Chapter 208 As long as His Highness is happy
Those tearful eyes, like a frightened deer, just stared at Chen He.
Chen He's heart softened, and he was about to say something else.
Suddenly, a cold yet magnetic voice was heard at the school gate.
"Pearl."
The sound was not loud, but it was like a piece of cold jade, instantly lowering the temperature in the room by a few degrees.
Shen He looked up when he heard the voice.
I saw a tall figure standing quietly in the light and shadow at the door.
The man was dressed in a dark brocade robe, with his hair tied up with a golden crown. He had an extremely handsome face, but his narrow and long phoenix eyes were as deep as a pool of cold water. When he looked at people, there was always an lingering paranoia and possessiveness.
Prince Yi, Xiao Minglan.
"Royal brother!"
Tears were still hanging on Xiao Mingzhu's eyelashes. When she saw the person coming, the tears in her eyes instantly lit up and turned into stars in the sky!
She almost crawled down from the piano stool and pounced on Xiao Minglan.
Xiao Minglan caught her and patted her on the back gently, but his eyes went over her head and were fixed on Shen He's face without blinking.
That look was hot, greedy, and unconcealed.
As if to swallow her whole.
"Ah He."
He spoke in a low, hoarse voice, with a hint of lingering love.
Shen He frowned subconsciously and avoided his gaze.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little stagnant.
At this moment, a cheerful voice broke the silence like a stone.
"Sister Ah He!"
Xiao Jingchi rushed in like a gust of wind, holding a bag of steaming osmanthus cake in his arms.
"I brought you something delicious!"
He handed the oil-paper bag to Chen He as if he was presenting a treasure, his clear eyes sparkling, and he didn't notice that there was someone else in the room.
"It's the first day of class today. Are you tired, Sister He?"
He pulled Shen He's sleeve and shook it gently, his tone full of dependence.
The annoyance in Chen He's heart caused by Xiao Minglan was instantly dispelled by this pure concern.
The lines on her face softened and she smiled and shook her head.
"Not tired."
"With Jingchi's osmanthus cake, I won't feel tired at all."
She reached out and took the paper package naturally, her fingertips accidentally touching his hand.
Warm and clean.
This scene made Xiao Minglan's eyes hurt.
The love in his eyes faded in an instant, replaced by surging jealousy and coldness.
The jealousy that almost tore people apart made the air in the entire school almost freeze.
"Let's go."
He spat out three words coldly, almost dragging Xiao Mingzhu who wanted to say something, and turned away.
Xiao Mingzhu staggered when he pulled her, but she didn't dare to resist at all. She only had time to turn around and look at Chen He with a look that was a mixture of gratitude and apology.
***
On the way back, the white marble corridor was silent.
Xiao Mingzhu followed behind Xiao Minglan, sobbing softly.
"Brother, they all laughed at me."
Her voice was nasal with grievance.
"When I was playing the piano, they were all laughing secretly..."
Xiao Minglan paused.
He turned around slowly, and his face, which was originally gloomy due to jealousy, was now covered with a layer of frost.
"Who are they?"
His voice was soft, but it was more biting than the cold winter wind.
Xiao Mingzhu was frightened by him and shook her head subconsciously.
"I...I don't know them either..."
"I can't name any of them."
A trace of violent murderous intent flashed across Xiao Minglan's eyes, but a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It doesn't matter."
"They dared to laugh at my sister, Xiao Minglan..."
"They all deserve to die."
In Xiao Mingzhu's simple mind, she has not yet fully understood the weight of the word "death".
She just felt that her brother was venting his anger for her, so she nodded vigorously with tears on her face.
"Yeah! I think so too!"
"They are so bad!"
***
At the end of the corridor, around the corner.
A light figure came towards him. It was Chen Suixin who was going to dance class.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Yi and Princess Mingzhu."
Chen Suixin knelt down and saluted with a graceful and appropriate posture.
Xiao Minglan's gaze fell on her, and his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of scrutiny and warning.
"Miss Chen."
"Do you remember what I said to you before?"
Chen Suixin's heart trembled, knowing that he was talking about the day of Shen He's wedding, but his expression remained calm.
"Don't worry, Your Highness."
"I will definitely keep my promise and will never tell anyone about what I saw in the palace that day."
"good."
Xiao Minglan nodded with satisfaction.
Chen Sui Xin saluted again and passed by them.
Just as she turned to leave, Xiao Minglan looked at her slim figure, and the undisguised murderous intent appeared in his eyes again.
The fewer people who know his secret, the better.
***
Return to Prince Yi's Mansion.
It was almost dusk.
As soon as Xiao Minglan stepped into the mansion, he saw a frail figure waiting timidly beside the screen wall.
When he saw who was coming, his handsome face was instantly filled with shock and anger!
“Chen Yan?!”
He rushed over, lowered his voice, and questioned through gritted teeth.
"What are you doing here?!"
"Who allowed you to come?"
Shen Yan was frightened by his ferocious look and trembled all over. She raised her head timidly, revealing a face that was three-quarters similar to Shen He, but full of humble flattery.
She opened her palm, and inside lay a jade plaque of high-quality dragon pattern.
"Your Highness... Your Highness's jade token was not taken away that day..."
"I was afraid Your Highness would need it, so I... I sent it to you..."
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her eyes were evasive, not daring to look him in the eye.
The anger in Xiao Minglan's heart burned even more fiercely.
He grabbed Shen Yan's wrist with such force that he almost crushed her bones.
"Follow me in!"
He was so vicious that he almost dragged her into the mansion.
***
The door to the inner room was slammed shut.
Xiao Minglan threw Shen Yan to the ground and looked down at her condescendingly, the disgust and irritability in his eyes almost becoming tangible.
"explain!"
"What on earth do you want?!"
"Money? Or status?"
Chen Yan was so shocked that she saw stars. She ignored the pain and struggled to kneel down, tears rolling down her face like beads from a broken string.
"No... I don't want anything..."
She cried and shook her head, raised her tearful little face, her eyes full of obsession and humble love.
"I just want His Highness...as long as His Highness is happy..."
These words, like a bolt of thunder, suddenly struck Xiao Minglan.
He has been chasing Chen He all his life, the cold, proud woman who will never bow down to him.
He tried every possible means and put in every possible effort, but he never saw a trace of his light in her eyes.
But the woman in front of me...
This substitute for Chen He, this plaything he could summon and dismiss at will...
Her eyes were full of him.
That kind of unreserved and humble admiration and love gave his self-esteem, which had been severely damaged by Chen He, an unprecedented satisfaction!
A twisted, dark possessive desire instantly swept away all his rationality.
His Adam's apple rolled as he approached step by step.
In his eyes, Chen Yan's timid look had become the most fatal temptation.
He suddenly bent down, picked up the person on the ground, and strode towards the bed in the inner room.
With a "bang", Shen Yan was thrown roughly onto the soft quilt by him.
He approached her, pinched her small chin, his eyes filled with thick desire and hostility.
"good."
"That's what you said."
"Just make this king happy."
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