Chapter 142: An absurd scene...
Shang Xi spread out a piece of paper, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, but when he held the pen over the paper, he couldn't put it down.
Ink drops on the fine rice paper, spreading out into ink-colored plum blossoms.
Shang Xi started writing several times and then picked it up again. Finally, he put down the pen, crumpled up the paper and threw it away.
He couldn't write a farewell letter. The thought of severing the only bond between the two of them, his marriage, made him feel like a drowning fish, suffocating.
Moreover, this is just the beginning, he can't say anything pessimistic, everything will go well for him and he will climb to the pinnacle of power.
Then, he could stand before her openly.
He will be very careful.
Shang Xi stroked the sleeve crossbow she had made for him on his right wrist, and the corners of his lips curled up.
"Xiao Yanqing, wait for me, okay?"
"A-choo!"
Xiao Ning sneezed and muttered, "Who's secretly cursing me behind my back? I've sneezed several times this morning..."
Yuzhu took out a coat and wanted to put it on Xiao Ning.
"Who has nothing better to do than scold you? I see you're wearing too little and you've caught a cold..."
Xiao Ning refused her clothes: "I don't know whether I have caught a cold or not, right?"
Yuzhu: "Didn't you catch a cold? Why do I see you looking so down today, and your spirits don't seem to be in good shape..."
Xiao Ning: "...I'm really fine, just go do your thing and don't worry about me."
As Xiao Ning spoke, he picked up a book and started reading. It was obvious that he didn't want to argue about this issue with Yuzhu anymore.
Yuzhu: “…”
She looked at Xiao Ning several times, and finally said nothing more. She left the room and continued to take care of her own things. After all, she was the housekeeper's maid now and had a lot of things to do!
Xiao Ning suppressed her temper and read the book, but she couldn't concentrate on it much. This was the first time she had difficulty controlling her irritable emotions.
After a day of torment, it finally got dark...
After Xiao Ning finished her meal, she said she wanted to rest and asked the maids to leave.
Yuzhu: “…”
No, why does My Lord feel like something is not right today?
I've never seen her like this before...
But Xiao Ning had already entered the room and closed the door. Yuzhu stood outside, looking at the door and scratching her head. Chunsheng came over and asked her, "Sister Yuzhu, what are you doing?"
"Don't you think the Marquis is weird today?"
"No……"
"Did I see it wrong? This shouldn't be the case. She's just acting strangely today..."
The two of them chatted for a while and then went back to their rooms to rest.
Seeing that there was no movement outside, Xiao Ning changed into dark clothes and climbed out of the window.
He walked all the way to the princess's mansion, climbed over the wall skillfully, avoided the guard post of the princess's mansion, and came to Fuqiu Garden.
The lights were on in the rooms where several male favorites lived, and it was obvious that they had not gone to bed yet.
The main house where she lived was dark and quiet.
Xiao Ning climbed onto the roof and lay on it, looking at the moon half covered by dark clouds and the flickering stars.
She was almost asleep and didn't hear any sound.
Xiao Ning felt that Yu Qing was deceiving her...
Xiao Ning had just sat up when he heard slight noises coming from the yard.
She slid down a little and leaned over to look.
Although the moonlight was dim, she recognized the figure walking towards the yard at a glance.
She's clearly a princess!
The tile Xiao Ning was pressing on broke with a snap.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was still noticeable in the quiet night.
Shang Xi looked up towards the source of the sound. Xiao Ning shrank back and he didn't see anything. It happened that the chirping of birds distracted his attention.
The door was gently opened and closed.
Xiao Ning moved a tile away and looked down. He saw Shang Xi take out a tinder, light a candlestick, sit down at the table, and reach out to touch the table top.
Xiao Ning had no idea what he was up to, so she pursed her lips and continued to look at him.
Shang Xi sat at the table for a while, then stood up and walked around the room holding the candlestick until he came to her closet.
He put down the candlestick, raised his hand and placed it on the closet door. After a moment's hesitation, he opened it, picked up the clothes she had just changed into last night, and then...
He buried his face in her clothes, his fingers tightly grasping them for a long time before he raised his head. Reluctantly, he folded the clothes back to their original state and put them into the closet. His fingers fell on the other clothes in the closet, brushing over them one by one, gently and tenderly, as if he was caressing his lover's skin.
Xiao Ning looked at this scene and felt like he was exploding...
She thought...she thought the princess was suspicious of her and wanted to find out something, so she was rummaging through her room. Unexpectedly...
How could he, how could he be like this...
However, there was more than that that made Xiao Ning feel exploded.
He closed the closet door, came over to sit down beside her bed, and reached out to pick up the small wooden sculpture on the bedside cabinet.
He gently stroked the outline of the wood carving with his fingers, brought it in front of him, closed his eyes, and kissed its forehead devoutly.
It took a long time before his lips left the wood carving.
He tapped his finger lightly on the wooden sculpture's face, "Xiao Yanqing, what are you busy with today? Are there so many things in the Marquis' Mansion that need your attention..."
Xiao Ning looked at the absurd scene in the room and even forgot to breathe.
After a long time, she took a long breath.
In the room, Shang Xi talked to the wood carving for a while, then got on her bed, covered her with her quilt, blew out the light and lay down.
The room was plunged into darkness and she could see nothing.
Xiao Ning covered the opened tiles, sat on the roof and felt the night breeze, unable to recover for a long time.
It was not until the night got darker and the dew got heavier, and her clothes became damp, that she turned over and got out of bed.
She stood at the door for a long time, but ultimately did not push it open.
I came to Yu Qing and Fu Xian’s room and pushed the door open.
Yu Qing was a light sleeper. He woke up when the door rang. He squinted and looked at the door. He saw a tall figure standing at the door. The moonlight made her figure look very long.
The figure entered the room, closed the door, and went straight to Yu Qing's bed.
It’s Xiao Ning.
Yu Qing was startled and hurriedly shouted, "My Lord..."
Xiao Ning held him down, walked to another bed, took out a tinderbox, and the flame lit up, shining on the face of Fu Xian who was sleeping on his side.
He frowned, and before he opened his eyes, Xiao Ning stabbed the acupoint on the back of his neck with his fingers.
Fu Xian fell into a complete coma.
Xiao Ning walked to the table with a tinder in his hand, lit the candlestick, and the room instantly became bright.
Xiao Ning sat at the table and looked at Yu Qing on the bed.
Yu Qing: “…”
He didn't understand why Xiao Ning came to him.
When did she arrive? Didn't she go to the main house? The princess should have gone to bed by now. If she went there now, she would definitely catch her in the act.
Yu Qing was waiting to see the fun tonight, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear anything.
He watched Shang Xi enter Xiao Ning's room, but he didn't see Xiao Ning. He thought Xiao Ning was not coming, so he went to bed.
Xiao Ning stared at him, feeling guilty because of Yu Qing's stare.
"Your Highness, you came to me so late at night. You can't be asking me to sleep with you, right?"
Xiao Ning asked him, "You already knew that the person who went to my room was the princess, right?"
Yu Qing: "...I don't know what the Prince Consort is talking about."
Xiao Ning walked over, raised her hand and pinched his face, leaning down slightly closer to him, her eyes were dark, completely different from her usual kind image, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, making people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.
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