"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has just found a new favorite, what is there to cry about?"
Qian Shengyan blurted out those words without thinking, then immediately regretted them—how sour! She shouldn't have said that!
But I still care.
She wanted to bite her lip again, but was quickly hurt again. She held back her cries and simply pushed Yinzhen away, saying, "Your Majesty, I'll go out for a moment..."
"Going to do what? Hmm?" The man's voice was clearly amused, obviously pleased by Qian Shengyan's words.
Qian Shengyan pushed away his hand that was reaching for her: "Your Majesty sleeps here, I will go somewhere else!"
As she spoke, she struggled to the edge of the bed. Just as she was about to get up, a strong force grabbed her waist, and then Yinzhen pressed her down.
Beside the bed, it was unclear whether she or Yinzhen had just bumped into something, but the bed curtains had been drawn, and the whole world suddenly became small, as if it consisted only of the two of them.
The man's features were faintly visible in the dim light, carrying something she couldn't understand and dared not delve into. She struggled slightly, but her wrist was grabbed again.
"Yanyan, do you really not understand my feelings?" Yinzhen's lips brushed lightly against her cheek, carrying a slight sigh and helplessness. Qian Shengyan felt a tingling sensation from her ear to her heart.
She looked away, suppressing the flutter in her eyes, and refused to utter a sound.
"Speak!" Yinzhen, displeased, seemed to want Qian Shengyan to say something more that pleased him. He brushed her lips with his fingertip, but seeing the blood seeping from them, he paused, then said helplessly, "Yanyan, I want to hear you speak."
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