Shen Zhonghua had an order to not let Shen Qi get up early, but Shen Qi got used to getting up early and woke up at dawn. She was frightened by the nightmare with her whole body covered with cold sweat. After waking up, she could only gaze blankly to the top of the bed curtains and wait for a few shichen before getting up.

When Lian Xiang was arranging Shen Qi’s hair, she intentionally or unintentionally told Shen Qi: “Today when Wangye returned from the imperial court, the complexion wasn’t very good. One heard that there were many things broken in the study......”

Shen Qi wasn’t accustomed to being served by others. So generally, she bathed and dressed by herself. She was unlikely to do this kind of hair. After all, she was used to using a hairband to tie her hair into a simple bun or braid it.

Ling Jiao kindly reminded her: “When Miss goes over, be careful......”

Shen Qi “Hm” a sound. After she was dressed by Lian Xiang and Ling Jiao, she went to Shen Zhonghua’s Suyuan Pavilion to serve.

Shen Qi gently pushed the door open and stepped into Shen Zhonghua’s study lightly. She saw Shen Zhonghua propped his hand and stood in front of the document table. With the light on his back, Shen Qi couldn’t see the expression on Shen Zhonghua’s face, but she knew his face was cold and gloomy.

“Why not come over?” Shen Zhonghua raised his head to see Shen Qi and asked. Although his voice was indifferent, it didn’t seem like his cold temperament just now.

“You overturned the inkstone.” Shen Qi obeyed and softly said. In the past few days, Shen Qi came over to grind ink for Shen Zhonghua at this time.

“Come over!” Shen Zhonghua’s tone was rather unpleasant. He asked her to come, was it to just grind ink? Why did he need so much ink?

Shen Qi walked over and stopped in front of Shen Zhonghua. Shen Zhonghua looked at her. Her long black hair was arranged into a soft, beautiful baihe hairstyle and inserted a pair of small silver jasmine hairpins. Including her earrings and the bracelet among her wrist, they were a set.

In addition to Shen Qi’s expression, she was dressed like this which showed the appearance of a maiden that she’d never shown before. It was only now that it appeared to Shen Zhonghua. He had completely ignored her youth and beauty before.

Noticing the red marks on Shen Qi’s jade neck, Shen Zhonghua couldn’t help but reach out to touch it. Shen Qi’s small figure couldn’t see it and shrink back.

Shen Zhonghua’s pupils contracted slightly and his movement halted. Shen Qi’s drooping eyes blinked. She was a little scared.

He knew she was scared and realized she was avoiding him. Shen Zhonghua’s mood was complex. He was about to open his mouth, but Shen Qi was a step faster than him. She raised her hands and pulled apart her own lapels to either side in front of him.

“Qiqi......” Shen Qi’s eyes still drooped, expressing her obedience expressionlessly, but Shen Zhonghua’s heart was mixed with five flavors. Especially floating with sourness. His eyes flashed through a trace of a complex look. After that, he sighed and told her: “This prince just wants to take a look at your wound.”

“Thanks Wangye for your concern!” Shen Qi’s small face was still expressionless: “Shen Qi wasn’t hurt.”

How could there be no injury......

Even if he was careful and restrained, his eagerness and her astringent would inevitably hurt her. The red marks among Shen Qi’s neck and collarbone, the blue and purple on her chest were proof of his eagerness and rudeness.

Even though Shen Qi tried hard to restrain herself from shaking but when Shen Zhonghua’s hand stroked her, Shen Zhonghua could still feel her very petite body shaking. He knew she was scared.

“Qiqi......” Shen Zhonghua fit Shen Qi’s lapels back together and asked her an unexpected question which seemed completely irrelevant: “How much do you remember when you were a child?”

Before Shen Qi answered, Shen Zhonghua added: “Refers to the thing before you were trained as an assassin.”

“It’s not much.” Shen Qi answered truthfully: “Only vaguely remember that the family took care and called me Little Seven.”