Chapter 58 Chapter 58 The stupid guy who can’t see the taste of jealousy, fainted from kissing…
The 29th day of the lunar month. Renshu Temple
Jiang Heye's martial arts master lived in Renshu Temple. Jiang Hexue only found out when she arrived and immediately asked, "Would you like to join the master?"
"I'll go ask," Jiang Heye said happily, but then added uncertainly, "She has a cold personality. She might not come."
"I'll go with you," Shen Chuning volunteered. "Didn't you say it was a girl? There's no girl in the capital who doesn't like me."
"If you're curious, then you're curious. If you're jealous, then you're jealous." Jiang Heye bluntly exposed her. "That's just a pretext."
"Jiang Heye!" Shen Chuning was irritated by him again.
"I know I was wrong." Jiang Heye said skillfully.
"You know what's wrong—"
"Let's go." Before she could finish her words, the young man next to her patted her head. "Jiaojiao."
Jiaojiao is Shen Chuning’s nickname.
As soon as she finished speaking, her cheeks turned red.
Jiang Hexue grabbed Shen Qingchen's wrist and kept suppressing her smile. After the man left, she finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "I really can't stand it anymore. Jiang Heye, this scoundrel, why does he bully Xiao Rongchang all day long?"
Shen Qingchen also curled her lips, and then heard her ask: "Yes, He Ye also said that you found a beastmaster for him? Beastmastering is an extremely difficult subject. How did you recognize this girl?"
This is an easy question to answer.
But Shen Qingchen looked into her bright purple eyes and changed the words on his lips: "What about you?"
"What?" Jiang Hexue blinked in confusion.
"Are you jealous?" Shen Qingchen blinked at her.
"What's so offensive about this?" Jiang Hexue was increasingly puzzled. "You helped Heye find a master, and he taught him such a mysterious skill. I can't thank you enough."
Shen Qingchen pursed her lips and remained silent.
In fact, he also knew that there was nothing tasty about it.
But he had never seen her jealous, and always thought it was cute.
In that way, he could feel more clearly her care for him and her possessiveness of him - just as he felt for her.
He felt uncomfortable when she looked at others for even a second.
Jiang Hexue vaguely guessed his thoughts and teased him deliberately, "I'm a very open-minded person. I definitely wouldn't get jealous over trivial matters. As for bigger ones—I don't think you'd dare to do that either!"
She pinched his earlobe and pretended to speak viciously, but Shen Qingchen did not struggle and smiled at her with his eyes lowered.
"You're so sensible. The other girls can't even touch you with their clothes. Even if Wuming gets jealous, I won't stand a chance." Jiang Hexue's grip gradually loosened. "Let's talk about that teacher first."
"If nothing had happened, she would have called me 'Little Imperial Uncle,'" Shen Qingchen explained briefly. "She is the adopted daughter of Prince Hengfeng."
Prince Hengfeng and Emperor Hengshun were half-brothers of similar age. Prince Hengfeng was the eldest son of the imperial concubine, and Emperor Hengshun was the legitimate son of Empress Dowager Su.
In the past, these two men were at loggerheads with each other, and the throne eventually fell into the hands of Emperor Hengshun. King Hengfeng disappeared and was not found until recent years. He changed his name and became a commoner, stationed troops on the southwestern border and rebelled. He was killed by King Xiang, Shen Zeshu, who put down the rebellion.
His only adopted daughter was spared by Emperor Hengshun out of mercy, not for any other reason, but so that if one day Longlin was forced to marry a foreigner, she could defend Rongchang.
Because of this, she was given the title of princess and given the name Yi'en.
She was originally under house arrest in the palace. Later, Shen Qingchen heard about her life story and felt pity for the girl's innocence, so he asked Emperor Hengshun to send her to Renshu Temple.
She looks so much like Princess Renshu.
She was equally helpless, equally lonely and helpless, and equally a puppet under the oppression of imperial power. In the end, she was bound to suffer the same fate as Princess Renshu, of marrying into a foreign country.
"What was her original name?" Jiang Hexue listened to his brief account, the corners of her lips, usually upturned, drooping. "I don't want to call her 'Yi'en'. Should I call her Master like Heye did?"
"The surname is Wei, as in protect." Shen Qingchen said. "I don't remember the name."
Jiang Hexue was speechless: "I rarely see you speak up for others. I thought we were very close..."
As they were talking, Jiang Heye and Shen Chuning came with their people.
The girl looked to be no more than a jade-like age. She wore a snow-white silk dress and her figure was so slender that she was almost frail. Her entire body was almost hidden in a large cloak of the same color.
"Yi En greets the princess." She knelt. "Greetings, Your Highness."
Only when she came closer did Jiang Hexue see her clearly. Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her dark pupils were like black jade that no longer shone. He reached out to support her, but his wrist was so thin that it seemed like it would break if bent.
She was genuinely startled by his frail and haggard appearance for a moment, then forced a smile and asked, "Can I know your name?"
"Shutan. Sparse red sandalwood." Wei Shutan did not mention his last name. When he spoke, his voice was like a calm ancient well, but the feeling he gave was very different from that of Shen Qingchen.
The latter was cold and distant, while the former was... stiff and lifeless, as if nothing in the world could arouse her interest.
This was the first time Jiang Hexue had dealt with such a lifeless person. For a moment, she didn't know how to continue the conversation, so she had to force a smile on her lips and lead them to sit down.
Several people did not sit at separate tables according to gender, and sat around a round table. On Jiang Hexue's left and right were Shen Qingchen and Jiang Heye respectively, on Jiang Heye's other side was Shen Chuning, and behind him was Wei Shutan.
Thus, Jiang Hexue saw that Shen Qingchen and Wei Shutan were only three inches apart, and their clothes were extremely similar in color.
The girl, who had been expressionless just now, looked sideways at her husband, a faint smile on her lips, and told him about Jiang Heye's study of beast taming.
She boasted of her extensive knowledge, but knew nothing about animal taming. She had only occasionally seen animal taming performances on the street, and had never known that animal taming was also a martial art.
But Shen Qingchen seemed to appreciate this quite a bit, and his usually cold eyes seemed to have softened a bit.
Somehow, Jiang Hexue suddenly felt that the sweet cheese he had just put in his mouth was very sour.
"Try the sweet cheese, is it too sour?" She nudged Jiang Heye with her elbow.
Jiang Heye glanced at the sweet cheese in front of him, which was drizzled with honey and decorated with red beans, and felt that it had nothing to do with sourness.
But he still cooperated and took a sip from the bowl in front of him. After the cloyingly sweet taste melted away on his tongue, he said, "It's not sour."
"It's sour, try it again." Jiang Hexue was not satisfied with his response.
Jiang Heye had no choice but to cooperate and took another bite, exclaiming exaggeratedly: "Wow, why is it so sour?"
Jiang Hexue nodded in satisfaction.
If it really wasn't her problem, she really wouldn't be jealous over trivial matters, and she really wouldn't have the opportunity to be jealous for no reason.
It’s all about the cheese.
After all, isn't it just—
Wearing clothes of similar colors, talking about things about taming beasts that she hardly understood and therefore couldn't get a word in, what was there to care about!
A furry head suddenly popped out from Wei Shutan's cloak. It was snow-white, had round ears, and pupils as round as obsidian.
"Your cat?" Jiang Hexue asked in surprise.
She always loved furry animals, and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Wei Shutan: "Can I pet it?"
Before anyone could get a reply, the snow-white "cat" suddenly growled, opened its mouth wide, and revealed its sharp, shiny teeth.
"Is it a tiger?!" Jiang Hexue widened her eyes in fear, and instinctively stood up and stepped back, but was tripped by her complicated skirt and was about to fall.
Jiang Heye instinctively reached out his hand quickly, but someone was faster than him. He opened the white jade folding fan, supported the person's shoulders and pulled him into his arms.
"Princess Yien." Chen Qingchen glanced at the snow-white tiger cub lying on the ground with its teeth bared. His folding fan gently blocked Jiang Hexue's eyes and said coldly, "You are overstepping your bounds."
Wei Shutan blew a short whistle, and the ferocious snow-white tiger cub immediately snuggled back to her feet like a well-behaved big cat.
She shook her wide cloak lightly to cover the tiger cub tightly.
"Yi En was negligent. He only knew that the little princess was timid, but he didn't realize that the princess was also timid..."
The girl's shoulders in his arms were trembling slightly. Shen Qingchen's long fingers quietly passed over her cloak, and gently stroked her through her slightly thin skirt to comfort her.
"It's all your fault." He didn't have the patience to listen to Wei Shutan's words and said coldly, "No girl would remain calm when seeing a ferocious beast."
"You have offended the princess and will be grounded for a month."
Wei Shutan calmly replied "yes" and simply led the white tiger back.
Only then did Shen Qingchen move the folding fan away from Jiang Hexue, and with a slight force on his fingertips, he pulled her closer to his arms, lowered his head and whispered, "I'm scared."
Jiang Hexue's face was still pale. She tugged at the corner of his clothes and shook her head. Suddenly, she felt that she had been a bit pretentious.
She then rubbed the corner of his clean, moon-white clothes in her palm, and stopped only when the smooth fabric was wrinkled.
"Can I go out and play with the little princess?" Jiang Heye's slightly excited voice broke the silence.
"No." Shen Qingchen refused decisively.
As soon as the cold words fell, everyone except him in front of the case fell silent. It was fine for the young lovers, but...
"Go." He turned his gaze away from Jiang Hexue's face.
Jiang Heye cheered and pulled Shen Chuning out.
"Remember to have longevity noodles when you come back." Jiang Hexue added lazily.
The two ran out happily. Shen Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Hexue who was resting his head on his knees: "Why are you acting like a spoiled child?"
"How could I?" Jiang Hexue kneaded the small piece of fabric on his body. "I didn't say a word just now."
"But you just rested your head on me." Shen Qingchen took the wrinkled piece of fabric from her hand.
"Does it count?" Jiang Hexue snatched it back. "Even if it counts, what's wrong with me acting like a spoiled child with you?"
Shen Qingchen smiled helplessly and took her hand in his palm: “It’s not appropriate to rub it anymore.”
Jiang Hexue rubbed it even harder.
"You don't like this?" Shen Qingchen looked at it puzzledly.
The moon-white brocade, embroidered with dark patterns of pine and bamboo, glows faintly in the cold moonlight - as it should, there is nothing wrong with it.
"What style do you like?" He asked without hesitation. "Order it to be made by the Shangyi Bureau."
Jiang Hexue snorted, neither lightly nor heavily, but said, "I want to make a moon-white silk dress."
Shen Qingchen said honestly: “I’m afraid it doesn’t suit you.”
"...You said I'm not good-looking?" Jiang Hexue said this slowly, and immediately twisted the back of his hand hard.
"I absolutely don't mean that." Shen Qingchen frowned slightly in pain and held her hands together. "It's just that Yuebai isn't as bright as the Yahong you like, and it may not suit you."
"Then you should wear a scarlet-colored suit."
Shen Qingchen lowered her eyelashes, looked at her ivory-red skirt embroidered with golden crabapples, and said in a difficult tone: "I'm afraid it doesn't suit me even more."
"We have to wear the same color anyway." Jiang Hexue raised her eyes and said softly. "I can't ask you to wear the same color as everyone else."
Shen Qingchen was stunned.
"You still want to see me jealous," she raised her hands and cupped his cheeks. "You can't tell."
"Such a stupid guy deserves to be kissed unconscious."
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