Chapter 72 Jealousy, coaxed into a pout in the study!
Qian Yueshu never intended to hide anything from Xiao Qingxuan.
So she forgot that Xiao Qingxuan was among the bodyguards around her.
It was originally just some trivial matter.
Unless the Crown Prince asks, the secret guards are not required to report everything to him.
But recently.
Qian Yueshu's gaze and every action were fixed on one man.
Such a significant matter must be reported to the Crown Prince.
After all, the secret guards knew just how much their Crown Prince cared about Qian Yueshu.
The Eastern Palace.
Upon hearing the report from the guards, Xiao Qingxuan could no longer sit still.
He abandoned all military and political affairs and traveled a long and arduous journey straight to the Qian residence.
The Qian family mansion.
In the afternoon, Qian Yueshu sat in her study looking through account books, sunlight filtering through the carved wooden window and casting dappled patterns of light on her skirt.
This place is peaceful.
Suddenly, the scene was abruptly disrupted by a figure backlit by the light.
Qian Yueshu raised her head.
As the light and shadow shifted, she saw the face of the newcomer clearly—it was none other than the current Crown Prince.
only.
The eyes that were looking at her seemed to be churning with some complex emotions.
Xiao Qingxuan walked to the desk in a few steps, his figure completely enveloping Qian Yueshu: "Today I'm taking you out to play."
As the man spoke, his fingers gently brushed through her hair.
This abrupt invitation and intimate gesture left Qian Yueshu somewhat puzzled.
She was taken aback at first, then chuckled, her tone teasing: "Your Highness, what brings you to such a refined mood today? You rarely appear in my courtyard during the day."
That's an easy question.
Xiao Qingxuan's heart twitched almost imperceptibly.
He gazed into her smiling eyes, a burning emotion called "jealousy" rising within him.
"Do you think I wanted to come?" the man thought to himself.
The message delivered by the guards kept flashing through his mind.
An unnamed anger mixed with indescribable grievances surged within his chest.
What's this about? Qian Yueshu has recently become quite interested in the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion?
Xiao Qingxuan was definitely here to make his presence known!
"I just missed you?" He lowered his voice, with an almost coquettish tone.
Hearing this, Qian Yueshu felt a strange tremor in her heart. Instead of feeling sweet, she felt a strange sense of panic.
Something unusual must be going on!
But before Qian Yueshu could figure it out...
His Highness the Crown Prince leaned down, one hand bracing against the edge of the desk, encircling her in a small space, while the other hand lifted to hold her cheek, about to press down on her lips.
They were so close.
Qian Yueshu clearly saw the desire in his eyes and a trace of pain she couldn't understand...
Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively turned her head away from the sudden kiss.
I was too busy looking at the accounts to be in the mood for that.
Let's talk about it in broad daylight.
People could come to her yard at any time, so she always had to be careful.
Qian Yueshu refused.
It was like a bucket of ice water poured over Xiao Qingxuan's head, igniting the already burning fire in his heart caused by jealousy and unease.
His knuckles turned white instantly from the force he exerted while bracing his hand on the desk.
The attempt to kiss her froze in mid-air.
Could it be that she has really fallen for that old man, Shen Yan?
The thought of that possibility...
Xiao Qingxuan's unspoken jealousy instantly tightened his heart.
He felt stifled and his whole body trembled.
Qian Yueshu noticed the man's unusual behavior, walked up to him, and carefully examined his unusually pale face and his eyes filled with pain. "Your Highness, what's wrong with you today?"
He abruptly shoved her hand away with an uncontrolled force: "Qian Yueshu... tell me... do you... not love me anymore?"
The last few words suddenly became low and somber. The word "lonely" was no longer a self-proclaimed title of superiority, but instead revealed a vulnerability that even he himself was unaware of.
Qian Yueshu lowered her eyes and gently rubbed her reddened wrist: "Why does Your Highness say such a thing?"
She was hurt by the man's push and was now a little angry: "Xiao Qingxuan, tell me, what exactly are you trying to do today?"
"Making a scene?"
Xiao Qingxuan sneered and took a step closer. "I ask you, why have you been circling around Shen Yan these past few days? You've been sending people to follow him, and you've been secretly observing him yourself. You're practically planning to stage a chance encounter and confess your feelings..."
He became more and more agitated as he spoke, then suddenly turned his face away childishly, muttering, "Have you fallen for that old man?"
These words were spoken through gritted teeth, yet carried a hint of inexplicable grievance.
Qian Yueshu suddenly smiled.
It turns out that Xiao Qingxuan's unusual behavior was because he was jealous.
She stepped forward, her fingertips gently tracing his taut jawline: "With such a wonderful Crown Prince as me, how could I possibly be interested in that old man, Shen Yan?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, like a feather brushing against the heart.
Although Xiao Qingxuan's complexion had improved, he was still sulking.
"Your Highness, you are truly the best man in the world. I love you so much." She tiptoed, her warm breath brushing against his ear: "My dear Your Highness, please don't be angry... I can't bear to see you frown."
"snort!"
The man had a rather shameless air about him, saying, "I won't listen... I won't listen."
"Look at me!" Qian Yueshu cupped his face, forcing him to look into her eyes.
"I won't look!" He stubbornly turned his gaze away.
"Your Highness, look at me!" Qian Yueshu's fingertips slid down his cheek and gently touched his chest, drawing faint circles through his brocade robes.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed.
But on the surface, he still maintains a distant and unapproachable demeanor.
"Then..." she drawled, her eyes sparkling with allure, "Your Highness, would you like to try it out in this study?"
This statement is like a spark thrown into dry wood.
Xiao Qingxuan's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the last shred of reason in her eyes was completely ignited.
He could no longer restrain himself, grabbed her slender waist, and slammed her down onto the large desk: "You little rascal."
"Splash—"
The piles of ledgers were scattered all over the ground like snowflakes.
Qian Yueshu's hair was loose, and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall onto the sandalwood table.
She tilted her head slightly, looking at the man pressing down on her...
His eyes were frighteningly red, as if he wanted to devour her alive.
"Xiao Qingxuan..." She had barely uttered the word when her lips were silenced by a passionate kiss.
The kiss carried a sense of punishment.
His large hands skillfully untied the ribbon around her waist and slipped under her skirt.
The moment their cool fingertips touched the soft, warm skin, both of them trembled slightly.
Although Qian Yueshu apologized.
Even though she tried to comfort him.
Even though she seduced him in an attempt to please him.
But Xiao Qingxuan felt that something was wrong!
He lowered his head and bit her delicate collarbone, leaving a clear tooth mark.
The pain made her gasp.
The pen holder on the desk was teetering on the verge of collapse.
Qian Yueshu was firmly trapped between himself and the table.
He held her waist, taking it again and again...
In Xiao Qingxuan's mind, only through this most primal form of possession could he be certain that Qian Yueshu belonged entirely to him.
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