and he spends it all in the blink of an eye. What a spendthrift!"

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Jiang Shuifu was eating wontons with peaches. Her mother-in-law looked at her with even more kindness and gave them two fried eggs to eat. They ate very happily, but she could feel her mother-in-law glancing at her from time to time, as if she wanted to say something but stopped, as if she was holding her breath.

But when she looked back, her mother-in-law would immediately turn away and ignore her.

She felt something was off, but continued eating on her own.

I don't know why, but it doesn't taste as good as the food I bought from the mountain a few days ago.

It was the first time for Pan Tao to come to the morning market, so naturally she was curious about everything and very excited, wandering around and eating things here and there.

Jiang Shuifu went to the bookstore to buy storybooks, while Pan Tao went to see a variety show; all the money spent was Shen Jizhao's.

After shopping for quite a while, until they were both tired, they chatted and laughed as they headed back with a huge pile of things.

Shen Jizhao had finished selling his vegetables and handed over the money as soon as he saw her.

Jiang Shuifu accepted it with practiced ease, thinking it wouldn't hurt to refuse.

But this scene stung the eyes of others. Many women who had come specifically to buy Shizukujo-sou dish twisted their handkerchiefs at the sight, their eyes filled with jealousy and anger.

In their eyes, Shen Jizhao was not only good-looking, but also generous. If they married him, they would definitely live a good life. At the very least, they would be loving and affectionate and wouldn't have to suffer too much from others' disdain.

As a result, Jiang Shuifu attracted a lot of envious glances, which almost overwhelmed her.

She seemed to have returned to the past, when she was still his crown princess. People looked at her with the same disdain, shooting their eyes at her, clearly telling her that she was not good enough for him, that she was not worthy.

Not only unmarried women gossiped about it, but even the most talkative women and old ladies chimed in, subtly criticizing it:

"Oh my, if this were my daughter, I'd beat her to death! Who does she think she is, making a man hand over money like that!"

"Yes, she looks like a woman with a dirty backside. Such a promiscuous woman is a disgrace to the family. If she were my wife, I would definitely divorce her and make her jump into the river to commit suicide!"

Pan Tao couldn't stand it anymore and rolled up her sleeves, ready to fight. Jiang Shuifu pulled back her distant memories and couldn't help but sneer. No matter where they went, women in the world still willingly prostrated themselves at the feet of men, kneeling and licking their boots, worshipping them as gods.

But she can't anymore.

Just as she was about to speak up to defend herself, a figure shielded her behind him, protecting her completely from any harm. A cold voice spoke first:

"She's not my wife, I can't marry her, it's all wishful thinking on my part! I'm the one who shamelessly pursued and pestered her! She's innocent! If she'd even give me a smile, I'd risk my life for her! I'm the one who doesn't deserve her. Regardless of whether I risked everything to pursue her, and regardless of the outcome, she's the best. Her goodness isn't because of my affection, not because of anyone else's affection! It's solely because of herself! You've insulted the wrong person! If you continue with your reckless words, this won't be just a simple warning!"

Having concealed his brilliance, Shen Jizhao revealed for the first time the unique aura of a crown prince, seeking justice for her.

This was also the first time he didn't define or bind her by his identity as a woman.

She was just an ordinary person, and had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, there is no need to be bothered by these harsh rumors.

She walked forward, and the man behind her didn't dare to follow, only lowering his head.

"I'm sorry, it's always because of me. It won't happen again."

Regardless of whether there is a future.

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Author's note: Hmm, continuing the pursuit of my wife [eating melon emoji]