Shen Youying asked Liuyun to inquire about the King of Qin's attendance at the banquet, but Liuyun couldn't find anyone at all.
Xue Shen did not return to the manor for two consecutive days. When asked about it, Wang Deshun only said that the prince had gone to do some business and would not say anything more. Shen Youying did not want to ask any more questions.
On the third night, Shen Youying had already rested and was drifting off to sleep when she suddenly realized that someone seemed to be sitting by the bed watching her. Her drowsy state was instantly jolted awake. Shen Youying cried out in surprise and quickly grabbed the soft pillow beside her and threw it at the other person.
The other person caught the soft pillow, and seeing that she was about to get off the foot of the bed, he stretched out his long arm and easily pulled her back by her slender waist. He held Shen Youying's hands with one hand and pressed her down on the couch, while he covered her mouth with the other hand. Just as he was about to speak, his hand was bitten hard.
Shen Youying exerted a lot of force, and Xue Shen hissed in pain, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he seemed quite interested and leaned down to bring his face close so she could see him clearly: "What are you doing? Don't you even recognize your own husband?"
Shen Youying stared at him with wide eyes, a hint of tears glistening in them.
There were no lamps in the room, and it was even darker inside the bed curtains. She could only vaguely make out some outlines and could not identify the other person by their face, but she recognized the voice.
She hesitated, her head spinning, her heart pounding, and she couldn't speak for a moment.
Seeing that she looked terrified, Xue Shen frowned, loosened his grip on her wrist, and gently stroked the corner of her eye with his fingertips. After feeling the warm dampness, he actually smiled and said, "You cried because you were scared? You're such a coward."
Shen Youying pursed her lips and remained silent, tears streaming down her face.
She was angry, aggrieved, and a little scared.
If she were at home, and anyone dared to frighten or tease her like that, she would definitely ask her father to tie them up and give them a good beating.
But this wasn't the Shen family home, and her father wasn't there either. The culprit who bullied and tormented her was the King of Qin, whom she couldn't afford to offend.
She didn't even dare to throw a tantrum; she could only silently bite her lip and shed tears in the darkness.
Feeling somewhat ashamed, she turned her face away and buried it in the messy quilt, her shoulders heaving as she cried.
Xue Shen then realized something was wrong. He turned his wheelchair around to light the lamp, and when he came back, he saw her curled up in a ball, facing the inside of the bed, crying quietly.
She was already petite and slender, and with her arms and legs curled up like this, she looked even smaller. Her long, black hair was scattered messily across the pillow, making her exposed profile appear even more pitiful.
Born into royalty, Xue Shen had seen many women cry.
Those women cried either pitifully and delicately, or they cried in a tantrum, each with their own kind of unsightly behavior.
Aside from his deceased mother, he felt no sympathy whatsoever for the tears of other women.
But now Shen Youying was quietly curled up there, not making a fuss or fuss, just silently shedding tears, which suddenly made him feel a strange anxiety.
On the one hand, I didn't expect to scare her to tears; on the other hand, she cried so beautifully.
Because of nervousness and insecurity, her delicate body tensed up, stretching out a beautiful curve from her waist and hips to her shoulders and neck. Her lotus-colored nightgown was disheveled from the struggle, and the hem inadvertently rode up, revealing a section of snow-white and delicate skin, which made the redness around her ears and eyes appear even more fragile, like the decadent beauty after a peony has bloomed.
Xue Shen stopped a step away from the couch, staring at her with an inscrutable expression.
After a moment, he composed himself and stepped forward, forcibly turning the person around to face him.
Sure enough, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she looked delicate and pitiful.
“Wang Deshun said that you sent Liuyun to look for me a couple of days ago. I was worried that you had something urgent to attend to, so I came over as soon as I got back to the manor. I didn’t expect to frighten you like this.” Xue Shen held out his bitten hand to show her the bloodstains that hadn’t been cleaned up yet: “You bit me too, so how about we even things out?”
Who wants to even things out with you!
Shen Youying was unhappy. She sniffed, secretly glared at him, and still refused to speak to him.
If she were clear-headed during the day, she would never have offended Xue Shen like this.
But now it's night, and she's been frightened, feeling angry, scared, and wronged, so she's lost the composure she was trying to maintain.
She's actually quite petty. She always argues back when Shen Muyu teases her, let alone when she's scared like this.
She lowered her eyes in a huff, looking like she was still angry and didn't want to talk to him.
Xue Shen's gaze involuntarily fell on the exposed section of her snow-white neck, then traveled down her close-fitting nightgown—
The most beautiful woman in Tokyo is not only beautiful in appearance, but also has a slender and well-proportioned figure. She has slender shoulders and neck, a slim waist and full hips, and every part of her body is just right.
No wonder Prince Chen tried every means to bring people into his backyard.
Xue Shen restrained himself and withdrew his gaze. Suddenly he said, "Outsiders say that I am sadistic, but that's not true..." He saw Shen Youying's long eyelashes tremble, obviously listening, before he finished speaking slowly, "I prefer delicate beauties with tears in their eyes, especially when they cry beautifully under the bed, which can enhance the pleasure."
With a hint of mockery in his upturned lips, Xue Shen didn't hold back this time, his gaze sweeping over her with intense aggression.
Shen Youying shuddered and immediately became alert, remembering that she and Xue Shen were husband and wife in name only, and had not yet consummated their marriage.
If he decides to consummate the marriage, he will be the one who suffers.
She quickly wiped away her tears, sat up, and pretended not to have heard the other party's highly suggestive words. She said in a muffled voice, "Your Highness has just returned to the manor and came here. Actually, there's nothing important. It's just that Princess Shouning sent an invitation, and I was thinking of asking Liuyun to ask Your Highness if you would like to go with her."
Shen Youying thought Xue Shen would refuse to go, but to her surprise, he said, "The Spring Banquet is so lively, of course I will go."
She looked up at him in astonishment, her peach blossom eyes wide with confusion and bewilderment.
Xue Shen's mood grew even more cheerful. He reached out and tucked the stray hairs that were stuck to her face with tears behind her ear, and asked leisurely, "It seems that Your Highness does not want me to go?"
Shen Youying quickly shook her head: "It's just a bit unexpected, it seems that His Highness has never attended the banquet in previous years."
"That's because previous years were boring, but this year there will be some excitement to see," Xue Shen said meaningfully.
"Lively?" Shen Youying asked, puzzled.
The spring banquet was indeed lively and bustling, but she had a gut feeling that Xue Shen's "lively" was not the same as that "lively" in the traditional sense.
But when she asked again, Xue Shen refused to say anything, only telling her to rest well.
Seeing this, Shen Youying had no choice but to put on her soft-soled shoes and see him off. Before parting, she looked at the dark red bloodstains that had already congealed on Xue Shen's palm and hesitated, "Your Highness's hand injury...should we call Doctor Dai to take a look?"
Xue Shen raised his hand, glanced at her, and smiled, "Does Your Highness want everyone in the manor to know that you were so excited in the middle of the night that you bit me?"
Shen Youying didn't react at first and stared at him blankly.
But Xue Shen's gaze seemed to carry warmth, and she finally realized what was happening. She was speechless and bit her lip as she sent him away like a plague carrier.
Seeing her like this, Xue Shen was in an even better mood, and the corners of his mouth that had been turned up when he left Tingmei Pavilion had not yet fallen.
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