Chapter 03 Shen Sui
When Wu Chun saw Shen Sui for the first time, she felt a little dazed.
It was still the same indifferent face, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and even the small red mole at the end of his eye was as bright as in her memory.
This was the man she had loved for a lifetime.
Her heart began to beat wildly, but it was not like the heartbeat of a girl in her previous life when she saw her beloved.
It was because of fear.
The bloody storm seemed to fall on her again, and there seemed to be the sound of cruel weapons in her ears. The bone-chilling coldness on the Zhaotian Tower spread from her back. Fear instantly crawled all over her body, and there was also a bit of hatred.
She hated and feared him.
People like him, I don’t know if they will take softness, but they will definitely not take hardness. If she clashed with him directly and annoyed him, he might have done something.
Therefore, Wu Chun pretended to be a well-behaved prince's wife so that he could not find fault with her. But in fact, she had just gotten down from the couch and deliberately placed the amulet in a conspicuous place on the charcoal basin to annoy Shen Sui. Her
chin felt cold.
His fingers were long and powerful, causing her to hiss slightly in pain.
"Your Highness..." She called softly, blinked a few times, and her eyelashes were stained with a few broken jade beads. Her little mouth squinted, looking extremely aggrieved, "I have waited for you for more than a month. Now that you have returned to the palace, you not only don't say sweet words to me, but you are also so cold and cruel to me, and you don't even have any sympathy. My heart is really broken by your Highness! Your Highness, did you fall in love with some girl when you were on the march..."
As she spoke, she seemed to be jealous. She bit her red lips, and the tears that had not yet fallen fell down, looking pitiful.
The hot tears branded the cold back of her hand.
Shen Sui's hand loosened slightly, and Wu Chun pushed his hand away and turned his face away.
The beautiful curves of her shoulders and neck were revealed.
Shen Sui's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes stayed on her snow-white and flawless neck for a moment. The chill in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he just asked calmly: "What's the matter with the amulet?"
Wu Chun thought of his previous life, he was also so indifferent, but she always felt that if she treated others with sincerity, others would also treat her sincerely.
She sneered in her heart.
Turning around, she said to Shen Sui: "After I asked for the amulet, I remembered that Your Highness has never believed in ghosts and gods. If I make these, Your Highness will inevitably think that I am disobedient to you, so I burned it."
In the previous life, Shen Sui took the amulet, and Wu Chun saw it under the mulberry tree in the corner of the backyard not long after. It was probably thrown away by Shen Sui, and he was sad for a while.
It was one thing for him to throw it himself, and it was another for her to burn it herself.
Shen Sui rarely showed his emotions, and even less often would he show them for a long time, so this bit of anger soon dissipated, "In this case, there is no need to do this again in the future."
He squatted down and stretched out his hand towards her bare ankle.
Wu Chun shrank back suddenly and retreated to the edge of the bed. He lost his balance for a moment and fell directly onto the bed, with his quilt dented.
Shen Sui's outstretched hand froze in the air. He raised his eyes, and there was a hint of suspicion in his narrow and long phoenix eyes that was not easy to detect.
Wu Chun tried his best to calm his mind, "What is your highness doing..."
He died so tragically in his previous life, and Shen Sui suddenly reached out to her, how could she not be afraid?
His voice was trembling, but it was natural because he had just cried.
The wind and snow hit the window, making a trembling sound. A wisp of cold wind drilled in, seeping into people's bones, and Wu Chun couldn't help but shiver.
"Since you are afraid of the cold, you shouldn't stand barefoot on the ground." Shen Sui's eyes turned, and without seeing her socks, he grabbed her ankles and brought her into the quilt.
When his hand touched her skin, almost all the hairs on her body stood up, and she shuddered subconsciously.
Shen Sui just thought that his hands were too cold.
After Wu Chun's legs were covered by the quilt, he said sarcastically, "Don't bother."
He was also occasionally gentle in his previous life. Whenever Wu Chun was discouraged, he would always give her some tenderness at the right time, just like an ordinary couple, bending down to put on her stockings.
But Wu Chun knew very well in her heart that Shen Sui was just pretending. After all, she was still his concubine on the surface, and she would not believe him again.
Shen Sui heard her neither salty nor light tone, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.
The window creaked, and the wind and snow outside seemed to be more urgent.
It made the two people in the hall speechless.
In the past, Wu Chun should have held Shen Sui's hand, chattering non-stop, wishing to tell her beloved husband how many pieces of osmanthus cakes she used every day, but now, she had nothing to say.
Wu Chun was afraid of the cold, and there was more charcoal to be burned in the hall than in other halls. The charcoal fire in the palace had a fixed amount, and Shen Sui moved some of the charcoal from his own palace here.
The air was warm, and Shen Sui felt hot after standing for a while. He took off his cloak and coat, and looked down.
After all, they had been married for four years. When his dark eyes darkened, she knew it, and immediately hugged her knees and curled up like a squirrel, "Your Highness, I have my period today. It's daytime now, and you just came back from the army, you must be very tired, it's better to do it another day. It's not that I don't want to, but I'm afraid of disturbing Your Highness."
It's actually not in accordance with etiquette to have sex in the daytime, but how could Shen Sui, a patricide, take etiquette into consideration?
This is also why Wu Chun dared to get up from the couch at noon, and dared to greet Shen Sui without makeup or decoration.
"Then let's try another method." Shen Sui had already sensed a subtle change in her, which made him unhappy. He had no intention of letting her go. His tall shadow almost covered Wu Chun completely. He leaned down, and his scorching breath came over.
Wu Chun unconsciously shrank into the corner, her hands tightly grasped the quilt, and her nails pinched the embroidery on it, causing it to curl.
Shen Sui pinched her wrist, and because he was close to her, he could smell the faint fragrance on her body, and his breath became hotter.
He could easily control her resistance. Seeing her tightly clenched hand in his, he pursed his lips and said, "What happened to you today?"
Shen Sui was now 21 years old, full of vigor and vitality, while Wu Chun had a slender figure, a girl's slender figure, and skin as white as porcelain. After a bath, her skin was so soft that it could be blown away, and it was white and pink.
In the previous life, the two of them had done this quite frequently.
Shen Sui rarely reveals too much emotion. Even when he is in love, his eyes are deep. When he is in a good mood, he will bite her earlobe and be gentle with her for a while.
But she always cries with tears in her eyes.
But Wu Chun has just died once. Even if she knows that husband and wife should be in a good relationship, she can't hide when she is in the palace, and it is hard for her to accept it now.
Shen Sui asked, "But it's cold again?" He tightened his hand and wrapped it around her with a thin hand. The man's body temperature spread all the way up from the connection between the palms.
But these hands have been stained with the blood of countless people.
And he just asked casually, and it was hard to see how much real concern he had.
Wu Chun still wanted to withdraw her hand, and secretly argued with him, "Your Highness is returning to the palace today, exhausted, and should have a good rest. Of course, I should serve Your Highness, but I have been worried about Your Highness day and night recently, and I am not in good spirits. I am afraid that it will be difficult for Your Highness to enjoy it. It is better to wait for a few days, when both Your Highness and I have recovered, and then do this."
Shen Sui did not let go of her hand immediately, but rubbed it gently in his palm . , with the other hand she tucked a strand of Wu Chun's hair behind her ear, laughed coldly, and said slowly: "You said you were worried about me day and night, but you were so resistant to me, do you think I can't see it?"
Wu Chun didn't have anything nice to say, and the eagerness in his eyes was no longer pretended, "Since Your Highness can see it, why bother to touch me?"
She wanted to see something in his dark eyes.
In her previous life, she hoped that he would love her a little, and now she hoped that he would leave as soon as possible.
As expected, the anger in Shen Sui's eyes gradually melted away, "Do you know what you are talking about? I haven't seen you for three months, and you have changed a lot."
"If you want to force me to do something I don't want to do, why should I obey your wishes?" Wu Chun retorted.
Shen Sui squeezed her hand with more force, which made her feel a little painful. A red mark suddenly appeared on the back of her hand. He was angry and said, "Do you have to quarrel with me?"
His hand went down from behind her ear, along the curve of her neck and spine, all the way to her waist. With a light hook, her underwear opened, and with another pull, the belt of her underwear also came loose.
"What are you doing!" She shouted in surprise.
Wu Chun's exposed skin trembled slightly, and her back immediately shuddered because of the cold.
Shen Sui looked down, only lingering for a moment, then moved away, instead staring at her eyes carefully. There was no admiration in those eyes as before, only fear and a bit of hatred.
He clamped her hands with one hand and pinched her with the other.
"No, let me go!"
Wu Chun felt painful and hot, and struggled with all her strength, but he just looked at her calmly, like a wolf lurking in the snow, and gradually, the lust in his eyes disappeared. He can endure many things, not just working hard to fight for the throne.
Shen Sui let her go, and she quickly pulled up the quilt.
He stood up, his figure was tall and straight, his shadow was heavy, and he took his cloak while saying coldly: "Remember, even if you and I are at fault, even if you have grievances, you can't go back."
The hall was bright, he was wearing a black cross-collared robe, a flawless white jade tied around his waist and a jade hairpin on his crown were rare bright colors, other than that, he was monotonous black.
It was a color that could not be warmed up.
At that moment, Wu Chun was trembling all over, and he squeezed out a voice from between his teeth with hatred, "I know."
He walked away without stopping, only his back, without looking back.
Just like treating a plaything in a cage, Huang Ying.
Wu Chun watched him gradually disappear from her sight until she could no longer see him through the gap in the window, and murmured, "If... in my previous life, I had married the eldest prince as agreed by both parties, wouldn't we have at least been able to live a respectful life for a few years instead of like this?"
"... Forget it, I want to escape from here!"
But how can she escape from under Shen Sui's nose? How should she spend her time in the palace?
Wu Chun sneezed.
She had died once, so she naturally understood.
Be more cautious and well-behaved? That won't work, because then she would be living back to her previous life.
She needs to find a balance between being cautious and free, to disgust Shen Sui while not making any mistakes.
But how can she leave the palace next?
At night, Shen Sui did not come to Fengchun Palace.
While bathing, Wu Chun was still thinking about countermeasures. While Jing Lian poured hot water over her body again and again, her black hair, which was shining with water, stuck together in clumps, she was thinking quietly.
During this period, Shen Sui returned to the court and wiped out the Xiyou people, which was considered a merit. Because General Cheng Tong said some good things in front of the emperor, even if the emperor disliked Shen Sui, Shen Sui's reward would soon come.
This reward would easily attract the attention of people in the palace.
Wu Chun remembered that in the previous life, Shen Sui did not seem to have suffered too many difficulties. However, Empress Chen miscarried the pregnancy she had conceived with great difficulty, and Concubine Liu was demoted to a concubine. Liu's daughter, the current Princess Shen Ying, was also confined for a period of time.
Wait, Shen Ying?
When Wu Chun mentioned this princess, she suddenly had an idea.
She had an unformed plan in her mind.
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