Chapter 209
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"Mo Wushang, don't you hate me? Since you hate me, why are you pestering me? I've already entered the palace. I just want to be the Emperor's woman wholeheartedly. I don't want to think about anything else. The former Empress died because of you. Do you want me to repeat the same mistake and end up like the former Empress? "
Shen Yueji said a lot.
In the end, she didn't even know what she was talking about.
She twitched her lips and laughed self-deprecatingly. "The high and mighty Prince Regent actually knelt down to me. What kind of reputation would I have if word got out? Do you really think that I'll be happy if you do this? "
Seeing that the man was still kneeling there, neither expressing his stance nor leaving.
She lifted the brocade quilt and buried her head again, ignoring him.
Let him kneel for as long as he wanted.
She was a woman who didn't know what was good for her. She didn't believe that he could continue kneeling after she fell asleep!
...
The sky was dusky.
A little light penetrated the darkness.
Perhaps it was because she was hiding something in her heart, Shen Yueji didn't wake up as usual this time.
The moment she woke up, she turned to look behind her.
She saw that the man was still kneeling straight, a pair of dark eyes falling on her body, not moving away at all.
The faint light shone on his handsome and cold face. Half of his face still had traces of being hit by her last night.
He —
Did he really kneel for the whole night?
At this moment, Shen Yueji couldn't tell what she was feeling.
If Mo Wushang had knelt for a while on a whim, then this night …
She slept for the whole night, and he knelt motionlessly for the whole night.
Thinking of this …
The flames and anger that had accumulated in her heart because of him, for some unknown reason, had suddenly and inexplicably dissipated.
She stared at the man for a long time. The moment her eyes met his, there seemed to be a glimmer of joy in his dark and gloomy eyes.
When she looked away, the man's eyes dimmed again.
She wasn't the kind of person who didn't know what was good for her. Mo Wushang had indeed gone overboard last night, but he also realized his mistake and knelt here for the whole night.
It was precisely because she knew his character and identity.
Shen Yueji moved her lips, lifted the quilt, and got down from the bed.
She walked up to him in two steps and was still one step away from him.
She looked into his eyes and seemed to be looking down on him.
"Why?"
The man was no longer silent this time. His sharp lips moved a few times, and a hoarse voice slowly flowed out from his lips. There was determination in his hoarse voice: "My feelings for you are real."
Looking at Shen Yueji's pretty little face, he spoke again, "It has never changed, and it wasn't on a whim."
"Then last night …"
Shen Yueji swallowed the rest of her words angrily.
"I'm jealous."
The man's four simple words made Shen Yueji pause.
Thinking back to last night when his gaze fell on her neck, it was dark and cold with a murderous glint.
From the moment he started taking liberties with her, his gaze never left her neck. His kiss was like a sharp blade, kissing and licking her neck over and over again.
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