Rebirth of the Malicious Empress of Military Lineage

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Chapter 136: Marriage

That was an extremely terrifying dreamscape that made all struggles fruitless. One clearly knew that the outcome was brutal but was unable to stop anything from happening, and can only watch as everything irretrievably went to a route of no return.

She was a murderer.

A rumbling of thunder was heard. It was the beginning of winter and it was strange that there was such a lightning. Shen Miao sat up still asleep and kept panting and gasping.

Her hand involuntary grabbed onto something and felt that someone was lightly patting her back. The strength in that hand was very gentle, as if it had reassuring strength. She just leaned onto the other person's embrace and held her own neck, feeling an entire head of sweat as if she could almost not breath.

That person also had a good temperament and let her curl her own body up, before pausing and reaching out to place one's hand behind Shen Miao's head and pressed her into his embrace. Shen Miao entire body was trembling badly and she bit his shoulder. His body stiffened but did not move and only patted Shen Miao's head.

One did not know how long has passed but the thunder gradually became softer, and only the pitter pattering rhythm of the rain could be heard from outside the room. Shen Miao's heart gradually calmed down and her mouth relaxed but the tip of her nose touched something cold, a golden button.

She was in an very intimate position with the other person.

She slowly got up from that person's embrace.

After a moment when the latter got up, the room was lit and someone held up a lamp to the stool in front of the bed, and sat down at the side of it. The brows were dark and handsome and was as always elegant and noble looking. Other than Xie Jing Xing, who could it be? Under the lamp, his gaze was less cynical than usual, a few parts consoling and a faint concern.

Shen Miao's heart shrank.

She was so absorbed in the horrible nightmare that she could not wake up till now. That dream was not just a dream but was as if it had really happened. She was scared of the terrible truth and in a moment of gaffe, when she felt something warm, she grabbed onto it and refused to let go like a drowning man grasping onto a life-saving straw. But she had forgotten that in this late of a night, the person who normally came was someone who was difficult to deal with.

The secret that she had kept locked up seemed to have a crack at this moment, and she was facing the most astute of hunters. Xie Jing Xing's acumen was like a torch that with only a few words, one fear that he could guess something out.

"What did you dream of?" Xie Jing Xing cut out the excess wick in the oil lamp. Even such a simple action, when done by him, it had become the most perfect silhouette, making one's heart warm and pleased.

"Only a nightmare." Shen Miao's eyes hung down as she spoke. However her voice was still unnatural.

Xie Jing Xing paused and turned his head towards her, "There are also times when you are afraid."

Some anger suddenly boiled in Shen Miao's heart, "I am not Your Highness Prince Rui. Living in the world is originally hard work, naturally there is time when one is afraid."

Shen Miao looked at him. His eyes looked very beautiful and were shaped with the best looking peach blossom eyes. On normal days they were a few parts coquettish and a few parts serious, that made one unable to tell if he was sincere or fake, but also could make a female drown in these moving eyes. But now he was facing Shen Miao, that pair of eyes were like an autumn lake, as deep as dark jade, making it difficult for one to detect any emotions. He said, "No need to be afraid, it is only a dream."