The Obsessive Crown Prince Can't Let Me Go-Chapter 30: Lu Ying Wants to Kill Her
Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Lu Ying Wants to Kill Her freewēbnoveℓ.com
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Eastern Palace, study.
Shen Yunxi knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain. "Your Highness, I did not mean to damage Madam Chen’s tooth! The people in the Imperial Kitchen said that all the cherries in the Capital had been acquired by Your Highness, leaving me with no choice but to use the cherries from the tree in the Eastern Palace’s rear garden to host the banquet. But those cherries were too small and hard, which is why Madam Chen’s tooth was chipped. This matter has nothing to do with me!"
Lu Ying’s expression was exceedingly grim.
He had absolutely not acquired any cherries.
According to what he had uncovered, Shen Yinning had sent someone carrying his token to buy all the cherries in his name.
Under her calculated scheme, Shen Yunxi’s cherry banquet in the Eastern Palace had turned into an unmitigated joke.
Shen Yinning...
She hadn’t yet shown herself, and Shen Yunxi was already suffering miserably.
Once she does appear, wouldn’t Shen Yunxi go mad?
"Your Highness!" Shen Yunxi noticed his momentary distraction and couldn’t help but continue sobbing. "Your Highness, I am so aggrieved in my heart! Where did you take the cherries? Did you give them to that vixen outside the palace to enjoy?!"
Lu Ying cast a cold glance at her.
Shen Yunxi was his Crown Princess Consort, and her demeanor represented his intent.
Today, after grandly inviting those officials’ wives into the palace for a banquet, she ended up serving them the worst cherries.
Their aristocratic families behind them would think that Lu Ying was deliberately looking down on them.
Especially the families of the military generals — the sacrifices of the Chen family’s six sons for the nation were still fresh in everyone’s minds. Yet their mother had chipped a tooth in his Eastern Palace, reportedly leaving the palace with blood in her mouth and trembling hands barely able to grip her cane!
How would these military generals view him now?!
Lu Ying looked at Shen Yunxi as if gazing upon an uncomprehending block of wood. "After causing such a huge blunder, you still have the nerve to bring up some vixen? Go back and tidy up your appearance, and accompany me to pay a formal apology to Madam Chen at her residence."
"I won’t go!" Shen Yunxi pouted. "No matter how distinguished she is, she’s just an official’s wife. I am the dignified Crown Princess Consort; how can I lower myself to apologize to her? Where would I ever put my dignity?"
Lu Ying’s face remained devoid of expression. "You don’t want to go? That can be arranged."
"Really?!"
"I will annul our marriage."
Shen Yunxi was dumbfounded.
In the three years she had been married to Lu Ying, though she had caused plenty of trouble, he had never mentioned annulling the marriage regardless of his anger.
Clearly, today, he was truly enraged.
She was scared out of her wits and immediately began tearing up, pleading desperately. "Your Highness, please calm your anger. It’s just about apologizing, right? I’ll go! I’ll go and tidy up my appearance immediately, and select some precious gifts from the storeroom..."
Trembling, she scrambled to her feet, using hands and legs in her haste as she bolted out of the study.
Lu Ying watched her frantic departure, her ungainly manner lacking any decorum, and his expression grew even colder.
If Shen Zhi hadn’t met his fate, and Shen Yinning had entered the Eastern Palace, would things have been entirely different from now?
No...
He would never let Shen Yinning enter the Eastern Palace.
Just days before Shen Zhi and his son’s misfortune, Shen Yinning had secretly embraced and whispered sweet nothings with his half-brother behind his back.
She had betrayed him.
So, even if her father hadn’t met his fate, he would never have married Shen Yinning as his Crown Princess Consort.
Shen Yunxi might be foolish, but she was wholeheartedly devoted to him.
But as for Shen Yinning, that woman’s heart belonged solely to herself.
The night fell.
The night was as cool as water.
Shen Yinning was soaking in a bathtub sprinkled with flower petals.
Wei Yu massaged her shoulders while vividly recounting the events that had unfolded earlier at the Eastern Palace.
Upon hearing that Shen Yunxi’s cherries had chipped Madam Chen’s tooth, Shen Yinning nearly burst into laughter.
Wei Yu also chuckled. "In the afternoon, His Highness the Crown Prince personally escorted the Crown Princess Consort to Madam Chen’s residence to apologize. Before Madam Chen, His Highness reprimanded her by docking an entire year’s allowance and decreeing her to transcribe thirty volumes of Buddhist Scripture for Shengguo Temple, to be offered in commemoration of the deceased Chen generals. He commanded that she would not return to the palace until the task was completed. Though the punishment wasn’t particularly harsh, after the incidents with the storybook and the cherry banquet, the Crown Princess Consort’s reputation is utterly ruined — the noblewomen now shake their heads at any mention of her in private!"
Shen Yinning laughed with unrestrained delight.
She arched her eyes and gently blew the rose petals off the back of her hand.
She thought to herself, moving forward, Shen Yunxi might never want to eat cherries again.
Her mother had perished in the Heavenly Prison; she would never share another evening of enjoying cherry cake with her mother. Therefore, Shen Yunxi and Mrs. Qin wouldn’t do so either — that would be fair.
Shen Yinning leaned into the bathtub and softly closed her eyes.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the washroom.
It was Lu Ying.
Wei Yu was about to inform Shen Yinning when Lu Ying gestured for her to leave.
He stood quietly by the bathtub, lowering his gaze to look at Shen Yinning.
Steam swirled around.
The woman’s hibiscus-like face was pink and alluring under the faint glow of the candlelight, her skin so fair it seemed luminous, and the crimson rose petals clung to her collarbone and arms, reminiscent of the seductive spirits in *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio*.
His gaze landed on the slender curve of her neck.
The fingers he held behind his back unconsciously turned the Moyu Ring.
He thought, if he acted now, it would be effortless to clasp her neck and end her life — to make this woman vanish from the world forever, never to trouble him again, never to influence his emotions again...
Perhaps sensing something, Shen Yinning abruptly opened her eyes.
The figure of the young man entered her vision — cold and noble, his face resplendent like carved jade.
She keenly caught the trace of murderous intent flickering in his ink-black pupils.
Lu Ying wanted to kill her.
All because she had ruined Shen Yunxi’s cherry banquet?
Darkness glimmered in her gaze, and suddenly she curved her red lips into a smile. "Lu Ying, brother, you’re here. Why didn’t you announce yourself beforehand?"
Lu Ying continued to slowly rotate the Moyu Ring, ignoring her words.
Shen Yinning lazily extended her hand and picked a cherry from a nearby dish.
Holding the glossy, bright-red fruit by its emerald stem with her delicate fingers, she tilted her head back, parted her lips slightly, and teasingly licked the cherry with her crimson tongue before leisurely sliding it whole into her mouth.
Narrowing her almond-shaped eyes, she cast a sideways glance at Lu Ying and spoke indistinctly, "Lu Ying, brother, do you want to eat cherries?"
Lu Ying said nothing.
So, Shen Yinning rose from the bathtub, wrapped her arms around his narrow waist, and stood on tiptoe to transfer the cherry from her mouth into Lu Ying’s.
Their eyes locked.
It was unclear who bit into the cherry first, but its juice burst forth between their lips and teeth — sweet yet tinged with a faint sourness, like the sudden explosion of ambiguous desire and passion.
The scent of the woman enveloped him, mingling with the steam, flooding Lu Ying’s senses in an instant and stirring heat from deep within him.
He reversed his hold to draw Shen Yinning’s slender waist closer, forcefully deepening this sullied yet tantalizing kiss.
Water splashed in all directions.
The bathtub, now accommodating the pair, seemed oppressively cramped.
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