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Shen Chuwei lay on top of him, resting her head in the crook of his neck, playing with his ink-black hair.

Although they had been sharing a bed for the past few days, they were even more innocent than siblings, without a single intimate gesture.

After his initial shock, Lin Xian realized something was amiss, and as he looked at Shen Chuwei, who was currently lying on top of him, he hadn’t just thought about asking her to get down.

Seeing her playing with his hair.

He wondered what was so fun about hair?

Suddenly, Shen Chuwei raised her head, "You haven’t told me your answer yet."

Shen Chuwei suddenly lifted her head, and her body also moved slightly. The two of them had been sticking close together, without a single gap, and even a slight movement would cause unavoidable contact.

Lin Xian’s face turned slightly red, and his breathing grew a bit heavier, "You’re worrying over nothing."

Shen Chuwei thought for a moment, "Rain falls from the sky, a mother has to marry off her daughter, and when a man wants to marry again, nothing can stop him."

Having resolved this, Shen Chuwei stopped worrying about the matter. The worst outcome was that Xiao Jinyan would break his word, and she would be a Crown Princess in name only; a salted fish that does not turn over is still a salted fish.

Lin Xian had originally found this topic uninteresting, but now he suddenly became curious.

"What would you do if it really happened?"

Shen Chuwei lay on his chest and said indifferently, "What can I do? I’d just take it as it comes. It wouldn’t affect my continued existence as a salted fish."

Lin Xian pressed on, "Didn’t you say earlier that you wouldn’t share a husband with anyone? How come you don’t care now?"

Shen Chuwei spoke solemnly, "Sharing a husband requires actual action. As long as I don’t serve in his bedchamber, it doesn’t count as sharing a husband, and occupying the position of Crown Princess, with good food and drink, is also worth it."

Lin Xian now understood, and inexplicably felt some anger,"If you love your husband so much, shouldn’t you stop him when you hear he wants to marry someone else? Why are you so indifferent?"

Shen Chuwei replied, "Haven’t I already told you? You know full well and still insist on marrying someone else. Do you expect me to make a scene and fight over the groom in public? It sounds thrilling, but it’s actually quite boring."

Lin Xian snorted coldly, "You clearly don’t care. If you did, how could you possibly not try to stop it?"

Shen Chuwei pursed her lips, thinking she had made herself clear enough, but he still thought she didn’t care.

Feeling angry, she propped herself up and stared at his peerless handsome features for a good while before delivering her words haltingly, "Do you expect me to cry and cling to you on your wedding day with another, and then threaten death to force you to give up marrying her? That counts as caring, right?"

Lin Xian was stunned; her voice had always been soft, casual, and she rarely spoke such a serious and lengthy speech.

Shen Chuwei added, "So in your eyes, making a scene with tears and threats is what shows care. But the affection gained from such acts isn’t sweet; it’s actually very bitter."

At this point, Lin Xian was at a loss for words. He didn’t know why he was so bothered by her easy dismissal earlier.

It wasn’t that tears and tantrums were his measure of care.

He simply felt that action signified care.

Shen Chuwei wrapped her arms around his neck, her gaze shifting from his picturesque eyes to his alluring thin lips, "Jinyan, how about a goodnight kiss before bed?"

She was just giving a heads-up, not asking for his permission.

Before her words finished, she leaned in and kissed his lips.

Lin Xian’s eyes widened, and as he reached out to push her away, he realized the place he touched was incredibly soft, and it took him two seconds to realize where he had touched, his face heating up instantly.

Shen Chuwei caught Xiao Jinyan’s hand, their fingers entwined.

It wasn’t a peck; Shen Chuwei showcased almost all the kissing techniques she knew.

Lin Xian had already been struggling with restrain these past few days, how could he withstand her willful actions?

He had questioned his identity but never found evidence to prove it.

Undeniably, he was utterly defenseless against Shen Chuwei’s kiss, quickly responding eagerly.

Their understanding of each other, their synchronization, it was as if they had often done this before.

After having her fill, Shen Chuwei withdrew, whereas in the past, it would be Xiao Jinyan who would release her to catch her breath when she was almost out of strength.

Now?

She could take charge too.

Just when Lin Xian was getting into it, she suddenly stopped, he frowned in discontent, and upon realizing what had happened, he found that he was unable to resist her seduction.

"Goodnight, husband." Shen Chuwei, pleased with herself, rolled over, lay down beside him, wrapped her arm around his, and prepared to sleep.