“No!” Shen Zhonghua sat up in fright, covering his chest and looking pale.

When seeing the faint candlelight and the light veil gauze that danced lightly with the night wind, Shen Zhonghua seemed to be like a drowning man that finally caught the driftwood. His tense nerves relaxed instantly but his heart was still suffocating. As if all the water that had been pumped in was blocked in his chest. It couldn’t go up and couldn’t go down.

“Qiqi......” Shen Zhonghua looked down at his hands. In his dream or previous life, they were full of Shen Qi’s blood.

The blood of Shen Qi dyed her wedding dress into a much more beautiful red. Shen Zhonghua wanted to stop the bleeding for her and pressed down on the sword wound on Shen Qi’s throat, but the blood wouldn’t stop. Just like a glance at the creek water babbling and flowing from the narrow slit of his fingers.

Now, Shen Zhonghua’s hands were clean without those dazzling red that made him faint but they were wet with sweat.

“Shen Qi......” Shen Zhonghua breathed and then he trembled. When he climbed down the bed, he walked then stumbled and then bumped: “Call her over...... Call her to come over......”

“Yes.” Leng Xing responded but before going far, he heard Shen Zhonghua’s command again: “No...... no...... this prince will go...... This prince will look for her......”

That night, Leng Xing asked Liu Yue if something happened while strolling the lantern market. It seemed like wangye was a bit off.

Shen Zhonghua put on his outer robe, taking advantage of the dim light of the night, his footsteps continued to go to Fanghua Garden. Inside the courtyard was extremely quiet. Regardless of whether Shen Qi, Lian Xiang, or Ling Jiao had already fallen asleep, Shen Zhonghua came in a hurry and yet he was afraid to quarrel with Shen Qi. When he came, he instructed them to not pass.

Shen Zhonghua stopped at the door. Leng Xing hid in the shadow looking at Shen Zhonghua who hesitated at the door for a while. He finally reached out his hands and gently pushed open the carved wooden door in front of him.

Shen Zhonghua was careful at every step, afraid to wake her up, but his breathing and heartbeat couldn’t be controlled. They became even heavier in the quiet night.

He gently pushed aside the beaded curtains and again pushed aside the veil gauze. Shen Zhonghua saw Shen Qi wrapped herself in the quilt, shrunk into a small ball, and slept like a baby. Her sleeping small face was calm, but her brows were slightly knitted. When looking under the faint candlelight, Shen Qi’s complexion was paler than daytimes.

“Still need to be well supplemented......” Shen Zhonghua thought about it: “Swallow’s Nest, Reishi Mushroom, Laoshan Ginseng all arranged and waited to let her drink soup......”

Shen Zhonghua’s hand slowly caressed Shen Qi’s small face. The feeling was real soft and warm. Thinking of the nightmare just now, Shen Zhonghua’s hand trembled again. He thought of Shen Qi’s small cold face above the mountain cliff and her warm blood that became a little colder in his hands......

“Wangye?” When Shen Zhonghua fell into memory, Shen Qi’s voice came cold and clear.

“......did I wake you?” Shen Zhonghua saw the killing intent in Shen Qi’s eyes were replaced by doubt, but only for a short moment. After a short moment, Shen Qi climbed down from the bed to pay respect to him.

Shen Qi woke up early. She had been training as an assassin with Shen Zhonghua since she was young. When he entered the courtyard earlier, Shen Qi had already woken up. She didn’t move. She just wanted to see who it was and what to do.

When paying respect to Shen Zhonghua, Shen Qi no longer needed to trace and put the dagger she held firmly in her hand just now into her sleeve but forgot to wear shoes.

“No need......” Shen Zhonghua naturally wouldn’t let Shen Qi kneel. He reached out to support her. The palm of his hand touched the mechanism where Shen Qi put the dagger in her sleeve. His brows were wrinkled.

Shen Zhonghua wanted to say to Shen Qi: “This prince just came to see you.”

But when he touched the dagger, Shen Zhonghua changed his mind.

Anyway, she was also awake. Shen Zhonghua suddenly held Shen Qi’s wrist and pulled her heading out. When pushing the door to go out, Shen Zhonghua remembered that Shen Qi wasn’t wearing shoes and simply picked her up.

“Wangye......?” Shen Qi was confused but because of her identity, she didn’t ask much. Just being taken away by Shen Zhonghua in this way, she was quite resistant. After all, he wasn’t as gentle in the previous life as he was now. Shen Zhonghua generally treated her like this in the previous life was mostly......

Threw her in bed, pushed her to the ground or pressed her on the table to vent his ferocious beastly desires.

Shen Qi saw Shen Zhonghua carrying her into the Linyuan Pavilion, saw Shen Zhonghua pushed aside a series of beaded curtains, and saw Shen Zhonghua hold her into his bath pool.

The bathing pool had long been filled with hot water. Smoke was swirling and it was fragranced with petals.

With a “Splash!” sound, Shen Zhonghua dressed in clothes stepped directly into the bathing pool.

Did he want her to serve him bathing? Shen Qi thought to herself. When he came, his body was slightly moist. Was he sweating during his sleep?

Shen Zhonghua stopped in the water of the bathing pool. The hot water moistened his lapels, exposing the tight outline of his chest. Shen Zhonghua gently placed Shen Qi on the edge of the bathing pool. Shen Qi turned her head to find a white towel, thinking about scrubbing Shen Zhonghua’s back.

However, Shen Zhonghua grabbed Shen Qi’s little hands, pulled her closer to him, and bent down his waist. Shen Zhonghua put Shen Qi’s hands into the hot water filled with fresh flowers. He cupped some water and poured it on her little hands......

Shen Qi was all the more not understanding what Shen Zhonghua was doing. But she saw him actually lower his head, held her little hands, and washed them.

tenderflower: because she said that they were covered with blood in the dream so he cleaned them?