The bright moon hangs high, beckoning him down from his pedestal.

Inside the room, Shen Qingruo was lying on her side on the pillow, sobbing. Her round and perky buttocks were even more prominent because of her posture.

Shen Wangxi looked away from the alluring scenery, walked to the edge of the couch and sat down, her tone tinged with helplessness:

"I haven't said anything yet, nor have I said anything about punishing you, what are you making a scene for?"

Shen Qingruo sat up abruptly and turned to face him.

Her eyes and nose were pink from crying, but now she glared at him angrily, her little mouth starting to chatter:

"Your Majesty didn't say anything? Your displeasure was written all over your face."

"From the moment you walked in, you started giving Aruo a hard time. Are you going to beat and scold me for your beloved Empress?"

She became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and her tears flowed even more fiercely: "Anyway, in His Majesty's heart, the Empress and the Eldest Princess are the most important."

"Who does Aruo think she is? She struck the Empress, which is an act of treason. You might as well lock Aruo up and confine her to her quarters as well."

Shen Wangxi was stunned by her series of accusations.

He had intended to scold her, but seeing her crying her eyes out, yet still stubbornly arguing with him, he could only sigh helplessly, reach out to wipe her tears, and unconsciously soften his tone:

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever say I was going to beat or scold you?"

Shen Qingruo gave a coquettish hum, clearly not believing it.

Shen Wangxi looked at the little girl, not intending to be cold and harsh with her, but to teach her a lesson she would never forget.

He began to explain in a gentle voice:

"Aruo, do you know how many eyes are watching Yilan Palace right now? Do you know that Yinian has already entered the court?"

"How can I not be angry that you so blatantly slapped the Empress, showing no regard for your reputation?"

"I'm afraid that someone might misuse your information and cause you trouble."

Shen Qingruo gradually stopped crying when she heard his tone soften.

Shen Wangxi held her close, his fingertips gently stroking her slightly disheveled black hair, his voice low and soft:

"Now can you tell me? What exactly happened today that made you so angry, that you even resorted to violence?"

Shen Qingruo began to complain, feeling wronged: "The Empress walked up to Aruo and said in a voice that only Aruo could hear..."

She mimicked Wulan Yun's vicious tone, repeating in a low voice, "So what if His Majesty favors you? I can make you miscarry once, and I can make you miscarry a second time, a third time!"

Shen Wangxi paused in his actions. Shen Qingruo looked up at his tense jawline and continued in a pitiful tone:

"She also said that the medicine she drank last time was meant to kill her children. It's a pity I spilled it, otherwise I would never be able to have children again..."

"I felt terrible listening to her, and I was scared. I couldn't help myself and hit her."

Shen Wangxi's eyes grew colder and colder. He knew that Wulan Yun had impure thoughts, but he did not expect that she would dare to provoke Aruo in front of him again. Moreover, that bowl of medicine was not only an abortion medicine, but also a medicine to prevent having children.

"She's really incorrigible." His voice was low, filled with suppressed anger.

Seeing that his tone had changed, Shen Qingruo immediately seized the opportunity, pouted, and began to complain about his attitude earlier:

"But Your Majesty, as soon as you arrived, without asking any questions, you gave Aruo a cold look."

"You have no idea how upset Aruo was after she said those things, and you even yelled at me..."

At this moment, Shen Wangxi had no intention of questioning anyone; his heart was filled with tenderness for the beautiful woman in his arms and disgust for Wulan Yun.

He quickly lowered his head, nuzzled her cheek, and soothed her:

"It's my fault. I didn't expect her to be so vicious. I thought she would at most make things difficult for you with her words."

"My dear Aruo, you have suffered this injustice."

Hearing his soft apology, Shen Qingruo choked back a sob and hummed, barely accepting it.

She held out her right hand, the one she had just used to hit him, and presented it to him, complaining in a coquettish voice, "My hand hurts from hitting you..."

Shen Wangxi held her small hand; her palm was indeed slightly red.

He lowered his head and kissed her palm with his warm lips, his voice soothing: "A kiss from me will make it stop hurting."

He kissed me once, then again.

The small hand held in my palm was soft and boneless, with slender, fair fingertips, carrying her unique sweetness.

Shen Wangxi's thoughts wandered unconsciously. Looking at her light blue dress today, which made her skin appear even whiter and more translucent, her eyes were moist from crying, and the tip of her nose was pink. She looked pitiful, yet also charming and alluring.

His eyes darkened, a certain thought stirring within him, and he suddenly released the girl from his arms.

Shen Qingruo was enjoying the feeling of being cared for by him when she looked up, puzzled: "Your Majesty?"

Shen Wangxi didn't say anything, but reached out and pressed her shoulder, pushing her back down onto the pillow in the same position as when she was lying on her side crying.

He sat on the edge of the tatami mat, and from this angle, he could clearly see the girl's concave waist and her suddenly protruding buttocks.

Wrapped in blue fabric, it exudes a restrained allure.

Shen Qingruo struggled to get up, turning her head and muttering in a soft, puzzled voice, "Your Majesty, what are you doing...?"