Chapter 43 How to Coax? Practice
Shen Shi let him pinch her, a gentle smile spreading in his eyes. When he heard Pei Heng's question, his eyes drifted away for a moment.
The memory was not entirely beautiful, and was tinged with gloom and paranoia.
He lowered his head and buried his face in Pei Heng's neck to dispel the darkness in his heart.
When he raised his head again, the tenderness in Chen Shi's eyes became even stronger, and a light kiss fell on Pei Heng's sensitive earlobe.
"I am a civil servant, but... before marrying you, I studied martial arts for a few years."
Pei Heng's ears felt hot from his kiss, but he still keenly grasped the key point of his words.
He tilted his head slightly, avoiding Shen Shi's lips, and looked at him inquiringly.
"Why?"
Shen Shi nuzzled into Pei Heng's arms, his expression clinging to him, and he kissed him more aggressively, "I want to protect you."
These four simple words are so weighty, carrying the determination that spans two lifetimes.
Pei Heng was actually not completely satisfied with this answer.
He always felt that there was something deeper hidden in Shen Shi's heart, but he did not ask.
Pei Heng raised his hand, covered the back of Shen Shi's hand around his waist, and interlocked his fingers with his, holding them tightly.
"I'm the one who protected you." Pei Heng sincerely corrected Shen Shi, and said, "Don't take such risks in the future. What if you get hurt?"
Pei Heng was a little conflicted, and held down Shen Shi's soft lips that were kissing him non-stop.
"You know how clingy you are when you're sick?"
Chen Shi's narrow eyes became confused, his eyelashes trembled, and he nodded obediently, his fingertips resting on Pei Heng's palm that was pressing on his mouth, and his eyes were soft when he looked at him.
Pei Heng stared into his eyes for a while, then held up Shen Shi's face and kissed him as he wished.
Pei Heng's proactive kiss was very different from Shen Shi's.
He really didn't have much experience, and he relied on instinct to get intimate with Shen Shi. The tip of his tongue became increasingly hot as if it contained fire, and his passion burst forth.
Chen Shi enjoyed it very much, his breathing became more and more disordered. In the gap, he saw that Pei Heng's earlobe was red, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it. He stroked the soft flesh behind the earlobe for a while, and inexplicably had a hallucination of invisible cat ears. It was like this every time, it would turn red when he kissed it.
Shen Shi liked it very much.
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Outside the car.
In the shadow of a corner not far away, Ling Yue squatted quietly and rested.
He took out his cell phone, the cold light of the screen illuminated his expressionless face, and messages in the group chat popped up one by one.
Ling Yue stared at the screen, his fingers awkwardly tapping on the virtual keyboard, typing word by word: [Ying Gong confessed that he accepted money from the chief judge and used that money to exchange for the prize he won.]
Yan Ke: [Yes, we've investigated. The chief judge was incredibly audacious. He wanted to secretly steal the crown prince's calligraphy and jade ring without his father-in-law's knowledge, so he colluded with Ying Gong. He promised Ying Gong that he would buy the prize Ying Gong was supposed to receive, and then, using a cat to replace the crown prince, took the real thing for himself.]
Wen Desheng, who was following the news about Pei Heng's match in the group chat, immediately replied: [This is simply outrageous. The two adults must seek justice for His Highness!]
It was followed by an emoticon of someone looking so angry that he was smoking.
Lin Qingyuan tagged Ling Yue: [@影, Your Highness, how are you feeling? Have you been affected by these dirty things?]
Ling Yue raised his head and his eyes fell on the black car parked on the side of the road.
You can't see inside from the outside.
But he had excellent hearing and could clearly hear even the slightest breathing sounds in the car.
He was silent for three seconds, lowered his head, and continued to poke the screen.
[No. The Crown Princess is coaxing me.]
Lin Qingyuan: [How did you coax her?]
Ling Yue pondered for a moment, then slowly moved his fingers: [Practice what you preach.]
Lin Qingyuan on the other side of the screen: [I hit it.]
Yan Ke: [I bumped into it.]
Wen Desheng, who's recently been hooked on overbearing CEO novels, commented: "Young Master, it's wonderful to have someone who understands your feelings and is so considerate. This old servant is deeply relieved! (wiping tears.jpg)"
The subsequent handling of this matter, as Yan Ke said to Pei Heng, has nothing to do with them anymore.
The association has its own internal rules and regulations and disciplines, so one can imagine what happened to the chief judge and Ying Gong.
That night, Pei Heng received a call from Yan Ke.
"Xiao Heng," Yan Ke's voice came through the receiver, very gentle, "Don't worry, the association will complete the process for the calligraphy reward as soon as possible and send it to you. You've been very busy these past few days. Take a good rest for a few days and adjust yourself. It won't be too late to go back to school."
Pei Heng was curled up on the sofa, lying on Shen Shi's legs, drowsy, and responded lazily.
"Okay, I see. Thank you, teacher."
His tone was relaxed, and it was obvious that he didn't take those bad things to heart.
Yan Ke was no longer worried and changed the subject: "By the way, is Shen Shi next to you? If it's convenient, let him answer the phone."
Pei Heng handed the phone to Shen Shi, who was reading a book next to him, and said, "Here, Teacher Yan wants to see you."
Shen Shi took the phone, lowered his eyes and lightly touched the tip of Pei Heng's nose.
"Teacher Yan."
"I mentioned you to Mr. Ji before and gave him a brief account of your situation. This time, I'm asking for your help mainly for a painting called 'Spring Examination Picture' that has been handed down from the Pei Kingdom."
Shen Shi's fingers gripping the phone tightened slightly, his eyes focused.
"The painting is severely damaged, especially the figures, which are blurry."
"Mr. Ji and his colleagues have been trying to restore it, but progress has been slow, mainly due to a lack of sufficient reference."
The highlight of the painting is the newly crowned Crown Prince Pei Heng.
Shen Shi is the most suitable person to participate in the restoration of this painting. He even remembers all the details of that day.
Shen Shi listened quietly, and that spring day seemed to appear before his eyes again.
Inside the palace, flowers are in full bloom. The young Crown Prince, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stands before the ministers and students. He is full of vigor and vitality, with an innate dignity between his brows.
"Okay." Shen Shi agreed, "I'll do my best."
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In the next few days, Shen Shi became a little busy.
He was invited to Ji Lao's studio to participate in the restoration work of "Spring Examination Picture".
During the repair period, Ji Lao called Shen Shi aside.
He handed Shen Shi a cup of tea, his eyes appreciating it. "This time, it's really thanks to you. This painting can regain its glory. Your contribution is not small. Tell me if you have any requests. As long as it is within my ability, you can ask for it."
Mr. Ji's words carried great weight, practically paving a smooth path for Shen Shi's future.
Shen Shi took the teacup, raised his eyes, and said calmly, "Master Ji, I only have one request."
"Oh? Go ahead." Mr. Ji looked at him with interest.
"I hope," Shen Shi said word by word, "the Calligraphy Association can give Pei Heng the public honor and recognition he deserves for winning this competition."
"He won it fair and square. His talent and strength deserve to be seen by everyone, not settled privately and the prize taken away quietly."
Ji Lao was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Shen Shi’s request to be this.
He put down his teacup and looked at Shen Shi, his eyes showing a hint of depth. "Have you ever considered anything for yourself? For example, the opportunity to continue your studies at a top university, or a project that would make you famous in the industry."
The moment he heard these words, Shen Shi was stunned for a moment.
It seemed like someone had asked him the same question in his previous life.
When he gave up the smooth career path paved for him by his family and insisted on becoming an official in the Eastern Palace and eventually became the Crown Princess, someone asked him: Is it worth it? Don’t you consider your own future?
The sunlight shines through the window lattice and falls on Shen Shi.
He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the clear tea in the cup, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
Regardless of past or present life, his answer has never changed.
Everything he did, every step he took, was only for his Highness.
"No need." Shen Shi raised his head and met Ji Lao's inquiring gaze with a calm look.
"I've got what I wanted."
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