The So-Called Bridal Chamber

Shen Mingjiao enjoyed the delicious food comfortably, feeling happy that she could finally continue to enjoy the corrupt life in the mansion. When she saw Feng Lisheng enter, she smiled and greeted him.

"Your Highness, do you want to come over and eat?"

Under the sparkling candlelight, the bright young girl smiled at him with curved eyebrows, which lit up the entire room. It also made the empty and monotonous Prince's Mansion liven up instantly.

This was a scene that he had imagined in countless dreams after Shen Mingjiao's death. He took a deep breath and sat opposite Shen Mingjiao as if nothing had happened. Then, he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

The two of them ate in silence, but neither of them felt awkward.

Feng Lisheng felt that this scene was peaceful and good, while Shen Mingjiao was just enjoying the food seriously.

After dinner, Shen Mingjiao took her clothes to the bathroom.

Feng Lisheng sat on the edge of the bed casually. Then, he frowned. He got up and lifted the blanket, and red dates, longan, and peanuts scattered all over the floor.

After calling the maidservant over to clean up, he tilted his head and accidentally saw the corner of a book under the pillow. He thought it was a storybook and casually pulled it out to take a look. He was dumbfounded.

It was a book of detailed fire-repelling paintings!

Feng Lisheng flipped it open unconsciously, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

What does Shen Mingjiao mean by this? Is she hinting at something?

He coughed lightly, picked up the tea on the table, and took a big gulp. However, the tips of his ears had turned red.

There was a light knock on the door and Shen Mingjiao walked out. Feng Lisheng subconsciously wanted to put the book back but he thought of something and his fingertips paused. He pretended that nothing had happened and continued flipping through the pages, but his heart skipped a beat.

He did this until Shen Mingjiao asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Feng Lisheng looked up calmly. However, he saw that she was wearing a red inner shirt with her hair loose, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were misty. The water droplets on her forehead slid down to her snow-white neck and finally entered her towering chest…

His throat tightened unconsciously and he cursed himself for being blind in his previous life.

At this moment, Shen Mingjiao saw the contents of the book and raised her eyebrows in surprise. "You actually read this?"

Feng Lisheng's expression froze. "I just found it under your pillow, so I picked it up and flipped through it."

What he meant was: Don't be shy, I already know.

Shen Mingjiao did not notice his abnormality and said casually, "Oh, then Eunuch Hua probably put it there! He likes to mess around with these things."

Feng Lisheng was speechless.

"Sigh! Let me take a look," she said as she snatched the book from his hand and flipped through it excitedly.

"Eh! Your book is even more detailed than Granny Feng's. It seems that Eunuch Hua has put in a lot of effort this time!"

"The only flaw is that none of the men in these paintings are good-looking. On the other hand, the women are all curvy…"

She nudged Feng Lisheng's arm and pointed at the woman in the painting. "Hey! Do all men like this?"

Feng Lisheng was speechless. He felt that something was wrong.

In the end, Feng Lisheng was chased to the bathroom by Shen Mingjiao in a confused state.

Shen Mingjiao dried her hair with a steamer. Then, she climbed onto the bed and rolled to the innermost side to stretch comfortably. She calculated that she would have to wait at least a few more days before she could move back to the courtyard in her previous life.

After all, these few days, they were newlyweds. It would not make sense for the two of them to sleep in separate rooms, so they would just make do with it for the time being. Anyway, the bed was so big and Feng Lisheng would not mind too much.

She closed her eyes in relief and quickly fell asleep.

As for whether Feng Lisheng would succumb to any sexual desires while she was asleep, Shen Mingjiao was fully assured that it would not happen.

Feng Lisheng walked out of the bathtub with his long legs. Although he was thin, he looked like a leopard that was ready to pounce.

He casually picked up the cloth towel on the shelf. However, his mind was filled with mixed thoughts. For a moment, he was thinking about Shen Mingjiao's misty peach blossom eyes and what might happen next.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart. He walked out of the bathroom.

When he was about to reach the bed, he frowned and circulated his internal energy to dry his hair.

He opened the curtains and saw Shen Mingjiao sleeping soundly in the corner. Her black hair was scattered on the pillow.

Feng Lisheng sighed imperceptibly. She must be exhausted today.

He climbed onto the bed and lay down beside Shen Mingjiao. He looked quietly at the young girl who was sleeping soundly. The thoughts in his heart miraculously calmed down at this moment.

…

The next day, Shen Mingjiao only opened her eyes in a daze when the sky was bright.

She glanced at the neatly spread mattress at the side and guessed that Feng Lisheng had already woken up.

She stretched lazily, wanting to snooze for a little while more.

In any case, there were no elders in the Prince's Mansion who she had to pay her respects to.

Haitang hurriedly lifted the curtain and entered.

"Miss, wake up! Hurry!"

Shen Mingjiao narrowed her eyes lazily. "I just woke up. Give me some time…"

Haitang stomped her feet anxiously. "Aiya… Miss, you can sleep later. The eldest daughter of the Su family, Su Qing, is here…"

"So be it… Wait… Who are you talking about!"

Shen Mingjiao suddenly sat up. Her muddled mind suddenly became clear.

"It's that very powerful future Crown Princess Consort, Su Qing…"

At this point, Haitang stopped talking and looked at her Miss hesitantly. Everyone in the capital knew that the Prince admired Su Qing.

He had personally gone to the battlefield at a young age and killed the Prince of the Northern Barbarians because the Prince of the Northern Barbarians had once said that he wanted to take Su Qing as his concubine.

"Just say that I'm not feeling well. Where's His Highness? Bring her to see His Highness directly."

She had always avoided Su Qing as much as she could. Firstly, she could not offend her; she was the apple of Feng Lisheng's eye.

Secondly, she was very evil. Anyone who went against her would not end well.

Anyway, it was Feng Lisheng's romantic debt. She could not be bothered to get involved.

Haitang looked incredulous and expected better from her. "Miss, you're now the legitimate Princess Consort. Aren't you afraid…"

Shen Mingjiao lifted the blanket and stood up. "What are you afraid of? I have big goals in life! I don't even like Feng Lisheng!"

Haitang had no choice but to pass the message.

Not long after, she returned with Su Qing behind her.

Haitang entered the house and said with a bitter face, "Miss, Miss Su Qing insisted on following me. I couldn't stop her…"

For some reason, Su Qing had said that she wanted to visit Miss. Haitang had clearly wanted to refuse, but after a few words from Su Qing, she agreed.

Su Qing's gentle voice came from outside the door. "Miss Shen, I heard that you're not feeling well. I have some medical knowledge. Why don't I take a look at you?"

Shen Mingjiao: We're all sensible people. I don't believe you can't tell that this is a tactful excuse.

"I appreciate Miss Su's kindness. I just didn't rest well. I shall not trouble Miss. Why don't you get Haitang to bring you to His Highness?"

Su Qing's fingers tightened on the door when she heard the words "Didn't rest well."

"Miss Shen, you don't have to stand on ceremony with me. His Highness and I grew up together, and His Highness is my most important friend."

"Although I don't know how he suddenly got married, and I've never heard him mention Miss usually, Miss fell sick on the second day of the marriage. If this news spreads out, it will inevitably be disadvantageous to His Highness, so let me go in and help Miss take a look."

Shen Mingjiao slammed the wooden comb in her hand.

Is there no end to this?

Does she not understand human language?