Shen Cang stared dumbfounded at the scene in the room, his jaw nearly dropping in astonishment.
He thought he was hallucinating.
How could that be?!
In the dead of night, how could there be a man in the room of Chen Xiyin, an unmarried young woman?
Moreover, the two of them were behaving so intimately!
More importantly, that man was actually the commander of the Thousand Eagle Guard, a force that struck fear into the hearts of many!
Shen Cang rubbed his eyes hard, still unable to believe that what he was seeing was real.
It wasn't until the biting night wind lashed against him, giving him goosebumps, that he finally snapped out of his shock and forced himself to accept this psychedelic scene.
Although Shen Qiyin's view was blocked, her ears were not blocked, so she clearly heard the "bang" and felt a cold wind blowing in from the doorway.
So she turned her head slightly and asked the person next to her, "Is the door open?"
"Hmm," Xiao Yan replied casually.
He sat slightly behind and to the side of Shen Qiyin, his left hand reaching around to her left side and covering her eyes, while his other forearm rested casually on the table.
He adopted a restrained posture, holding Chen Xiyin tightly in his arms.
He gently rested his chin on her shoulder, tilting his head slightly to look at her.
He said, "It was the wind."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Shen Cang.
His dark eyes were deep and undisguised, revealing a murderous intent.
Shen Cang's heart trembled.
All his anger and hatred had vanished. When he left the Begonia Courtyard, all that remained was a bellyful of fear and panic.
Fortunately, he remembered to close the door when he left.
Otherwise, Xiao Yan might really have slit his throat with a sword.
Concealing the murderous intent raging in his eyes, Xiao Yan withdrew his hand from Shen Qiyin's eyes and asked gently, "Do you like it?"
Shen Qiyin looked down and saw a purple pansy on the table, with a silver butterfly ring in the center of the flower, exquisitely crafted and lifelike.
It was beautiful, but compared to the things Xiao Yan had given her before, it didn't seem to have anything special about it.
Shen Qiyin didn't dislike him; she just felt it wasn't his usual style.
So he asked, "Just a ring?"
Xiao Yan seemed to smile, and then picked up the ring and put it on her index finger.
Shen Qiyin was puzzled, thinking to herself that she saw other girls wearing rings on their middle or ring fingers, so why did he choose this one?
Then Xiao Yan pinched her thumb and pressed it on the side of the ring, and a stream of light shot straight into the violet.
In the blink of an eye, the petals withered instantly.
"This...this ring..."
"Yes, like that sachet ball, it's also a hidden weapon."
"..." That's right.
She knew it; it was unlikely he would just give her a pretty ring.
But then again, why does he keep sending her things that can kill? Does he think she's some kind of psychopathic madwoman who wants to kill everyone in the world?
When faced with Shen Qiyin's question, Xiao Yan replied, "Of course not."
But yes, he is.
The last time she was suddenly summoned to the palace, he felt increasingly frightened, so he ordered someone to make this ring.
"You are aware of the hidden agents in the palace, but those people are only using them as a means of survival. Only you yourself are the real way out."
Unlike Ren Dong, she didn't have the innate advantage of being able to learn martial arts, so he could only do his best to prepare things for her to protect herself.
For example, hidden weapons.
For example, personal connections.
For example, power and influence.
Shen Qiyin looked at Xiao Yan, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. She suddenly felt that she couldn't understand him anymore.
She originally thought that when he said he wanted to marry her, it was because he wanted to be romantic with her and spend every day together, but now it seems that it's more than that.
He was like someone carefully nurturing a flower, not simply keeping her in a greenhouse.
He wouldn't stop her from facing the cold wind and rain; he would only teach her the courage and methods to confront the harshness and dangers of life.
He wasn't there to pick that flower.
Of course, he doesn't pick them himself, and he doesn't let others pick them either.
Thinking of this, Shen Qiyin asked Xiao Yan as if to confirm, "Even you are not my way out?"
He thought for a moment and said, "I am naturally very happy that you are willing to treat me as your fallback, but it is normal if you cannot fully trust me now."
"Besides, I've always felt that it's not a bad thing to be vigilant at all times."
Especially women.
Especially...
Like her, a girl who was schemed against to the extreme by her family.
Instead of wallowing in self-pity, Shen Qiyin drew inferences from the situation and asked, "So, you've been wary of me all along?"
"No," Xiao Yan answered decisively, "I don't need to be wary of marriage."
"Why?"
She thought Xiao Yan would say something like "Because I like him, I believe him," but the young master instead said in a bright and cheerful voice, "Because there's nothing to be wary of."
Shen Qiyin: "..." Isn't this an insult? Isn't it? It must be an insult, right?
She extended the finger with the ring on it and said, seemingly calmly, "Look at the ring on my hand and say it again."
Xiao Yan obediently watched for a while, then lowered his head and kissed her.
Shen Xiyin was stunned.
The butterfly wings on the ring fluttered.
Just like her heart.
Xiao Yan had no ulterior motives; he was simply bewitched and kissed her fingertip. Afterward, he felt quite embarrassed and quickly cleared his throat to change the subject, saying, "When the door opened just now, it was Shen Cang who came."
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