Chapter 14 Don't let him touch you, wait for me.
Shen Xingwan slowly raised her head and looked towards the chaise longue.
The disgust in the Imperial Concubine's eyes was obvious. She frowned slightly and sat up.
The little palace maid who was massaging her legs quickly adjusted her position according to the changes in her posture, and continued to massage her legs obediently.
The imperial concubine leaned over slightly, stretched out her hand, lifted Shen Xingwan's chin with her crimson nails, and stared at her.
"It is beautiful."
The sharp nails dug into the skin, and the imperial concubine shook Shen Xingwan's face left and right as if she was playing with an object.
She threw her hand away with contempt and wiped her hands with a silk handkerchief.
"Zilin is still too young. He has been bewitched by this girl and lost his soul."
The nanny took the handkerchief with a smile, "Young Master is simple-minded, it's possible that he can't let go of the novelty for a while."
"Then I'll make the decision for him." The Imperial Concubine sneered, her eyes gradually turning cold as she glanced at Shen Xing lying on the ground. "Since she has a pretty face, just get rid of her."
"yes."
Upon receiving the order, the nanny pulled out the sharp silver hairpin from her bun without any hesitation, grabbed Shen Xingwan's hair and scratched it towards her face.
"Let me go!"
Shen Xingwan struggled and pushed hard, and the old lady staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Just as Shen Xingwan was about to get up and run away, the Imperial Concubine gave her a look and the little palace maid who was massaging her legs at her feet immediately dropped the little golden hammer, pounced on her and held her down.
"That little bitch is quite strong. Hold on tight, I'm going to scratch her face!"
“You dare!”
Shen Xingwan raised her head and said sternly: "I am the daughter of the Prime Minister and the future Regent Princess. How dare you hurt me?!"
When the nanny suddenly heard the title of Regent, she was stunned for a moment and turned to look at the Imperial Concubine.
The Imperial Concubine frowned, slapped the armrest, stood up and snatched the silver hairpin from the nanny's hand.
She pinched Shen Xingwan's chin, forced her to look up, and sneered, "Don't even mention a mere legitimate daughter, even if she's a concubine, what's the problem?"
The nanny came over timidly and whispered: "Your Majesty, think twice. She is indeed promised to the Regent King Yan Jinghuan."
The imperial concubine pursed her lips, a fierce look flashing across her eyes.
"Maybe it's promised, but they haven't even gotten married yet. If he loses this beautiful face, will Yan Jinghuan still want her?"
The imperial concubine sneered, "Slash her face and throw her into the forest. Let some leopards eat her. That'll be the end of it. Then come back and report that she went into the forest alone to hunt and was killed by a leopard."
The cold tip of the hairpin was pressed against her face, it was so cold and painful. Shen Xingwan wanted to scream, but the nanny immediately covered her mouth and held her tightly.
"stop!"
With a loud shout, a man hurriedly lifted the curtain and ran over, waved away the nanny, snatched the silver hairpin and threw it on the ground, pulled up Shen Xingwan, and kicked away the little palace maid who was holding her tightly.
The Imperial Concubine was knocked down on the chaise longue. She turned around in a rage and was about to explode when she saw who was coming. She couldn't help but beat her chest and stamped her feet and shouted, "You useless thing, why are you still protecting her?!"
Shen Xingwan staggered to a stop, looked up in horror and saw that she was being embraced by Wei Zilin.
She was still in shock and reached out to push Wei Zilin, but her hands and feet went limp and she fell to the ground without any strength left.
Wei Zilin stretched out his arms, lifted her up and held her firmly in his arms, supporting her back to prevent her from sliding to the ground.
"I told you not to touch her."
Wei Zilin frowned and looked at the Imperial Concubine, "My son has already agreed to marry the daughter of General Lu as you wished. How can you go back on your word?"
The Imperial Concubine slapped the armrest, furious.
"She actually dared to refuse marriage and slap you in the face in public. I should have killed her long ago. If you hadn't repeatedly wanted to save her life, how could you have kept her alive until now?"
She cursed angrily, "How can a man of great achievements be so soft-hearted? Since you can't get the power of the Shen family, you should get rid of it. If you fall into the hands of others, what will you do if they become your enemy in the future?"
"My son will handle it himself, there is no need for me to worry."
"Have you dealt with it?"
The Imperial Concubine walked over, glanced at Shen Xingwan, and then looked at Wei Zilin.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're just unwilling to give up. Do you expect to take it away from me in the future?"
"Mother!"
"Don't be so wishful thinking. Your father ordered Yan Jinghuan to be Fourteenth's teacher today. It's obvious that he wants Yan Jinghuan to support Fourteenth. If he lets Yan Jinghuan marry her, won't that mean Fourteenth will get Shen?"
The Imperial Concubine reached out and patted Wei Zilin on the shoulder, saying earnestly: "Son, don't be soft-hearted. Kill her and die cleanly."
Shen Xingwan was completely speechless.
Are you all so loud when you are planning rebellion?
Don’t you ever betray others?
What should she do then?
After hearing these words, she is sure to die.
Is it too late to faint now?
Wei Zilin's gaze fell on Shen Xingwan's face. After a long time, he raised his hand and stroked her cheek.
Shen Xingwan's heart sank. It was over. This guy was going to strangle her to death!
Just as she was about to struggle hard, Wei Zilin's thumb gently stroked her skin where the silver hairpin had left marks.
The horrifying red mark on the snow-white skin caught his eyes and gave rise to a hint of pity.
His fingertips were cold, but they made her skin burn. She couldn't help but turn her head away to avoid his hands.
"Look, she doesn't like you at all. Why bother coming here? If you can't do it, I will have to worry about you."
Wei Zilin's expression gradually became lonely. He lowered his hands, gritted his teeth, and held her tighter with his arms.
He raised his head and looked firmly at the Imperial Concubine, "I said, don't touch her, I have my own ideas."
The imperial concubine was stunned by his gaze and sighed for a long time.
"Forget it. I am so unlucky that I only have you as my son. If I had other sons, I wouldn't have to worry so much about you."
After saying that, the Imperial Concubine glanced at Shen Xingwan and said, "But she heard so many things she shouldn't have heard..."
"She won't tell anyone."
Wei Zilin lowered his head and looked deeply at Shen Xingwan, as if guaranteeing, but also threatening and warning: "Even if you tell me, no one will dare to believe it."
The Imperial Concubine showed a look of worry and was about to speak when the maid guarding the tent suddenly announced in a loud voice: "The Prince Regent wants to see the Imperial Concubine."
The Imperial Concubine glared at her, and the old maid standing beside her immediately walked to the curtain and replied, "The Imperial Concubine is not feeling well and has gone to bed. Please ask the Regent to come back another day."
The old nanny walked back after saying this. Yan Jinghuan's voice rang out from outside the tent: "Since the Imperial Concubine has gone to bed, I will not disturb her any more. It is getting late. My fiancée, Shen Xingwan, has been bothering you for a long time. I am here to take her back. Please let her go."
The Imperial Concubine looked unhappy as she looked at Shen Xingwan who was held in Wei Zilin's arms.
Forget it, there is still a long time to come, and I can’t kill Yan Jinghuan’s fiancée in front of him.
She only wanted to help her son ascend the throne and did not want to offend Yan Jinghuan and risk hostility or even war with the State of Yan.
She glared at Shen Xingwan fiercely and said angrily, "Go away, don't say a single word outside, be a good person from now on, and pray that you don't fall into my hands again, otherwise, I will bury your entire family with you."
Wei Zilin leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Don't let him touch you. Wait for me."
Shen Xingwan felt a chill and pushed him away and walked out without looking back.
She opened the curtain, and the light of the setting sun suddenly hit her eyes, making her squint uncomfortably.
A blurry figure walked towards her against the light and reached out to hold her hand.
Her sight gradually focused, and she saw Yan Jinghuan in black clothes. The light of the setting sun enveloped him, giving him a warm golden halo.
The warmth of his palms warmed her cold hands, and she suddenly felt more at ease, not as scared as before.
"Let's go."
"Um."
Shen Xingwan nodded.
He held her hand tightly and led her out.
Shen Xingwan lowered her head and followed him quietly through the forest path.
As night fell, he moved closer to her and carefully kicked away the rubble that blocked her way.
"Thank you."
She said suddenly.
Yan Jinghuan turned his head and looked at her.
"I mean, thank you for helping me out."
Yan Jinghuan stopped, turned around and looked at her quietly.
The full moon rose and the bright moonlight fell on the little girl.
The little girl's makeup was smudged, her hair was messy, and her clothes were wrinkled. She looked like a pitiful little cat.
Yan Jinghuan raised his hand and gently straightened her hair. "If you need my help in the future, just tell me directly. No need to be roundabout like today."
Shen Xingwan raised his head suddenly.
He knows...
He knew that she had deliberately led him to the South Field Woods.
"I'm sorry." Her eyes moistened.
Yan Jinghuan said nothing, there was only a hint of pity in his eyes.
After a long moment, he sighed and looked into her eyes. "You can't protect yourself like this, but what can I do? If anyone embarrasses you again in the future, come to me first."
"How do you know she made things difficult for me?" Shen Xingwan asked curiously.
"The Imperial Concubine is as vicious as a snake. If you behave like that, will she invite you for tea?"
"......"
Shen Xingwan lowered her head in embarrassment and suddenly felt very sorry for him.
She was not really a good person, but she took the position of his wife on her own initiative.
"I..." She tried to pull her hand away, and said hesitantly: "You have seen it too, I am not a good person. If you regret it, I..."
Yan Jinghuan held it tighter, not giving her any chance to retreat.
“I am not a blank slate either.”
He looked at her quietly, "There are so many kind people and chivalrous people in this world, why does it have to be us?"
"There's no shortage of good people like you in this world, you just need to be yourself."
Shen Xingwan stared at him blankly, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
He chuckled and pulled her hand, pulling her back to her senses, "Come on, I'll take you back home, go back and rest early."
"Yeah, okay."
The two walked slowly in the moonlight, and when they were about to reach the carriage stop, they heard a quarrel.
Shen Xingwan couldn't help but lean over to take a look, only to see the little prince who was rescued today arguing with the eunuchs who were accompanying him.
Speaking of which, this little prince is really pitiful.
The emperor loved his mother deeply, but because of her humble status, many ministers opposed her being enthroned as empress. As a result, the emperor kept the throne vacant and never appointed a queen.
Therefore, in the current harem, the Imperial Noble Consort has the same status as the Empress and holds real power in the six palaces, but after all, she has not won the title of Empress. The Imperial Noble Consort always holds a grudge and makes things difficult for the little prince everywhere.
The little prince is surrounded by a number of cunning servants who treat him harshly in various ways. Although the emperor is somewhat aware of this, he should not pay too much attention to him and even appears to be colder towards him.
After all, the emperor knew that abandoning his son would only result in some humiliation. If he showed any favoritism towards him or showed the slightest intention of cultivating him as the crown prince, the little prince would never see the sun of tomorrow.
The Imperial Concubine's faction would eliminate him immediately.
At this moment, the little prince wanted to return to the palace to recuperate, but the eunuchs said that the car was broken and would take a long time to repair. They did not arrange for the little prince to rest in shelter from the wind, but just stood in the cold wind in thin clothes, waiting for them to repair the car. '
Although it was late spring, the nights were still bitterly cold. Shen Xingwan saw that the little prince was only wearing a single piece of clothing from last year, without even a thin jacket, and his thin little face was blue from the cold, which was really unbearable to watch.
She walked over a few steps and bowed to greet him.
"Greetings, Fourteenth Prince. If you don't mind the simplicity of this place, you can take my carriage back to the palace."
Before the little prince could speak, the eunuch next to him came over and said, "Miss Shen, we are repairing the car and it will be done soon. There is no need to trouble you. You can go first."
Shen Xingwan ignored him and just looked at the little prince, asking him softly, "Are you cold? I have a charcoal stove and roasted sweet potatoes in my car. Can you take my car back?"
"Tsk." The little eunuch was impatient, "I've already said..."
"How about taking my car?"
When the young eunuch saw Yan Jinghuan coming from afar, his expression changed immediately and he bowed his head.
"I dare not trouble the Regent. Your Majesty, please rest assured that the car has been repaired. We will accompany the Fourteenth Prince back to the palace immediately."
Shen Xingwan rolled his eyes to the sky.
The little prince was pulled towards the carriage by the eunuch, and he looked back at Shen Xingwan from time to time.
Shen Xingwan felt a little sad and ordered Feiyun who came to pick her up, "Go and bring the charcoal stove and sweet potatoes from our carriage and send them to the Fourteenth Prince's carriage."
Feiyun took the order and asked the servant to deliver the charcoal stove.
Seeing the little prince's carriage gradually going away, Shen Xingwan turned around and was about to say goodbye to Yan Jinghuan. A guard rode hurriedly over and knelt at Yan Jinghuan's feet.
"My Lord, this is bad, the Emperor is critically ill!"
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