Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Murong Xuan thought for a long time and decided to reach out and pat her on the back. Then he heard Shen Xiyue suddenly talk in pain in her sleep: "...It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

The voice sounded so pitiful and helpless that it made people's hearts ache when they heard it.

Murong Xuan suddenly seemed to have a clue as to what was going on, and instantly understood what she was regretting before.

He sighed, lay down on the bed next to her, reached out and held Shen Xiyue in his arms, wiped the tears from her face, and touched her forehead. When he found that it was no longer hot, a huge stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Even he didn't notice it.

Murong Xuan held Shen Xiyue in his arms and patted her back awkwardly. He felt that he looked like a wet nurse feeding a child, which was really a bit abnormal.

So he just hugged her and said, "...How could it be you who caused this? Fighting for the throne is a matter of life and death."

But how could Shen Xiyue in the dream hear these profound truths? She still had a frown on her face, full of pain and despair.

Murong Xuan raised his hand and scratched his head, feeling that he was really stupid.

He thought for a long time and finally came up with an idea. He imitated the way his mother coaxed him when he was a child, softened his voice, clamped his throat, and said carefully: "Yue'er is the best, don't blame Yue'er!"

Now Shen Xiyue seemed to understand.

The frown on her face relaxed, and even her breathing became much lighter. She carefully rubbed against his arms, which was her subconscious trust and dependence.

Murong Xuan: "......"

He didn't do anything, but he felt something soft approaching his chest, making his heart beat faster.

For a long time, Murong Xuan stared at the sleeping Shen Xiyue and swallowed hard: "...I am a man."

He moved the hand that was holding her, slid it down like a thief, hugged her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.

The huge web woven by the endless nightmare was instantly torn apart by a pair of gentle hands.

In an instant, both the voice scolding her and Qi Xun who had turned his head away disappeared into ashes.

In the midst of helpless despair, Shen Xiyue felt the warmth as if she were bathed in the sun, and heard that gentle voice: "...Don't blame Yue'er."

There was an unspeakable softness and protectiveness in his tone.

The overwhelming darkness and strange bloodiness in the dream vanished in an instant, leaving only pure white.

…She just felt at ease.

When Shen Xiyue opened her eyes again, the sky was just beginning to turn pale.

She was still weak, and her vision was blurry. She only felt that she was trapped in a warm place. She struggled a little uncomfortably, and the man's hoarse voice immediately sounded above her head:

"woke up?"

Shen Xiyue's whole body froze. Before she could react, Murong Xuan had already lowered his head and touched her with his forehead: "It's not hot anymore."

It was a very natural and intimate action.

Murong Xuan remembered that when he was sick as a child, his mother took care of him in this way.

Shen Xiyue was completely stunned and shrank back subconsciously.

Murong Xuan pulled her back into his arms: "It's not like we haven't slept together before, what are you afraid of?"

Shen Xiyue suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly tried to stand up from Murong Xuan's arms.

Murong Xuan chuckled: "...What a heartless woman."

Shen Xiyue: "......"

She could tell he was joking, but she didn't dare say anything. She remembered that he was very, very angry before she passed out.

Murong Xuan asked: "Do you still feel uncomfortable somewhere in your body?"

Shen Xiyue shook her head uncomfortably: "I'm fine...I..."

"Are you worried that you'll cause me trouble?" Murong Xuan suppressed his anger, his tone slightly gloomy.

Shen Xiyue nodded dejectedly: "Yes..."

She understood the truth and had read a lot of history books. When it comes to fighting for the throne, it's always a matter of life and death.

But she still couldn't let it go. It was because of her that he came to Jiangnan...

After Shen Xiyue said this, she saw Murong Xuan's face completely gloomy. That beautiful and flawless face was covered with a layer of terrifying gloom. Without saying anything, she stood up and left the bedroom.

Shen Xiyue sighed, and then she realized that not only was she sleeping in Murong Xuan's bed, but the clothes she was wearing were no longer the guard's clothes she had worn before.

The soft pajamas seemed to remind her what happened when she was unconscious...

Her cheeks turned red instantly and she felt so ashamed that she couldn't face anyone. She pulled the quilt over and buried herself in it.

Murong Xuan saw this scene when he came in. He frowned and said, "You don't want to see me?"

Shen Xiyue had no choice but to quickly pull down the quilt, revealing a pair of eyes that dared not look at him. In shame, she held on to the last glimmer of hope and asked him: "Your Highness, was it... was it Shuangye who changed my pajamas...?"

There was a hint of teasing in Murong Xuan's eyes, and his sight traced her figure on the quilt——

Shen Xiyue understood immediately, reached out and pulled the quilt over, buried herself in it again, her voice began to tremble: "...you, you..."

She kept saying "you" for a while but couldn't figure out what she meant.

Murong Xuan was about to laugh: "What?"

Shen Xiyue quickly said: "I am grateful for your care, Your Highness."

"Thank you?" Murong Xuan raised his eyebrows, suddenly leaned over, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt away from her face.

He just stared at her with an oppressive attitude, and Shen Xiyue swallowed nervously.

There was some unconscious joy in Murong Xuan's voice, but his words were a warning: "If you know how to be grateful, then stay by my side and don't say anything that will make me unhappy, okay?"

"......" Shen Xiyue bit her lip, thinking that since she had a mouth, she had to make it clear: "......I didn't speak yesterday because I saw so much blood and was a little frightened. I was even more angry at myself for asking you to take this errand and causing you to get hurt.

When I say I regret, I don’t mean I regret following you…but I regret…”

She took a deep breath: "...I regret getting you into trouble."

Murong Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Implicate?"