Xie Qin nearly choked on his wine when he heard Shen Changji's words.
He quickly wiped his chin with a handkerchief and glanced at Chen Changji.
Shen Changji held a wine pot in his hand, his expression mysterious and unfathomable.
"The infighting within the inner quarters is indeed quite a headache. But... how do you plan to deal with Su Miao? She's an orphan, and you and she..."
Xie Qin coughed lightly twice, without directly stating the reason.
After all, Shen Changji has always been very restrained when it comes to matters of the sexes.
"She is different from the one you met."
"no the same?"
Xie Qin suddenly remembered what Shen Changji had just said to her; it was Su Miao who had provoked her.
She appears gentle and docile in public, but is bold and alluring in private?
"Could it be that her goal is to become your concubine? After all, she's all alone, and it wouldn't be bad to have you as a support," Xie Qin tried to guess.
After all, those who resort to such tactics don't necessarily want to remain secluded and silent in their rooms, do they?
There was a long silence without a reply.
Looking at his expression, Xie Qin couldn't help but continue to speculate.
The person who was able to take down such a huge iceberg must have some skill. Perhaps they had been planning this for a long time, otherwise... how could they have succeeded so easily!
He thought it was normal for Liu Muxuan to like it, but Su Miao even climbed into Chen Changji's bed!
Xie Qin's eyes widened instantly. "Could she be a spy sent by someone else? Using her beauty to try and get close to you, and then steal military secrets!"
After all, Shen Changji's momentum was still there, and Su Miao was such a beauty.
Perhaps her ambitions are even greater than they realize.
Indeed, appearances can be deceiving!
There was a long silence and no response.
Bathed in moonlight, his profile was hidden in shadow, perfectly concealing the emotions in his eyes.
He still remembered this woman telling him that she loved him and wanted to be his...
Tonight, she stood in front of him without hesitation or fear. Her decisive demeanor made him somewhat unable to understand her.
Truth and falsehood are intertwined; how much is real and how much is fake...?
He had always been the one making the plans, but after meeting Su Miao, he discovered that this woman was not as simple as he had imagined.
On the contrary, he couldn't see through her!
It seemed mysterious, yet it was as if she had it all under her control.
Shen Changji narrowed his eyes slightly and drank the last sip of wine from the pot.
Although Xie Qin loved to drink, he couldn't outdrink Chen Changji.
Shen Changji didn't fall down, but he did, completely drunk and unconscious. He was eventually taken to a side room by his men.
Chen Changji felt a dryness and tightness in his chest, so he got up and went outside.
Night had fallen. All around was quiet, and a cool breeze rustled his robes.
His room was separated from Su Miao's by only one wall, and he couldn't help but stop at the doorway.
Perhaps it was his heart's desire, but even standing at the door, he could smell Su Miao's unique, faint fragrance.
It was neither too strong nor too weak, and the fragrance was exactly the kind he liked.
He closed his eyes in silence, reached out and touched his temples, calming his breathing.
Just as he was about to leave, a sound came from inside the room.
It seems like he fell...
Shen Changji opened his eyes and pushed open the door to the room without hesitation.
At this moment, Su Miao was wearing a light-colored, thin nightgown, her hand resting on the spot where the kettle was placed, though her hand was of limited length.
It seems like they've encountered it, but it also seems like they haven't; it's like they're challenging themselves.
Because she was only sitting on the edge of the bed, Su Miao's body was a little unsteady, and she looked like she was about to fall off, but she managed to grab onto the bedpost, making the scene inexplicably comical.
Shen Changji watched this scene, his dark eyes darkening.
The loud noise was probably because she almost slipped but managed to grab the bedpost.
He walked straight over and poured Su Miao a cup of tea.
Why didn't you call someone?
Normally, as long as she calls out, Tao'er will come over from next door.
"It's late, I don't want to wake Tao'er..."
Besides, she couldn't sleep, but didn't want to get out of bed. The kettle wasn't too far away, so she wanted to find a shortcut...
But unexpectedly, Shen Changji witnessed this scene.
"Don't your injuries hurt?"
He still remembered that when he carried her over, the woman kept crying out in pain.
Right now, it looks quite energetic.
"Of course it hurts!" she said without hesitation.
Ultimately, it didn't hurt because the arrow wasn't deep; it was just a superficial abrasion. Besides, the medicine she had brought with her was very effective.
But in front of Shen Changji, she felt pain.
"Why isn't brother asleep yet? Is it because I'm injured that you're too moved to sleep?" Su Miao raised her eyebrows, her eyes sparkling.
"You're overthinking it. Even if you didn't stop me, I would be fine." Shen Changji looked away.
“But I can’t bear to see anyone hurt my brother. After all, he’s destined to be a Duke, the unparalleled General Shen, and has a bright and promising future. But I’m different; I have no family left…” Su Miao said, a pang of bitterness welling up in her heart.
She truly has no relatives left...
But she forced a smile and said, "My favorite person is my brother. I hope he's safe and sound. If I could die for him, I'd think it would be worth it. After all, to leave in my lover's arms means I'll at least be remembered by him in the future..."
As Su Miao spoke, tears welled in her eyes, but her affection remained undiminished as she stared intently at Chen Changji.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Changji stared at her with his narrow eyes, grabbed her chin, and moved closer to Su Miao.
Su Miao could smell the alcohol emanating from Shen Changji, which suggested that he had drunk quite a bit.
She tilted her head back, her innocent and clear eyes radiating tenderness. Her slender, delicate fingers gently caressed the man's firm chest, and her voice, soft yet alluring, said, "Brother, be gentle with me."
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