The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 684 - 528: Shen Chuwei holds him tight, preferring to hurt himself rather than hurt her?

Chapter 684: Chapter 528: Shen Chuwei holds him tight, preferring to hurt himself rather than hurt her?

Lin Xian stared at Shen Chuwei for a good while, noticing her expectant expression and the tone she used to cajole children.

"Why do you want to follow me?"

Shen Chuwei sighed helplessly, "If you weren’t my husband, I wouldn’t have to follow you. The journey to Nanzhao Country is long and arduous, with inconvenient food and drink—where is it as comfortable as lying at home?"

Lin Xian actually found her words somewhat reasonable. She began caring for him because he resembled her husband, and she followed him because she believed that he was her husband.

"If you want to follow me, you must obey my words. Can you do that?"

Shen Chuwei let out a breath of relief, "I thought it would be some world-class problem. Just this?"

Lin Xian watched her, puzzled by words she used that he didn’t understand—what did a world-class problem mean?

"You are the Crown Prince after all and now my husband. If I don’t listen to you, who else can I listen to?"

Lin Xian countered, "Aren’t you afraid I will spoil things? Or perhaps, I will do something bad to you?"

Shen Chuwei’s answer was firm, "You won’t."

Lin Xian: "..."

Suddenly, Shen Chuwei leaned in, wrapped her arms around his neck, and asked mysteriously, "When do you plan to go to Nanzhao Country? Will you leave openly, or will you sneak away?"

Lin Xian immediately felt extremely hot. The summer clothes were thin, and he could clearly feel the soft touch on his arms, which left his mouth dry and prompted him to moisten his lips.

These days, Shen Chuwei always stayed here overnight, saying that the "masked man" would harm him, causing every night to be a torment for him.

The masked man hadn’t appeared. He didn’t know if it was because she was here or for some other reason.

He picked up the teacup and took a few sips to relieve the dryness before asking, "Why do you ask that?"

Shen Chuwei rested her chin on his shoulder, a gesture she often made before, so she didn’t see anything inappropriate about it.

"I sense that Ouyang Leyuan has designs on you—domineering and despotic. At first, she wanted to buy our Xuetuan with money, and I outright refused. When I didn’t sell, she tried to snatch it. I saw her attempt to steal our Xuetuan twice. If you leave, I’m afraid she won’t let you go easily."

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, "Are you jealous?"

Shen Chuwei answered seriously, "That’s not jealousy."

Lin Xian looked at her with a mocking smile, "Then what is it?"

"I’m just afraid of trouble. What do you think?" Shen Chuwei threw the question back at him, eager to hear what he had to say.

Lin Xian said, "Of course, we should leave openly. If she can’t bear to let me leave, obviously, she can’t resort to force."

Shen Chuwei nodded in agreement, "What you say makes sense." She then stared at him seriously, "But you can’t leave me behind and run away by yourself."

Lin Xian sipped his tea, glancing at Shen Chuwei who was close at hand, "I’m starting to suspect that this is how your husband got entangled by you and then, unable to shake you off, he married you."

Shen Chuwei snorted, "That’s not the case."

Lin Xian pressed on, "Was it your husband who took the initiative to marry you?"

Shen Chuwei thought about his lack of memories and then succinctly explained her original intentions.

She shrugged her shoulders, "I was just trying to get a free ride on food and drink. Becoming the Crown Princess was purely accidental."

It could also be considered an unexpected delight.

Lin Xian regarded Shen Chuwei thoughtfully. It wasn’t that he doubted the truth in her words, but he found it somewhat unbelievable.

A concubine who wasn’t favored, confined to a secluded yard, and yet she managed to turn her fate around to be dearly cherished?

Others overturned their fate by resorting to schemes.

That night, like usual, Shen Chuwei came to Xiao Jinyan’s guest room. Just as she entered, she heard the sounds of a fight. Thinking it might be the masked man, she hurried in and saw three people fighting inside the room.

One of them was the masked man.

Even someone who didn’t understand fighting techniques like her could tell that Xiao Jinyan and Qin Xiao were at a disadvantage—the masked man’s kung fu was superior.

Xiao Jinyan’s leg had only just recovered a short while ago. How could it withstand such fierce combat?

Holding the medicine box and about to rush over, she considered her own strength. She was far from being the masked man’s match. She grabbed some medicinal powder from her Space and dashed forward.

As she charged, she saw the masked man’s palm strike towards Xiao Jinyan’s chest. The wound on his chest had only just healed; how could it bear the force of the masked man’s violent palm strike?

Without time to think, she flung herself at Xiao Jinyan, wrapping her arms around him in an attempt to dodge the masked man’s strike, while simultaneously scattering the powder in her hand toward the masked man.

All of this took place in the blink of an eye.