The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 101: Just a Chance Encounter
As she was thinking, she felt disturbed and the inexplicable panic in her heart became more severe. But looking at the person in front of her, she knew very well that this was one of the few opportunities for her to find out the whole story, and she did not want to give up.

Looking at the gentle and jade-like Gongshu Beicheng in front of her, Lin Mowan calmed down her mind, chuckled, and said, "Your Highness, forgive my abruptness, I always feel like I know Your Highness."

Hearing this, Gongshu Tingyue's hand holding the cup paused slightly, his expression gradually became worried, the cup that was brought to his mouth also stopped immediately, he put it down gently with some hesitation, and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Lin Mowan seemed to believe her guess more and more. She was eager to know the answer from the other party: "So, Your Highness..."

"Okay." Before Lin Mowan finished her words, Gongshu Beicheng took the initiative to interrupt her. Facing her puzzled look, Gongshu Beicheng paused for a moment before continuing, "I see that the young lady doesn't look well. I'll take her back to her room to rest."

He seemed to be deliberately avoiding the topic, which Lin Mowan could clearly feel. She was confused and wanted to ask something else, but the other party had already stood up.

Lin Mowan also knew that this meant that he had no intention of continuing the conversation, so she could only give up awkwardly and get up to walk towards the room with him.

When she reached the door of the room, Lin Mowan glanced at the open door, still a little hesitant or reluctant, but Uncle Beicheng spoke first: "Miss, have a good rest. I won't go in. It's not appropriate for both reason and emotion."

Lin Mowan nodded, and did not force it, but still said unwillingly: "I always feel that I am very compatible with His Highness. I wonder if there will be a chance to see you again in the future."

Gongshu Beicheng's eyes were full of tenderness, and he promised with a smile: "Of course, I can't guarantee it for others, but if the girl wants to see me, I can do it anytime."

After a brief greeting, Lin Mowan watched Gongshu Beicheng walk a certain distance away before she turned back. The expectations in her heart gradually faded away, and she turned and went into the house.

As soon as she stepped into the room, Lin Mowan raised her eyes, and her sight seemed to be immediately attracted. She subconsciously felt her heart sink, and even her steps stopped. The person sitting in the room was Shen Weiyuan.

For some reason, looking at the man calmly drinking tea in the room, a sense of guilt came over her. After a moment of silence, she calmed herself down. After reacting, Lin Mowan immediately turned around and closed the door. The first thought in her mind was whether he had heard anything just now.

Thinking about this, she felt a little guilty, so she could only bite the bullet and walk into the house, greeting as usual: "Second Master."

This time, Shen Weiyuan's gaze quickly moved away from the tree and fell on Lin Mowan who was standing below. His tone was still calm: "Where have you been? Why are you back so late?"

His tone was not harsh, and even anger could not be heard. Lin Mowan didn't know if it was because of her guilty conscience, but she felt that he must have heard what she had just said to Gongshu Beicheng, so he was a little angry.

After thinking for a while, she told the truth: "I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk. I met His Royal Highness Prince Guangning by chance. He was afraid that I would be unsafe alone, so he sent me back."

Her explanation was very reasonable. Shen Weiyuan didn't say anything. He just looked at her with deep eyes for a long time before putting down the book in his hand and motioning her to come over.

Seeing this, Lin Mowan felt relieved and quickly put her hand into his palm, walked around the table, came to his side, and sat down obediently.

"Do you know each other?" Shen Weiyuan's tone was relatively calm. Lin Mowan looked at him and answered cautiously: "No, we just met by chance."

After Shen Weiyuan heard this, he stopped talking again. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief. He originally didn't want to pursue the matter, but when he thought of Lin Mowan's expectant tone just now saying that she would meet him again next time, Shen Weiyuan felt like a huge stone was blocking his heart.

He didn't say anything, and Lin Mowan didn't dare to move. She just lowered her head thoughtfully. But suddenly, Shen Weiyuan let go of her hand, pinched her chin unexpectedly, and forced her to look up.

Lin Mowan was startled by his sudden action and did not dare to struggle. She let him pinch her cheeks and press his tiger's mouth against her chin, causing her to lean forward uncontrollably.

She looked at him in fear and confusion. Before she could ask anything, he frowned and stared at her with deep eyes. He was a little angry, but his tone was as calm as possible.

"My young master, I don't like you getting too close to him," he said, raising his chin, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he was claiming sovereignty: "Did you hear me clearly?"

The strength in his hand slightly increased, and Lin Mowan quickly said: "I, I understand."

Hearing this, he let go of her hand with satisfaction, but the anger on his face still did not subside. Lin Mowan knelt beside him, not caring about the pain on her face, and carefully observed his expression. Only when she saw that he seemed to have eased up did she dare to move forward and personally poured a cup of tea to apologize.

Looking at the cup she handed over, Shen Weiyuan hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it. Then he calmed down a little, as if trying to control his temper, and then said, "He is not as simple as he looks. Don't get close to him easily. Once you are entangled by him, it will be difficult to get away. Do you understand?"

He seemed to be explaining to her and comforting her at the same time. Lin Mowan didn't understand his actions in her heart, but she didn't dare to show any doubt on her face, and nodded quickly: "Yes, I understand."

Seeing this, although Shen Weiyuan drank the tea, he still looked angry and worried. Lin Mowan hesitated for a moment, took the initiative to step forward, gently took his arm, and pressed the softness of her chest against him.

Seeing that his eyes dimmed a little when he looked at her, he just looked at her deeply, like a wolf that might pounce on her at any time, with a hint of cruelty and restraint in his eyes.

Lin Mowan took the initiative to say: "I know I was wrong, Second Master, please don't be angry with me, I will never do this again in the future."

As she spoke, her slender white hands gently stroked his chest, slowly moving across his body through the thin layer of clothing. She could even clearly feel his slightly heavier breathing and the increasingly labored rise and fall of his chest.

Seeing that he did not refuse, she dared to be a little bolder. She leaned against him and slowly raised herself up, moving closer to him, and slowly moved her hand that was on his chest down.

When her hand was about to touch somewhere, he suddenly grabbed her hand. Lin Mowan's expression froze. She was about to touch his lips, but was frightened by his sudden action and shrank back. A trace of fear subconsciously flashed in her eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at him cautiously, feeling aggrieved and confused, but she dared not move again.

Neither of them spoke as their eyes met. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, put it around her slender waist, and lifted her up from her position, forcing her to turn around and sit in his arms.

He held her waist with one hand, forcing her soft body against him, and his other hand was already gently holding her ankle.