Chapter 87 This dull pain penetrated to the bone marrow, etched deep into the depths of my memory.
As she said those words, Shen Pingjin felt a dull ache in her heart.
This dull pain, penetrating to the bone marrow, made Shen Pingjin extremely uncomfortable. It was as if this body of Shen Pingjin in this world was experiencing a physiological reaction upon hearing these words.
Su Xuanmao forced a smile and finally took Shen Ruixue's hand tightly. "Aunt, are you satisfied now that you see Ruixue and me like this?"
The bitterness he expected to see did not appear. All Su Xuanmao saw was the bright smile on the girl's face. "Your Highness is so kind."
"So...how wonderful! Hahahaha—"
Su Xuanmao seemed to have gone mad, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and a strange laugh emanating from his throat.
He gripped Shen Ruixue's hand even tighter, "Thank you for your blessing, Your Majesty. I am deeply grateful."
He laughed so hard that tears almost streamed down his face. Only then did Su Xuanmao realize that Shen Pingjin was determined to forget him. It turned out that everything she had said to the Emperor since the day she entered the palace to pay her respects had not been a lie.
The woman who grew up with him and was deeply in love with him has now become so indifferent.
Shen Pingjin looked at Su Xuanmao coldly, as if she were watching a theatrical performer.
"Your Highness, has something to make you happy that you're laughing so loudly? Why don't you tell your royal aunt and let me share in your joy?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the thing that pleases me most is that I have married Your Majesty's younger sister," Su Xuanmao said calmly.
His crazy behavior just now seemed to be just an illusion created by everyone. Now, Su Xuanmao has returned to his gentle and refined appearance.
Shen Pingjin seemed to have heard something interesting. She looked at Shen Ruixue and said, "Sister, I am so happy for you that you have found such a husband."
Shen Ruixue looked at the red mark on her palm, concealing the malice that flashed in her eyes, and bowed slightly: "Sister, you are too kind. However... why didn't the Regent accompany you to Yujingfang to choose clothes today?"
Shen Pingjin looked at Lu Qingjia, whom she was holding hands with on her left. Her bright smile was dazzling to Shen Ruixue. "Sister, I have to accompany Young Master Lu to the market today. After all, this little boy is so cute."
"Young Master Lu?"
The tense atmosphere among the group prevented Shen Ruixue and Su Xuanmao from noticing that a child was standing next to Shen Pingjin.
The boy had porcelain-white skin and a pair of bright, black grape-like eyes that were moist and sparkling.
He wore a light blue brocade robe, with a silver-sheathed dagger at his waist, and his gleaming boots were adorned with delicate silver bells.
He seemed to notice the gazes directed at him, and his light-colored brows furrowed slightly.
He looked up at Shen Pingjin, his voice sounding somewhat aggrieved, "Pretty sister, why are they all looking at me?"
Shen Pingjin smiled slightly: "Of course it's because our Jiajia is cute."
Su Xuanmao looked at Lu Qingjia, lost in thought. Just now, Shen Pingjin had addressed this young master as Young Master Lu, and judging from his extraordinary attire, in this capital city, the Lu family held considerable status and position…
Su Xuanmao frowned. The General's Mansion?
Young Master Lu, Young Master… Su Xuanmao glanced at Lu Qingjia again, and when he saw that Lu Qingjia only reached Shen Pingjin’s shoulder, he knew the answer.
He should be young, surnamed Lu, young master, from the Zhenguo General's Mansion.
This person should be the youngest grandson of the General of the State, and the youngest son of General Lu.
Su Xuanmao understood. He stepped forward and looked at Chen Pingjin, "Young Master Lu? Aunt, is he the eldest grandson of the General of the State?"
Shen Pingjin smiled and nodded: "That's right, he is General Lu's youngest grandson."
Su Xuanmao smiled upon hearing this. He released Shen Ruixue's hand and walked up to Lu Qingjia. "Young Master Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Lu Qingjia looked at the handsome and gentle man in front of her, a hint of impatience flashing across her face.
He wasn't unaware of the determination in her eyes that flashed across his face—a determination to have the pretty woman.
"Are you the current Crown Prince?" Lu Qingjia asked coldly.
Su Xuanmao was surprised that Lu Qingjia didn't even greet him. He was stunned for a moment and clearly saw the hostility that flashed in Lu Qingjia's eyes. He was a little confused.
The two were clearly meeting for the first time, so why would such a young child have such an expression?
Su Xuanmao gave a soft "hmm" and slowly retreated to Shen Ruixue's side.
A warm touch came from her wrist again. Shen Ruixue looked at Su Xuanmao in surprise as he took her wrist, a slight flutter rising in her heart.
The next moment, Su Xuanmao approached Shen Ruixue, his warm, burning, and uniquely masculine scent instantly engulfing her.
Su Xuanmao breathed softly into her ear, "Shen Ruixue, cooperate with me."
My heart, which had been pounding wildly, suddenly cooled down as if doused with a bucket of ice-cold water.
Shen Ruixue's face was stiff, her expression indifferent, and she nodded faintly.
“My Crown Princess, your aunt is here. Seeing how loving we are, she, as your sister, should feel very gratified.”
Shen Ruixue forced a coquettish laugh, "Brother Su, the Regent is not here, aren't you... just provoking your sister for no reason?"
Su Xuanmao wrapped his large arm around the woman's slender waist and said, "What are you saying? Your aunt and I have such a good relationship. She must be very happy to see us being so affectionate."
Shen Ruixue gave Su Xuanmao a reproachful look, "Brother Su, you..." Her words were full of doting affection.
As if wanting to prove something, Su Xuanmao looked at Chen Pingjin and said, "Aunt, seeing me and Ruixue like this, you must be blessing us, right?"
Su Xuanmao stared intently at Shen Pingjin's face, seemingly not wanting to miss any expression on her face.
The girl in front of me,
Bow slightly and kneel in greeting.
A pair of eyes, as calm as autumn water, gazed at him with a stillness as deep as an ancient well.
Her voice was as soft as a spring breeze rustling through green leaves, as calm as a street on a cold, chilly night.
She looked at Su Xuanmao and smiled slightly, "Your Highness, if you and Sister Ruixue are truly in love, that is wonderful. Unlike me, although my husband treats me very well, he doesn't treat me the only one he treats well."
These words seemed to express regret, but there was no change in her eyes. She seemed to care nothing about what Su Xuanmao said, and also seemed to care nothing about whether Yan Jue was present.
Not seeing the reaction he wanted, a fleeting look of dejection crossed Su Xuanmao's eyes, but what followed was an even stronger sense of passionate possessiveness and obsession.
He didn't believe that Shen Pingjin really didn't like him anymore!
He doesn't believe it!
In the past, the woman learned all sorts of skills for him, just to match his high status as a prince. But now that the woman has suddenly married someone else, he feels very bitter.
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