Shu Qingyao's heart suddenly jumped.
Years ago, she said the same thing.
But what she said at that time was what Shen Xinglou said today:
"What if I have to do it?"
To this day, she still remembers the scene where Shen Qingyue looked disgusted and pushed her away.
Shen Xinglou saw clues from her somewhat ethereal eyes, his eyes darkened, and then he gently pinched her chin, and before she could recover, his lips pressed against her warm lips.
Shu Qingyao's eyes suddenly widened and she wanted to push the person in front of her away, but Shen Xinglou grabbed her wrist and pulled her over her head, forcing her to deepen the kiss.
The moonlight penetrates the clouds, falling down like strands of gauze. Shu Qingyao could clearly see his eyelashes as thick as feather fans, but she just looked at them, like a puppet without any other movements.
Sensing that she was not as obedient or resistant as before, Shen Xinglou slightly retreated and distanced herself from them. However, he still pinched her wrist, as if admiring the prey captured alive by his own hands, narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at it with interest.
Shu Qingyao didn't like the scrutinizing eyes. Her red lips opened and closed gently: "What does the young prince want?"
"You look like this, it's really exciting." Shen Xinglou said bluntly while looking at her clear almond eyes.
Shu Qingyao's pupils shrank.
Recalling the previous entangled scenes, she broke into a cold sweat and couldn't help gritting her teeth: "In public, the young prince should know the four words of 'property, justice and integrity'."
After saying this, her heart beat like a drum, and she put her fingers in her sleeves and gradually tightened them.
She secretly thought that if he dared to force her here, even if she spared her life, she would fight to the death with him. At the very least, he must be deposed and have no descendants, so that he can no longer do evil in this life.
Unexpectedly, as she became more and more nervous, Shen Xinglou became more calm and composed, and said with a smile: "'property, justice, integrity and shame'? Of course Xiao Wang knows it." He raised his eyebrows, "And he can also write it."
"..."
"Suddenly mentioning this, why? Do you want to ask for a piece of Xiao Wang's calligraphy, and then offer it as an offering, with three pillars of fragrance every day, and watch it often?"
"..."
Seeing Shu Qingyao's deflated expression, the corners of his lips raised slightly.
But there was a hint of disappointment in my heart.
If Shu Qingyao was really shameless and asked him for a calligraphy treasure, he would really give it to him...
I really want to know how she will react when she sees her handwriting.
surprise? stunned? happy? Or perhaps, he has simply forgotten his handwriting.
In the silence, Shu Qingyao gradually gathered her thoughts, her eyes alert and serious,
There is a hint of sarcasm: "The young prince turns out to be so good at dealing with women. He gives calligraphy treasures from time to time to show his goodwill. I guess there are many birds around him."
Shen Xinglou was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
He smiled at the opportunity: "Of course." Then he added: "It's a pity that those birds are not wild and stupid. They are not as interesting as the green bird that Xiao Wang caught recently."
Shu Qingyao took a deep breath.
He wants to tame her!
"It's hard to keep a green bird, she only belongs to me. If she is imprisoned and surrounded, she would rather die with her neck broken and her wings broken!" Shu Qing narrowed her eyes.
Hearing that her tone was unkind and threatening, Shen Xinglou chuckled.
His fingers picked up a strand of her hair, placed it against her porcelain-like delicate and white face, and slowly moved it down.
Finally it stopped on her pink but slightly swollen lips.
"If you are so resolute in seeking death, why would you assume someone else's identity?" The smile gradually deepened, "Why don't you tell me who you are? - a death row prisoner? A widow? Or..."
Meal on purpose.
"Princess?"
