Her already pale face was always bloodless, and she disliked getting close to people.
That wasn't the worst part. What puzzled Luo Zijing even more was that every time she looked at him, her eyes were filled with intense disgust. This made Luo Zijing extremely sad and upset at the time, and she had no idea what she had done wrong.
Several times, he wanted to go over to her and talk to her, or even just stand next to her, but every time he tried to get closer, her disgusted and cold gaze would shoot at him, preventing him from getting any closer.
However, since she fell seriously ill and went into a coma some time ago, and then woke up, everything seems to have changed.
She was willing to be close to him, willing to talk to him, and even like now, she could let him hold her, rest her head on his lap, and sleep quietly in his arms.
Despite being a princess of noble birth, and despite being destined to be surrounded by handsome men in the future, at least for this moment, she belongs to him, completely to him.
He lowered his head and slowly approached the woman in his arms. Looking at her crystal-clear face and her thick, curled eyelashes, he suddenly had an urge to kiss her.
Thump-thump, that was the sound of his heart pounding rapidly in his chest, each beat like a drumbeat. His blood began to circulate quickly throughout his body, rushing straight to his head, making him feel hot and bothered. Two blushes once again inadvertently rose on his fair face.
A strand of silver hair fell from her chest and brushed against Ye Xiaowei's face. Ye Xiaowei frowned, let out a soft hum, and snuggled closer to him like a kitten.
Luo Zijing was startled, thinking she had woken her up. Her heart pounded faster and her face turned redder, but she dared not make any further movements. She simply lowered her head, bent over, and sat there like a statue.
What should I do? What should I do? What if she wakes up? What if she blames him? What if she hates him again and doesn't want to be close to him, like before?
Just as Luo Zijin was in a panic, not knowing what to do, her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and her dark eyes stared undisguisedly at the devilish face so close to hers.
His bright eyes were filled with panic, tension, and a hint of fear. His thin, pink lips parted slightly, and he looked somewhat surprised and embarrassed.
Seemingly not expecting her to wake up, a flash of panic crossed his eyes. To hide his embarrassment and guilt, he hurriedly looked away.
"Um, I...uh..."
He was about to explain something when, before he could finish speaking, Ye Xiaowei hooked her neck around his neck and pulled him down, her pink lips firmly captured in her mouth.
Canjin's eyes widened in disbelief. His already flushed face turned even redder, and the roots of his ears were burning red.
Ye Xiaowei raised her eyes provocatively, looking at the pretty girl in front of her who was flustered and blushing with a mocking expression.
The smooth tongue playfully licked the lips before reluctantly letting go.
Luo Zijing was caught off guard by Ye Xiaowei's sudden kiss. When Ye Xiaowei released him, he quickly looked up, embarrassed and shy. Not only his cheeks were red, but his ears were red, and his face and neck were also red.
Seeing Luo Zijin's embarrassed appearance, Ye Xiaowei couldn't help but feel even happier.
"You weren't this shy when you were being intimate with me in front of everyone, so what's wrong with you now?"
After taking a few deep breaths, Luo Zijing finally managed to calm her wildly beating heart.
He immediately turned around and glared at Ye Xiaowei, who was still lying in his arms, smiling in a particularly irritating way.
"How can this be the same? Before, I was just playing along, knowing it was fake. But just now... just now it wasn't like that, so... so..."
As Luo Zijin spoke, her eyes flickered again, and her face flushed red once more.
You wouldn't believe this devil! He seems so outgoing, but he's actually a repressed pervert!
Ye Xiaowei was determined to tease him, so she naturally wouldn't let him off so easily.
"That was consensual, and things got really heated, so you got shy?"
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☆、019 Beautiful Scenery and Handsome Men
Upon hearing this, Luo Zijing's ears, which had just returned to normal, turned red again.
Her bright golden eyes glared at Ye Xiaowei, and she said angrily, "You..."
Ye Xiaowei laughed without any regard for her image and rolled around in his arms!
She's incredibly beautiful, yet so innocent-minded—so adorable!
Luo Zijing was furious, but he dared not act too recklessly because of Ye Xiaowei's status. All he could do was glare at her with those golden eyes, which made him appear even more angry and aggrieved.
Ye Xiaowei laughed until her stomach hurt, but she still couldn't stop laughing.
Luo Zijing blushed and opened her mouth several times, but couldn't utter a single word.
Sunlight filtered through the willow branches, dappling the two figures like starlight. In the clear blue lake not far away, many koi carp seemed to be playing.
The green aquatic plants were thus disturbed, swaying from side to side and creating ripples.
In the center of the lake grows a lotus, its round, emerald-green leaves resembling silver plates.
A tiny, crystalline glint shimmered in the center of the round leaf—a drop of dew, gently swaying and rolling within it.
The white lotus, blooming beautifully in the morning sun, is pure and flawless, truly a symbol of elegance and nobility.
With such a beautiful view before her and nestled in the arms of a handsome man, honestly, anyone would be captivated and enjoy such a life.
But even as a member of the royal family, there are always some ill-intentioned people who don't want you to live comfortably. If it weren't for the memories of her past life, burning in her heart like a branding iron every day, making it impossible for her to forget.
Perhaps she didn't want to scheme against others or meticulously plan how to cultivate her own power and become stronger.
Luo Zijing, who was initially furious and wanted nothing more than to throw the laughing Ye Xiaowei into the pond, suddenly turned serious and looked back warily.
He suddenly transformed from an incredibly alluring nine-tailed fox demon into a cheetah with its fur standing on end, causing Ye Xiaowei to stop laughing and involuntarily follow his gaze.
Beside a weeping willow tree not far away stood a handsome man. He wore a purple robe with silver trim on the cuffs, and his black hair was held in place by a single white jade hairpin. His face was like jade, his eyes like bright stars, his nose was high and straight, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. No matter how you looked at him, he was a stunningly handsome man.
If it weren't for the fact that in her past life he killed her son in front of her and forced her to jump off the attic, she really couldn't help but like a man like him.
But now, she is no longer the person she was in her previous life, and she has long seen through Li Muyan's mask of pretense. Now, every time she sees that hypocritical face, she wants to rush over and tear it apart, and even more so, she wants to tear him to pieces to comfort the spirit of her deceased child in heaven.
In her eyes as she looked at Li Muyan, a trace of hatred and disgust flashed without reservation; her cold gaze, like a sharp sword, pierced Li Muyan.
In contrast, Li Muyan stared at Ye Xiaowei with a pair of compassionate eyes, his gaze filled with indescribable sorrow and pain…
What exactly happened?
Ye Xiaowei saw that Li Muyan did not move away from Luo Zijin, but instead raised her eyebrows and glanced at Luo Zijin sideways.
A faint smile played on her lips, but her eyes held a mocking glint.
"Why did Brother Muyan suddenly appear in my East Palace Garden? He didn't even inform me beforehand, so I could send someone to pick him up!"
Don't be fooled by these words; they sound like she's concerned about Li Muyan, but secretly she's angry that he came uninvited.
Li Muyan shifted his gaze from Ye Xiaowei to Luo Zijin beside her. Luo Zijin awkwardly tried to look away, but Ye Xiaowei calmly grasped his hand, soothing his flustered and frightened heart.
Although Ye Xiaowei's action wasn't very obvious, Li Muyan was standing quite close, and it was broad daylight, so he could see it clearly.
After Ye Xiaowei made this move, Luo Zijin, who was originally nervous and flustered, calmed down and sat down next to Ye Xiaowei with peace of mind, still holding her and letting her lean against her chest.
The combination of the snow-white long gown and the floral long gown created a unique and charming effect.
This action undoubtedly provoked Li Muyan even more, making him furious.
Li Muyan clenched his fist, which prevented him from rushing over directly.
But his expression wasn't good, and his tone wasn't friendly either.
"Your Highness is the Crown Princess of the Eastern Palace, the future Empress. I hope Your Highness will always remember your status and position, and refrain from making any outrageous moves that would make you a laughingstock among the people!"
Although Li Muyan's face showed anger when he said this, before he took off his hypocritical mask, he had always been a gentle and refined young master. Moreover, as the son of the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, he was naturally no different from ordinary, uncouth country bumpkins.
Every word and action was carefully considered and deliberated, always maintaining his image as a refined and elegant young nobleman.
But every word he said revealed his dissatisfaction.
Seeing Li Muyan lecturing her so sanctimoniously, Ye Xiao didn't get angry. She leaned against Luo Zijin's leg and stared at Li Muyan with a slight smile.
"Oh? What have I done that has made me a laughingstock among the people of the world?"
Li Muyan was even more furious that Ye Xiaowei was still being so quick to argue. He gritted his teeth and kept his hands tightly clenched to keep himself calm and not lose his composure.
Li Muyan's angry eyes swept over Luo Zijing. If looks could kill, Luo Zijing would probably have died from Li Muyan's gaze at least ten times over.
"Previously, he ordered men to recruit male prostitutes from brothels into the palace, where they indulged in nightly revelry, creating a scene of extravagance and bustling activity within the Eastern Palace. This has been the talk of the capital for some time now. If it weren't for Consort Li intervening, would His Majesty have let His Highness off so easily? Now, the matter has only just passed, yet His Highness shows no remorse and continues in such a depraved manner. It's truly... truly utterly shameless!" Consort Li intervening? Truly a good dog raised by Consort Li!
"presumptuous!"
Ye Xiaowei whispered:
"Putting those things aside, considering my filial piety, the Empress has already forgiven me. Now, as the son of the Grand Tutor, what right do you have to lecture me here? Besides, Zijing was personally chosen by the Empress and bestowed upon me as her servant. I am intimate with my servant in my own garden. Does that bother anyone? I have not stolen or robbed, nor have I left the palace to seek pleasure with others. Is that considered a lack of self-respect?"
He then let out a cold laugh and glanced at Li Muyan:
"If you think that I am too promiscuous to be your life partner, you may complain to the Empress Dowager and ask her to find you another suitable spouse!"
Li Muyan's face turned extremely ugly as he stared at Ye Xiaowei in disbelief.
Ye Xiaowei curled her lips into a half-smile, and continued in a tentative tone:
"The Third Princess seems to have a good impression of you, and I often see the two of you together. If you are mutually attracted, and you are shy, I can inform the Empress Dowager on your behalf. What do you think?"
Li Muyan's face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth, and finally, with a furious flick of his sleeve, he turned and left.
☆、020 Always by your side
Watching the purple figure leave, Ye Xiaowei didn't feel particularly happy, but she felt that the anger that had been building up in her chest seemed to have dissipated a bit.
In her past life, she loved him dearly and always put his needs first. If he said east, she would never dare to go west. In her past life, she was arguably the best wife in the world.
However, he not only failed to cherish such a good person, but also had an affair with her sister, secretly plotting and scheming until he drove her to her death!
With such vivid memories of her past life, she naturally wouldn't give him a friendly look! What use is a man who framed her and even killed his own child?
But, for some reason, I still feel a pang of reluctance. It's as if the love from a past life has lingered in this one. The deeper the love, the deeper the hate...
But now, she clearly understands that all she feels for Li Muyan, this cold-blooded, ruthless, despicable, and shameless scoundrel, is nothing but hatred!
"Your Highness, why do you speak of Young Master Li like that? He is the future emperor chosen by the Emperor for you, the future master of the Eastern Palace. Aren't you hurting him by saying such things?"