Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Two more days passed like this, and Shen Xiyue felt that even the air was filled with an unsettling atmosphere.

The dinner was delivered from Chanlou, and it was delicious, but Shen Xiyue didn't have much of an appetite. She ate a few bites and asked them to clear the food away.

She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

When she thought of Gu Zhilan who was so close to her, Shen Xiyue's murderous intent became stronger... She vaguely remembered the steelmaking technique that Gu Zhilan had mentioned.

What a magical craft it was! Shen Xiyue had never seen it before. The iron ore was refined into an extremely hard material and then forged into an invincible weapon.

She didn't know how long she had been in a daze, when suddenly footsteps were heard at the door and she was awakened immediately.

The footsteps stopped at the door, and someone reached out and pushed the door tentatively. Shen Xiyue's whole body tensed up. Suddenly, a breeze blew, carrying the agarwood fragrance on the figure into the house.

Shen Xiyue widened her eyes and sat up in disbelief. This smell... was so familiar, it was his smell... there was no mistake!

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she jumped out of bed barefoot and ran to open the door. While she was still in the room, she scolded him, "It's late at night and the dew is heavy. Why are you here?"

The joy was hard to conceal in his tone.

As soon as the door opened, Murong Xuan stood in front of her, exhausted and dusty.

He looked down at her, his voice low and hoarse with no emotion in it: "I heard from Shuang Ye that you became the owner of a brothel, so I came to take a look."

Shen Xiyue listened to him pretending to be cold and indifferent and said all this, her eyes curved, and she asked directly: "You really don't miss me?"

Murong Xuan did not answer her question, but calmly asked, "...Do you want me to miss you?"

Shen Xiyue didn't want to beat around the bush with him, so she said in a tender voice, "Of course!"

Murong Xuan raised the corners of her lips and nodded, but then she realized it was too dark and she couldn't see.

He felt like a fool. When she coaxed him, not only did he lose his composure, but he also lost his brain.

He stepped over the threshold, closed the door with his backhand, pulled Shen Xiyue in and held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Shen Xiyue was a little breathless in his embrace, but she still snuggled in his arms, her heart full of sweetness, and she smiled softly, "Your Highness, you say one thing and mean another."

Murong Xuan was exposed by her, so he simply stopped pretending. He leaned over and put her on the bed, and then a barrage of kisses fell on her lips.

Shen Xiyue only felt that this person was like using his lips and tongue to weave a net that tightly wrapped her up, leaving her no room to breathe and no chance to escape.

She felt dizzy and had no idea what year it was.

She vaguely heard the sound of thunder outside, as if it was raining heavily.

Rain in the south of the Yangtze River is like this, it comes suddenly, catching people off guard and making them unavoidable.

Murong Xuan couldn't stop his movements. His lips brushed across her chin and kissed all the way down to her collarbone.

He missed her so much that his heart was itching.

She blushed, reached out her hand and stroked his earlobe along the top of his head, gently applying force: "Don't..."

Murong Xuan's narrow eyes slightly curved, and he looked up at Shen Xiyue. His voice was as low and hoarse as if it had been covered in dust for many years, intoxicating the heart: "I just miss you."

Shen Xiyue's voice softened: "I miss Your Highness too."

Murong Xuan stood up, took off his coat, lay down beside her, reached out and pulled the person into his arms, buried his whole body in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to make sure whether the person in his arms was the one in his dream.

When he spoke again, his tone was much more serious: "Things in Jiangnan are more complicated than I imagined. You have done a lot. Leave the rest to me."

Shen Xiyue said softly but firmly: "Helping you is helping myself."

Murong Xuan was silent for a while.

He always had the worst attitude towards the fact that he was suddenly entangled with Shen Xiyue, but no matter what, her appearance really brought him great surprise and joy.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Shen Xiyue asked him, "Do you have enough banknotes?"

The tone was so bold that it seemed as if he was talking to the gigolo he had kept.

Murong Xuan inexplicably found her words quite amusing, and said with a smile: "More than enough, Lord Tan was very happy and patted his chest to guarantee that he could completely rebuild the riverbanks in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Shen Xiyue raised her eyebrows: "That's good!"

Murong Xuan rubbed his chin against the top of her head:

"After the riverbank is repaired, the people will no longer have to suffer from disasters for at least ten years, and no one will come to use the suffering of the people of Jiangsu and Zhejiang to gain popularity every year. This is a good thing that will benefit the country and the people and go down in history. It's all your credit, but..."

She disguised herself as a man and went to the south of the Yangtze River with him under a different name.

Although these achievements in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are of lasting significance, if they were to become known, her reputation would be ruined.

Shen Xiyue said hurriedly: "I don't care about these..."

Murong Xuan reached out and rubbed her hair: "I know, I have wronged you."

Shen Xiyue didn't feel wronged, it was just what she should do.

The warmth in his arms seemed like something soothing, and she, who had been tossing and turning just a moment ago, fell asleep without realizing it.

She slept very soundly. When she opened her eyes, it was almost time for lunch. She was awakened by hunger.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that breathtakingly handsome face. He was lying on his side beside her, with his head propped up. She didn't know how long he had been looking at her. In his narrow and long phoenix eyes, there was a deep ocean that made people willing to sink into it.

It's so rare to have such a peaceful time... People should know how to enjoy the present moment. Many things cannot be rushed and should be done slowly.

"Gulu..."

But before she could watch for a while, her stomach growled and she had to speak up to break this rare wonderful atmosphere: "I'm hungry."

Murong Xuan chuckled: "Then get up."

Shuang Ye quickly brought out one dish after another, filling the table. Shen Xiyue scooped a piece of shrimp and egg custard with a spoon and ate it very satisfied. Then she remembered to ask, "Is Your Highness going back to Suzhou?"

Murong Xuan stared at the egg custard in her spoon: "What are you going back to Suzhou for?"

"The riverbank in Suzhou..." Shen Xiyue started to speak but then stopped.

She had just swallowed the egg custard in her mouth and was about to take another bite, but Murong Xuan suddenly reached out, took her hand, and lightly fed the remaining piece of egg custard in the spoon into his mouth.

It seemed that because the egg custard tasted good, he was in a good mood.

He said in a gentle voice, "Tan Yichun now has money and people under his command, and is very good at repairing the river bank, so I don't need to worry about it. As for Hangzhou, since you have messed it up, I can take advantage of the situation."