Chapter 200 Shen He's Sister
It is completely different from the madness and decadence in the other courtyard.
The bridal chamber in Prince Ning's mansion was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The room is filled with red, which is so festive that it is a little dazzling.
The flames on the dragon and phoenix wedding candles danced quietly, casting swaying light and shadows on the wall.
Chen He sat upright beside the bed, wearing a complicated phoenix crown and bridal gown, which made her feel a little breathless.
She waited for a while.
There was no movement outside the door.
She pulled the corners of her mouth together, revealing a self-deprecating smile.
Then, she raised her hand and without any hesitation, lifted the red veil on her head.
"Miss!"
Guyu, the personal maid beside her, was horrified and quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"This... lifting the veil by yourself is unlucky!"
Chen He casually threw the piece of red cloth embroidered with mandarin ducks on the table, his voice calm and without any waves.
"auspicious?"
She chuckled, as if she had heard some huge joke.
"Guyu, do you think he understands what it means to lift the veil?"
Guyu fell silent instantly, and the worry on his face became even more intense.
yes.
Their young lady married that foolish prince, Xiao Jingchi, who had the mental capacity of a seven-year-old.
How could he understand this?
Chen He ignored her and pulled out a list from his sleeve. He began to read it carefully in the candlelight.
That was the personnel list sent by Prince Ning’s Mansion.
There were dozens of people there.
Chen He's fingertips lightly brushed across several names, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
These people, nine out of ten times, were spies planted by the man in the palace or by several other princes.
Her future days will probably be very busy.
I read a book for a while to kill time.
Finally, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
“Squeak—”
The door was pushed open.
A figure wearing the same wedding dress, but looking a little out of place, walked in cautiously.
It was the groom, the Sixth Prince Xiao Jingchi.
In his hand, he was still holding a Luban lock that he hadn't finished playing with.
When he saw Chen He, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen some new toy.
"New...bride!"
He called out in a baby voice and ran in with small steps.
Chen He put down the book, and his face instantly changed into a smile so gentle that it could squeeze water out of it.
She waved at him, her voice soft.
"Jing Chi."
"Why are you running so fast? Be careful not to fall."
Xiao Jingchi ran up to her and raised the Luban lock in his hand as if presenting a treasure.
"Sister He, look, this is so difficult!"
The eunuch Xiao Xuanzi who followed behind him bowed hurriedly.
"Princess."
Chen He looked past Xiao Jingchi and looked at Xiao Xuanzi, his voice still gentle.
"Is Jing Chi sleepy?"
"It's getting late, time to go to bed."
Xiao Xuanzi lowered his head and answered respectfully.
"Princess, Your Highness has been playing all day and is indeed tired."
Shen He nodded.
"Then let him rest."
Xiao Xuanzi raised his eyes, glanced at Chen He quickly, then quickly lowered his head and added something meaningful.
"Your Highness is probably too happy today."
The smile on Shen He's lips deepened.
She stood up and took Xiao Jingchi's hand, like coaxing a child.
"Okay, no more playing, let's go to bed, okay?"
Xiao Jingchi pouted, somewhat reluctantly, but still nodded obediently.
"good."
Chen He helped him to the bed, took off his cumbersome outer robe, and carefully covered him with a blanket.
"I closed my eyes and fell asleep quickly."
She patted his back gently and hummed the tune her mother used to lull her to sleep in her previous life.
Not long after, the sound of even breathing could be heard from the person next to me.
I really fell asleep.
The gentleness on Chen He's face disappeared completely in an instant.
She sat up straight, her eyes as cold as water.
She picked up the personnel list she had just looked at and handed it to Xiao Xuanzi, who had been standing beside her with his hands hanging down.
Her voice was devoid of warmth, as if it had been chilled by ice.
"Xiao Xuanzi."
"The servant is here."
"Everyone on this list must have their background thoroughly investigated within three days."
"Especially,"
She pressed her fingertips on a few names.
"These few, I want to know who is standing behind them."
Xiao Xuanzi was startled and immediately bowed to take it.
There was a barely perceptible hint of excitement and awe in his voice.
"Yes, Princess!"
"Minion, obey your command!"
***
The next day.
The sky suddenly brightened.
A ray of morning light filtered through the window pane, casting dappled shadows on a secluded guest room in Prince Ning's Mansion.
The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
"Well……"
Xiao Minglan held his forehead and groaned in pain.
My head feels like it's going to explode.
The aftereffects of the hangover made his temples throb.
Where is this?
A strange bed, a strange smell, and a...lewd smell in the air.
He frowned and tried to sit up.
last night……
Fragments, like a broken shadow play, flashed chaotically in his mind.
liquor.
Endless wine.
And...Ah He.
By the way, he dreamed of Ah He.
In the dream, she was beneath him, as docile as a kitten, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
A bitter smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of Xiao Minglan's mouth.
Dreams are just dreams after all.
He knows it better than anyone else.
That woman's heart is harder than stone.
She would rather marry a fool than look at him.
How could she...
His thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
My hand accidentally touched something warm and soft.
That was not a cold quilt, but... human skin.
Smooth, delicate, and with a slight tremor.
boom--
The memory of last night was like a flood that broke through the dam of his reason in an instant!
That's not a dream!
The crisp sound of tearing cloth!
The suppressed crying and helpless struggle!
And he himself, like a wild beast, roared another woman's name in her ear over and over again!
“Ah He…Ah He!”
Xiao Minglan's pupils suddenly constricted.
He turned his head suddenly, as if he had seen the most terrifying ghost.
Beside him, a young girl was curled up with her back to him, her thin shoulders trembling under the quilt.
His movement also woke up the people around him.
The girl let out a stifled cry and slowly turned around.
She sat up carefully and wrapped her naked body tightly with the messy quilt, as if it was her last piece of armor.
Her long black hair was disheveled, covering half of her face.
The exposed half of her face looked so tender and wet, and I felt pity for her.
But those eyes were as red and swollen as two peaches, filled with fear and helplessness.
She looked at him timidly, her lips moving for a long time before making a mosquito-like sound.
"Yi... His Royal Highness Prince Yi..."
Xiao Minglan's mind went blank.
He stared at the face in front of him.
picture.
So similar.
Especially those eyes, which are 70% similar to Shen He's.
But she is not Shen He.
He recognized this face; he had seen it at the palace banquet and at the Shen Mansion.
she is……
"You are...Chen He's sister?"
His voice was hoarse, dry, and without a trace of emotion, as if he was confirming an object that had nothing to do with him.
Chen Yan's heart felt like it was being stabbed into by a sharp blade tempered with ice, and then cruelly stirred.
Shen He's younger sister.
It turned out that in his eyes, she didn't even deserve a name.
She is just "Shen He's sister".
A shadow that can be easily mistaken and used as a substitute.
The immense humiliation and sorrow almost suffocated her.
Her nails dug deep into the tender flesh of her palms, using the pain to maintain her last bit of pathetic clarity.
She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like two butterflies with broken wings.
a long time.
She finally found her voice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from her throat.
"yes."
"Your servant, Shen Yan."
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