Chapter 10 Silver Bells
Shen Sui didn't need to say much. He glanced and the servants in the yard retreated tactfully. For a moment, only Wu Chun and him were left.
Wu Chun tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.
Shen Sui said coldly, "Come down."
Wu Chun didn't come down. "Who are you? What right do you have to order me?"
Shen Sui patiently said, "You are married to your husband. You are too bold. There are many people in the palace. How can you behave like this?"
After saying that, he walked forward and wanted to reach out his hand, but Wu Chun was sitting too high. She was as soft as a pile of mud. Shen Sui then entered the hall and climbed the stairs, picked up Wu Chun by the waist, and stepped down with a few steps.
Wu Chun raised his hand and lifted Shen Sui's chin, smiling, "My husband died a long time ago."
"How dare you!" Shen Sui's eyebrows jumped, and he looked down at her with a pair of drunken eyes, which were lifeless. It was not intentional, but the anger in his chest surged even more, "Take a closer look, who carried you down?"
Wu Chun's eyes widened, and he really looked at him.
Shen Sui had already carried her into the hall and put her on the bed. She leaned against the bedpost as if she had no bones.
Wu Chun said, "You... are Xiao Fuzi?"
I don't know which eunuch it is.
Shen Sui sat down beside her, his voice cold, "You name one, I'll kill one."
Wu Chun seemed to not understand what he was saying, smiling and tapping his chest with a finger, silver bells jingling, "Then go and kill Shen Sui."
"Wu, do you know what you are saying?!"
His slender fingers strangled her neck. Drunk people react slowly. She had trouble breathing, and soon her face turned red. Tears came out of the corners of her eyes because of coughing.
After all, he was drunk. Shen Sui suppressed his anger and loosened his hand.
Wu Chun's mouth clenched, and tears began to fall without a line, "But he will kill me."
Shen Sui's anger turned into suspicion, and gradually, a layer of murderous intent appeared in his eyes!
Why did he say that? Did he know something that he couldn't tell anyone?
If... she knew his plan...
she continued to cry, "I haven't celebrated my birthday for a long time. It's fine if Shen Sui doesn't care about me. I'm happy without him... But, a man like him shouldn't have a wife... Marrying him is like marrying a dead person."
"Why?"
Shen Sui's murderous intent disappeared.
Shen Sui couldn't figure it out. He couldn't say he cared much for her, but he was very considerate of the proper manners of a couple. He never scolded her in public, nor did he discuss or ridicule her with others. Everyone said that Wuchun was so lucky, so how dare she say that about him?
She sobbed twice, but couldn't speak for a long time. She just cried, with strings of tears dripping down.
Her makeup is smudged again.
Shen Sui felt a headache.
He brought the washbasin, picked up the towel and wiped her face stiffly. He wiped very slowly, but the effect was not very good. Wuchun's face was mottled, the lip balm was smudged, and the whole chin was red.
Shen Sui looked at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched for some reason.
Today is her birthday.
He remembered it.
He shouldn't have come back, but after thinking about it, he hurried back to give her some dignity.
But she said that she was happier without him.
Shen Sui's mouth corners were pressed down again, and his thin lips were pursed into a line, "You are happy in Fengchun Palace, do you know why I hurried back tonight?"
Wu Chun seemed to recognize him at this time, "What does it have to do with me whether you come back or not? Even if you die outside, it has nothing to do with me. On the contrary, I should applaud. If my husband dies, I can run away with all the gold and silver treasures!"
"Wow." The towel was thrown into the basin, splashing a lot of water.
Veins on Shen Sui's forehead throbbed, "If you say that again, I will really kill you!"
Wu Chun's tears, which had been stopped with great difficulty, were about to burst out again, "You are so fierce."
Then he picked himself up and curled up like a hedgehog, revealing half of his white calves. Silver bells were tied to his ankles with red ropes, making his skin look even whiter.
She was dressed particularly boldly today. Whenever her sleeves and skirts moved, some skin would be exposed. Her waist was even cut, and a part of her slender waist was clearly exposed.
"Who else has seen you dressed like this except the people in Yuning Palace?" Shen Sui's voice was cold.
"No more."
"If Ben... Shen Sui were here, would you wear this?"
"I won't. Why should I let him have this?" Wu Chun looked innocent.
Shen Sui laughed in anger, his tone gloomy, "Okay, very good. Tomorrow the imperial palace will kill all the servants in Yuning Palace!"
However, his words had no effect on Wu Chun. She hugged her knees, her eyelids fluttered a few times, and then closed completely.
Shen Sui held her ankles. After she moaned, she changed her position, supported her head with her left hand, and continued to sleep soundly against the bedpost.
Shen Sui felt like he had punched cotton, and he couldn't vent his anger.
Her ankles were soft in his hands, as if they could melt like snow in his palms, and the red line was so dazzling that he couldn't take his eyes away.
But he fell asleep, drunk as a puddle of mud.
Shen Sui kicked open the door of Fengchun Palace, "Someone come!"
Jinglian and Yuli came running over with their heads down, not daring to breathe.
"Bathe the princess carefully, and don't let any smell of alcohol remain."
Shen Sui left after giving his instructions. The little guard who followed him back to the palace thought he was rushing to the outskirts of Beijing to handle official business tomorrow, so he said carefully: "Your Highness, it's not a good time to leave the palace now. You need the permission of the emperor. Can you..."
"Who said I'm leaving the palace?" Shen Sui walked towards Xuanyang Palace.
The little guard asked curiously: "Then why is your highness not here tonight..." Why is he not in the princess's palace?
He stopped talking halfway because he realized that it was inappropriate. This was your highness's private matter, so why did he ask so many questions?
Sure enough, Shen Sui's cold eyes swept over, and the little guard knelt down, "Your Highness, spare my life!"
He suddenly thought of something and had an idea, "If Your Highness gives the lip balm you spent so much time picking out in the rouge shop to Her Majesty, Her Majesty will definitely be very happy."
It would have been better if she hadn't said it. Once she did, her words "I'm happier without him" seemed to linger in his ears again. Shen Sui kicked the little guard down.
"Take it and throw it away."
The little guard, who had been on the march for many years, coughed up blood after being kicked. He was so amazed at the prince's hidden skills that he even forgot to say "yes". When he came to his senses, Shen Sui had already entered Xuanyang Palace.
The little guard took out a small box from his sleeve with regret, opened it, and stuffed it with straw and cloth to prevent the porcelain lip balm box from being bumped on the road.
When His Highness walked into the rouge shop, he thought His Highness was going to arrest the shop owner and take him to the Dali Temple...
Until His Highness asked the owner about the colors of the lipstick with a cold face, like he was interrogating a prisoner, and then chose one from sixteen colors that were almost the same. He really wanted to bend down and pick up his chin from the ground!
Alas, such a small box is worth his annual salary.
Why didn't he send it again?
...
The next day, when Wu Chun woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. She opened her eyelids, and the dazzling light illuminated the figure in front of the bed.
The man was tall and straight, casting a large shadow. Today he was wearing a scarlet official uniform, which made his face look cold and pale. The small red mole at the corner of his eye was eye-catching. Just sitting there, he looked like an immortal, like a banished immortal, with his eyes drooping lightly.
Seeing this made Wu Chun feel cold all over.
She rubbed her head, it hurt.
So she closed her eyes again and curled up in the quilt without making a sound.
Shen Sui bent his cold white fingers and knocked on the window sill.
The window opened, and a bowl of steaming soup was handed in from outside.
Wu Chun wanted to curl up on the couch, but Shen Sui pinched the back of his neck with a few fingers and lifted him up!
"Drink it." Shen Sui handed the soup to Wu Chun's mouth.
Wu Chun immediately looked at him in panic. Was he going to kill her?!
The bitter taste of the soup floated into her nose.
It turned out that it was not poison, but a hangover soup.
Wu Chun knew medicine. The King of Southern Xinjiang often drank alcohol, and it was the hangover soup made by Wu Chun, so she knew it as soon as she smelled it. When she was sober, she didn't dare to act rashly in front of Shen Sui, and drank it all from his hand.
Shen Sui sneered: "Now that you are sober, do you remember what you did and said last night?"
Fragmented fragments flooded into her mind. Although Wu Chun could not remember everything he did last night, he looked at the hole on the roof that had not been covered yet, and leaned against the ladder on the beam. He instantly realized that he had been reckless last night and seemed to have said something disobedient to Shen Sui.
Her heart suddenly turned cold.
If she touched the madman's sore spot, or accidentally exposed his rebellion, would she still be able to live? !
So she knelt on the ground with a "thump", and said in a crying voice: "Your Highness, I drank a lot last night and said some nonsense. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart..."
Her chin was lifted up suddenly.
Shen Sui bent down and looked down at her. She looked at him timidly, like a frightened rabbit, and put away her fangs and claws last night.
He has always been insightful and sharp, and he speaks the truth after drinking. Maybe last night was what Wu Chun really thought in his heart, and he was just pretending on other days.
Shen Sui suddenly said, "Get up."
Wu Chun stood up with his head lowered.
But in his heart, he was thinking about how to deal with Shen Sui.
Her lips suddenly felt hot.
Wu Chun had thought of many things, but she had never thought that Shen Sui would kiss her!
This kiss was still overbearing and arrogant, making the root of her tongue numb, and the wet and hot breath sprayed under her nose. He left after a long time, his eyes were already dark, and he took out the red string and silver bells from somewhere, and tied them around her wrists and ankles in a few seconds.
"Don't wrinkle your official uniform."
Wu Chun wanted to cry but had no tears. He supported her, his eyes were clear, and asked: "Am I happier when I am in Yuning Palace, or am I happier when I am not here?"
"Of course... I am happier when Your Highness is here..."
He asked many times.
Wu Chun cursed inwardly, saying that he was simply insane, and he was still wearing an official uniform!
Not long after the sound of silver bells stopped, Shen Sui left Yuning Palace.
Outside the window, the shadows of flowers were lush and the grass and trees were rustling, but it seemed a little quiet under the palace wall.
In fact, Wu Chun also thought clearly that how could a man like Shen Sui rush back to spend her birthday with her?
It was probably because his spies in the palace reported some news, and he had to rush back to deal with it. He happened to see her being unruly last night and saying some disobedient words, so he was furious and waited until she woke up.
Then he took revenge on her.
Revenge has always been Shen Sui's style.
In her previous life, she might have thought that Shen Sui came back for her, but in this life, she would not move herself.
He is a heartless person after all.
Wu Chun raised his hand and found that one of the silver bells on his wrist was missing.
It might have fallen into a corner somewhere.
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