Xiao Huayong was tall and had long legs. He was in a hurry and walked with big strides. It was impossible for Shen Xihe to catch up with him.
From his tall figure walking hurriedly to the corner of his clothes fluttering around the corner, it seemed like he disappeared from her sight in just a few blinks of an eye.
"Your Highness, it seems that the Crown Prince has returned to his bedroom." Zhenzhu followed Shen Xihe closely and glanced in the direction where Xiao Huayong disappeared.
Shen Xihe did not follow Xiao Huayong's path, but turned sideways and headed in another direction.
Although the temporary palace cannot be compared with the imperial palace, it is not small either. There are countless places Xiao Huayong can go, but Shen Xihe has an inexplicable certainty in his heart that Xiao Huayong will go to one place.
In Pinggu at the foot of the mountain, there is a clear stream. Within a hundred meters of the stream there is a forest of Pingzhong trees. It was Xiao Huayong who discovered it by chance, and then he took Shen Xihe there mysteriously.
The mountains extend like a screen, the water flows like a belt, and the blue sky looks like a mirror.
There are birds singing, flowers blooming, and colorful butterflies dancing; there are monkeys flying swiftly across branches, and there are eagles spreading their wings in the sky...
At this moment, looking at my reflection in the water, I saw a lonely figure standing with his hands behind his back.
A breeze blew in from the distant mountains, tugging at his clothes, making him look even colder and more distant than before.
He was angry, very angry.
Shen Xihe turned his head to glance at Zhenzhu. Zhenzhu understood and stopped, standing facing Tian Yuan on his left and right.
The hem of her gauze skirt gently caressed the grass. Shen Xihe walked silently to Xiao Huayong and stood beside him. She looked from afar to near and lowered her eyes to the two figures on the water. She looked at him in the water.
Xiao Huayong had been waiting for Shen Xihe to speak, but after waiting for an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have nothing to say to him and just stood quietly beside him.
Xiao Huayong, who had been holding himself upright, straightened his neck and tried hard to restrain his head, which turned towards Shen Xihe uncontrollably whenever he met her. However, his eyes could not help but turn to her side.
This scene was captured by Shen Xihe who was staring at the water, and she couldn't help but chuckle.
Hearing her laughter, Xiao Huayong realized that his little action was completely exposed in the water. His cheeks suddenly sank, and his anger turned into rage and shame. He turned around to go to the other side, but he felt a force on his sleeves.
He warned himself to break away from her and leave decisively, but his feet stopped instantly. This was by the stream. If he tried hard, she would not be able to keep herself steady and fall into the water. Would she catch a cold? Would she get hurt? Would she encounter a poisonous snake in the water
The endless worry, even if it was just imaginary, was enough to make him frightened. Xiao Huayong actually despised himself for being like this, but he couldn't change it, nor did he want to change it.
"It's my fault." Shen Xihe said softly, "Can you please stop being upset?"
Xiao Huayong was not acting, nor was he throwing a tantrum; he was truly hurt. The moment Shen Xihe said that An Zhengyi could enter the Eastern Palace, it was as if a sharp sword had pierced his heart, and the tight, stinging pain made him dizzy for a moment.
How could she, how could she use him as a bargaining chip, as a tool to protect the Shen family
He knew that she had been weighing the pros and cons before marrying him. He had been forcing her all along and it was his wishful thinking. He just hoped and begged her to treat him better.