Sheng Jin raised his hand and gently pinched Liu Lingxi's chin. The delicate touch made him reluctant to let go, and his heart fluttered. He wished he could continue the happy thing he had just done.
Especially when his gaze fell upon the woman's fair and delicate face, it aroused his greed and an intense, inescapable possessiveness.
"Xi'er, you know I'm a madman. As long as you stay obediently by my side, I'll grant you anything you want."
The man's throat bobbed, and his gaze grew increasingly unrestrained, as if it carried a scorching heat that could burn a hole through a person.
After Sheng Jin finished speaking, he did not rush to act. Instead, he released the woman's grip and opened his hand in front of Liu Lingxi.
He was waiting, waiting for the woman to willingly step into his trap, until she was completely caught.
"Then I must save Sheng Changfeng's life."
"Can."
As Sheng Jin finished speaking, Liu Lingxi bit her red lips and finally placed her small hand in Sheng Jin's large palm.
The moment their hands clasped, Sheng Jin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, knowing that Xi'er couldn't escape now.
Even if Sheng Changfeng comes back, he won't be afraid anymore.
That's right.
The previous attempts to test him were all due to Sheng Jin's unease. He knew that the means he used to get Liu Lingxi were dishonorable, and he also knew that Xi'er did not love him.
However, he was now certain that once the contract was signed, there would be no room for reneging.
Sheng Jin was in a good mood and immersed in pleasure with Liu Lingxi. Having finally gotten his hands on the meat, he turned into a wolf and completely fell at Liu Lingxi's feet.
The people below expressed their understanding, saying, "We really understand."
Since the Emperor started dating the Imperial Noble Consort, he has been gentle and kind every day, and his personality has become very comfortable. He rarely loses his temper during court sessions anymore.
Well, in the end, Sheng Jin still conferred the title of Imperial Noble Consort on Liu Lingxi. The news was kept from Jiangnan, but it spread throughout the entire capital.
Because Liu Lingxi is currently unwell and has four months left before giving birth, the investiture ceremony was kept simple to avoid tiring her out.
No one raised any objection to this.
Who would dare? After all, the current emperor even deposed the empress to pave the way for the Imperial Noble Consort. They don't want to be dismissed from their posts so early.
Being dismissed from office is a good thing; it would be terrible if one day they lost their heads.
Moreover, His Majesty is in his prime, full of vigor and talent, and is not someone to be trifled with. They are not so tactless as to be so blind.
Days passed by slowly like this...
Everyone was satisfied with this situation, except for Sheng Changling.
Prince Jing's Mansion.
It was still that familiar study, and a figure was standing by the window, busy with something.
This person was none other than Sheng Changling, who had been silent for a long time.
At this moment, he was unusually free of official duties and was sketching something with a pen, but his expression was not relaxed.
The rising incense smoke and the fragrance of peach blossoms filled his nostrils, finally relieving his restlessness.
Sheng Changling looked at the portrait of the beauty he had drawn and was not satisfied at all, because he had not captured even a tenth of the beauty's spirit.
But Sheng Changling, suffering from unrequited love, dared not tear up the painting, because it was the best he could paint.
At his feet were piles of discarded drafts of various sizes, all of which he was dissatisfied with, making the place far less neat than before.
Just like his heart, ever since he met Liu Lingxi, it has never been as peaceful as before.
"Xi'er, Xi'er, how can I get you?"
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