Shen Lixue was instantly stunned. Ye Qianlong was so fast. The action happened in the blink of an eye. Before she and Dongfang Heng could stop him, their outer garments were already torn in two.
"Li Xue, isn't this much cooler?" A chill rose up, and the sweat on Shen Li Xue's forehead quickly disappeared. The heat emanating from her body also turned into a cool sensation. Ye Qianlong smiled brightly, somewhat proudly showing off his achievement to Shen Li Xue.
"Ye Qianlong!" Dongfang Heng instantly appeared in front of Shen Lixue, blocking Ye Qianlong's view. He quickly draped a shirt over Shen Lixue's shoulders, and looked at Ye Qianlong with a cold, icy gaze. A hint of violence emanated from his dark pupils, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
"What are you doing? Can't you see that Li Xue is hot?" Ye Qianlong protested, looking at Shen Li Xue's newly draped coat.
“If you leave, she won’t feel hot anymore,” Dongfang Heng replied sharply, his voice as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier. Shen Lixue’s skin was not to be seen by any man other than him.
"Why are you kicking me out?" Ye Qianlong frowned deeply, glaring at Dongfang Heng. Whenever he was there, he would stand between her and Li Xue, and often kicked her out.
"You are a man, and there is a difference between men and women. You should not touch each other!" Ye Qianlong was simple-minded and did not shy away from the difference between men and women. Dongfang Heng had no intention of talking nonsense with him and reprimanded him coldly, word by word.
"You're a man too, so why are you here?" Ye Qianlong retorted without any politeness, his clear gaze passing through Dongfang Heng to look at Shen Lixue.
"I am Li Xue's fiancé!" Dongfang Heng took a step forward, blocking Ye Qianlong's gaze once again, and coldly announced his intimate relationship with Shen Li Xue to him.
"I'll be Li Xue's fiancé too!" Ye Qianlong scoffed defiantly, attempting to reach past Dongfang Heng to pull Chen Li Xue away.
"Ye Qianlong!" Dongfang Heng blocked Ye Qianlong's path, staring at him coldly, his sharp eyes blazing with intense anger.
Ye Qianlong and Dongfang Heng argued and disagreed; if they continued arguing, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Shen Lixue rubbed her forehead, put on her coat, and walked past Dongfang Heng to Ye Qianlong: "Qianlong, you are a man, which is very different from women. You can't just tear girls' clothes!" Ye Qianlong is simple-minded but stubborn. You can't force him to do something. You have to persuade him gently and patiently so that he can figure out the reasoning himself.
"I saw you were very hot and wanted to help you!" Ye Qianlong said softly, her head drooping, her words filled with endless grievance.
"I know, but it's enough to remind her; you can't just lay a hand on her!" Shen Lixue explained the simple and easy-to-understand reasoning, gently advising, "Men and women are different. A woman's reputation is very important, and a man shouldn't lay a hand on her casually!"
"I won't help anyone else take off their clothes!" Ye Qianlong muttered, looking up at Shen Lixue: "If I ruined your reputation just now, I'll take responsibility..." A hint of sincerity and expectation flickered in his clear eyes.
Shen Lixue: "..."
"Someone, escort Prince Ye back to the post station!" Dongfang Heng's handsome face was so dark it was almost dripping with ink, and his sharp eyes flashed with alternating cold light and anger.
Several bodyguards appeared in the room instantly and reached out to grab Ye Qianlong.
"What are you doing?" Ye Qianlong asked angrily, his hand instinctively swinging towards the guards.
"Qianlong!" Shen Lixue hurriedly reached out and grabbed Ye Qianlong's wrist. He had profound internal strength, and the room was small, so they couldn't dodge. If he struck with his palm, the guards would be seriously injured, and half of the house would definitely collapse...
"Li Xue!" Ye Qianlong looked at Shen Li Xue with a wronged expression. Those people wanted to arrest him, so why did Li Xue stop him from doing so?
"Go back to the inn first. I'll come see you tomorrow. I have something to tell you!" The conflict between Ye Qianlong and Dongfang Heng has escalated. One of them must leave, otherwise, the conflict will worsen and things will get out of control.
Dongfang Heng is a gentleman. His bodyguards are simply escorting Ye Qianlong back to the inn. Shen Lixue doesn't need to worry about anything happening to him.
"What is it? Can't you tell me now?" Li Xue had something to tell him in private, and Ye Qianlong's curiosity was instantly piqued, ignoring the guards who came forward to grab him.
"It's something very important that I need to tell you privately. You should go back to the inn first!" Shen Lixue smiled slightly, her voice soft.
"Then come early tomorrow, I'll prepare ice for you!" Ye Qianlong grasped Shen Lixue's wrist in return. The soft, silky smooth touch made him unable to put it down, so he touched it again and again.
“Okay!” Shen Lixue nodded.
Dongfang Heng's cold gaze instantly froze into ice. He waved his hand to push Ye Qianlong aside and stood in front of Shen Lixue. His ruthless voice made people feel as if they were standing on the edge of a frost in the dead of winter: "Send Ye Qianlong back to the post station!"
"Li Xue, I'm leaving now!" The guards surrounded Ye Qianlong, preparing to escort him away. Ye Qianlong reluctantly bid farewell to Shen Li Xue.
"Be careful on the road!" Shen Lixue politely reminded her.
"Okay, be careful too!" As he turned to leave, Ye Qianlong gave Dongfang Heng a defiant glance with his clear eyes.
Dongfang Heng's handsome face darkened even more, staring coldly at Ye Qianlong, his eyes filled with an icy chill that could freeze a person instantly.
Ye Qianlong and his guards walked out of the courtyard and onto the bluestone path leading out of the mansion. A slender figure emerged from the shadows, glanced at Ye Qianlong as he walked steadily forward, and then looked at Shen Lixue and Dongfang Heng inside the house. A layer of eerie coldness settled in her beautiful eyes.
The relationship between Dongfang Heng, Shen Lixue, and Ye Qianlong is quite delicate; why not take advantage of it…
A cold gaze suddenly shot over, startling Shen Lixue. She quickly turned around to look, but the courtyard was empty, without a single person in sight. The gaze had also vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
Shen Lixue frowned, wondering if it was just her imagination. She reached out and pulled off her outer garment, a wave of cold air hitting her face. Shen Lixue didn't notice anything unusual outside. She took the ice bucket into the inner room. It was still early, and she planned to rest for a while longer.
Shen Lixue didn't sleep on the bed anymore, but lay down on the soft couch by the window, placing the ice bucket on it to cool down. Dongfang Heng also sat down on the couch without any hesitation, his expression slightly better, but his eyes still held a chilling aura: "Is Ye Qianlong really stupid, or is he pretending to be stupid?"
"Qianlong isn't stupid, he's just simple-minded and acts like a child. You can't reason with him!"
Shen Lixue poured herself a cup of tea, leaned against the soft pillow, and gently swirled the teacup. She was indescribably elegant and charming. The steam from the tea met the cold air from the ice, and tiny water droplets condensed on her eyelashes, trembling slightly, lively and natural.
The strapless dress was form-fitting, outlining her exquisite figure, porcelain-white skin, delicate collarbones, the dazzling dark red cinnabar mark on her right arm, and the fresh, natural fragrance of a virgin—all of which held a deep attraction. Dongfang Heng gazed at her, unable to look away.
"Li Xue, you will come of age on the sixth day of the ninth month!" Dongfang Heng's voice, full of hidden meaning, was not a question, but an affirmation.
“Yes!” Shen Lixue nodded, a hint of mockery in her eyes: “My mother has passed away, and I have to observe three years of mourning. After three years, I will be eighteen years old and an old maid. I’m afraid it will be very difficult for me to get married!”
Dongfang Heng's handsome face darkened again. In her heart, he was a heartless scoundrel who liked young women and abandoned his fiancée.
"Dongfang Heng, how is your injury?" Lin Yan had said that Dongfang Heng was seriously ill and would not live for more than three months. As time passed day by day, the three months were getting closer and closer, but Dongfang Heng did not make any move to see a doctor.
Dongfang Heng's expression darkened: "The same as always!"
"Is there really no cure?" Shen Lixue will not reach the age of marriage for another four months. Dongfang Heng only has two months left. He will die before she reaches the age of marriage.
Dongfang Heng remained silent, a sense of desolation gathering deep within his dark eyes. A soft sigh drifted away on the breeze, quickly dissipating into the world...
The beautiful woman outside the courtyard quietly hid in the shadows, her cold gaze peering through the latticed window at the two people lying on the soft couch. With the window and tree branches obscuring the view, she couldn't see what was happening inside, but the figures of the man and woman were intertwined, undoubtedly whispering sweet nothings to each other.
Her fair, delicate hands clenched into fists, and a chill flashed in her beautiful eyes. She was unwilling, unwilling!