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

"Just give me a hug."

Murong Xuanfeng's eyes were hazy. He got up from the couch and sat next to Shen Xiyue. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and took a deep breath of her scent.

I just felt relaxed all over. Once I relaxed, I started to talk without restraint: "I just went to the room where you slept. I seemed to be able to smell your scent..."

Shen Xiyue blushed: "Your Highness!"

Murong Xuan couldn't help but feel distracted as he held her hand tightly, thinking about what Emperor You'an had said to him today, and said in a more serious tone: "I can't wait to marry you home."

Shen Xiyue just thought he was talking nonsense and didn't say anything.

"Speak." Murong Xuan leaned over and kissed her earlobe: "What's wrong, you don't want to?"

"I......"

Shen Xiyue felt that it was not good to keep it vague like this, so she might as well make it clear:

"Your Highness, I don't mean to embarrass you, but you know the teachings of the Dashun royal family, right? For any emperor, the empress can only be from the Qin or Jiang family. But my last name is Shen, and I am still an abandoned woman who has been divorced. I have no intention of becoming someone's concubine."

"When did I ask you to be my concubine?" Murong Xuan frowned and said, "I want you to be the Crown Princess in a formal marriage."

Shen Xiyue: "......But"

Wasn't she clear enough?

Murong Xuan didn't want her to feel that this was an embarrassing and troublesome matter.

So I deliberately turned around and asked her for help: "Shen Xiyue, I should have explained it to you more clearly.

You know the current situation. Although there is a rift between the eldest and the fourth, it is far from enough. I have to think of a way to make the rift between them even deeper.

For example, if I push the Fourth Prince a step closer, I can make Prince Yao mistakenly believe that Prince Duan has a grudge against him because Prince Duan also wants to seize the throne... Tell me, in this case, is marrying you the best way to deceive people?"

After he said that, Shen Xiyue understood Murong Xuan's intention. She blinked her eyes and said, "Marrying a woman who is neither Qin nor Jiang is a way of retreating to advance. You deliberately make people think that your position as the crown prince is unstable. Then you instigate a fight between Prince Yao and Prince Duan so that you can reap the benefits?"

Murong Xuan nodded and smiled, and continued speaking according to her speculation:

"......yes.

Now I don't have many people available, and the court attaches great importance to King Yao. This is a dilemma.

If I were to unleash my full might, both open and concealed attacks would be directed at me and my mother, and even the Qin family would be implicated.

I can only be more roundabout and tactful. I will take a step back for now. Are you willing to help me with this?"

He spoke seriously, as if he had forgotten who had asked Mao Ping to set fire to the Minister of Revenue... Why didn't he speak in a roundabout way at that time!

Shen Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief.

When he said this, the pressure in her heart was relieved a little, and she finally nodded: "I do."

Murong Xuan smiled silently, and his extremely beautiful face seemed to be blossoming. The candlelight shone obliquely on half of his face, and his charming phoenix eyes and bright red lips under his straight nose made him even more dazzling.

But Shen Xiyue had her back to him and didn't see it.

Then Murong Xuan deliberately sighed and said in a very apologetic tone: "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

All he had to do was coax her into marrying him. As long as she felt comfortable listening to those words, he could make up a bunch of more.

"I'm not wronged...ah~"

It seemed that they had talked too much. Gradually, the aftereffects of the plum wine took effect. Shen Xiyue felt a little sleepy and couldn't help yawning twice in a row. She struggled in his arms: "Your Highness, I feel a little dizzy after drinking. These things are not urgent. It's getting late. You should go back home and rest."

Murong Xuan would never miss such a good opportunity, so he pretended to be confused: "It's true, I feel so dizzy... I can't walk anymore..."

Shen Xiyue called out for him: "Maoping!"

Murong Xuan leaned on her like he had no bones, and said slowly: "Maoping went to do something for me, I came here alone."

Shen Xiyue was speechless. What should she do? He was such a grown man, she had to ask someone to send him back!

But I don’t feel comfortable asking someone else to send her off!

Murong Xuan's breathing became heavier: "I'm sleepy, Shen Xiyue, you sleep with me."

Shen Xiyue frowned. Why was he saying such vicious words?

Murong Xuan didn't care about all that. He knew that Shen Xiyue would fall for his pretending to be pitiful, so he got off the couch lazily and carried her to the bed... He even staggered as he walked on purpose.

Shen Xiyue was speechless. Wasn’t he fine just now?

How come you're so drunk you can't even walk steadily while we're talking?

I didn’t drink much!

But if you say he is pretending, you can see that his eyes are blurry!

...Don’t ask him to drink next time!

Murong Xuan kicked off his shoes, fell on his back on her bed, and slept outside, deliberately talking drunkenly: "I will only sleep on the small bed, you sleep inside!"

Shen Xiyue: "......"

He said it as if he was being polite.

When she was in the Western Frontier, she had seen soldiers in the barracks get drunk and act crazy, and some were unreasonable, but her father would beat them up to sober them up...

But Murong Xuan seemed very different when he was drunk. He didn't throw a tantrum, he just wanted to stay in her bed and sleep, which made it impossible for her to hit him.

Shen Xiyue tried hard to convince herself, forget it, it’s not like they had not slept together when they went to the south of the Yangtze River, and they had done even more intimate things. What’s more, she had just agreed to marry him...it’s just sleeping, what is there to be afraid of?

With a dizzy head, she looked at her pitiful little bed which was half occupied, took a deep breath, stepped on the embroidered step, and tried to climb over him.

With one leg kneeling on the edge of the bed and one arm over him supporting himself on the bed, he was trying to turn his whole body over when Murong Xuan happened to bend his legs... Shen Xiyue suddenly lost her strength and fell into his arms.