With the Emperor's birthday approaching, the Prince of Zhenbei is required to bring his family to the capital to offer birthday greetings.
Before leaving, Li Yuheng floated above the trunk, watching the maid pack his belongings.
"I don't want this one; the color is too plain and doesn't suit the prince's elegance."
He touched a moon-white dress with his fingertip, and the maidservant, completely unaware, moved the dress away on her own.
Shu Bai sat in front of the mirror, her hair being tied up. She glanced at him through the mirror and asked, "What trouble are you causing now?"
“I’ll help you with the selection. In the novel, the people in the capital are used to judging people by their clothes, so we have to overwhelm them with our presence.”
His gaze swept over a crimson robe, and he shook his head: "This one won't do either, it's too old-fashioned, like you're going to be someone's father."
She then pointed to a bamboo-green long gown: "This one is fine. It's elegant yet noble, and it suits you well."
Just then, the maid picked up the bamboo-green robe and put it into the box.
Shu Bai closed his eyes and rested to himself.
Li Yuheng floated behind him and examined his face in the mirror.
"Tsk, my wife looks good in everything."
Shu Bai didn't even open her eyes, and transmitted her voice to him: "...Don't have any bad thoughts."
"You won't even let me tell the truth?" Li Yuheng leaned close to his ear. "Do you think those young ladies and gentlemen in the capital would faint if they knew that the Prince of Zhenbei's heir had married a male ghost?"
"You can give it a try."
"Forget it, how can mortals casually admire my splendor?"
Li Yuheng suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up: "That's right, I also need to prepare a few decent outfits. It's my first time officially entering the capital, so I can't be impolite."
Shu Bai finally opened her eyes and glanced at him sideways: "...Who else do you want to see you?"
Upon hearing this, Li Yuheng immediately bent down, placing his hands on either side of the dressing table to encircle the seated Shu Bai in front of him, even though this posture offered no real obstruction.
He raised an eyebrow, his smile carrying a deeper meaning:
"What, Your Highness? Are you worried that my brilliance might attract unwanted attention?"
"I'm afraid that if you reveal yourself, you might frighten passersby, and I'll have to apologize to you."
"Don't worry," Li Yuheng straightened up, "Even if I only have a wisp of my soul left, it will be an exceptionally beautiful one. I guarantee it will only dazzle the eyes, not scare anyone."
Shu Bai: "..."
He closed his eyes again, deciding not to say anything more.
Li Yuheng, on the other hand, was in a great mood, humming an off-key tune as he continued to point at the luggage.
…
The convoy set off.
Li Yuheng naturally and sparsely white are in the same carriage.
The carriage was spacious and comfortable, but he felt like he had nails in his butt and couldn't sit still at all.
"Shubai, look at that cloud, doesn't it look like the little dog I conjured up for you last time?"
"No, but I feel it looks a lot like you."
"...Heh, this is the first time I've seen someone praise Yun in such a refined and elegant way. Are you indirectly saying I'm cute? Okay, I admit it, you're very good with words."
"..."
Shu Bai didn't reply, only letting out a barely audible hum from his throat.
He sank deep into the cushions, crossed his arms over his chest, and glanced sideways at the restless person opposite him.
Those eyes clearly said: Please continue your performance. Let me see what kind of trouble you're up to today.
Li Yuheng clicked his tongue inwardly.
He suddenly became serious and pointed to the inner wall of the carriage: "By the way, try resting your head against the inner wall of the carriage. I heard that you will have a very strange feeling, like you can hear the heartbeat of the wood."
Li Yuheng secretly plotted: once Shu Bai leaned closer, he would...
Shu Bai glanced at his restless fingertips and said slowly, "...No. Unless you let me see it first."
“No, no,” Li Yuheng said righteously, “Such wonderful features should be appreciated by the Crown Prince first.”
"The world follows the whims of ghosts." Shu Bai remained unmoved.
“Ghosts follow the world.” Li Yuheng insisted.
The two stared at each other for a moment.
Li Yuheng suddenly smiled and took Shu Bai's hand: "Since we can't reach an agreement, let's do it together?"
Shu Bai lowered her eyes, glancing at her hand that he was holding tightly. Instead of pulling away, she looked up to meet his gaze, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Fine. Count to three?"
"one."
"two."
"three!"
After he finished speaking, neither of them moved.
Li Yuheng chuckled: "Shu Bai, you're pretty wary of me."
"Same here. If you had been pinned to the windowsill and tormented until the wee hours last night, you would have done the same."
"Aren't you happy?"
"...Li Yuheng, don't force me to slap you."
Li Yuheng suddenly dropped his joking expression and sighed, "Sigh, Shu Bai, to be honest, I'm a little bored."
"...What do you want now?"
This is the sentence that Li Yuheng and others were referring to.
"Simple. You let me kiss you, or I kiss you. One or the other, fair enough?"
Before Shu Bai could react, Li Yuheng approached with a grin.
"Just kidding."
Before he finished speaking, he had already darted to the other side, scooped up Shu Bai, and placed her steadily on his lap.
With his palm pressed against his lower back, a cool, ghostly energy slowly seeped in.
"Don't move," Li Yuheng said, pulling his arms back and resting his chin lightly on Li Yuheng's shoulder. "Let me massage your back."
Shu Bai stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, leaning back casually and sinking into Li Yuheng's arms.
"At least you still have some conscience."
Li Yuheng chuckled softly, a ghostly force flowing through his palm: "Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Barely, barely."
…
Shu Bai closed his eyes, his breathing steady and long, as if he were truly asleep.
Li Yuheng stared at his face, which was so close to hers. His eyelashes cast fine shadows under his eyes, and his lips were a pale red from the earlier commotion.
He smiled with narrowed eyes, then quietly lowered his head and quickly gave Shu Bai a kiss on the lips.
After the kiss, he immediately straightened up and pretended nothing had happened.
Shu Bai kept his eyes closed, but a soft sneer escaped his throat:
"Li Yuheng, you've really gotten bold. Stealing a kiss, huh?"
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow, his smile both arrogant and candid:
"So what? It's only natural for me to kiss my wife. Besides, you were clearly not asleep just now, what are you pretending for?"
"Testing the conscience of a certain ghost, understand?"
"And then what happened?"
"As expected, they have no bottom line."
"...It seems you know nothing about my strength—and there's something even more shameless about it!"
Li Yuheng suddenly cupped Shu Bai's face in his hands and launched a storm of kisses without saying a word.
The sounds of "pop pop pop" echoed throughout the carriage.
Shu Bai felt as if her face had just undergone a thorough moisturizing spa treatment; it was warm, moist, and sticky.
He was so overwhelmed by the pounding rain that his scalp tingled. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he suddenly opened his eyes, only to be met with Li Yuheng's magnified, smug face.
"Li Yuheng! Stop kissing me!"
Shu Bai raised her hand to push away that unrestrained face: "My face is covered in your drool!"
Li Yuheng's face was rubbed so much that his features were out of shape and his mouth was squeezed crooked. He was still mumbling indistinctly, "No... you can kiss me back... I don't mind."
Shu Bai stared at Li Yuheng's face, which was distorted by his own hand, and sneered.
"Kiss me back? It's not even dark yet, and you're already dreaming?" He squeezed the face harder with his fingertips, making it flatter. "I'll turn your face into a sauerkraut!"
Li Yuheng protested vaguely: "I'm naturally beautiful..."
"Shut up, you naturally thick-skinned Li Yuheng."
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