Chapter 37 Conflict and Entanglement

Returning to the Moon Hall, Shen Sirong hurried back to the bedroom, and did not find that the palace people looked different. He stopped the freehand and others outside and went in alone.

Shen Sirong wrapped the things in his handkerchief and put them in his dressing box. When he turned around, he saw a white figure lying with his back to her **.

She was shocked, but fortunately he didn't see it.

Xiao Yuanqi didn't know what was wrong with him. In the past ten days, there was always a voice pulling him here. Several times, he walked to the door of the Lanyue Hall but did not come in.

For the past ten days, Xiao Yuanqi has been resting in the late spring, but looking at Ruolan, he is obviously a beautiful and delicate face, but he is not interested at all. He is not a lustful person, but this has never happened since he understood the rescue of men and women. Xiao Yuanqi knew that the unevenness was at work, so he was so angry that he wanted to come to the Moon Hall today.

Listening to the movement at the door, Xiao Yuanqi turned over the bed and turned his back to the door. This move was very naive. In the eyes of everyone, who would have thought that the high-ranking prince would do such a move?

Seeing that she entered the hall and didn't seem to find herself in the room at all, Xiao Yuanqi wanted to turn his head and put up with it. It was not until he felt the person behind him fixed his figure that he pretended to turn around inadvertently.

"Why did you come?" As soon as Shen Sirong opened his mouth, he had a little momentum.

She inadvertently saved her respect. Xiao Yuanqi frowned unhappily, the corners of her often raised mouth flattened, and her whole handsome face sank coldly.

"Well, Your Highness is coming, do you still need your approval?" Two sentences turned the trace of expectation in Xiao Yuanqi's heart into anger.

"I dare not."

Xiao Yuanqi, who came back, did not look well. At present, he was even cyan. Shen Sirong's worry flashed. Yes, how can Ye Ye Shengge have a good rest?

"What do you mean by cold humming?" Shen Sirong's coldness was captured by Xiao Yuanqi.

I don't know why Xiao Yuanqi's emotions will be out of his control every time he sees her, and his proud indifferent life will disperse. Her joy and anger were aroused by her at will, as if it had been like this since the first meeting.

"Speak." The more Xiao Yuanqi thought about it, the more anxious he became. He came forward and grabbed Shen Sirong's chin. Shen Sirong could obviously feel that Xiao Yuanqi's bone joints were grinding his jaw, and a touch of pain overflowed from Shen Sirong's lips.

Shen Sirong turned away and no longer looked at him.

"Don't talk, okay, then never talk." Her silence forced Xiao Yuanqi to be angry. He firmly stabilized the corners of her lips. The four soft lips were close together, but there was no warmth to be touched. She only felt that the lips were close to the hard teeth. She put her hand on his shoulder, pushed her elbows, and retreated back.

Xiao Yuanqi was hit in the chest, but did not let go of her. Instead, he bit Shen Sirong's lips one step closer and gnawed hard to make blood ooze from his red lips.

Shen Sirong had a pain in his mouth, so he simply stopped resisting and closed his eyes and let him bite on his lips.

His lips toswirling on Shen Sirong's lips until a few salty tears dripped into the blood.

Xiao Yuanqi restored Qingming in her mind and let go of Shen Sirong, who was already struggling. She closed her eyes tightly, and her eyes kept overflowing.

"You... cried..." Xiao Yuanqi saw the pain on her face, and then looked at the mess on her face, the blood spots on the corners of her lips, the red scars on her chin, and the blue and purple dark color under her ears due to excessive force.

Xiao Yuanqi's chest was suffocating, and his anger easily dissipated. He stretched out his hand and passed under Shen Sirong's eyes and gently hugged her: "I... shouldn't hurt you."

As soon as this sentence was said, Shen Sirong's dry eyes became wet again.

Recently, the grievances were dissolved, and those grievances were all cried out. Xiao Yuanqi never coaxed the woman. Now seeing Shen Sirong's out-of-control appearance, he tightened his arms at a loss.

"Sirong?"

The person leaning on his body breathed smoothly. Xiao Yuanqi patted her shoulder blade and shouted, but did not see her respond.

With a pull away, Shen Sirong has fallen asleep. Xiao Yuanqi shook his head helplessly and took her to ** to cover the bedding before leaving the hall.

At the end of the sound of closing the door, Shen Sirong slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear, breaking the appearance of a person who had not just woken up.

She pretended to sleep not because she was afraid that Xiao Yuanqi would continue to embarrass her, but that she could not control her suppressed mood. After being beaten, he still can't be so cruel. He has always been arrogant as a lonely person, but he didn't expect that once he was moved, there would be no room for maneuver.

I was angry just now, because I saw Xiao Yuanqi's haggard look and had a lot of associations in my heart. Then he burst into tears because his heart was sore and uncontrollable.

Close your eyes again, and Shen Sirong's mind is distracted...

The wind direction in the palace has been changing. For days, although Xiao Yuanqi still spent the night in the late spring, he always came to Shen Sirong to sit for a moment. The palace people who were estranged from the Moon Hall before saw the wind back.

"Madam, it's time for dinner." Han Xiang came to call Shen Sirong to the front hall. But I didn't expect to see the wet nurse come in happily as soon as I sat at the table.

"His Royal Highness came to the Moon Hall." The wet nurse helped the maid arrange the table and ordered people to add an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"What if he comes?"

The wet nurse really couldn't talk to Xiao Yuanqi a few days ago, but today it's abnormal. Shen Sirong guessed that she still wanted to seek favor, so she picked up the bowl and ate it disapprovingly.

When Xiao Yuanqi entered the hall, Shen Sirong had just filled a bowl of Angelica chicken soup. Shen Sirong scooped up a spoonful and blew it gently. Opening his lips, Shen Sirong sent it to his mouth. Before he could touch his lips, he was taken away by Xiao Yuanqi with a bowl.

"The soup here is better than that in the palace." Xiao Yuanqi said, but he knelt down in a hurry: "Your Highness, forgive me." Shen Sirong knew that his freehandwriting was afraid that Xiao Yuanqi's words had other meanings.

Xiao Yuanqi basically ignored freehandwriting. Shen Sirong saw that he was eating with great interest, so he simply got off the table. As soon as Shen Sirong went out, Xiao Yuanqi dropped the dishes on the table. The reason in my mind faded away, and my eyes were sharp. Good Shen Sirong, these days are just because of a little guilt that she treats her leniently. She still puts on airs and hangs her face. Don't drink a toast. In this case, let's survive like this.