The Obsessive Crown Prince Can't Let Me Go-Chapter 34 He Just Wants to Humiliate Shen Yinning

Lu Ying refused: "No."

"Brother Lu Ying..." Shen Yinning rubbed against his chest with all her might, her voice becoming increasingly coquettish and spoiled, "Brother Lu Ying, let me take just one look, alright? After all, my younger sister is still at Shengguo Temple. I’ll leave right after I see it—I swear it won’t disturb her."

Lu Ying’s eyes darkened.

Shen Yinning was now merely the wife of a low-ranking official, an insignificant and fallen figure—a forbidden fruit kept hidden in the shadows, nothing more than a plaything. If she were to see Shen Yunxi’s opulent chambers, would she feel anguished? Would she envy her?

Would she regret not becoming his Crown Princess Consort?

As if possessed, Lu Ying uttered a single word: "Alright."

That night, Shen Yinning disguised herself as a young eunuch and was silently escorted into the Eastern Palace by Lu Ying.

He dismissed the palace maids and matrons serving in Shen Yunxi’s chambers, then said calmly, "This is the chamber where I and the Crown Princess Consort wed."

Shen Yinning looked around curiously.

Golden-brass, tree-shaped candlesticks stood proudly in every corner of the chamber. The floor was paved with golden lotus-patterned orange tiles, freshly cleaned and arranged. Vases filled with vibrant flowers emitted a delicate fragrance, while the table was adorned with exquisite teas and pastries. The room was furnished entirely with carved rosewood furniture, and the vanity table overflowed with expensive and rare jewelry, intricate hairpins, and makeup powders—all crafted by imperial artisans.

Most striking of all was the canopy bed, towering with layered curtains. Its frame was carved with motifs of phoenixes intertwining with peonies, resembling a miniature boudoir in its grandeur.

Shen Yinning gazed at the canopy bed.

The year she was exiled to Gan State, Lu Ying had held his wedding with Shen Yunxi precisely here.

Shen Yinning could almost picture it—the Eastern Palace brimming with liveliness that very night, Shen Yunxi basking in his affection, and the Dragon and Phoenix Wedding Candle burning late into the night.

Her fingernails dug into her palm.

For some reason, her heart felt an unexpected twinge of loneliness.

Lu Ying observed the expression on her face.

In truth, if Shen Yinning had not betrayed him back then, he might well have kept her in the Capital, and he might never have married Shen Yunxi.

He was well aware of the poor relationship between Shen Yunxi and Shen Yinning, the two cousins.

It was precisely for this reason that he chose to marry Shen Yunxi intentionally.

He wanted to humiliate Shen Yinning.

He wanted this fickle woman to understand that the man capable of determining her fate was not her lover Lu Shiyan, but him—Lu Ying.

He asked, "Have you seen enough?"

"My younger sister’s chambers are truly exquisite," Shen Yinning said with a calculated smile, her phoenix-like eyes curving in praise.

Lu Ying replied indifferently, "When she becomes Empress one day, her chambers will be even grander."

Shen Yinning’s nails unconsciously dug deeper into her palm, causing a sharp pain.

Yet outwardly, her expression remained as serenely cheerful as ever: "Younger sister enjoys the love of everyone—it’s something I, your servant wife, truly envy."

"She is my wife; naturally, I’m bound to care for her and cherish her." Lu Ying sneered lightly. "Shen Yinning, you are now Gao Zheng’s wife. You and the Crown Princess Consort are worlds apart. When I’ve grown tired of you someday, you can return to the Gao Family and let your husband dote on you. Based on your performance in the bedchamber, I’m sure you’ll win Gao Zheng’s favor."

His tone was detached, yet every word struck sharply.

Shen Yinning had insisted on coming to the Eastern Palace, and so he had brought her here.

In the end, she was only inviting humiliation upon herself.

Just then, Gui Quan entered in a hurry and respectfully announced, "Your Highness, His Majesty urgently summons you to the Imperial Study!"

Lu Ying glanced at Shen Yinning.

Shen Yinning put on an obedient face, saying sweetly, "Your Highness, please go without worry. Your servant wife will remain here and won’t wander off."

After Lu Ying left, Shen Yinning nibbled on some pastries before noticing a side chamber connected to the main bedroom, where there was a jade bathing pool. She casually decided to undress and enjoy a bath.

Shen Yunxi’s wardrobe was massive; the palace maids had already tidied it, filling it with the latest seasonal garments and shoes.

After bathing, Shen Yinning selected a brand-new sleeveless silk nightgown in a pale lotus hue.

When Lu Ying returned from the Imperial Study, he saw Shen Yinning seated at the vanity table.

She was wearing Shen Yunxi’s newly tailored nightgown and meticulously applying Shen Yunxi’s makeup powders and rouge.

As though she had always been the rightful mistress of this chamber.

Lu Ying frowned: "Shen Yinning!"

Shen Yinning calmly tucked a slip of paper, freshly written with bright rouge, into the deepest recess of the vanity drawer.

She raised her gaze with a smile, her eyes innocently bright: "Brother Lu Ying, you’re back!"

The girl’s voice was crisp like silver bells, sweet and coy as she smiled—a sound that reminded Lu Ying of the days before the Shen Guogong Mansion had fallen, when she would always greet him with such joy, calling him Brother Lu Ying.

Lu Ying clenched his fists, his face void of expression: "Change your clothes and leave the palace."

"Brother Lu Ying..." Shen Yinning rose and wrapped her arms around his waist. "My younger sister won’t be back for several days anyway. Why not let me stay here for two nights? She won’t find out."

"Shen Yinning!"

Shen Yinning pretended not to hear and instead stood on tiptoe, kissing his thin lips.

Lu Ying pushed her away unhesitatingly: "Do you even know what this place is?!"

Shen Yinning fell to the ground and winced in pain, her eyes welling up with tears.

She raised her tear-filled phoenix eyes: "Your servant wife knows this is Your Highness and younger sister’s wedding chamber. Your servant wife simply feels indignant! Your Highness’s Crown Princess Consort should have been me, but in the end, it turned out to be my younger sister. My younger sister has parents who adore her, and Your Highness showers her with affection. But I, your servant wife, am no longer the noble daughter of the Shen Guogong Mansion. I have nothing left now—I depend entirely on Your Highness’s mercy to survive in this predatory Capital. Your servant wife only wanted to experience the happiness of residing in such a beautiful chamber for two nights—and with that, I’d be content..."

Lu Ying looked down at her from above.

She sobbed like a fragile flower weighed down by mist.

The hazy and heartbroken image could easily incite a man’s pity.

Lu Ying, expressionless, wondered—did she truly regret her actions?

This woman so adept at lying, were her words at this moment even sincere?

"Your Highness..." Shen Yinning clutched at his robe hem, raising her face pitifully, "If Your Highness disapproves, your servant wife will change back and leave the palace right away. Your servant wife is unworthy, and it’s only natural Your Highness would fear I might sully my younger sister’s chambers. Your servant wife is well aware of her lowly status and would never dare upset Your Highness or my younger sister..."

Her every word seemed heartfelt.

After a long silence, Lu Ying bent down and picked her up.

Shen Yinning clung tightly to his robes, her voice trembling: "Your Highness?"

Lu Ying carried her directly to the canopy bed.fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com