The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 7 Not That Kind of Person
Ye Jinchen was stunned for a moment, and let her grab him, his eyes a little embarrassed.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment. He looked closely at her eyebrows, eyes, and facial features. When he saw her bloodless lips, he felt a little reluctant.

Originally a healthy and lively girl, her beautiful lips should be as red as cherry petals. It has been like this since the first time I saw her.

It was the same today when he lost control and came to San Sheng Tang, pushed her against the door, pinched her neck, and kissed her fiercely.

Ok?
His pupils suddenly shrank and he became petrified in an instant, as if there was a roar of thunder in his head.

When did he do that to her? ! Why did he have no memory of it? !

More ambiguous scenes emerged in his mind, and Ye Jinchen's heart beat rapidly.

No wonder there were so many slap marks on his face. So many things happened yesterday and he hadn't had time to settle the score with her yet. He didn't expect that he was the one who was in the wrong first.

He suddenly took a step back, but Yun Qing, who was in a coma, turned over and put his hand on her cold cheek. Feeling the burning temperature of his palm, she rubbed it greedily.

Ye Jinchen swallowed and looked at her slightly furrowed brows, revealing her uneasiness, as if she would lose everything if she lost him.

He did not struggle again, but his back was stiff and straight, as if he had lost all ability to think, and he turned his eyes away and no longer looked at her.

The dream has a hazy beauty.

Yun Qing stayed on the bed in the marquis's mansion for a while. When he heard the birds singing on the branches outside the window in the morning light, he slowly got up.

Hearing some noise outside the house, I opened the door and saw my father's aged figure practicing sword in the courtyard.

Whenever she met her father in her dreams, she was always happy.

She raised the corners of her lips slightly and walked closer slowly, then she heard Sheng Yuting shouting angrily: "Damn Ye Jinchen! I can never coexist with you!"

Yun Qing was choked by his saliva and coughed violently, saying, "Daddy, why are you cursing Ye Jinchen for no reason?"

When Sheng Yuting heard Yun Qing's voice, he was so stunned that he dropped the sword in his hand. He turned around hurriedly, supported her arm, looked her up and down, and said, "Oh, my poor little thing, are you okay? Is it hurting anywhere?"

Yun Qing sighed helplessly and said, "Daddy, you forgot again that it doesn't hurt in dreams."

Sheng Yuting's eyes were filled with tears. He held her in his arms and said, "Daddy is worried about you. Tell me, it was so dangerous last night. What should we do if something really goes wrong?"

Yun Qing bit her lip awkwardly and muttered guiltily, "Su Lan is such a jerk. She just makes you worry about nothing..."

Sheng Yuting was furious and said, "How dare you say that! You hid such a big thing from me, and you even coaxed me to sleep last night and locked me up. Are you going to make Daddy's ghost angry to death?"

Yun Qing raised her hand and patted his back to comfort him. She took him to the swing under the tree and sat him down. She pushed the swing for him and said, "Oh, my daughter is fine now. She hasn't even entered the Marquis' Mansion yet. How could I die before that stinky girl?"

Sheng Yuting snorted and said, "It's fine if you deal with Jinxiu, but why bother about the life and death of that brat?"

Yun Qing smiled maliciously and said, "I kept Ye Jinchen for a purpose. Dad, please don't worry about my affairs. I can take care of myself."

Ye Jinchen glanced at Yun Qing who was sleeping on the bed, then opened the brocade box beside her, revealing an exquisite smoky blue pear blossom jade hairpin.

At dawn, Su Lan asked someone to bring this thing over, saying that it was something Yun Qing always carried with him and could not leave. It was strange that Yun Qing, who often broke out in cold sweats in the middle of the night, slept much more peacefully with this jade hairpin close to him, and smiled from time to time, feeling very at ease.

He picked up the jade hairpin and looked at it carefully. It was exquisitely crafted.

Suddenly, the jade hairpin seemed to have light flowing. He frowned and took a closer look. A burning temperature passed through his fingers. He subconsciously let go of it, and the hairpin fell on the soft bedding.

He picked it up in disbelief and took another look at it. This time the temperature was freezing cold again, and his fingertips were almost covered with frost.

After studying it for a while, he put the hairpin back into the box and didn't touch it anymore.

This girl looked very strange. Her face was clearly as pale as death last night. He thought she would need to rest for at least ten days or half a month. But after just one night, her face was now rosy and her lips had returned to their healthy bright red color.

After Yun Qing and Sheng Yuting waved goodbye, they slowly woke up from their dreams, their long eyelashes fluttering.

It was very different from the relaxed feeling in the dream. As soon as Yun Qing woke up, she felt a little exhausted. There was a constant supply of nourishing energy flowing into her body from the right side, and her physical strength was constantly recovering.

She stood up by propping herself up on the bed and looked around. The bed was made of carved golden nanmu wood, and the soft gauze curtains swayed gently with the wind blowing in through the window pane.

She rubbed her temple and said, "This is not my room, what is it?"

"Prince Ye's Palace."

Hearing a voice coming from the right, Yun Qing turned around and saw Ye Jinchen, dressed in a noble black suit, sitting on a pear wood chair at the head of her bed.

He sat stiffly all night, with some marks of yesterday's slap still remaining on his handsome face. His delicate eyes were bloodshot and he looked as if he had lost all desire to live.

She lost consciousness after she asked Su Lan to call him last night. She had no idea what was going on now.

Seeing him sitting beside her bed, Yun Qing was startled and sat up suddenly, saying, "How dare you, you idiot, peek at me sleeping!"

Hearing this, Ye Jinchen glared at her unhappily, his voice hoarse, as if he had lost all his strength and means: "Let me go first."

Yun Qingyi lowered her head. She didn't know when she had held his hand. As if she had a virus, she hurriedly shook it off, rubbed her hands, hugged her chest and moved back, saying, "Why would I hold your hand?"

"You covet my beauty." Ye Jinchen, who had not slept all night, had red eyes. He was not as high-spirited as usual, and there was a sense of unspeakable grievance.

"Puh, puh, puh!" Yun Qing screamed, raised his finger and pointed at his nose, and said loudly, "I was staying in my Sansheng Hall, and it was you who forcibly abducted me. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Ye Jinchen gritted his teeth in anger, raised his hand and held her finger that was pointing at him, and said, "You ungrateful ungrateful bastard, if I hadn't seen that you were dying and your enemies were coming to Sanshengtang and you couldn't handle it, why would I have taken you in?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes to look at her who was in his hand and hurriedly let go.

Yun Qing frowned and looked at him, with suspicion in her eyes. She moved closer to him, stared into his eyes, and said, "Are you really just helping me? You're not taking advantage of me?"

Ye Jinchen was frightened by her stare. When he thought of what happened yesterday, he would feel hot if he looked at her for one more second. He turned his head away and said, "I am not that kind of person!"

(End of this chapter)