The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 551 - 459: Really Falling for Him, His Highness’s Unreasonable Demand

Chapter 551: Chapter 459: Really Falling for Him, His Highness’s Unreasonable Demand

Shen Chuwei was utterly confused and didn’t catch the last sentence.

"Looking for his sister? Did his sister go missing?"

Concubine Xu nodded, "He said that she has been missing for many years, and he has been searching for her all this time."

Shen Chuwei thought about modern-day human traffickers. In ancient times there were also traffickers, especially for little girls, as they could fetch a good price. Most would be sold into brothels.

"If she was abducted by traffickers, the consequences are unthinkable."

Concubine Xu, without realizing how sympathetic she had become, felt a pang in her heart for Jun Wuxian’s sister upon hearing she might have encountered traffickers.

"Perhaps she got lost and was taken in by a kind-hearted family, that’s also a possibility."

Shen Chuwei nodded in agreement, "You’re right, we should always hope for the best."

Concubine Xu sighed, suddenly remembering that Xiao Jinyan was about to lead troops into battle, "Crown Princess, when does His Highness leave the palace?"

"In three days," Shen Chuwei said as she rested her chin on her hands, "Another long-distance relationship is about to begin."

Concubine Xu, curious about the fresh term, pressed on: "What is a long-distance relationship?"

Shen Chuwei explained: "It refers to when a boyfriend and girlfriend, or a husband and wife, are forced to live apart. Both cases are considered long-distance relationships."

"Oh, then I’m not in a long-distance relationship." Concubine Xu thought of Jun Wuxian, they were not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, so it wasn’t a long-distance relationship. What kind of relationship was it then?

After all, Concubine Xu had read many stories, and during the past six months, she found that she seemed to have developed feelings for Jun Wuxian.

It was just as described in the storybooks—liking someone means you think of them incessantly.

After chatting for a while, Concubine Xu went to play with Susu.

Shen Chuwei continued to pack supplies, taking everything that might be useful to Xiao Jinyan. However, some items had a shelf life; once taken out of the storage space, they would easily spoil.

There was also the Spiritual Spring Water, which would lose its effects if it stayed out too long.

As Shen Chuwei worried over this, Xiao Jinyan returned from outside and saw a pile of bundles on the floor.

"What’s this?"

"I am preparing supplies for Your Highness, it’s just too bad we don’t have trucks here," Shen Chuwei thought, wishing she could have prepared a whole truckload.

Xiao Jinyan suddenly remembered how, two years ago during his last campaign, Shen Chuwei had sent supplies more than once. They were always practical and useful.

"You don’t need to worry about these things. What you should be concerned about is how to spend the next three days with me."

Shen Chuwei sat down on the couch, biting into a piece of Hibiscus Cake, "What is there to do? Three days will pass quickly."

Xiao Jinyan sat down beside her, poured himself some tea, set down the pot, and took a sip from his cup.

"Because it will be over quickly, we should cherish it more; we’ll be apart for quite some time."

Shen Chuwei giggled, "If Your Highness took me with you, we wouldn’t have to be apart."

"I am not taking you with me, don’t even think about it."

Although Xiao Jinyan refused coldly on the surface, he also wished to have Little Nine by his side. That way, being away from the palace, he wouldn’t have to endure the agony of separation.

But war is brutal and bloody, and the military camp is too inferior to the Imperial Palace. Going there would only bring suffering.

He would rather bear the suffering of missing her than have her go through hardships.

Shen Chuwei nibbled on the pastries in her hand, suddenly curious as she leaned in closer to Xiao Jinyan, "Your Highness, I’ve heard that there are camp followers in the Military Camp, is it true?"

Xiao Jinyan’s brows furrowed, "Who told you that?"

Shen Chuwei said: "Why so fierce, Your Highness? I’m not a child, just curious is all."

Xiao Jinyan: "That’s not something you need to be curious about."

Shen Chuwei kept inquiring: "So, are there or aren’t there?"

"..." Xiao Jinyan: "Yes, there are."

"So there really are." Shen Chuwei bit into a pastry and swept her gaze over Xiao Jinyan a few times.

Sensing Shen Chuwei’s probing eyes, Xiao Jinyan huffed, "I won’t be going."

Shen Chuwei giggled and casually flattered him, "It’s rare to find someone as pure and upright as Your Highness in this world."

Xiao Jinyan: "..."

"What about it then?"

Shen Chuwei spoke earnestly, "Naturally, I treasure Your Highness as one would a national treasure."

Xiao Jinyan: "...A national treasure?"

Shen Chuwei explained very seriously, "Not just anyone can be compared to a national treasure. You are exceptional."

Xiao Jinyan: "..."

After finishing the last bite of her pastry, Shen Chuwei sighed, "I’d love to see the vast desert and the round sun setting over the long river."

"..." Xiao Jinyan: "Come here."

Shen Chuwei glanced at Xiao Jinyan a few times, then put on her shoes and walked over to him, looking up at him with a smiling face, "Has Your Highness changed his mind?"

Xiao Jinyan pulled her into his arms, a rare gesture for him, yet it felt completely natural.

"I don’t want to be apart from you either."

Shen Chuwei wrapped her arms around Xiao Jinyan’s neck with a smile in her eyes, "I knew Your Highness couldn’t bear to be without me. When I’m at the Camp, I can warm the bed for Your Highness and make you delicious food."

Xiao Jinyan looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Are you sure you’re warming the bed for me?"

Uh!

Well, every winter it was Xiao Jinyan who warmed the bed for her, he was like a big furnace.

Shen Chuwei smiled, "This warm bed and that warm bed."

Xiao Jinyan immediately caught the implication in her words. Outside the palace, separated by thousands of miles, apart from missing each other, one naturally yearns for that aspect as well.

"You’re speaking of things that are making me quite tempted," he said.

Shen Chuwei leaned in and kissed Xiao Jinyan’s lips, "Acts speak louder than thoughts."

Xiao Jinyan, somewhat dissatisfied with her fleeting touch, grasped the back of her head with his large hand and kissed her again, only releasing her slightly after he had his fill.

"But I still don’t want you to suffer by following me."

Shen Chuwei hung her head; no matter what she said, Xiao Jinyan remained unmoved!

Xiao Jinyan’s slender fingers lifted her chin, "I’ll give you three days to paint another portrait for me."

Shen Chuwei asked, "What kind of painting would Your Highness like?"

Xiao Jinyan whispered in her ear, suggestively, "...A portrait of you, clad only in your undergarments."

Shen Chuwei! "..." She hadn’t noticed before—Xiao Jinyan actually had such a peculiar taste~

"Does Your Highness plan to carry it with him?"

Xiao Jinyan countered, "What else?"

Shen Chuwei thought about it, and it made sense. There was no need to paint it if he wasn’t going to carry it with him.

"Since Your Highness requests it, this concubine will try her best."

Xiao Jinyan revealed a faint smile that was not easy to detect; he tightened his arms, holding the person in them close.

Sketching a portrait took the most time, especially a realistic one.

Shen Chuwei wasn’t sure she could finish it in three days; she could only try her best to paint it.

Shen Chuwei, holding her drawing board, sat for two hours at a time, continued drawing after supper.

And in front of her was a mirror, as she looked at herself while she drew.

After Xiao Jinyan had bathed, he saw she was still drawing and walked over.

Every time Little Nine drew, she was very serious and engrossed.

He approached from behind Shen Chuwei, his eyes lowering to gaze at the drawing board, he noticed there wasn’t just one person in the drawing but also his figure, and that posture... just a glance was enough to make one’s throat tighten.

Little Nine was actually drawing a couple...

"I hadn’t noticed before, Little Nine, you have such a talent."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chuwei looked up at Xiao Jinyan, whose gaze was fixed intently on the drawing board. The painting, still a work-in-progress, was clear enough to make out the overall form.

"I was just doodling," she said.

Xiao Jinyan chuckled lowly, "If this is what you call doodling, how much better would it be if you took it seriously?"

Shen Chuwei: "..."

Xiao Jinyan said, "Continue painting tomorrow; it’s time to rest now."

Shen Chuwei stretched lazily, put down the drawing board, and then let Xiao Jinyan lead her back to bed.

Tonight, Xiao Jinyan still wasn’t planning to let Shen Chuwei go.

In the heat of passion, he said hoarsely, "I really want to take you with me."

Shen Chuwei could no longer speak, letting Xiao Jinyan hold her tight.

For three consecutive days, Shen Chuwei had to paint during the day and cherish every minute and every second with Xiao Jinyan at night.

Fortunately, the painting was finally finished on the third day.

Shen Chuwei looked at the two figures on the canvas, feeling her face turn red and her ears burn with just a few more glances, but compared to the real experience, it was already very, very subtle.

Right when she finished the painting, Xiao Jinyan happened to come back. Seeing the painting in her hands, he was momentarily stunned.

The realistic sketch looked so real, especially that posture and the actions he often took, it was enough to make one parched with a single glance.

"Little Nine, you’ve done an excellent job," he praised.

Shen Chuwei was also very pleased with her work; she had drawn Xiao Jinyan’s physique excellently. As for herself, clad in undergarments, only the slender waist that could hardly be grasped was visible.

The entwined legs, fair and straight.

Xiao Jinyan took the drawing from her hand, looked at it carefully for a moment, then rolled it up and stowed it away. This picture was his to see alone.

After he had put the painting away, Xiao Jinyan scooped her up and sat down beside the bed. Looking at her slightly flushed cheeks and her delicate lips, he realized it would be a long time before he saw her again.

"Tomorrow I must leave the palace to lead the troops. Do you have anything to say to me?"

Without even thinking, Shen Chuwei replied, "This concubine still hopes to accompany Your Highness."

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