My Little Girl (36)
Ah’Bi was scared to death as well. She had assumed Prince Sheng would be lenient for the sake of the princess, but contrary to her expectations, his fury was immense.
Ah’ Bi was so alarmed that she knelt down and kowtowed. “This servant begs the Prince to spare my life… I know my crimes, and I will never dare go out of line again…”
Sheng Qianmo turned a deaf ear and glanced coldly at the guards behind him, who caught his meaning and rushed forward to detain Ah’Bi.
Ah’Bi didn’t expect Prince Sheng to be so ruthless. Knowing that hope for her was slim, she threw caution to the wind, and said, “Prince, it doesn’t matter that I become collateral damage. It’s a real pity, however, because Princess Gu is truly innocent. You are unaware of the slave girl’s true nature! At the academy, she seduced the Seventh Prince behind your back. Seeing that you were gone, she was even more blatant about her affair. She is a slave from the Qing Kingdom! She never was and never will be loyal to you! Only the princess has been loyal to you, Prince Sheng!”
“Ah’Bi! Stop it!” Sheng Gu cried and begged. “Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, please let Ah’Bi go. I promise you, I will never do anything to Shu Nuan again. I beg you to let Ah’Bi go, just this time!”
But Ah’Bi was eventually dragged away.
Sheng Gu burst with renewed tears, but Sheng Qianmo ignored her.
Sheng Qianmo did not even look at her as he ordered in a cold voice, “Take the princess back to the Jade Courtyard. No one is allowed to let her out before This Prince’s orders.”
After Sheng Gu was taken away as well, Sheng Qianmo stood silent for a while before heading for the firewood room.
He went alone.
He didn’t think much on the way.
The firewood room’s door was closed. With his heart on fire, he kicked the door open.
He paused and stood quietly, looking at the scene inside…
Sheng Lingyun was sitting on a wooden plank and next to him was Shu Nuan leaning against the cold wall. Sheng Lingyun was holding her hand and seemed to have been talking to her. But upon hearing the door being kicked open, he turned his head in an abrupt motion. He didn’t think Sheng Qianmo would be back already. Widening his eyes in disbelief, he quickly let go of Shu Nuan’s hands and stood up. Discomfort was etched on his visage for a moment. A dry cough emerged from his throat. “Fou-Fourth Brother, when did you come back…?”
However, Sheng Qianmo did not look at him. His gaze moved across him and fell upon Shu Nuan. Her figure was reflected in his eyes. He could see her pale little face, but after staring at her for a long time, he only said, “Get up.”
He didn’t ask her where she was hurt, whether she was in pain or not, or whether she could still get up; he didn’t even give her a chance to explain to herself.
His words were said, and his order given out.
Sheng Lingyun listened from the side. He wanted to plead for Shu Nuan. After all, he could see that it was extremely painful for her to even move, let alone to stand up.
But if he spoke up for Shu Nuan at this time, the situation would only worsen. Sheng Lingyun endured.
For Shu Nuan, it gave a different feeling.
At the sound of the door being kicked open, she raised her eyes wearily looked past the Seventh Prince. She saw Sheng Qianmo and her tarnished eyes regained a little lustre. But in the next moment, Sheng Qianmo’s merciless command brought coldness to her heart, and the coldness of the stone wall against her back became vivid again. His indifference sunk her into an abyss. The pair of obsidian eyes dimmed again.
She let her gaze fall, powerless, and couldn’t breathe for a long time.
But she felt Sheng Qianmo’s eyes, still silent and hiding a fury. With no other choice, she bit her lips and grabbed the straw mat beneath her. With what little strength she could muster, she climbed up, her body slow and in pain.