The scene before her eyes changed rapidly, finally stopping at the bed curtains she had just opened her eyes to.
Meng Qingluan was placed on the bed in a daze.
However, there was no pain as I had imagined, or perhaps it was just a flick like in erotic novels…
Throughout, Chen Yan's movements were very gentle, as if he were touching a fragile piece of porcelain.
Meng Qingluan simply propped herself up to see what the person beside the bed was up to.
Shen Yan was filled with jealousy, but when she met Meng Qingluan's teasing gaze, she felt both ashamed and angry.
He braced himself on the bed with both hands and pressed down on Meng Qingluan, and the two lay down on the bed again.
The posture between the two was very subtle. If Shen Yan lowered his head slightly or brought his head closer, he could easily touch Meng Qingluan's face.
Meeting Meng Qingluan's clear eyes, she, who had clearly been the one to pounce on the other first, now awkwardly looked away.
“I…you…”
Chen Yan stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Meng Qingluan was completely unaware.
She just felt like he was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe, so she turned her head and reached out to pat Chen Yan's arm.
"What are you doing? Get up now, you're crushing me."
"..."
Seeing that she hadn't noticed his little scheme, Shen Yan simply shifted his weight away a bit, but didn't get up.
Seeing that he ignored her, Meng Qingluan teased him.
"What are you doing? In broad daylight, do you want to commit adultery?"
Upon hearing her blunt and absurd words, Shen Yan's cheeks flushed, his clear eyes widened instantly, and he almost immediately raised his hand to cover her mouth.
To prevent her rosy lips from uttering any startling words as they open and close.
Meng Qingluan had her mouth covered and looked at her with a puzzled expression, her eyebrows twitching to express her dissatisfaction.
Chen Yan pursed his lips, his voice icy cold, yet carrying a hint of weak pleading.
"You are a married woman."
Meng Qingluan pulled his hand away and asked, "So?"
Hearing her nonchalant tone, Shen Yan hurriedly spoke up.
“So you can’t let other men touch you! Especially a slut like Li Zhanjue…” Shen Yan suddenly stopped and changed his words, “a man of bad character.”
Meng Qingluan did not expect that Shen Yan would speak ill of Li Zhanjue.
Is she afraid of competing with him for his man, or is she afraid that Li Zhanjue will compete with him for his best friend?
Meng Qingluan felt the latter was more likely, after all, Shen Yan had personally beaten up Li Zhanjue before.
Meng Qingluan pretended to disagree with his opinion and retorted.
"The Fifth Prince is not as bad as you say. I think he is a good person, handsome and talented."
"No, no!"
Hearing Meng Qingluan speak well of Li Zhanjue, Shen Yan felt even more indignant and hurriedly interrupted.
Meng Qingluan ignored his anxious expression, dodged his haphazardly reaching hand, and continued to speak well of Li Zhanjue.
"How can it not be? Mine is good! You're not just jealous of her, are you? You're deliberately saying bad things about her to belittle her."
"That's not good. You're not telling the truth yourself, and now you're telling me not to tell the truth either?"
Shen Yan felt a lump in her throat and almost burst into tears. She had guessed most of what was on her mind.
He couldn't accept it; he couldn't stand her mentioning other men's names.
What she couldn't stand even more was that she came to refute him in order to speak up for those despicable men.
Chen Yan leaned his head closer.
Meng Qingluan's eyes widened, and she suddenly anticipated his next move.
Chen Yan slowly lowered his head, and just as his lips were about to touch, they were pressed against a soft palm.
"..."
Their eyes met, and they both saw panic and fear in each other's eyes.
"What...what are you doing?"
Meng Qingluan was startled by this sudden turn of events.
If it were another man, she might be able to accept it to some extent; it's human nature, and a reasonable plot device in novels.
But she transmigrated into a pure romance novel, and the man who just tried to kiss her was one of the male leads!!
Although Shen Yan was flustered, his mind had calmed down in this emergency situation thanks to his experience with many storms.
Without blushing or skipping a beat, he placed his hands on either side of her body and explained.
"I didn't do anything, I just don't want to hear you praising him anymore."
"……oh."
"He's not a good person, and the things he gave you certainly aren't good either. Have you forgotten how he humiliated you before?"
"without."
Meng Qingluan was still in a daze and shook her head.
Shen Yan's heart tightened; he knew that if he didn't explain his actions clearly today...
Meng Qingluan will probably avoid him in the future.
Shen Yan buried his head in Meng Qingluan's collarbone, his tone pitiful.
"Luanluan, you're not allowed to praise him, okay? You promised you'd always be there for me."
"..."
Meng Qingluan's brain raced, and she finally came to a conclusion:
In Shen Yan's heart, friendship outweighs love, and there's also the possibility that he and Li Zhanjue don't have love for each other at all right now.
Meng Qingluan suddenly felt something.
Shen Yan's jealousy is a bit too much.
How can someone get so angry just because their best friend praised someone else or accepted their medicine?
She didn't take Shen Yan's actions too seriously, after all, he might not even understand the meaning of kissing yet.
Seeing that she was lost in thought, Shen Yan didn't even notice the tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.
Dissatisfied, he buried his head and gently bit her collarbone.
"Hiss! Born in the Year of the Dog?"
Meng Qingluan snapped out of her daze after being bitten and raised her hand to slap his face away.
Shen Yan remained silent, looking at her with a resentful expression.
He wished he were a dog, a wild beast.
That way, he could leave his own unique scent inside her body and mark her.
Let those stray dogs with malicious intentions, who are trying to steal her attention, back down.
He's a mad dog; he'll tear apart those treacherous, scheming scumbags.
Seeing that he was still angry, Meng Qingluan softened her tone considerably after realizing that there was hope for the mission.
"I promise I won't do it again next time, okay?"
"..."
Chen Yan nuzzled her neck, it was unclear whether he had calmed down or not.
Meng Qingluan raised his hand, grasped it, and kneaded and played with it in her own palm.
"Why are your hands so cold? Do you want me to warm them up for you?"
When Shen Yan looked up, he saw her pale face and her bright, clear eyes staring at his hand.
...
Shen Yan's eyes were deep and unfathomable. Just moments ago, he had been extremely agitated and restless, but her question had calmed him down.
All anger and resentment vanished like smoke.
Shen Yan was worried that she hadn't fully recovered and might catch a cold again, so he pulled his hand back.
"It's not cold."
"Then don't be angry anymore, okay?" Meng Qingluan coaxed.
“Okay,” Chen Yan replied.
"Then hurry up and get off me! I still need to apply medicine." Meng Qingluan glanced at him, staring impatiently at the medicine jar.
"Didn't you just promise me..."
"Did I promise you I wouldn't apply the medicine? Wouldn't it be a waste to keep such a good thing unused?"
"..."
Shen Yan admired her quick change of attitude, but still managed to roll off her body in no time.
…
"Your Highness, shall we go back?"
On the rooftop, Li Zhanjue, who should have left, was standing there with his personal bodyguard.
Upon hearing this, Li Zhanjue snapped out of his daze and nodded in agreement.
The two flew out and had just boarded the carriage when Li Zhanjue suddenly spoke up and instructed his attendants.
"Aren't there two jars of ointment left in the palace? Send them to Madam Shen together."
"..."
The attendant was somewhat speechless. The ointment, personally prepared by the imperial physician, was something that other concubines and princes would be eager to hide away if they had a bottle.
Their master is really generous, sending three cans at once.
Just now…
They even sneaked onto the rooftops of houses like thieves to eavesdrop on the intimate whispers of young couples.
A barely perceptible smile appeared on Li Zhanjue's lips.
Meng Qingluan claims to have so many good qualities?
Am I really that good?
She has good taste!
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