Although Song Huiru has lived two lives, her marriage to Shang Nanjue in her previous life was nothing more than a marriage of mutual benefit with no real affection between them.
Therefore, Shang Nanjue resented her for taking the place of the woman he loved;
The day he ascended the throne was also the day she died.
At this moment, being treated so gently by Shang Beiyu, Song Huiru's heartbeat instantly became chaotic. She collapsed into Shang Beiyu's arms, greedily absorbing his tenderness and warmth, and also longing to hold tightly to this incredibly strong man.
"Okay," she answered meekly, snuggling close to him like a little lamb.
She understands,
The stronger a man is, the more he prefers a gentle and submissive woman.
Shang Beiyu was indeed satisfied with Song Huiru's pragmatism. He raised his hand and cast a cleansing spell on her, then wrapped her halfway in his black robe and lightly stepped away from the courtyard.
Outside the mansion, Shang Xiye had already sent someone to inform Wuying and Wuhen.
A large number of the Prince's guards were scattered like stars, completely surrounding the residence from all sides.
No matter where Shang Beiyu goes, someone can monitor his whereabouts.
"They're out!"
Ji Fengyao's divine sense was stronger than others, and she was the first to sense Shang Beiyu's movements.
Shang Xiye quickly pressed her down, saying, "Yaoyao, please don't..."
"No, I want to go." Ji Fengyao held Shang Xiye's hand tightly, her phoenix eyes clear and her gaze firm: "Your Highness, let's go together."
The young wife's chubby face was still as adorable as ever, and her big, blinking eyes were still as soft and charming as ever, but the love and reluctance in her eyes were undeniable.
Shang Xiye's heart burned with passion. He tightly grasped the little bandit's soft hand and nodded, agreeing telepathically, "Okay, let's go together!"
Shang Beiyu couldn't hear Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao's telepathic conversation, but seeing the two holding hands and gazing at each other affectionately, he pouted in extreme displeasure:
Shang Xiye, I have made my decision!
I will turn you into ten soul lamps to decorate my new home with my little darling!
One soul, one lamp; one spirit, one lamp!
Song Huiru sensitively noticed Shang Beiyu's emotional fluctuations. When she looked up and saw his almost childlike pouting, she was immediately captivated and felt a wave of tenderness wash over her.
She gently nestled back into Shang Beiyu's arms, reaching out to hold him tightly, and whispered softly, "What is it that you need..."
"Don't speak, they can hear you," Shang Beiyu quickly covered Song Huiru's face and pressed it into his arms, silencing her and telling her to keep quiet.
The air was filled with the distinctive scent of a man, and although the scent had an indescribable chill, Song Huiru was still captivated by his intimate gestures, her heart pounding like a deer.
Upon hearing Song Huiru's half-spoken, coquettish question, Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao exchanged a glance, both reading disdain and contempt in each other's eyes.
The world is truly full of wonders.
With that man's abilities, what kind of stunningly beautiful and intelligent woman couldn't he find?
He actually likes Song Huiru, this seemingly innocent and pure woman; his taste is truly peculiar.
The two followed Shang Beiyu at a distance, and followed him all the way into the palace.
Shang Beiyu first led Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao around the Empress's Qiwu Palace, then sped up and traveled a distance into the Cold Palace, before finally rushing at full speed towards the Empress Dowager's Cining Palace.
Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao followed at full speed and barely managed to catch up to the vicinity of Cixi Palace. They witnessed Shang Beiyu carrying Song Huiru into Cixi Palace and not coming out for a long time.
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