Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

2.16 - Life experience

　　Shen Mian was slightly startled, and a slight pain on his lips made him frown.

　　He raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him. Yun Cheng was standing in front of him and looked down at him with a cold light in his eyes. Unlike the aggressiveness in his words, he looked very calm, so calm that Shen Mian had the illusion that he was very gentle at the moment.

　　But, it's just an illusion after all.

　　The man's rough fingertips touched his swollen red lips, rubbing them gently. Shen Mian knew that the calm at this moment was because a storm was brewing.

　　He turned his eyes away calmly and said, "My Lord, Shen Mian really doesn't understand what you are saying."

　　"You don't know?"

　　Shen Mian said: "The prince didn't explain clearly, how did Shen Huai know, and what made the prince so angry."

　　Yun Cheng didn't answer but smiled instead. That smile actually had a doting meaning, which made Shen Mian's back shiver.

　　The man slowly withdrew his hand, walked to the window, and pushed open the rosewood window.

　　It was winter, and the cold air outside was blowing straight into the house. Yun Cheng stood in the wind, and the cold wind made his clothes rustle. His tall and handsome back looked cold and a bit solemn.

　　After a long time, Shen Mian's cheeks turned red from the cold. He raised his hand to pour a cup of tea, but the heat had dissipated before it reached his lips.

　　I just took a sip of warm tea, but it didn't warm me up, and I felt even colder.

　　Shen Mian cleared his throat and called softly, "Your Majesty, if there is nothing else, Shen Huai will take his leave for now."

　　How could the good show in the Marquis' Mansion today be without this "fake legitimate son" of his?

　　He stood up, but before he could stand firm, the window was slammed shut with great force. The man strode up to him, his clothes stained with the cold air from outside. As soon as he got close to him, Shen Mian's teeth started to chatter with cold.

　　Yuncheng had been exposed to the cold wind for a long time, but the anger in his heart had not diminished in the slightest.

　　Ever since the last incident, he had hurt the young man in front of him and felt guilty, so he had been restraining himself and observing etiquette, not daring to overstep the line. At most, he had just secretly kissed him a few times.

　　He treated him like a treasure, cherishing and protecting him, fearing that he would suffer any injustice. Even at this moment, when he hated him so much that he wanted to kill someone, he still tried hard to suppress the violence in his heart and wanted to have a good talk with him.

　　He said in a hoarse voice: "This king does not want to hurt you. As long as you tell me who that person is, this king will never blame you."

　　"..."

　　Shen Mian still frowned and said, "Shen Huai doesn't understand what the prince said."

　　The man nodded calmly, and suddenly, his eyes became extremely fierce. He grabbed Shen Mian's fair wrist and dragged her into his arms.

　　He approached Shen Mian, stared at those two particularly beautiful cherry lips, and whispered: "This king wants to know who loves you. Your lips can't be swollen by yourself."

　　Shen Mian looked at him, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, hiding grievances, disbelief, and indignation. He asked: "In the eyes of the prince, is Shen Huai such a person?"