Shen Yunjiao had a dream during her afternoon nap. In the dream, she was about to take a bite of a pure white mochi.
She had been here for several days and hadn't had cream in a long time. Shen Yunjiao was craving it and watched as Xue Meiniang got closer and closer to her.
Before she could even open her mouth, a rapid tapping of fingers on the table jolted her awake from her sweet dream.
Through the hazy vision, a large figure with broad shoulders was sitting upright.
This doesn't look like either Granny Lin or Fu Xia.
Startled, Shen Yunjiao immediately woke up and sat up.
The man had a cold expression and sharp eyes.
Judging from that smug expression, she probably knew who this uninvited guest was.
So she plopped back into bed, hoping to find another chance to enjoy the mochi she hadn't had in so long.
A clear, cold voice, tinged with anger, rang in my ears: "What kind of behavior is this!"
Sigh, I guess I won't get any sleep.
Good professional ethics taught Shen Yunjiao to control her anger.
She sat up again, smiling at the person in front of her: "Oh, so it's Your Highness the Crown Prince who's back. You must be tired from your long journey."
She was only covered by a thin blanket, which had slipped down to her waist when she sat up, revealing her loose, white gauze dress.
This gossamer-like gauze dress was specially made by the embroiderers in the manor at Shen Yunjiao's request. Originally, there was only one inner skirt, but Shen Yunjiao thought it was a bit too revealing, so she put on a loose outer gauze over it.
As she lay down and sat up, the thin veil had unknowingly slipped to one side, revealing her fair shoulder.
Pei Zhixuan frowned, his gaze sweeping lightly over her shoulder without lingering.
"Get dressed and come out." After giving the order, he strode outside.
Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Tsk tsk tsk, that tone and attitude, anyone who didn't know better would think he was an emperor.
After she finished tidying up, she slowly walked out of the room and saw a tall and upright man standing with his hands behind his back under the corridor.
He was dressed in a white brocade robe with a piece of shimmering blue Hetian jade hanging from his waist, making him appear ethereal and possessing an extraordinary air.
If it weren't for the smug "stay away from me" vibe emanating from his handsome face, Shen Yunjiao would have thought this person was actually quite good-looking.
Just thinking about all the outrageous things this scoundrel did in the story makes Shen Yunjiao want to slap him a few times.
Never underestimate the anger of readers; their lives matter too!
Forget it, it's not time to let loose yet.
Shen Yunjiao slowly walked up to Pei Zhixuan and said respectfully, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
She wore a rose-red dress, with red lips and white teeth, and a gold hairpin inlaid with turquoise in her hair, which complemented the blooming peonies in the courtyard.
Her address of "Your Highness" caused a flicker of unreadable emotion to cross Pei Zhixuan's eyes.
Pei Zhixuan thought she would still shamelessly call him "husband".
He looked coldly at the smiling woman in front of him, but his words contained a sharp edge: "I heard you vacated the main room?"
Shen Yunjiao said frankly, "Yes, I asked Fu Xia to clean it up."
Look how good I am to you! I even made a special effort to create opportunities for you and that girl from Jiangnan to be alone together!
As Shen Yunjiao was thinking, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her wrist.
The young master grabbed her wrist, his eyes as cold as snow, making Shen Yunjiao's heart skip a beat.
"You hate Ziyu that much? You've already burdened her with a reputation for being a vixen and promiscuous before she even enters the manor?"
The pressure on her wrist increased, and the sharp pain brought tears to Shen Yunjiao's eyes.
She cried out in pain, "Let me go!"
Pei Zhixuan had a keen eye; he saw that the woman's eyes were red with pain, so he immediately let go of her.
He had no intention of hurting him with brute force, but he didn't expect this person to be like glass, so fragile that he would shatter with a single touch.
As soon as her snow-white wrist loosened its grip and broke free, a conspicuous red mark immediately appeared.
Shen Yunjiao cursed inwardly that this trashy young master was insane.
As expected, all the scumbag men in novels have a tendency to be violent towards domestic violence!
She protected her wrist and took a big step back.
His face was full of wariness.
Pei Zhixuan had already dismissed all the servants in the Chunhe Hall courtyard.
Right now, only he and Shen Yunjiao are standing in this square courtyard.
A gentle breeze brushed against Shen Yunjiao's face, and the wispy short hairs on her forehead covered her slightly red eyes and the tip of her nose, making her look pitiful.
Pei Zhixuan's fingertips curled slightly, and his heart felt as light as a feather.
The daughter of a high-ranking prime minister, who is used to bullying others and acting arrogantly, is actually frightened?
Shen Yunjiao glanced at her poorly swollen wrist and couldn't help but retort, "You say I ruined her reputation, but isn't the fault yours too?"
Pei Zhixuan's face darkened, and he looked exactly like Yama, the King of Hell.
Shen Yunjiao didn't care whether he looked good or not, and said in one breath: "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. She is a young lady who has been confined to her chambers. It is not a good thing for her to be brought to the Duke's mansion by you without any name or status. You have already ruined her reputation."
"Hilarious! You should blame yourself! You're blaming me instead; you're out of your mind." She added mentally.
After saying that, Shen Yunjiao shrank her neck and silently prayed that the man in front of her would not resort to violence out of desperation.
Upon hearing this, Pei Zhixuan's thin lips curved into a sarcastic smile. "You're using such a high-sounding excuse just to prevent Ziyu from entering the manor, fearing she'll steal your position as the matriarch of the Pei family."
Shen Yunjiao: ? ? ? Sorry, I really didn't have that idea.
Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Pei Zhixuan recalled how she had used her power two years ago to force him to submit and marry her, and how she had smugly told him, "You can forget about getting rid of me."
A feeling of disgust welled up uncontrollably from the depths of his heart.
"Shen Yunjiao, no matter how hard you try, I will never look at you." Pei Zhixuan's tone was cold, without the slightest bit of pity.
Shen Yunjiao's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand by Pei Zhixuan's words, making her feel suffocated and even breathing seemed difficult.
She knew that this was due to the lingering feelings the original owner of the body still had for the male protagonist.
"I'm sorry, but I really can't stand his arrogant attitude," Shen Yunjiao silently said to the original owner of this body in her heart.
She lifted her face, tucked her hair behind her ear, and revealed a bright and beautiful smile: "That's wonderful."
Pei Zhixuan was taken aback, then heard Shen Yunjiao's light and clear voice, "Since you don't like it, then Your Highness, please divorce me!"
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