Chapter 113: Disease Name, Lovesickness
Shang Xi walked and walked until he arrived at Fuqiu Garden.
It was already very late at this time, and Fuqiu Garden was pitch black.
Only the snow on the eaves reflects the moonlight, and the faint light reflected allows people to see the road ahead clearly.
Shang Xi walked into the main house where Xiao Ning lived.
He took out a tinder, lit a lamp, and walked around the house carrying it.
He only stayed in this room for a few hours on his wedding day.
But now standing inside, I just feel familiar...
He walked around and came to the closet, twisted it with his fingertips, and finally opened it.
Her clothes were hanging in the closet, mostly blue. He pulled out one and lowered his head to take a deep sniff.
It's the smell of her.
It smells so good...
The depression in my heart dissipated a little, and my mood became much calmer.
He knew that his current behavior was very strange.
But he couldn't control himself anymore...
He seems...sick.
The name of the disease is lovesickness.
Shang Xi held the clothes, took another greedy deep sniff, and then reluctantly put the clothes away.
Closing the closet blocked out her scent, and a sense of emptiness welled up in his heart. He hesitated, raised his hand, and knocked on the closet. After a long time, he finally opened the closet and took out the dress.
He held the clothes in his arms and rubbed them gently with his cheek.
It was as if...he was holding her in his arms.
I feel a little more fulfilled.
Walked around the room again.
Looking at the traces of her past life, imagining her expression and movements back then.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
When I came to the bed, I saw the little wooden figure standing alone on the bedside cabinet.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the little wooden figure, and held it in front of him.
The old man has excellent craftsmanship and his wood carvings are lifelike.
Even the cheerful look on his face was exactly the same as hers.
Shang Xi's lips curled up.
He lightly touched the wooden sculpture's cheek with his fingertips.
The hard wood has no temperature and feels cold in the hand...
But this is the only thing he can touch at this moment...
Shang Xi brought the wooden sculpture to his lips, closed his eyes and pressed his lips against its forehead.
A very pious gesture.
"Xiao Yanqing...what should I do? I still like you so much..."
He murmured softly.
After Mu Sheng's tentative approach, Shang Xi knew that his life was doomed by Xiao Ning.
He had never liked anyone before.
This was the first time he was moved, but it was a dilemma from which there was no escape.
So much so that his hatred for the emperor was even stronger than before.
If he hadn't murdered the king and usurped the throne, he would have been the high and mighty prince of Dayong, instead of this wanton princess disguised as a woman...
Perhaps he could stand in front of Xiao Ning openly, ride a horse with her, and go boating with her on the lake.
Xiao Ning likes men, and he is an upright man.
He might look more to her liking than Fu Xian or even Shen Zhiyi.
At that time, would she also chase after him like she did before with Shen Zhiyi...
Just thinking about it, an indescribable sweetness spreads in my heart...
Then came the intense pain...
Because there are no ifs.
He is the wanton princess dressed as a woman.
A man's body, acting like a woman...
Like a rat in a gutter, afraid to see the light of day, I can only carefully plan and survive in this way...
Shang Xi climbed onto Xiao Ning's bed, snuggled into her quilt, holding her clothes in his arms, with the wooden sculpture placed beside his pillow.
The room hadn't been occupied for a long time, and there was no charcoal fire to keep it warm. The cold made people curl up in a ball, their teeth chattering uncontrollably...
However, only here, holding her clothes and smelling her unique scent, can he feel at ease...
Closing his eyes, the face he had sketched a thousand times appeared in his mind. His fingertips lightly touched the wooden carving beside the pillow, and the corners of his lips curled up a little.
He and she, in their dreams, fell into endless joy.
In her dreams, she would call him Ah Xi, hold his hand, express her love, and sink into the sea of desire with him, experiencing ups and downs...
He didn't want to wake up, he just wanted to drown in this beautiful dream...
"call……"
Xiao Ning woke up in shock and sat up gasping for breath.
She had a strange dream, in which Her Royal Highness the Princess overwhelmed her!
He kissed her while crying, saying that he loved her even though she was a woman, and even wanted to take off her clothes.
The wet feeling of being kissed in the dream still seems to be there...
Xiao Ning rubbed his head and felt a chill.
So scary...
Why did she have such a dream!
Xiao Ning couldn't fall asleep because of this terrible dream. She got up from the bed, walked to the table and poured herself a cup of tea.
The teapot is placed next to the charcoal basin and the temperature is acceptable.
Xiao Ning picked up the teacup, tilted his head back and gulped it all down.
He wiped the water stains from the corners of his lips, stared at the dim candlelight for a while, and then returned to bed.
I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep until dawn.
Outside the room, Yuzhu looked at the closed door and asked in surprise, "The Marquis hasn't woken up yet?"
It's time to practice sword fighting at this time!
She came early specially to watch the Marquis practice sword.
The maid who had already prepared toiletries at the door shook her head: "No."
Yuzhu walked to the door, knocked, and called inside: "My Lord, are you awake?"
Xiao Ning's muffled voice came from inside: "Hmm..."
Yuzhu heard something wrong and pushed the door open. "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold after going out yesterday?"
As he spoke, he came to the bedside and reached out to touch her forehead.
Xiao Ning let her cold little hand rest on her forehead.
"I don't have a fever..."
Xiao Ning closed his eyes and spoke in a nasal voice, "I had a nightmare last night and couldn't fall asleep since then..."
"But I'm so sleepy, I don't want to think about..."
Yuzhu laughed when she heard this. "My Lord, you still have nightmares? Tell me about it! I'm really curious about what kind of nightmare could scare you so much that you can't sleep for half the night."
Xiao Ning: "...I won't tell you."
Yuzhu: “…”
I'm getting more curious about what to do!
Yuzhu rolled her eyes, moved closer to her, and deliberately provoked her: "Are you having an erotic dream? That's why you're too embarrassed to say it!"
Xiao Ning: “…”
She closed her eyes and asked instead of answering: "You keep talking about this, Yuzhu, you are thinking about love..."
Yuzhu's face flushed red and she quickly denied it, "I didn't do that!"
Xiao Ning: "You have. You were peeping at my male favorites in the princess's mansion before. Tell me, what type do you like? Or which of them do you like?"
"Don't worry, I haven't touched anyone before, so they're all clean. If you find anyone you like, I'll ask their opinions later. If they agree, I'll ask the princess for her grace to arrange a marriage for you."
Yuzhu: “…”
Is this something that can be said...
Yuzhu thought of those handsome men with different looks and swallowed her saliva.
"Um?"
Xiao Ning urged.
Being led astray, Yuzhu blushed and said shyly, "Any one is fine, I am not picky~"
In fact, she likes them all!
She also wants to enjoy the happiness of having two wives like those men.
But I really can't say this, I'm content with just having her.
We have to leave some for the Marquis.
Although she can't eat it, it's good to look at it!
Who is Xiao Ning? He could guess Yuzhu's little thoughts based on what she said.
He looked at her and smiled, "Since you don't like it, forget it."
Yuzhu is her confidante, but those others have also been with her for a long time, and now they are also unusually well-behaved.
Without true love, there can be no arranged marriage.
Otherwise it would be unfair to them.
Yuzhu was dumbfounded: "Ah..."
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