Chapter 136 The Prince Has Completely Got Astray
Chu Cong frowned slightly, watching Shen Lingshu fall softly and fall at his feet. His expression was cold: The self-torture trick is useless.
The pain from her knee made Shen Lingshu gasp and fall to the ground. In front of her was a pair of luxurious embroidered shoes and the finest brocade.
Shen Lingshu realized that Chu Cong didn't even help her up. There was a national quintessence in her heart... She swallowed it back, took a deep breath, and stood up with the help of the stool next to her.
When it comes to acting, she is absolutely a professional!
Shen Lingshu raised her eyes again, the red corners of her eyes were filled with confusion and incomprehensible grievance. Her hoarse voice and the few strands of hair hanging on her forehead revealed a broken beauty.
"Your Highness, I don't know what I did wrong to displease you..."
Shen Lingshu choked with sobs, and her crystal tears fell like pearls from a broken string. "Please, Your Majesty, make it clear that I am a concubine and I will give you a chance to make amends. Your Majesty cannot take advantage of my favor and condemn me without even giving me a chance to defend myself."
"You, are you pleased with this king?"
Chu Cong was stunned. This was the first time he heard such straightforward words.
A hint of shyness appeared on Shen Lingshu's fair face. She looked at him with eyes as bright as peach blossoms: "Your Highness is like a ray of light in the darkness to me. I am grateful to God for allowing me to meet Your Highness."
Shen Lingshu was almost disgusted by her own words. There was affection in Shen Lingshu's eyes, and even a piece of ice would be melted by her affection.
Chu Cong's eyes moved slightly and he asked, "A beam of light?"
Shen Lingshu lowered her eyes, concealing her emotions just right, and her whole body exuded a broken beauty.
She murmured, "Your Highness may not know that my mother was a concubine. My wife was very powerful and forced me, my mother, and my newborn brother to live on the farm."
"I grew up on the farm until I was ten. My father got a promotion and wanted to bring us to Kyoto. My mother was a lowly concubine, and my wife was powerful. My elder sister always tried to get the best out of me."
In just a few short sentences, there is not a single word about her hardship or suffering, but from her words, the various pitiful scenes that come to mind tell of the difficulty of her growth.
"Since entering the palace, I no longer have to worry about not having enough to eat, not having enough clothes to wear, or being sold..."
Shen Lingshu paused, as if she felt that the wording was wrong. Just as she was about to change her words, she felt her whole body being embraced in his arms, with a fresh and cold smell.
She opened her arms, hugged his waist tightly, tilted her head back, revealing her smooth forehead, and said, "The happiest thing in my life is to be able to serve the prince and accompany him by his side."
Her tearful eyes showed her complete dependence on him.
A strong sense of pity and responsibility emerged in Chu Cong's heart. In addition, the moment he saw the handwriting on the table, Chu Cong instantly understood that he had misunderstood Shen Lingshu.
"Did I hurt you yesterday?" Chu Cong lowered his head, thinking of the rage he had felt after seeing the letter yesterday. He had no mercy at all and even ignored her pleas for mercy.
At this moment, Chu Cong looked at her with a guilty look in his eyes.
"As long as the prince is not angry, I can do it."
Shen Lingshu blinked, her sparkling eyes drooped, and she said, "Prince, before entering the palace, I only thought about how to survive and how to protect my mother and brother. I never thought about love."
Chu Cong: "..."
"Your Highness, do you also think that my cousin came to the mansion because of me?" Shen Lingshu's eyes dimmed visibly.
"Song Yuqing, outstanding talent."
Before Chu Cong finished speaking, Shen Lingshu blinked and looked at the prince and said, "My cousin is as cold as an ice cube. No matter how talented he is, he can only get along with books."
In Chu Cong's mind, he recalled the few times he had seen Song Yuqing. Except when they were discussing books, Song Yuqing was like a living person. On other days, he seemed...
Ice cubes?
Song Yuqing's serious face seemed to really mean that.
"When I lived in the manor before, my aunt was in poor health and the maids were not doing well either. My cousin's clothes, shoes and socks were all made by my mother. So, my cousin would come to the manor every two weeks. I could say ten words to him, but he might not say a single word."
"My cousin's favorite thing is to sit with a book in his hand for an entire afternoon."
Shen Lingshu spoke of the past without hesitation. When she mentioned Song Yuqing, there was no trace of affection in her eyes. She said, "Also, he couldn't even climb a tree or plant the land."
Speaking of interesting childhood stories, first of all, it can tell Chu Cong that she was not pampered like a rich girl on the farm, but had to work and do things.
Secondly, it also tells Chu Cong that she has no feelings for Song Yuqing.
She didn't know whether the original owner, Shen Lingshu, had feelings for Song Yuqing or not, but she had no feelings for him. Not to mention that she was already your concubine in the palace and had no right to be moved by him. Just like a weak scholar like Song Yuqing, she was not the one she would be moved by.
Growing up as an orphan, what she wanted was stability. Even if no one could support her, she could do it on her own.
Chu Cong listened to her words and couldn't help but recall the first time he met Song Yuqing. It was during the parade of the top scholar. Shen Lingshu took the initiative to recognize him and said he was her cousin.
If there really was an affair, would Shen Lingshu be so generous?
Chu Cong asked himself, if there really was a private affair, people would subconsciously want to hide it. As for what Qi Qing said, Song Yuqing sacrificed himself to save Shen Lingshu.
Not to mention the cousin relationship and how good the aunt was to Song Yuqing, even if it was just a stranger, any normal person would lend a helping hand.
After calming down, Chu Cong lowered his head and watched Shen Lingshu talk about her childhood with great joy. Even in the deserted farm, she was like a weed, growing tenaciously and striving for progress even in a barren land.
Looking at her now, she has a strong heart hidden under her delicate appearance.
Chu Cong's eyes were filled with admiration, but soon he asked in shock, "You can climb trees and farm?"
"Of course."
Shen Lingshu said proudly: "I can climb trees and take bird eggs. My mother is weak and my brother is young. Eating bird eggs will help him grow taller and stronger."
“And farming.”
There was some light in Shen Lingshu's eyes. It was useless to just grab the prince's stomach. She wanted to firmly grasp the prince's heart so that she would not be discarded like garbage because of other people's words.
"It's a pity that I was young at that time, otherwise I would have tried new farming methods."
Shen Lingshu said quite annoyed.
"A new way of farming?"
Chu Cong's mind was completely distracted at this moment.
"right."
Shen Lingshu pretended not to notice the curiosity in Chu Cong's eyes and continued, "I once read in a book that grain can be grown for two or even three seasons, and can yield a thousand kilograms per mu!"
Chu Cong: "..."
He automatically skipped over the fact that Shen Lingshu used kilograms as the unit and quickly converted it in his mind. Even in a rich area like the superior paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River, an output of 350 kilograms per mu was already very good.
If the yield per mu is 1,000 kilograms and it can be planted for three seasons, will the people of Mu Ning Kingdom still go hungry?
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