I have suffered enough in my previous life, my cousin will never marry me

Chapter 146 You Only Treat Me as a Courtesan

This person had only gone out for a short while, but when he came back, he seemed like a completely different person. Ye Wanshu was quite puzzled.

"Your Highness, you didn't suffer a loss in Miss Zhao's room, did you?" Ye Wanshu asked speculatively.

Otherwise, she couldn't understand why this person had suddenly become so cautious.

Fu Mingchi lowered his eyes slightly. After all, this was not something that could be discussed openly, but Wan'er was about to become his wife, and he knew he shouldn't hide it from her.

After dismissing Zhu Wencai and the two maids, Fu Mingchi replied truthfully, "I'm afraid my cousin has been misled by the Zhenfu Envoy and is trying to do something despicable. But Wan'er, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Although he phrased it tactfully, Ye Wanshu understood perfectly.

Thinking back to her struggle with Ji Ningxi in the Ji family, which ultimately led to her becoming Prince Qi's concubine, Ye Wanshu couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration when she looked at the person in front of her.

To be able to remain calm and composed even when betrayed is something I can hardly match.

Having tasted the bitterness of that aphrodisiac, Ye Wanshu knew all too well how agonizing it was.

After carefully examining Fu Mingchi from head to toe, Ye Wanshu reached out and pinched his angular face, asking with some concern, "Are you alright? Or do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Seeing her strange look, Fu Mingchi frowned speechlessly.

"what are you thinking."

Fu Mingchi smiled and gently grasped her retreating wrist: "In this world, apart from Wan'er, it's not so easy for anyone else to scheme against or take advantage of me."

"Does Your Highness regret it? It's not too late to regret it now."

Ye Wanshu met his gaze, her bright eyes flashing with a hint of provocation.

"Of course I regret it," Fu Mingchi said with a faint smile. "I regret not meeting Wan'er sooner, which caused Wan'er to suffer so many years of hardship in vain."

The full forehead gently pressed against Ye Wanshu's forehead, and the warmth that reached deep into her heart made her heart flutter.

She had to admit that every time she looked him in the eye, she easily fell into his gentle embrace.

It seems to be innate, requiring no deliberate effort to captivate.

She used to treat it as a game and didn't care at all, but ever since she decided to marry him, Ye Wanshu has become anxious and uneasy.

They worried that he would fall into a long coma again, that they couldn't defeat the Gu family, and that all of this was just a flash in the pan.

Right now, all she wants to do is cherish every moment they spend together.

"Fu Mingchi," Ye Wanshu murmured softly, "I want to kiss you properly."

"Huh?" Fu Mingchi was taken aback.

Before I could react, I felt a pair of soft lips gently press against my eyes, then slowly slide towards my lips.

It's hard to imagine what kind of soul resides deep within such a gentle and obedient woman.

She may be described as unrestrained, but she was willing to jump from the city wall of the Zhenfu Division to escape the Gu brothers, preferring to die rather than live in dishonor.

She could be described as gentle and dignified, but she seemed to be completely unrefined in front of me.

"Wan'er, what kind of person are you?" Fu Mingchi stared blankly at her.

Ye Wanshu smiled gently: "Someone you can't figure out."

Fu Mingchi gently cupped her cheeks with his long, slender fingers, his eyes full of doting affection, and said, "Then I won't guess."

Seeing the clear, bright look in her eyes, which seemed to have lost some of the aloofness and perfunctoriness of the past, Fu Mingchi was very satisfied. His dark eyes were filled with deep affection, and he said in a gentle and tender voice, "I like Wan'er like this now, as if I can feel her living in Wan'er's heart."

Ye Wanshu pursed her lips somewhat casually: "Then Your Highness, have you thought it through? Living in my heart is very expensive."

"Then I will dedicate my entire life and give my all to live there forever," Fu Mingchi said with a faint smile.

His beautiful eyes rippled with tenderness as he smiled, and Ye Wanshu was mesmerized. She bit his upturned lips again, kissing him greedily and deeply.

When her fingers inadvertently touched his hard, bulging chest, a strong impulse rose rapidly from the depths of her heart. Just as she was about to explore further, Fu Mingchi suddenly stopped her.

“Wan’er, you…” Fu Mingchi hesitated as he looked at her restless little hands.

Ye Wanshu quickly shook her head with a calm expression: "Oh, I didn't mean to."

Fu Mingchi nodded, then stood up somewhat embarrassed.

He glanced at the half-eaten bowl of noodles on the table and asked hesitantly, "Wan'er, would you like some more?"

Ye Wanshu glanced at him quietly, then shook her head and said, "No, I'm full."

"Then you should get some rest."

A flicker of panic crossed Fu Mingchi's calm face. Without making a sound, he turned around, quickly opened the door, and strode out.

Seeing him so shy for the first time, Ye Wanshu couldn't help but secretly cover her mouth and laugh.

It turned out that this person was even more sensitive than I was, and not one to be easily provoked; he had cracked the skin just from touching him.

When Chunhong and Xingtao came in, they saw their young lady with a mischievous grin on her face, which was quite different from the prince who had run away. Chunhong asked curiously, "Miss, what's wrong with His Highness? He seemed to be in a hurry. Did something happen?"

"Perhaps he was tired and wanted to go back to rest early," Ye Wanshu casually replied.

Xingtao sensed something was amiss and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Miss, you're not bullying His Highness, are you?"

"Nonsense," Ye Wanshu refused to admit, "He is the dignified ruler of Yuezhou, who can bully him?"

“That’s true,” Xingtao nodded thoughtfully. “Then, Miss, I’ll go prepare some hot water for you. You should take a bath and rest early, as we have to get up early to travel tomorrow.”

"Okay," Ye Wanshu replied softly, and went to the inner room to pack her luggage.

After fleeing in a panic, Fu Mingchi returned to his dormitory and took a while to calm down and recover from the tension.

Zhu Wencai, bewildered, silently watched the prince until he was sure he was alright, then cautiously asked, "Your Highness, what happened to you? How did you end up getting yourself into trouble while eating a bowl of noodles with Miss Ye?"

Fu Mingchi pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up at him: "Zhu Wencai, do you think Miss Ye is truly willing to marry me this time?"

"Why is Your Highness suddenly asking such a question?"

Zhu Wencai was somewhat confused, but could only answer him based on his own judgment: "In the past, I would never have thought that Miss Ye was sincere. Either she had ulterior motives or she wanted to get rid of the Gu brothers by using His Highness. But this time, His Highness was injured, and I truly admire Miss Ye's determination."

At this point, he sighed with embarrassment, "If it weren't for Miss Ye's insistence on protecting His Highness, His Highness might have been harmed by my momentary lapse in judgment."

Fu Mingchi nodded suspiciously.

He had naturally seen everything that girl had done for him this time.

However, her way of getting along with herself was always different from others. Even when she got along with the top scholar, she was said to treat him with respect. But when she was with me, she treated me like the "flower queen" she talked about, teasing and flirting with me at will, rather than treating me as her future husband.

"Could it be that I lack the integrity of a scholar, and am only fit to be teased by a courtesan?" Fu Mingchi murmured to himself.