Chapter 119 It’s not possible here, let’s go home
Given Shen Qingyuan's history of drunkenly bringing up old matters, Chunxi took the initiative this time and deliberately said with a stern face, "Didn't my husband promise me to drink less in the future? Why are you drunk again?"
In fact, Shen Qingyuan went out to socialize more often these days than before, but he was always very sensible and only had a few drinks and never got drunk.
If Shen Qingyuan was sober, he would have been able to tell that Chunxi was forcing herself to drink, but now that he was drunk, he really thought Chunxi was angry. He felt guilty and carefully tugged at Chunxi's sleeve: "Madam, don't be angry. It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who forced me to drink. I will never drink with him again."
Wait? His Royal Highness?
Isn’t that their big money sponsor and backer? They can’t afford to offend him.
Chunxi coughed lightly and changed the subject, "So it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. That doesn't mean you can't drink. Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince drunk?"
"He must have been drunk. In the end, His Highness was carried away."
“…”
It doesn't seem like a good idea to get His Royal Highness the Crown Prince drunk.
Chunxi was in a dilemma, not knowing how to respond. Shen Qingyuan tugged at her sleeve again, "Madam, I don't know why, but I missed you so much today. Are you ready now? Can we consummate our marriage?"
“…”???
You forgot such an important thing, so are you really the same person when you are drunk and when you are normal?
Chunxi had never seen anyone drunk like Shen Qingyuan, but the way Shen Qingyuan looked at her eagerly was not as calm as usual, but rather a bit pitiful.
But thinking about how this man had forced her to move on her own last night, and how she had nearly broken her waist from exhaustion, Chunxi's heartache vanished without a trace. She coughed lightly and said, "I'm not ready yet. We can't consummate our marriage. And why are you worried that I'll run away just because I'm coming home late?"
Perhaps because he felt it was a bit embarrassing to speak out, Shen Qingyuan kept silent with a stern face. Chunxi became more curious and coaxed him: "You and I are husband and wife, the most important thing is to be honest with each other. If you don't want to tell me, it means you don't like me, and then I won't like you in the future..."
Before he could finish his last sentence, Shen Qingyuan reached out and covered Chunxi's mouth, saying hurriedly, "I'm telling you, don't dislike me."
Chunxi blinked in agreement, and Shen Qingyuan continued, "I'm much older than you, and I'm afraid you'll think I'm old. Besides, I'm also very dull and won't say anything sweet to make you happy. I'm afraid you'll think I'm not good enough."
The more Shen Qingyuan spoke, the more depressed he became, but Chunxi seemed to have discovered a new world.
It turns out that adults also have such thoughts. She thought that he was just trying to make her happy when he said he didn't mind and liked her.
Chunxi's heart softened, and she pulled Shen Qingyuan's hand away and kissed him quickly: "I don't mind your age, sir. Besides, I find everything you say very sweet. I like you very much."
Shen Qingyuan also liked to hear this.
He was not satisfied with this light kiss, so he held Chunxi's head and continued to demand more.
Although Shen Qingyuan's mind could not remember what happened when he was awake, his body had already developed a tacit understanding with Chunxi and he skillfully started the fire.
Chunxi unconsciously softened, and in a daze she heard Shen Qingyuan ask, "Madam, is this okay?"
May I?
This conversation seems familiar.
Chunxi suddenly realized that she was in a carriage and said quickly, "It's not possible here, let's go home first!"
Then just go back.
Shen Qingyuan's eyes darkened and he ordered the driver to speed up.
After finally arriving home, Shen Qingyuan got out of the car carrying Chunxi and walked quickly towards Wenxin Courtyard. However, the doorman caught up with him and said, "The eldest young master and his wife want to see the young lady. Please make sure to go."
“No!”
Shen Qingyuan directly helped Chunxi to refuse, his voice already hoarse.
The doorman, however, was not understanding and still caught up with her and said, "But the young lady has been kneeling in the Madam's yard as punishment. If the young lady doesn't go, the Madam will not let her get up."
Chunxi suddenly looked up and tugged at Shen Qingyuan's clothes: "Husband, I have to go and take a look."
Shen Qingyuan frowned. He had been on edge for a long time. It was very uncomfortable for him to endure this journey. He really didn't want to be disturbed. But Chunxi insisted: "Husband, my sister was punished because of me. I can't just ignore her."
Shen Qingyuan finally compromised and went to the main courtyard with Chunxi.
In the main courtyard, Shen Qingchi knelt for a long time, basking in the sun. Now his face was pale and he was about to collapse.
Chunxi hurried over to help her, while Shen Qingyuan walked past Chunxi and rushed into the house like a gust of wind.
Mrs. Mo had already set up her position in the house, waiting for Chunxi to come back so that she could get angry and establish her authority, but she didn't expect Shen Qingyuan to come along.
Even so, Madam Mo was not afraid. She said coldly, "You came at the perfect time. Look at the good wife you married. I kindly asked her to go to the Taifu Mansion for a banquet to show her face, but she actually threw a tantrum in the Taifu Mansion and brought shame to our Marquisate. I must be careful today..."
Before Mrs. Mo could finish her words, Shen Qingyuan overturned the coffee table next to her.
The movement was so big that the coffee table almost hit Mrs. Mo.
Mrs. Mo was startled, and Aunt Jia hurried forward to support her. Shen Qingyuan did not stop, but grabbed Mrs. Mo's favorite Ru porcelain vase and smashed it to pieces.
Mrs. Mo and Aunt Jia screamed in fright. No one expected Shen Qingyuan to suddenly lose his temper, and the key point was that she hadn't done anything yet.
"Shut up!"
Shen Qingyuan scolded coldly, his eyes swept over fiercely, and Mrs. Mo and Aunt Jia dared not say a word.
Shen Qingyuan said solemnly: "Since you can't raise your daughter well, then there's no need to raise her. From now on, she will be under my care. If you dare to interfere in her affairs again, I will send you to a nunnery to live out your retirement!"
After saying this, Shen Qingyuan went out and left with Chunxi and Shen Qingchi.
Mrs. Mo was still in shock. She asked Aunt Jia to go out and find out what had happened. After confirming that Shen Qingyuan was gone, she burst into tears: "This rebellious son, he actually dared to threaten me and said he would send me to a nunnery. Does he have any conscience? His mother died young. If it weren't for my dedicated efforts over the years, this family would have fallen apart long ago. I even gave birth to two sons for the Marquis. Why did he treat me like this?"
Mrs. Mo beat her chest and cried, but she was more afraid.
After all, Shen Qingyuan is the eldest son of Marquis Qingyuan. Once he inherits the title of Crown Prince, all matters of the Marquis' Mansion will be under his control. If he really wants to send Mrs. Mo to a nunnery, it is not impossible.
Aunt Jia quickly tried to comfort him, "Don't worry, Madam. I just smelled a strong odor of alcohol on the young master. He must be acting crazy again."
"The truth comes out when he's drunk, Aunt Jia, he really has never had me, his stepmother, in his eyes!"
Hatred blazed in Madam Mo's eyes as she spoke. Aunt Jia was about to persuade her again when a maid suddenly came in to announce, "Madam, Miss Mo is here."
"What is she doing here? Get out of here!"
"Miss Mo said she could help Madam solve her troubles."
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