After eating and drinking her fill, Shen Muqing returned to her little nest, completely ignoring Mo Yunjing's words.
Shen Muqing lay on the tatami mat, preparing to take a nap. She had gotten up too early today and needed to catch up on her sleep.
She slept soundly until dark, and Zhu Qiu didn't disturb her. Shen Muqing stretched comfortably and exclaimed, "Awesome!"
Just as she was about to call Zhu Qiu, she discovered an uninvited guest in the room.
A tall man sat prominently on a wooden table not far from the couch, holding a book he was reading.
Upon hearing Shen Muqing's voice, Mo Yanye closed his book and looked at her with a smile.
!
Did he hear her cow-like mooing? Shen Muqing's skin has always been very thin, and her face, which was fair and rosy after just waking up, was now even more flushed.
What are you doing here?
Shen Muqing stared at him warily. Yesterday's blunder was irreversible, and the next mistake couldn't be any more outrageous.
"Qingqing, what do you think I'm here for?"
He stood up, blocking out most of the light in the room. "Have you forgotten me after not seeing me for a day?"
"You are shameless."
Shen Muqing was furious. Her reputation was ruined by a man, and this was in ancient times. If it were discovered, she would be drowned in a pig cage.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Shen Muqing raised her hand and slapped him across the face. The man's wheat-colored skin showed no trace of the slap.
Mo Yanye tilted his head to one side to cooperate with Shen Muqing.
His hands moved faster than his brain; by the time Shen Muqing reacted, the slap was already on his face. Tsk, he's got thick skin.
A tingling sensation quickly spread through Shen Muqing's hand, and her fair, delicate hand felt a slight pain.
What had she just done? In a moment of impulse, she dared to hit the emperor's son; she was somewhat impressed with herself.
Mo Yanye didn't speak. Shen Muqing couldn't figure out what he was thinking. She just looked at his dark, deep eyes and felt a chill. Could he be angry? Could she still save her own life?
If there's any regret, Shen Muqing does have some. He'd already started the fight, and he regretted not going any harder; he'd been too careless.
Shen Muqing watched helplessly as Mo Yanye drew closer and closer, her voice trembling as she said, "What do you want to do? If you come any closer, I'll call for help."
Mo Yanye took her hand and placed it on his other cheek, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her. "I want this side too."
? ? ?
What kind of rabid and insolent words are these? Is this even correct?
Shen Muqing was stunned. Who said that ancient people were rigid and boring? She didn't think it was true.
"Are you crazy? You're a complete lunatic."
"madman?"
Mo Yanye repeated her words, then lowered his head and said, "Indeed, some people have called me a madman."
He had long since gone mad, driven insane by Shen Muqing. Ever since he was ten, he had dreamt of a pair of tearful eyes, which he had drawn and searched the world for but could not find.
At that time, he believed that it must be the work of ghosts, and as he got older, the dreams became more and more frequent.
Those who know him are aware of his crazy behavior. Rumors circulate that the Fifth Prince is good in every way, except that he often talks nonsense.
Everyone thought he had gone mad, and indeed he had long since gone mad. In the days when he couldn't find Shen Muqing, he was no different from a walking corpse. Finding the woman in his dreams had become his lifelong obsession.
Fortunately, he found his Qingqing, and he will keep a close eye on her.
"I miss you terribly every day I don't see you."
Shen Muqing was a little frightened. Mo Yanye was getting closer and closer. "Qingqing, do you like me? Don't like anyone else."
The Prime Minister's daughter, Shen Muqing, is so infatuated with Crown Prince Mo Yunjing that everyone knows she has long considered herself his wife. Even though she has never met him, she has fallen for him without hesitation and has been working hard to become his wife.
"That won't do, I only like myself."
Shen Mu said it was only natural to clean up.
"Qingqing, I don't like that sentence."
"oh"
Shen Muqing answered fearlessly, with an air of "What can you do to me?"
However, she underestimated Mo Yanye's shamelessness. He wanted to completely possess Shen Muqing, inside and out, both in mind and body.
"Don't get too close to me."
Her nostrils were filled with the strong, cold, masculine scent of Mo Yanye, which wasn't pleasant but reassuring.
"You stay here obediently, I will come to marry you soon."
Mo Yanye made a promise to Shen Muqing, gazing at her affectionately, but then, as if remembering something, his expression turned frantic.
"You are not allowed to let any other man touch you, including your brother, understand?"
Shen Muqing: "I'm already married, how can I marry you?" This really touched on her blind spot. Could it be that a woman could serve two husbands? It's not impossible.
Her eyes were so innocent and easily revealed her thoughts, making it easy for anyone to guess what she was thinking.
"Stop having unrealistic ideas. From now on, you'll only have me as your man. Even if we die, we'll be in the same grave."
Obsessive yet deeply affectionate, Mo Yanye expressed his thoughts without any reservations. He was afraid of missing out on Shen Muqing, so if he wanted her, he would take her by force. It didn't matter if she got married; he had plenty of means and strength.
"So, will you behave?"
With a hint of coaxing and threat, Mo Yanye awaited her answer, his eyes fixed on Shen Muqing's face, not missing any of her expressions. If Shen Muqing showed any resistance, he might make his Qingqing suffer a bit; the playful kitten always has to go home.
"Marry me first, then we can talk about these things."
Shen Muqing thought to herself: You're kidding, how could she possibly marry him when she's already the Crown Princess? She just doesn't believe it.
The perfunctory attitude clearly showed that he didn't take it seriously, but Mo Yanye didn't dwell on the topic anymore. The process didn't matter as long as the result was right.
"good."
A sudden bird call rang out, exceptionally clear in the quiet night. Mo Yanye's eyes flickered slightly; it seemed time was running out.
He used his size advantage to roughly pull Shen Muqing into his arms, and Shen Muqing crashed straight into his hard chest, making her nose go numb.
Mo Yanye buried his head in her hair and inhaled deeply, then kissed the cherry lips he had longed for day and night without saying a word.
"Waaah~"
His kisses, like him, were domineering and forceful, giving no chance to refuse.
After a moment, Mo Yanye released her, his voice low and husky, "Wait for me."
Shen Muqing was left alone in the same spot. She reached out and rubbed her lips, hoping that he wouldn't catch her off guard, or he would be in for a beating.
They came and went quickly, appearing and disappearing like ghosts. Shen Muqing decided that next time she went to sleep, she would definitely lock the door so that he would not have any chance to take advantage of her.
"Bamboo Autumn."
She called softly, and Zhu Qiu, who was outside the door, responded and entered. "The Crown Princess is the Fifth Prince. He forbade me to speak."
Zhu Qiu explained why she hadn't woken her up; she didn't dare offend the Fifth Prince.
"It's nothing, I'm just hungry."
"This servant will go prepare the meal immediately."
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