CH 15

Shen Qi didn’t think Shen Zhonghua would let her go like this.

She washed herself, dressed in clothes, and went around to the back of the screen.

With Shen Zhonghua’s eyes closed, she thought he was resting and didn’t dare to disturb him. However, she didn’t know. Shen Zhonghua who was taking a nap slowly opened his eyes when he heard she stopped in front of him.

Shen Qi bent down, telling Shen Zhonghua calmly and respectfully: “Shen Qi has already handled herself cleanly.”

She used the word “handle” not like treating a person but comparing herself to something.

Shen Zhonghua’s brows wrinkled. He looked at Shen Qi who also happened to look up at him. Shen Zhonghua suddenly noticed that Shen Qi had changed. The lights in her eyes have disappeared.

He felt a pulling pain in his chest. Shen Zhonghua turned away, no longer looking at Shen Qi’s small face and that pair of strange yet also like a thing of the previous life eyes. His hand moved and waved, hinting Shen Qi to retreat.

“You......” Shen Qi took two steps and heard Shen Zhonghua say again: “Go back and rest.”

“Thanks, Wangye!” Shen Qi drooped her eyes and bowed to retreat: “Slave will retreat.”

Shen Qi closed the door and sensed Leng Xing’s presence. Her jade hand hidden in the wide sleeve turned. Shen Qi turned around like a gust of wind, pressing Leng Xing against the side of the wall while the dagger in her sleeve also reached Leng Xing’s throat.

“Why?” Shen Qi lowered her voice. Her tone was quite angry.

“Wangye was under the Spring Night Powder.” Leng Xing didn’t show any resistance, seemingly knew that Shen Qi wouldn’t really strike him and he said calmly: “He needed a woman.”

“Why me?” When asked this question, Shen Qi’s voice trembled. She managed to come back again but fell into the mud again.

Shen Qi suddenly remembered it. Shen Zhonghua did scold her for being dirty in the previous life and didn’t touch her as much as before. Presumably, that was his despising of her, thinking that she was dirty. Shen Qi suddenly felt that Shen Zhonghua was right. She was really dirty and her Shen Qi was soiled by him over and over.

In the previous life and this life.

“You’re different.” Leng Xing said and changed her title: “Miss Qi.”

“Don’t call me that.” Shen Qi let go of him and her voice was indifferent: “Let the one in Xi Courtyard hear it, they will ultimately make things difficult for me.”

“Now you don’t have any difficulty.” Leng Xing made a gamble and he was right: “Wangye fully knew he was under the Spring Night Powder but he refused to go to Xi Courtyard.”

“Wangye loves Miss Su and refused to go beyond that. To do things that are for a true husband and wife, she must be married first.” When she said this, Shen Qi’s heart was irresistibly painful. It was like one’s own hands tearing the wound that was once so hard to heal.

Yes, Shen Qi knew that was precisely what Shen Zhonghua thought so in the previous life. She just didn’t expect when he was burning with desire and couldn’t bear, she entered his room and destroyed his promise to Su Lianxue, ruined his lifetime of pure love for a beautiful couple.

“But Wangye was soaked in cold water and when he was unconscious, he called out a name......” Leng Xing’s gazes were deep looking at Shen Qi: “It’s you!”

“Absurd!” Shen Qi sneered and was more self-deprecating. She turned around and leave. She didn’t want Leng Xing to see the tears in her eyes. She couldn’t cry. As a person that died, what qualifications did she have to cry? What qualifications did she have to show her weak and pitiful side to others?

“Miss Qi.” Shen Qi who experienced first personnel was inevitably walking in a strange way. Leng Xing looked at Shen Qi and said to her: “Starting from today, you’re the only woman in Prince Xuan’s Palace.”

Shen Qi felt ridiculous and ignored him.