Back in the main room, Qian Shengyan saw that none of the servants had followed her in, so she shook off Yinzhen's hand and walked to the bedside to sit down.
Yinzhen raised an eyebrow, walked over and sat down to the side. Qian Shengyan then brought him a cup of tea, as if she hadn't been angry just now, but had only come to pour him tea.
These past few days, Yinzhen had someone pick up Yuanshou every morning and send him back every evening, but the two of them hadn't seen each other even once. Today, Yinzhen guessed that it wasn't that they just happened not to meet, but that someone didn't want to see them.
He fiddled with the cup in his hand, still feeling angry.
These past few days, when we went to the palace to attend banquets, the Crown Prince stayed in the East Palace and never came out. The Third Prince kept making sarcastic remarks, while the Ninth and Tenth Princes were jumping around excitedly. What's even more infuriating is that the Fourteenth Prince insisted on joining the Ninth Prince and the others, showing absolutely no respect for his older brother!
Even when he went to the Empress's palace, she was always indifferent to him, and never as close to him as she was to the Fourteenth Prince.
In the past, giving away a son brought wealth and honor, but now, because the son who was given away is not close enough to her, she is starting to hold a grudge. What kind of logic is this!
This wasn't the first time, but every time he thought about it, Yinzhen still felt a pang of heartache. He now hated all mothers who were unkind to their children, yet he couldn't voice any dissatisfaction with the practices at Yonghe Palace.
Simply because he was once the son of the Tongjia clan.
Yinzhen closed his eyes, thinking of Yuanshou, who was always as cheerful as a dough ball, and suddenly asked the woman in front of him, "Do you want to have another son?"
Qian Shengyan was already somewhat annoyed by him. Although she didn't know what he was thinking, she just didn't like seeing him. Now, when she heard Yinzhen ask such a question, her anger flared up instantly.
She couldn't help but sneer, "I'm afraid I don't have that kind of luck."
Yinzhen was incredibly intelligent; how could he not see through her emotions? He immediately darkened his face and said, "If I give it to you, you can have a child."
Qian Shengyan almost burst out laughing. She even wanted to ask Yinzhen why he didn't let his wife give birth. Did he not like having a legitimate son?
But before she could speak, Yinzhen grabbed her arm and almost forcibly pressed her down onto the small couch...
Qian Shengyan struggled at first, but gradually, the anger in her heart rose up, and she simply took advantage of the bedroom to vent her anger. When she was aroused, she scratched and bit Yinzhen.
Yinzhen seemed to be holding back his anger, his usual gentleness diminished, replaced by an undeniable domineering presence.
He usually let Qian Shengyan beg for mercy a few times, but this time, she couldn't hold on any longer and cried as she begged him. He still gritted his teeth and continued. By the time it was over, Qian Shengyan was a tearful mess, her eyes and nose were red, and her lips were bright red. It was hard to tell whether she had bitten them herself or someone else had.
Seeing her so pitiful, Yinzhen felt sorry for her again. He held her and hid behind the screen, had the maid tidy up the small couch, and then ordered hot water to personally wipe her body.
Fortunately, Qian Shengyan had already fallen asleep, otherwise she would have fainted from shame and indignation if she knew that the small bed she had just messed with had been cleaned up.
After everything was cleaned and dried, Yinzhen, disregarding that it was already lunchtime, simply embraced Qian Shengyan and fell asleep on the bed. When he woke up again, the sun had already set and the sky outside was dark.
Qian Shengyan was still asleep, and even in her sleep, tears were streaming down her face. When Yinzhen wiped her cheek, it made her tremble.
...That's going too far.
Yinzhen couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him, and also a little amused. He was never one to indulge in women, but he never expected that this whole affair would actually cheer him up after so many days of feeling stifled.
While Qian Shengyan was still asleep, he leaned over and gently kissed her lips again—their lips were much redder and more swollen than usual, with trembling blood vessels showing through, looking pitiful.
Yinzhen chuckled softly and got out of bed.
When Qian Shengyan woke up, it was already completely dark. She moved slightly and felt her waist was sore and painful, as if it had been broken.
She couldn't help but want to cry again. How could a dignified Prince Yong be such a beast!
"Master? Are you awake?" Qingxue asked from outside the door. Qian Shengyan hummed in response. A lamp was lit at the door, and Qingxue brought in Green Willow and Green Smoke. One of them went to light the lamps in the room, while the other two helped Qian Shengyan get up.
Qian Shengyan barely managed to suppress a cry, but sitting on the edge of the bed felt painful. She felt extremely wronged and tried to bite her lip, but it still hurt when she touched it.
Qian Shengyan was in pain all over and was furious. She wanted to cry again, but she could only hold back in front of Qingxue and the others. After finally getting dressed and sitting on the bed, she heard footsteps at the door and Yinzhen lifted the curtain and came in.
Qingxue and the others curtsied and left. Qian Shengyan wanted to get up but couldn't, and could only look at him with her big, aggrieved eyes.
Seeing that her eyes were red and her lips were even more moist, Yinzhen immediately recalled the absurdity of the day. He coughed lightly, not knowing what to say, and Qian Shengyan spoke first: "Your Majesty is so cruel. This servant... this servant is in pain even when sitting."
As she spoke, her voice trembled with sobs, and her fingers gripped the hem of Yinzhen's robe. Her slender, fair fingers held that piece of indigo, making her both pitiful and endearing.
Yinzhen had a soft heart, but he wouldn't let him off the hook: "Want me to show you my back? It's covered in bloodstains."
"That's because...you never stop..." Qian Shengyan was both ashamed and angry. Thinking back, she had been quite wild. She pursed her lips and looked at him somewhat embarrassedly, "Master..."
"Alright, alright, I know you didn't mean it." Yinzhen finally relented, raising his hand to stroke Qian Shengyan's swollen lips. Seeing her tremble involuntarily again, he felt a pang of guilt, but he really didn't know what kind of nice words to say. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Are you hungry?"
It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because as soon as she did, Qian Shengyan's stomach started rumbling. She nodded, and Yinzhen had someone bring over the dinner that had been prepared in advance. He also helped her put a thick cushion on the chair before helping her sit down.
Qian Shengyan didn't stand on ceremony at all, and didn't even pretend to suggest that Qingxue should do it. She wanted Yinzhen to do it, and that he should be the one to do it.
You bastard, you have to pay for what you got!
During dinner, Granny Ge brought Yuan Shou over. Qian Shengyan missed her son terribly since she hadn't seen him all day, but she was still in pain and could barely sit up, so she didn't dare to hold him. Instead, she coaxed Yuan Shou to sit on the small couch and play with him using a wooden ball.
Looking at her son and Yinzhen, Qian Shengyan remembered the drawings she had made of the stroller and swing slide over the past few days, so she asked Qingxue to fetch them from the warm pavilion and handed them to Yinzhen.
Yuan Shou curiously peered at it, and after looking at it, he even seemed to understand it and happily exclaimed "Ah ah ah," pointing at the blueprints and calling out "Ama, Ama," as if he knew that it was all made for him.
Yinzhen chuckled and patted his chubby little bottom. He then looked at the blueprints more closely. After a moment, he took a deep breath and smiled at Qian Shengyan: "Alright, I'll have someone make them for you."
"Father! Father!" Yuan Shou clapped his hands happily, and Qian Shengyan finally smiled.
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