After attacking the blackened male second, she won by lying down

Chapter 118

Shen Zhiyuan called Zheng Xuanhe several times in a row, and the latter gradually came back to his senses.

I saw Zheng Xuanhe turned his head to look at him belatedly, his eyes were full of emptiness and indifference, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Shen Zhiyuan was frightened by her eyes.

In the past, even if Zheng Xuanhe didn't like him, she could still see emotions in the eyes she looked at him, but now she didn't even have any strange emotions in the eyes she looked at him...

Shen Zhiyuan suddenly recalled that when he was in the empress dowager's palace just now, the empress dowager urged her to give him a child. If it were Zheng Xuanhe's usual temperament, he would definitely be furious on the spot, but just now he heard her say hello meekly .

With mixed feelings, Shen Zhiyuan followed Zheng Xuanhe to her room.

When he reached the door, Shen Zhiyuan stopped pushing the wheelchair.

He froze for a moment, watched Zheng Xuanhe's lips move, hesitated for a while, and finally Shen Zhiyuan mustered up the courage to say: "Your Highness, rest earlier."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the wheelchair away on his own.

But before he went far, Zheng Xuanhe's familiar voice came from behind: "Shen Zhiyuan."

She called his name softly.

After a pause, she said again: "You can rest in my room tonight."

Zheng Xuanhe's voice was cool, different from the usual harshness, she looked extraordinarily docile and gentle tonight, like the faint moonlight outside the window.

Although Shen Zhiyuan was amazed by her change, he was also worried that she would do something stupid, so when Zheng Xuanhe asked him to stay here, he did not resist, but responded softly.

The moonlight refracted in through the window and shone on the two people sitting together on the bed in pajamas.

Since getting married, Shen Zhiyuan has hardly been in Zheng Xuanhe's room again.

This is the first time since the wedding night.

The two sat on the edge of the bed and were silent for a long time before Shen Zhiyuan broke the oppressive silence: "Princess, if you don't like it, don't force yourself."

Rather than seeing her bitter and bitter look, Shen Zhiyuan wanted her to live according to her own temperament.

"Like it?" Zheng Xuanhe couldn't help chuckling when he heard this.

How does she have the right to choose whether she likes it or not?
From the moment Qin Nu died, the real Zheng Xuanhe had already died, and now he was just an empty shell wandering in this world.

Shen Zhiyuan saw the bitterness behind Zheng Xuanhe's smile, he knew that Zheng Xuanhe's heart was extremely miserable, and he also knew the pain hidden in her heart.

But the more this happened, the more Shen Zhiyuan was reluctant to let her go through those sorrows alone.

The cold moonlight outside the window shone in, making Zheng Xuanhe's side face extraordinarily beautiful.

A burst of courage suddenly arose in Shen Zhiyuan's heart, he took the initiative to hug her, and wrapped her in his arms, his voice was extremely pious: "If the princess is unhappy, you can treat me as a plaything."

After saying that, Shen Zhiyuan suddenly raised his slender knuckles and took out the wooden hairpin tied in Zheng Xuanhe's hair. The next second, Zheng Xuanhe's black hair fell down like a waterfall.

Shen Zhiyuan stared at her for a long time, accompanied by the moonlight, Shen Zhiyuan met her eyes.

After a long time, he kissed her on the lips with red eyes.

Shen Zhiyuan did not dare to go more than half an inch, and every movement was extremely gentle. He was afraid of accidentally hurting her.

If it were normal, Shen Zhiyuan would not be so indulgent, and Zheng Xuanhe would not be so indulgent.

But tonight, it's not just because of the beautiful moonlight, but also because of other reasons. In short, although Zheng Xuanhe is extremely reluctant to admit it, she knows that she is indeed willing to be dragged down by him tonight to perish together...

(End of this chapter)