Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 91 The Emperor x The Prime Minister's Daughter
Shen Juyuan refused to get up no matter what, and the little maid was too afraid to touch her, and finally left cursing.

When Shen Juyuan woke up, it was already bright outside, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Lu Chengyu standing beside the bed with a gloomy expression.

"You can sleep well."

Shen Juyuan glanced at him, said nothing, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After a night, her clothes were a little messy, Lu Chengyu was scalded by her inadvertently exposed cold white skin, and hurriedly looked away.

Shen Juyuan got up and put on her dress, the water red palace dress made in the Ming Dynasty looked extravagant on her body.

When Lu Chengyu saw her wearing red, he remembered the sword she stabbed him two months ago during his wedding, and his face became even more gloomy.

"Shen Juyuan, why did you resist the edict this morning?"

Shen Juyuan: "Back to the emperor, the servants are sick and cannot touch cold water."

Lu Chengyu: "The imperial doctor said that you are fine."

"The servant girl knows her own body better than the imperial physician."

Lu Chengyu gritted his teeth: "Then what do you think, there are no idlers in the palace."

"Why don't the emperor let the servants out of the palace..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Lu Chengyu yelled again as he spoke, his eyes were red and he looked like he was about to get sick.

Obviously she didn't say anything, Shen Juyuan looked away wearily, not wanting to look at Lu Chengyu who seemed to be suffering from rabies, so he bypassed him and went to wash himself.

Lu Chengyu hated her indifferent appearance so much, as if he was a clown in front of her, his chest heaved violently for a while, tried to calm down, and walked to Shen Juyuan who was washing his face.

"You still want to go out of the palace? Shen Juyuan, do you know that your Shen family is living a life that is worse than death in the imperial prison?"

"I kindly allocated the palace for you to cultivate your body, but you still want to leave the palace..."

Shen Juyuan paused slightly while holding the handkerchief, and just as Lu Chengyu finished speaking, he threw the handkerchief back into the tub.

Her skin was fair and beautiful after washing, her eyebrows were clear and moving, her brows were picturesque and her lips were slightly pursed. She had a gentle, dignified, proud and noble face.

She stared fixedly at this familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of her, her eyes were full of emotions, her back was as straight as a bamboo, and she seemed to be confronting him.

Lu Chengyu's heart ached from her stubborn and quiet gaze, but he didn't want to show timidity in front of Shen Juyuan, so he looked back even more coldly.

His heart has already softened, but his mouth is still hard: "Could it be that what I said is wrong? Not only the Shen family, but even Ling Wang Lu Chengye was tortured to death by me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him suddenly kneel down and performed a standard kowtow.

"My servant thanked the emperor for his great kindness."

Shen Juyuan lowered his eyebrows and looked extremely respectful.

After the ceremony, she raised her head to look at Lu Chengyu, whose face was so gloomy that she was about to drip water. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Is the emperor satisfied?"

A soft knife hurts the most.

Lu Chengyu was dressed in a golden dragon robe, with an indescribable power and aura. He looked at Shen Juyuan who was kneeling in front of him with gloomy eyebrows.

He bent down and lifted Shen Juyuan's chin with his hand, his eyes were dark: "Shen Juyuan, are you blaming me?"

Shen Juyuan used to be the prime minister's daughter, and also known as the most talented woman in the capital, so she naturally developed a little pride.

She turned her head away from Lu Chengyu's hand, pursed her lips and did not speak.

Seeing her like this, Lu Chengyu felt as if a fire was burning in his heart: "Why do you blame me, the person who stabbed me on the wedding night was you, Shen Juyuan, who shattered all your glory and wealth for the rest of your life It is also your own sword."

"It was you who didn't believe me, betrayed me, and imagined that I would kill you. Taking ten thousand steps back, if you were really open-minded at that time, why should you be afraid that I would settle accounts with you."

(End of this chapter)