Reborn Princess

At 11:00 p.m. in the palace, the only sound one could hear was the whistling sound of wind and snow passing through the corridors, and the lights on the corridors swaying in the strong wind.

It was a quiet night, but I could faintly hear hurried footsteps. "My queen, please slow down."

In the dark night, Lu Nong followed Shen Lilan with a green lamp.

Outside the garden pavilion, Zhou Cechen's personal guards were guarding the door.

When they saw the person coming, they blocked his way.

Shen Lilan raised his head, his dark eyes were bottomless and contained a bit of majesty.

Seeing this, the guards didn't know whether they should let the person in.

"Get out of the way." Shen Lilan's voice was gloomy.

The two guards looked at each other and made way. They did not dare to stop the person whom their prince held dear to his heart.

Shen Yanlan entered the Liyuan Pavilion, walked through a corridor, and saw that the light in the study was still on, so he walked straight over.

Yanci stood at the door.

In the study, Zhou Cechen stared at the calligraphy and painting on the table with a frown.

"Burning incense makes me drunk and carefree. As the mist rises, I think of the heaven and earth." This is her handwriting.

Zhou Cechen stared at the poem for a long time and suddenly heard a conversation coming from outside.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment. I will go and report to the prince."

Shen Xilan seemed not to hear the words and walked straight inside. The door of the study was opened and Zhou Cechen immediately took out a piece of rice paper and covered the calligraphy and painting.

He stood up and walked towards Shen Lilan and asked her, "Did something happen to you so late? Are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Yanlan took off the fox fur coat and handed it to Lunong, saying, "Go out and close the door."

"Yes."

Zhou Cechen was stunned for a moment when he saw Shen Xilan's appearance. It was the first time he saw her standing in front of him without caring about her clothes and with her long black hair loose.

Shen Xilan did not answer Zhou Cechen's words. She walked to the table and took the rice paper away.

Zhou Cechen's eyes were dark. He did not step forward to stop it, but his fingertips moved slightly.

Shen Xilan saw the calligraphy and painting. It was indeed this calligraphy and painting. Zhou Jingmo's movements were much faster than in his previous life.

Shen Lilan picked up the calligraphy and painting and curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery.

"Zhou Cechen" she called him.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?"

There was an eerie silence in the study, which was very depressing.

At this moment, a sour feeling welled up in Shen Xilan's nose. She tried her best to suppress it, but failed in the end. Instead, a feeling of powerlessness surged up.

Crystal clear tears slid down her red eyes, hung on her cheeks and finally dripped onto the ground.

The study was very quiet. Zhou Cechen pondered for a moment, thinking about how to start the conversation.

However, he heard a slight sobbing sound. Zhou Cechen was really panicked at this moment. He looked at Shen Lilan and found that she was crying.

"Lan'er, don't cry. I will never look at your calligraphy and paintings privately again. From now on I..." Zhou Cechen's voice was almost pleading.

Shen Xilan cried even harder. After hearing his words, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Until now, she still felt that she was angry because he had looked at the calligraphy and painting privately.

She was indeed sad that Zhou Cechen would rather ponder the calligraphy and paintings alone and worry about it, but was unwilling to ask her a question.

"Zhou Cechen, you don't believe me." Shen Lilan also looked at Zhou Cechen at this moment, and their eyes met.

Zhou Cechen looked at her red eyes from crying and he panicked.

"I believe in you. I believe in you. I have never stopped believing in you."

Shen Lilan shook her head and bit her red lips, which made them look even more beautiful.

Yanci and Lunong were guarding outside when they heard Shen Lilan sobbing from inside.

The two looked at each other, and Yanci wanted to ask Lu Nong what happened, but Lu Nong shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Shen Lilan ran out crying.

She was wearing thin white clothes. Zhou Cechen followed behind her, chasing after Shen Lilan.

Yanci and Lunong looked at each other again, and Lunong chased after him holding the fox fur.

Shen Lilan felt aggrieved. He didn't believe in himself and his words were not trustworthy.

In the corridor, Zhou Cechen grabbed Shen Xilan and brought her into his arms.

It was a snowy day and she was already feeling unwell, yet she was wearing such thin clothes.

Shen Xilan cried and pushed Zhou Cechen, trying to break free from her restraints as if she was throwing a tantrum.

However, the disparity in strength between men and women made Shen Lilan unable to break free.

"Zhou Cechen, let me go!" Shen Lilan pushed him away forcefully.

Seeing that Shen Xilan seemed to be risking his life, she stood in the wind in such cold weather to get some fresh air.

"Shen Xilan, what do you want to do?" Zhou Cechen said in a slightly deep voice.

"You yelled at me?" Shen Lilan looked at Zhou Cechen with red eyes.

Zhou Cechen frowned.

"I don't want you to care about me, let me go, you don't believe me, you... you don't believe me!" Shen Lilan started crying again.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red from crying, and the tip of her nose was also red. Her already loose black hair was slightly messed up by the wind, and a few strands of hair hung at the corners of her mouth, moving slightly with the breath blown out by Shen Xilan's speech.

Seeing this look, Zhou Cechen's throat tightened. He had never seen his Lan'er acting like this, throwing a tantrum and not caring about his image.

"I have never not believed you. I believe you." Zhou Cechen said.

Shen Lilan turned around sobbing. She knew that she must be in a very miserable state at this moment.

When Lu Nong came over, Shen Lilan had turned his back. She stood farther away, not knowing whether she should go over.

Zhou Cechen glanced at the person coming, he went over and took the fox fur that Lu Nong was holding, and wrapped Shen Xilan with the fox fur.

"Lan'er."

"I never disbelieved you. Stop crying, okay?"

Shen Xilan turned back while sobbing. Her eyes were misty, which made Zhou Cechen's heart tremble.

Zhou Cechen tried to hug Shen Lilan in his arms. This time, Shen Lilan did not resist. She was wrapped up and snuggled into Zhou Cechen's arms again.

Zhou Cechen's Adam's apple rolled.

He picked up Shen Xilan and prepared to go out and send her back to Xiaolanxuan.

When he picked up Shen Xilan, the collar of his shirt was tugged at, and Zhou Cechen lowered his eyes to look at her.

Being so close to him, Shen Lilan's black eyelashes trembled, her heart beating fast, and she said, "I won't go back."

Zhou Cechen was slightly stunned. She didn't quite understand what Shen Lilan meant.

"I want to sleep with you."

This sentence made Zhou Cechen freeze in place. After a moment, he said, "Okay."

Zhou Cechen carried Shen Lilan back to his master bedroom.

Zhou Cechen lived in his master bedroom when he set up his mansion at the age of sixteen, but the furnishings inside were extremely simple. The most common thing on the antique shelf at the entrance was books, of all kinds.

Shen Lilan was carried back to the bedroom by Zhou Cechen. His bedroom had a faint woody smell and the masculine scent emanating from Zhou Cechen.

She likes to smell it.

She came to this bedroom very rarely. After Zhou Cechen left in her previous life, Shen Lilan had never been to his bedroom.

Although someone cleaned the place every day, Shen Lilan didn't dare to go in. She was afraid of being hurt by the sight.

Shen Luanlan was placed on the bed by Zhou Cechen, who said to Lu Nong, "Bring some hot water."

"Yes."

After Lunong came in with water, Zhou Cechen soaked a handkerchief in the water, wrung it dry and used it to wipe Shen Lilan's face.