Xiao Langyan came closer and closer, Shen Dingzhu couldn't retreat, and finally his delicate body trembled and he fell down on the soft chair.
She had long eyelashes and fluttering, and her fair and delicate face looked a little uneasy.
Xiao Langyan didn't like the look in her eyes, as if she was really afraid of him. He asked himself that except for that night at Juema Temple, he had never done anything more extreme to her, so why should she be afraid?
Shen Dingzhu followed him with her eyes and saw Xiao Langyan sneered coldly, walked past her and walked to the window to check whether the window pane had been repaired.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then she dared to stand up. Thinking of getting rid of her slave status, she bowed Yingying.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for redeeming my body."
Xiao Langyan lowered her head and saw that the man's purse she had brought back before had been washed and placed on the window sill to dry.
His eyes were dark, and when he responded to her, his voice sounded lazy: "Next time, guard the door and don't let anyone in to run wild. I don't want you to be a soft persimmon by keeping you by my side."
Shen Dingzhu pursed her red lips secretly, looking sad.
She wanted to resist, but he never gave her the confidence.
"That's Aunt Zhang," his wet nurse, who is considered an old man by Concubine Xian, has a certain status, "However, I have remembered the prince's instructions. From now on, I will follow your orders and listen to you. For the sake of the prince , I can do anything.”
Xiao Langyan looked sideways at her and saw that she was acting well, with a delicate and beautiful little face and bright eyes.
His thin eyes raised a playful look: "Can you do anything? For example?"
With that said, he sat beside her bed.
Shen Dingzhu said hurriedly: "I know that the prince usually doesn't sleep well, so I made a buckwheat pillow to calm your nerves. It will be completed soon."
In his previous life, Xiao Langyan had trouble sleeping, especially after he ascended the throne. He could dream almost every night that his ancestors and clans condemned him for killing his brother and his father.
So Shen Dingzhu later tried his best to help him. Buckwheat pillow was his favorite. He liked it so much that every time he lay down, he would sleep on Shen Dingzhu's lap.
Hearing this, Xiao Langyan reached out and pulled her pillow, playing with it in his hand: "Is this it?"
Shen Dingzhu explained: "This one is rough. I slept on it myself, and I picked it up for the prince."
Xiao Langyan looked sideways, the golden crown on his head reflected the cold light, making his eyes look like an abyss.
He put down her pillow, then stretched his legs and said in a calm tone, "Come here to change clothes and take off your boots."
Shen Dingzhu's beautiful eyes were startled: "Want to sleep, Your Majesty?"
"I haven't slept in two days. I'm sleepy."
"Then I'll go to the main room to make the bed." Shen Dingzhu was about to leave.
Xiao Langyan patted the bed: "It's right here."
Shen Dingzhu had no choice but to walk over and bend down to take off his robe, but Xiao Langyan didn't even lift his arm!
"Your Majesty, raise your hand." Shen Dingzhu's voice was soft. She didn't do it deliberately, but it was soft and charming.
Then, in order to completely take off his robe, she had to stretch her arms and take off his belt from behind as if hugging Xiao Langyan.
When Shen Dingzhu approached, Xiao Langyan lowered his thin eyes and saw that her earlobes were as round and white as mutton-fat jade, with a touch of pink.
After a while, Shen Dingzhu took off his clothes and was about to hang them on the screen, but suddenly he smelled a little fragrance on his collar.
She turned her back to Xiao Langyan, lowered her head and smelled it carefully, her eyebrows furrowed.
This smell... I smelled it last time I went to Fu Yunqiu's room.
Shen Dingzhu couldn't help but look back and saw that Xiao Langyan had already lied down on her little bed, and even pulled her quilt on his own initiative.
So, he didn't rest for the past two days and was always at Fu Yunqiu's place? I'm afraid she's worried about the injury to her wrist!
No wonder he couldn't sleep. If the Fu family saw him, it would be hard to explain.
Maybe he hung on the beam in Fu Yunqiu's house these two nights, waiting for the person to leave before going down to get close to her. Although it was outrageous to think about it, Xiao Langyan might not do that for Fu Yunqiu.
"Still coming?" Xiao Langyan urged coldly, a little impatient.
Shen Dingzhu hung the clothes on the screen. There was no bamboo silk fragrance in her room, so she stopped smoking it. Instead, she dragged a round stool and sat beside the bed to keep watch.
Xiao Langyan looked sideways at her with a gloomy look: "Is this how you get married?"
Shen Dingzhu was silent for two moments, but he had already made up his mind.
"The prince just asked me what else I can do for you. I thought about it and asked you to invite Miss Fu out. I apologize to her for snatching the porcelain tiles last time."
Xiao Langyan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he sat up suddenly, placing his slender palms casually on his knees, his face dark and gloomy.
"Shen Dingzhu, what are you planning?" Although she usually looks obedient, Xiao Langyan knows that she is quite arrogant deep down.
With Shen Dingzhu's character, how could she take the initiative to apologize to her?
However, she looked serious: "I was willful last time. Now I want to understand that the prince and her will always have to lower their heads to see each other. It's good to let her feel relieved."
Xiao Langyan pursed his thin lips, his jawline tightened, his throat rolled several times, as if he wanted to curse, and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
"Are you sure?"
"Sure."
Xiao Langyan sneered: "Okay."
Since she wants to send it to someone else's door, he will let her do it!
Xiao Langyan was no longer in the mood to sleep, so he got up to get dressed and leave.
Shen Dingzhu helped him put on his boots, and then said hurriedly: "But, Your Majesty, if I apologize to her, can you ask someone to send some money to my relatives in Mobei?"
"Winter is coming soon. I heard that it's bitterly cold in Mobei. My mother is suffering from many illnesses and I don't have money to take care of her. I'm afraid that my family's life will be really difficult..."
The warm autumn light outside filtered through the window, and Xiao Langyan's cold eyebrows were also covered with a thin layer of coolness.
Shen Dingzhu was half sitting on the footrest, looking up at him with a fair and pretty face, full of hope.
Xiao Langyan stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin. His voice was gentle, but his eyes were cold and biting: "In this case, you should apologize properly. I will see how you behave."
After that, he waved his hand and strode away.
Shen Dingzhu stood up staggeringly and smoothed his slightly messy hair with his hands.
Her pride would not allow her to bow to Fu Yunqiu, but if it was for her family, she could put down all her self-esteem. She is living a difficult life now, and her parents' situation is probably even more dire.
Fu Yunqiu is Xiao Langyan's sweetheart. Only when he makes her happy will he help her properly.
A few days passed.
Xiao Langyan took Shen Dingzhu out to a remote mountain villa on the outskirts of Beijing.
As soon as you enter the village, you will be greeted by a man who looks like a butler. All you can see are lush and green towering trees. There must be thoughtful gardeners in the village. In this late autumn, they take care of the flower gardens so that they are not afraid of the cold wind. Still colorful.
Xiao Langyan has taken over the entire village today. Except for the servants and entourage in the village, there are only two of them, very clean.
However, as soon as they walked around the nine-curved corridor, they saw a slim figure in a navy blue dress sitting in the hexagonal pavilion beside the wide lotus pond.
When Fu Yunqiu saw them coming, he stood up and looked at Xiao Langyan with soft eyes.
"You came."
