The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and delicate, and the abstinent boss pinches her waist and

Chapter 36 I Know It’s You

Su Xingmian drank one cup after another quickly and anxiously. In less than ten minutes, her bright eyes became hazy and blurred, and her fair and delicate cheeks were slightly flushed.

She leaned forward, a drunken smile hanging faintly on her lips. She was clearly smiling, but looking at her profile, Sheng Yuheng could see a little ripple and infinite loneliness in her hazy eyes.

"Can you please stop drinking?"

He gently held her wrist as she picked up the cup again, and deliberately slowed down his voice, pulling her closer with a bit of unconscious tenderness.

The faint scent of sandalwood mixed with the smell of alcohol filled Su Xingmian's nose. She shook her head, and under the catalysis of alcohol, she bravely raised her head slowly and rubbed the man's chin like a kitten.

"Yes, I can't drink anymore. It's time to go home."

As the hair rubbed against each other, Sheng Yuheng felt a tingling sensation in his chest, and even his legs felt a little weak.

"I send you."

"No, no," Su Xingmian hastily refused. "I... I just remembered that I need to exercise! I ate too much today. Yes, I need to burn off the calories."

What she said was incoherent, but her brain couldn't react as fast as her mouth. When she went downstairs and felt the cool breeze, she woke up for a moment and realized what a stupid thing she had done.

Su Xingmian patted his rusty head, tightened his shawl around himself, and walked away with a tragic look on his face.

Sheng Yuheng silently put a coat on her and walked behind her not too far away.

Neither of them spoke.

In the silent night, the crisp sound of high heels and the sound of breeze blowing fallen leaves came one after another, but gradually, the wind blew faster and faster, and the sound of high heels became increasingly chaotic.

Su Xingmian didn't realize that she was drunk. She just felt that the tree in front of her was spinning back and forth, making her dizzy and a little nauseous.

She simply didn't walk, took off her shoes, walked barefoot on the ground, hugged her legs like a child, sat on the steps, and curled up into a ball.

"The weather is cold, it's easy to catch a cold. Let's go home." Sheng Yuheng half-knelt on the ground, put her feet on his legs, covered them with clothes, and patiently coaxed her softly.

Su Xingmian looked up, and was intoxicated by the gentleness between his eyebrows. She blinked her dry eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the uncontrollable bitterness spread from her heart, and tears kept falling.

"Sheng Yuheng..." She shook her head, "No, Sheng Jue, I know it's you!"

Sheng Yuheng panicked, an indescribable heartache washed over him like a tide. He stretched out his hand, only to feel his palm burning hot.

"From the moment you handed me candy on the variety show, I was certain. But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if I break this window paper, you'll hate me... No matter which world I'm in, I have no relatives left. I don't dare to take the risk."

She sobbed and spoke incoherently. She could not forget what the woman said in her ear before she died in her previous life.

She said, "Su Xingmian, since you are about to die, I will be kind enough to tell you this. When you were fifteen, you were assassinated in the suburbs of Beijing. It was Sheng Jue from the Sheng Palace who saved you.

It's a pity that he was seriously injured and was sent out of the capital for medical treatment that day. The emperor took advantage of the situation and claimed the credit for it.

As expected, you fool actually believed it. When your savior's life was hanging by a thread, you were already in love with the mastermind behind the scenes. Tell me, is this funny?

It was indeed ridiculous. He risked his life just to save her, but she...

So, even if they met again, in her repeated attempts without giving up, she looked at his exposed flaws with contradiction and awkwardness, gritted her teeth and swallowed all the bitterness, trying hard not to expose him.

"How could I hate you?"

Thousands of words turned into a sigh, Sheng Yuheng leaned over and gently took the crying Zhenbao into his arms.

Didn't he think so too?
All he saw was a cold corpse, and the love that had never been expressed had never received a single response.

He was afraid that his sudden approach would scare her, so he could only stay by her side silently, hoping that she would gradually accept his presence.

"Let's go home first. I'll explain it to you tomorrow when you're sober." He patted her back and whispered soothingly.

Su Xingmian clutched the corner of his clothes tightly in her hand and leaned into his arms, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

He held her shoes in one hand and lifted her up with the other. As the world spun around her, Su Xingmian subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I like you, I have liked you since I was a child."

She moaned softly, and her beautiful red lips fell on his neck, leaving a red plum blossom imprint.

Sheng Yuheng endured the hardship and finally went upstairs, but he didn't know the password to the door.

"Xingxing, what's the password?"

The only response he got was Su Xingmian's warm breath.

Seeing that the person was completely drunk, Sheng Yuheng gave up struggling and resisting, carried her back upstairs, placed her in the master bedroom, and considerately cleaned the remaining makeup on her face.

"Xing'er, what should I do with you?"

He half-knelt beside the bed and tidied her messy hair.

A tear unexpectedly fell under Su Xingmian's eyelid. Her eyelashes trembled, and the tears in her eyes merged with it, just enough to cover up her own emotions.

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That night, she dreamed again. The elegant young man in white and the man in a suit and tie overlapped repeatedly, and finally merged into one. He was wearing casual home clothes and walked slowly towards her.

"Xing'er, I love you!"

He whispered his love to her, affectionately calling her by nicknames that only his family members would call her by. His lingering eyes had a special magic that made her want to sink into it with him willingly.

……

Waking up from a long dream, Su Xingmian stared blankly at the ceiling, his brain instantly shutting down.

It took me a long while to react.

This strange environment doesn't seem like her home!

Su Xingmian: “!!!”

She quickly got up from the bed and there was a knock on the door.

Su Xingmian pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and clenched his fists.

If the other party uses force, she will definitely punch him hard and show no mercy!

However, when she moved step by step to the door and quietly opened it a crack, she became even more nervous!
The man outside the door was wearing a black home suit, and the red mark on his neck was particularly glaring and conspicuous against the extreme contrast of black and white.

Su Xingmian didn't expect it to be Sheng Yuheng, and even more so, she didn't expect that the person causing the trouble would be herself.

She patted her heavy head and tried to recall the past, but her blank mind kept reminding her of her blackout.

"Breakfast is ready, go wash up."

The man patted her lowered head with his hand. Su Xingmian nodded stiffly and walked towards the bathroom with heavy steps.

The toiletries were prepared last night, brand new. She procrastinated, but what is meant to come will always come.