Zhan Lue was angry?
Xian Sheng was thinking that he got angry again.
Why does he like to be angry?
This time, he actually couldn't tell that he was angry.
If he couldn't tell in the future as well, what happens if he accidentally offends him?
He was letting his imagination run wild. Xian Sheng replied, "I really don't feel good. It's not because of anyone."
Xian Sheng woke up early to get dressed today. He applied blush and face powder, as well as makeup. The powder smelled a little sweet and it was mixed with his medicinal fragrance. It had been tickling Zhan Lue's nose, making him bite on Xian Sheng's neck. Xian Sheng looked up with teary eyes and shrunk back. Zhan Lue then asked, "Where don't you feel good?"
Xian Sheng braced himself and said in a soft voice, "I don't feel good anywhere."
"You don't feel good physically or emotionally?"
"...Physically."
A greedy ferocious beast seemed to be hiding inside Zhan Lue, about to pounce at any time. He glanced at his prey, weighing between decisions. He wondered if he should hibernate temporarily and observe the situation or to swallow him whole right now.
Zhan Lue carefully breathed. He tried his best to minimize his existence, but he was in Zhan Lue's arms right now. Xian Sheng was cute, sweet, and soft. No matter what he did, Zhan Lue couldn't ignore his presence.
"I'll send the imperial doctor to the princess."
Xian Sheng's soft palm covers his mouth. Zhan Zhen looks at him coldly, and his anger rises obviously. Xian Sheng was confused for a moment, and quickly took back his hand. He had to make up a specific reason: "I, I got my period..."
After he finished, he looked away. Besides feeling awkward, he was also embarrassed.
He thought that this should be enough. Husbands should understand wives' troubles. After all, as a lady, this was embarrassing.
He waited for Zhan Lue to let him, but he heard the man say, "Let me see," instead.
"..." Xian Sheng looked unbelievably at him. Yet, Zhan Lue didn't find this to be weird. "Since we're married, what's there to be embarrassed about?"
After that, he reached over to pull up Xian Sheng's dress. However, the latter suddenly clutched it. He bent down and curled himself up into a ball. He suddenly felt wronged and his tears fell down. "No matter what, I'm still the princess of the Liang Country...how can you humiliate me like this?"
He choked on his words. Zhan Lue paused before bending down as well, glancing at his exquisite face. He couldn't help but be moved by his teary and beautiful face. He licked his lips and explained, "That's not what I mean. But tonight is our wedding night. The night is short. It's very suspicious that you're trying to hide from me."
Xian Sheng could tell that he was submitting defeat and he was touched for a moment.
Women couldn't be blamed completely for their attitude and sensitive feelings. After all, men took joy in this. He recalled back to the days that he integrated with Zhan Lue. It seemed like the more he opposed Zhan Lue, the more excessive he was. Yet, when he revealed a weak expression, Zhan Lue actually controlled himself a bit. Even if he didn't back down on his words, he still showed restraint in his actions.
Right then, he said, feeling wronged, "You think I'm suspicious? Then how am I suspicious? I already completed the wedding ceremony with you. I'm also in Jin Country. I'm going to be yours sooner or later... why must you talk like this?"
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Forced to Marry the Enemy Prince [COMPLETED]
Historische RomaneBetter translation is on the way soon! Xian Sheng was a lovable sickly person and in order to survive, he was disguised as a girl and raised as a princess at a young age. One day, the two countries were in a war and the situation was dire. He ran up...