Chapter 146 Extra: What If There Were No Mind Reading? The Birth of a Movie Queen
They worked hard until their wedding night.
Red candles burn brightly, and the character for "happiness" appears in pairs.
Shen Jin, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the bed, his face as cold and stern as ice. He looked at the bride sitting on the edge of the bed, her head covered by a red veil, his eyes devoid of any warmth, filled only with deep disgust and defensiveness.
A person sent in by the Empress Dowager. The eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's household. A sickly woman rumored to be panting after every step.
Any one of these labels would be enough to make him keep his distance from this woman.
"princess."
Shen Jin spoke coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion, "It's late, get some rest."
He picked up the wedding scale and impatiently lifted the veil.
The veil fell off.
A tear-streaked, pitiful face appeared on her face. Jiang Mianmian's eyelashes trembled slightly. She timidly raised her head, glanced at him, and then quickly lowered her head like a frightened deer, her body still trembling slightly.
"Your Highness..."
Her voice was barely audible, tinged with a clear sob, "I...I'm afraid..."
He was calm and composed, his brows furrowed.
Sure enough, he's a useless spineless coward.
If it were before, he could hear the woman mentally cursing him as "expressionless" and "pretentious," and he could also hear her complaining that "the phoenix crown is too heavy" and "she is too hungry."
But in this time and space, Shen Jin couldn't hear anything.
He only saw a weak, boring, and even somewhat annoying woman.
"If you're scared, just go to sleep."
Shen Jin lost his patience. "I still have official documents to deal with. Go to the study to sleep."
After saying that, he turned and left without even glancing at her again.
"Respectfully seeing off Your Highness..."
Jiang Mianmian stood up and bowed, her body swaying precariously, as if she were about to faint at any moment.
Chen Jin strode out of the room and slammed the door shut.
The world is quiet now.
...
inside the house.
As Chen Jin's footsteps faded into the distance, Jiang Mianmian, who had been seemingly on the verge of collapse, instantly seemed to be put on pause, and then—
"call--!"
She let out a long sigh of relief, her previously hunched back instantly straightened, and the timid expression on her face vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of disgust and... ecstasy.
They're gone! They're finally gone!
[That jerk has a really strong presence; he almost scared me so much I messed up my performance!]
[But it's good that they left! Now this bed is all mine!]
Jiang Mianmian ripped off the incredibly heavy phoenix crown from her head and threw it onto the bed with a loud thud.
"Ouch, my neck..."
She rubbed her sore neck, then kicked off her shoes without any regard for appearances, sat cross-legged on the bed, and pulled out the roast chicken she had been hiding in her sleeve for half a day.
"Dad's starving!"
"Let's eat!"
She tore off a chicken leg and began to devour it, her mouth greasy and completely lacking in manners. While eating, she mumbled some indistinct curses:
"What regent? I bet he's just a cold-faced idiot!" "Sleeping in the study? No wonder you're single!" "Once I've saved enough money, I'll blow up this palace, then go to Jiangnan and keep ten male concubines! That'll make you furious!"
She was cursing merrily while eating heartily.
Completely unaware, a dark figure was silently returning outside the window.
...
Outside the door.
Shen Jin had already reached the courtyard gate when he suddenly remembered that his personal jade pendant was left on the wedding bed. It was a relic of the late emperor and could not be separated from him.
So he turned back with a dark expression.
He didn't have anyone announce his arrival, and because his lightness skill was so good, he walked without making a sound.
The moment his hand touched the latch, a strange chewing sound came from inside, along with... faint curses?
"A male concubine... I'll make you furious..."
His calm and collected gaze sharpened.
Is there an assassin?
No, that voice... it sounds familiar?
Instead of pushing the door open, he reached out his finger and silently poked a small hole in the window paper.
Then, he leaned closer to take a look.
Upon seeing this, Chen Jin's meticulous worldview crumbled.
On the wedding bed, the princess who had just been "frail and unable to take care of herself" and "panting after every step" was now sitting cross-legged with great gusto, gnawing on a greasy roast chicken with gusto.
One of her feet was still on the edge of the bed, and her skirt was lifted up to her knees, revealing a section of her fair calves.
Most importantly, the expression on her face.
That was... ferocity? No, it was wildness. It was that kind of arrogance that said, "I'm finally free!"
"Chen Jin, you big idiot!"
While gnawing on a bone, Jiang Mianmian cursed at the air, "So what if you're handsome? You were still completely fooled by my acting skills!"
"The study? You can sleep in the stables then!"
Shen Jin: ...
What a complete idiot?
Horse stables?
Acting skills?
Chen Jin's knuckles turned white as he gripped the door frame, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
good.
very good.
So this is the "sickly beauty" that the Empress Dowager gave him?
Is this the prime minister's daughter who is said to be "cowardly as a mouse"?
This isn't a rat! It's clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing! And a hungry wolf at that!
An unprecedented surge of anger welled up inside him, but beneath this anger, there was also a strange...excitement?
After all these years, she was the first woman to dare call him a "big idiot" behind his back.
Moreover, this energetic and foul-mouthed demeanor, though vulgar, is...
This is actually much more pleasing to the eye than that timid mannequin from before?
"Smack!"
Without further hesitation, Shen Jin pushed open the door.
A cold wind blew in.
Jiang Mianmian, who was inside the house, was so frightened that the chicken bone in her hand flew out.
"who?!"
She turned around in alarm.
Shen Jin stood at the door, exuding a chilling aura, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"princess."
Shen Jin walked in step by step, his gaze sweeping over the phoenix crown on the bed and the shoes on the floor, finally settling on her hand that was still holding half a chicken butt.
"You have a good appetite?"
Jiang Mianmian: !!!
Holy crap!
[It's come back to life?!]
Why is he back? This doesn't make sense! Is he making a surprise return?
My brain froze for 0.01 seconds in that instant.
Then, Jiang Mianmian made a surprising move.
With lightning speed, she hid the chicken's rear end behind her back, then flopped onto the bed, clutching her chest with both hands, instantly switching back into "Lin Daiyu" mode:
"Oh dear... Your Highness..."
Her voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I...I was so hungry just now...I was so hungry that I hallucinated...I thought I was eating chicken..."
"Actually...actually, I was dreaming...Waaaaah..."
Shen Jin was so angry at her textbook-perfect speed of changing her expression that he almost laughed.
dream?
So the oil on your lips is from a dream? And the whole house smelling of roast chicken is from a dream too?
"Yeah?"
Shen Jin walked to the bedside and looked down at her. "So, you were dreaming when you called me a complete idiot earlier?"
Jiang Mianmian's body stiffened.
[Oh no, I heard that.]
[I'm doomed now.]
"Your Highness has misheard!"
Jiang Mianmian stubbornly insisted, "I was cursing...cursing that chicken! It's an idiot! It doesn't taste good!"
Shen Jin leaned down, placing his hands on either side of her, trapping her in a small space.
Even without mind-reading abilities, he saw through the woman's true nature.
Gluttonous, loves to perform, audacious, and a habitual liar.
But strangely, he no longer wanted to kill her.
Because this was probably the most "vibrant" person he had met in the past five years.
"Jiang Mianmian".
Shen Jin pinched her chin, his fingertips wiping the grease from the corner of her mouth. "Your acting was good. It's a pity... you gave yourself away."
"From today onwards, stop faking illness for me."
"Since you have the energy to play PUBG, you also have the energy to curse people..."
Shen Jin's gaze deepened. "Then you must also have the strength... to serve me in bed, right?"
"ah?"
Jiang Mianmian was dumbfounded.
This plot isn't going in the right direction!
Shouldn't we banish her to the cold palace? Shouldn't we divorce her?
What the hell is this "serving someone in bed"?!
"Your Highness... I... I haven't bathed yet... I'm covered in oil..." Jiang Mianmian tried to struggle.
"It's alright."
Shen Jin ripped off the curtain, "This king... doesn't mind."
“Perfect timing, I’m hungry too. This ‘chicken’ looks more chewy than the last one…”
The red candles flickered.
Although the ability to read minds is no longer available, the story between these two "drama queens" seems to have begun in a more explosive and exciting way.
A tragic fate?
No.
This is probably... my destiny is to fall into your hands.
Regardless of time or space.
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