This Zhan Lue…
Xian Sheng was so exhausted that he could not even be angry. He said helplessly, “Let him in.”
Ru Yi immediately went to invite him in. After a while, she returned and reported, “The Crown Prince said that the Princess had chased him out… He wants to hear the Princess invite him in personally.”
“…” Xian Sheng lay motionlessly for a while, before putting on his cloak and getting off the bed. Just when he reached the entrance, he was suddenly lifted like a child and carried back into the room. Zhan Lue said, “All of you, leave.”
Ru Yi and Yue Hua did not dare to defy his orders. They bowed and left, closing the doors behind them.
He placed Xian Sheng back onto the bed. However, Xian Sheng frowned. “There’s still the smell of a room’s incense on you. You were not waiting outside for the entire time.”
Zhan Lue did not find it to be a problem at all. “Then I’ll go out and stand even longer?”
“Never mind.”
Was the main concern about how long Zhan Lue was standing outside? The main concern was the rumours that would be spread by outsiders, okay? Xian Sheng took off his coat and curled up under his blankets again. He said, “I’m going to sleep. You are not allowed to make a fuss anymore.”
Zhan Lue replied obediently, “Okay.”
Xian Sheng closed his eyes. After a short while, he opened them again. “Don’t look at me.”
“I want to admit my mistake.”
“Your way of admitting your mistake is feeding me the breast enlarging pastries while saying that you’re wrong at the same time.” Xian Sheng was still mad. “I already said that I don’t want them.”
“Then go sleep.” Zhan Lue was scared that he would be angry again. He said gently, “I’m just sitting here. I won’t move.”
Xian Sheng closed his eyes again. He then opened them for a second time. “You should stop dreaming as soon as possible. I will never do what you want.”
Zhan Lue looked at him and said thoughtfully, “Your reaction is so weird.”
Xian Sheng’s heart skipped a beat and he became anxious. He asked coldly, “What’s weird?”
Zhan Lue thought about it and answered, “Everything’s weird.”
Xian Sheng gripped the blanket and thought for a while. He also thought that his stubborn refusal to eat the pastries did not seem womanly at all. He lowered his eyelids, before lifting them weakly. When he spoke again, his voice had softened. “Husband.”
Zhan Lue’s brain, which was still rapidly organising information, halted when he heard Xian Sheng speak. Subconsciously, he looked at Xian Sheng and spoke in an even softer tone, “What’s wrong?”
“Can’t you… just accept the real me?” Xian Sheng suppressed his embarrassment and said slowly, “Why must it eat it? My body’s already weak and it’s easy for me to do things now, like clothing myself. If, if they are big… Then won’t I have to endure more weight for no good reason?”
His words sounded logical.
Zhan Lue paused for a while but was still persistent. He said, “…Wife, you are even weirder now.”
Xian Sheng looked at him. Suddenly, he beckoned Zhan Lue over with his finger.
Zhan Lue was shocked. “?”
“You, come closer.”
Holding the bed for support, Zhan Lue bent his waist. Xian Sheng pursed his lips. His long eyelashes were as dark as a crow’s wings, casting a shadow under his eyes.
Like how the saying goes: Beauty under the light was even more stunning. This vague, blurry beauty was extremely alluring.
He said, “Come even closer.”
Zhan Lue went even closer to him, his eyes fixated on Xian Sheng’s face. In the next second, Xian Sheng suddenly raised his body and kissed Zhan Lue’s cheek.
Zhan Lue froze. Beneath Xian Sheng’s dark hair, his thin neck had tightened when he lifted his head to kiss Zhan Lue’s cheek, portraying a sharp and defined beauty. After lying down, that beauty was replaced by a sense of weakness and paleness—
Zhan Lue pressed his tongue against his cheek where Xian Sheng kissed earlier.
Xian Sheng’s voice was as deep and gentle as an angel’s. “Tell me, how did you find me weird?”