Shen Shen Shen doesn't pursue men, only money

Chapter 175 Shen·Fox·God of Gods

The carriage of Prince Zhu of the Zhongqin Palace creaked and squeaked as it drove along the streets of the capital city in the last rays of the setting sun. In the carriage sat Prince Zhu and Miss Shen Er.

Just now, after saying goodbye to Master Xie from Jixian Teahouse, Zhu Yanxiao sent Shen Shenshen back to the Marquis' Mansion. Of course, it was Liu Shui's duty to tell Miss Shen Er that the stupid girl was sitting in the Marquis's carriage and following behind the Prince's Mansion: let the stupid girl take the Marquis's carriage back to the mansion first to wait for the master.

Zhu Yanxiao was in a better mood because of his chance encounter with Shen Shenshen today, but he was also jealous because she pleaded for Mu Yejun. The man and the woman sat in silence in the carriage, without any trace of the intimacy of one hugging the other leaning on the other's arms.

"Ziyuan." It was her fault. Shen Shenshen had always been able to assess the situation and put profit above all else. She took the initiative to speak: "Ziyuan, do you want to come to Qinghua Garden tonight?" Her beautiful eyes blinked at the man sitting opposite her.

Zhu Yanxiao's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he was overwhelmed by jealousy again. He said coldly: "This prince has something to do tonight."

"What needs to be done at night? Unless you are looking for another woman, the gods will not believe it."

The prince continued to be angry: "Miss Shen, do you think that I will not look for other women?"

Shen Shenshen rolled her eyes and immediately put on a sad look: "We haven't even gotten married yet, and Ziyuan already has another woman... Forget it, I am not worthy of interfering in the prince's affairs. I just hope that the prince will take care of himself, be moderate in his work, and don't overindulge himself and affect the official duties of the court tomorrow." After saying that, she took out a wrinkled handkerchief that she hadn't used for 800 years from her sleeve pocket, exaggeratedly pressed the corners of her eyes that were empty of tears, and said sadly: "I am so miserable. I have only been happy with the prince for a few days, and he has a new love. No wonder they say you only hear the new people laugh, but never see the old people cry. Whatever, whatever."

"You..." Zhu Yanxiao laughed out of anger after hearing her sarcastic muttering: "There are too many women who admire this prince, and I also felt that what Miss Shen said just now was very reasonable. From today on, this prince can find a woman every night, but it is more important to take care of your health."

"Oh my god, you look for a woman to have sex with every day. Woohoo, my Lord, don't you care about your feelings for me at all?"

"It seems that Second Miss Shen also pleaded for other men in front of this prince just now. It turns out that Second Miss is so considerate of her feelings for this prince."

"Haha, I knew it." Shen Shen rolled his eyes inwardly. Sure enough, Yan Xiao, the jealous one, was jealous again because he pleaded for Mu Yejun.

"My Lord, is it too late for me to apologize now?"

She looked pitiful, with a handkerchief against her chin, looking at Zhu Yanxiao hesitantly, but the handkerchief was so wrinkled that it made Shen Shenshen's "performance" look funny and cute.

Zhu Yanxiao looked at her pretending to amuse him, and tried to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise. His expression was still cold as he said, "Second Miss Shen, it's too late."

"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu, wuwuwu. It seems that my concubine and the prince have missed each other after all."

While pretending to wipe her tears with a wrinkled handkerchief to block her sight, she secretly glanced at the place outside the car curtain. Well, we will soon arrive at the Marquis' Mansion.

Shen Shenshen wore a moon-white cross-collared long dress today, tied up her waist with a sky-blue belt, and wore a sky-blue cloud silk cloak. After getting on the carriage, she untied the cloak and put it aside. At this time, she glanced at Zhu Yanxiao, only to see the handsome prince leaning on the carriage with his head raised and his eyes closed. He probably didn't want to talk to her anymore.

The two did not speak again.

Zhu Yanxiao hadn't heard any movement from the woman sitting opposite him for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw a picture of a beautiful lady.

The beautiful girl stared out the window quietly, as if isolated from the world. Her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of sadness and confusion. She bent her knees slightly and stepped lightly on the carriage bench, her movements were graceful and natural. Her slender hands gently wrapped around her bent knees, as if protecting a precious treasure. Because she sat sideways, her long skirt was inadvertently lifted slightly, revealing a section of her snow-white and delicate ankles and calves, which aroused endless reverie.

It was the chrysanthemum month of late autumn, and the cool breeze at night blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, constantly blowing the black hair on the girl's temples. The strands of hair sometimes gently stroked her chin, sometimes gently touched her delicate cheeks, and sometimes playfully brushed across her red lips that were as delicate and beautiful as petals.

The hair also swept across Zhu Yanxiao's heart.

The prince's eyes were fixed on the girl and he couldn't move them away, his Adam's apple rolling up and down uncontrollably.

Just at this moment, Xingyun's voice sounded from outside the car: "Prince, Second Miss Shen, we have arrived at the Marquis An's Mansion."

Shen Shenshen withdrew her gaze from the window, put down her feet, picked up the Tianshui Biyun silk cloak on the other side of the bench and put it on. Then she saw a pair of slender fingers with distinct knuckles stretched out to her, carefully tying the cloak straps for her.

She raised her eyes to look at the owner of the slender fingers, only to see the man's long eyelashes drooping slightly as he carefully tied her cloak.

Shen Shen raised his chin and pecked Zhu Yanxiao lightly on the face. When the prince paused to retract his fingers, he gave him a fleeting bright smile and turned to get out of the carriage.

Zhu Yanxiao stayed in the carriage, looking down at his fingers, unable to suppress the smile on his face: The little fox's methods of seducing him are endless, she is really a vixen. But, this prince enjoys it very much.

After returning to the Marquis An's Mansion, Miss Shen went to the main courtyard to report her safety to Madam Shen as usual.

Although the second daughter has been out of the house every day recently, she returns home early. The servants reported that the carriage that the second Miss Shen took back home was either the carriage of the Marquis's Mansion or the carriage of Prince Zhu of Prince Zhong's Mansion. Mrs. Shen gradually felt relieved and stopped asking questions. After dinner today, she left the house and saw that her daughter came back early. She was satisfied and gave her a few instructions before letting her go back to her own yard to have a good rest.

Although she was sure that Xiao Zhu would come to her room tonight, Shen Shenshen returned to Qinghua Xiaoyuan and still opened the door of her bedroom with some trepidation. She saw her beloved man sitting in a familiar position next to the coffee table, casually flipping through the books she usually read to pass the time in the bright candlelight in the room.

Shen Shen quickened his pace and came behind the prince, half-bent over and put his arms around his neck, lowered his face, and said in a sweet voice: "Ziyuan, have you missed Shen Shen today?"

Zhu Yanxiao laughed: "If I remember correctly, I just met Miss Shen half a cup of tea ago."

"Oh, that's really boring. Answer me now, have you thought about it?"

Zhu Yanxiao stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and then pulled Shenshen, who was hugging him from behind, to the front, half hugging and half hugging her to sit on his legs. He raised his face and stared at Shenshen, his beautiful phoenix eyes surging with ink, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Does Shenshen miss me today?"

She did not answer, but sat on Zhu Yanxiao's lap, raised her hands to gently embrace that handsome face, and lowered her head to kiss the lips she had longed for.

The two of them kissed each other passionately, and used their bodies to express their longing and love for each other after not seeing each other for five days.

This story was crazy. It started with taking off all the clothes beside the coffee table, then sticking them to the wall, then to the bed, then to the bathtub, and back to the bed.

On a night in late autumn when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, magpies flew south. In the blue and white garden of the Anbo Marquis's mansion, besides the rustling sound of the osmanthus tree that the master loved the most in the yard, the master was also in her boudoir, lingering with her beloved man all night long.

Well, the next day, Lu Hen followed the prince's instructions and went to the main courtyard to find Madam Shen again with fear: "Madam, the second young lady felt very unwell after returning to the courtyard last night. It seems that she caught a cold. Today, she has a severe headache and cannot get up. She can't go to Daishan Court to perform filial piety. Please forgive me, Madam."

"I understand. I don't believe her excuse of catching a cold. She is just being cunning and doesn't want to fulfill her filial duty. Well, let her rest. Luhen, you must serve her well." If Madam Shen believed the lies of this maid, then she would be the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion in vain.

Lu Hen was sweating profusely, and after responding obediently, she hurried back to the courtyard. She was not stupid. As a personal maid, she could hear more or less the noises in the second lady's room every night, but she dared not say a word. If the lady knew about it, the grass on her grave would be as tall as her by this time next year.

Alas, the Second Miss and Prince Zhu should get married quickly. You can stay in bed for two or three days after the wedding. She really didn't want to live in fear every day, afraid that the Madam or other people with ulterior motives in the mansion would find out that the Second Miss and Prince Zhu were already married.

The 'culprit' Miss Shen was sleeping soundly on the bed in her boudoir with a sweet smile on her face.