novelraw Chapter 226 A Ghostly Encounter
Chapter 226 A Ghostly Encounter
Shen Qiange was stunned.
If she wasn't seeing things, this man was none other than the Regent Prince Yu Chen of the current dynasty.
That is, what people call Yama in private.
Shen Qiange rubbed her eyes in disbelief, even though she knew that Su Wuli and Yu Chen had a close relationship.
But I never imagined their way of getting along would be like this.
From the very beginning, I felt that this beautiful woman must have been forced into the mansion and was imprisoned without freedom.
But now that she has seen it with her own eyes, she finds it unbelievable.
There was none of the fear or resistance I had imagined; in fact, it was quite harmonious.
Shen Qiange saw a smile playing on Yu Chen's lips and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
She had never seen Yu Chen smile; every time he smiled, it meant someone was about to die.
But now his smile has no murderous intent, and is even somewhat gentle.
Shen Qiange couldn't help but rub her eyes again, thinking she was seeing things.
You read that right, Yu Chen is indeed smiling.
It was genuine laughter.
Su Wuli was being held by him, her hands still kneading dough.
Yu Chen watched for a while, then reached out and placed his hand on the back of her hand.
His fingers were so long that they completely covered her hand.
Yu Chen took Su Wuli's hand and folded the dough from the edge to the middle, pressing it down.
Su Wuli looked down at his hands, the back of which still had ash from when he was tending the fire.
Black and gray streaks were stuck to the back of her hand, like two lines drawn on it.
"Your hands are dirty," she reminded her.
"Hmm." Yu Chen responded but did not let go.
Seeing this, Su Wuli turned her head to look at him.
His face was very close to hers, so close that the tip of his nose almost touched her ear.
She repeated, "Your hands are dirty."
This time her voice was a little louder, with a hint of coquettishness at the end, like she was complaining or being affectionate at the same time.
"I didn't wash my hands while tending the fire." She said, pulling her hands out of Yu Chen's palm and giving him a push. "Go wash them."
Yu Chen glanced at her, let go of her hand, walked to the water vat, scooped up a ladle of water, and rinsed his hands.
He shook himself twice, walked back, and pressed himself against Su Wuli's back.
He rested his chin on her head and reached his hands across her waist, covering the back of her hands.
Su Wuli was completely encircled in his arms.
With my back pressed against his chest, I could feel his heartbeat.
She looked down at their intertwined hands, Yu Chen's fingers weaving between hers, guiding her to continue kneading the dough.
The dough spun in their hands, moving even slower than before, as if deliberately delaying.
Yu Chen leaned forward slightly, seemingly to get a better look at the dough.
Su Wuli turned her head to look at him, but as soon as she turned, her nose brushed against his face.
Yu Chen turned to her.
His gaze was so close that she could see her reflection in his eyes.
Su Wuli's breathing became erratic, and her fingers curled up in his palm.
He held her down, preventing her from pulling back.
"Move aside..." she whispered, "I can do it myself."
He didn't move.
With his fingers guiding hers, he flipped the dough over and continued kneading.
The dough became smoother and smoother in their hands.
Su Wuli bit her lip and remained silent.
Shen Qiange watched this scene from the rooftop, her mouth agape.
She felt like she was seeing a ghost all day long.
Before she could recover, she saw Yu Chen squatting in front of the stove, picking up a fan and starting to fan the fire.
The Regent fanned the fire.
The regent who could have someone's head chopped off with a single word in court, the regent who killed without hesitation on the battlefield.
At this moment, he squatted in front of the stove, holding a fan, and fanned the firebox repeatedly.
Shen Qiange felt like she might be dreaming.
She couldn't help but pinch her thigh.
"hiss……"
She gasped in pain, then quickly covered her mouth, afraid of being discovered.
She pinched it again, and it still hurt.
In the kitchen, Su Wuli put the dough into a bowl, covered it with a damp cloth, and pushed it aside.
She turned around and met the man's deep eyes.
She glared at him, but her expression wasn't particularly aggressive.
He then changed the subject, saying, "The fire is too small."
Yu Chen glanced at her, suppressed a smile, and picked up his fan to fan himself vigorously.
As Shen Qiange watched this scene, only one thought occupied her mind.
It's a ghost, it's a real ghost.
People who wouldn't even blink an eye at having their homes ransacked and their families wiped out are actually obediently listening to a woman.
They were still doing the work that servants were supposed to do.
If this got out, people would probably say she has hysteria.
nonsense.
The fire in the stove gradually died down, and the firewood burned out, leaving only glowing red embers.
Su Wuli closed the stove door and stood up. Yu Chen also stood up and stood next to her.
The two people stood together, one wearing a black robe and the other wearing an apron.
Looking at the scene, Shen Qiange suddenly felt that the two people standing together were quite pleasing to the eye.
Even a perfect match?
Shen Qiange was so engrossed in watching that she forgot she was lying on the roof and that the tiles she had lifted hadn't been put back on.
They even forgot why they came here in the first place.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed her shoulder.
She froze and turned her head.
The Shadow Falcon stood behind her, its hands gripping her shoulder blades like iron clamps.
"Get down."
Shen Qiange was lifted off the roof by the Shadow Falcon and jumped down. As soon as her feet touched the ground, the kitchen door opened.
Su Wuli stood at the door and saw Shen Qiange, and was stunned for a moment.
Her clothes were covered in dust, and she looked utterly disheveled.
The two stared at each other silently for two seconds.
For some reason, Su Wuli suddenly blurted out, "Do you... want some osmanthus cake?"
Shen Qiange was stunned for a moment after hearing the words. She thought she would be kicked out and locked up.
I had considered many possible outcomes, but this was the one I never imagined.
Shen Qiange's throat moved, unsure of what to say.
But his legs moved out of control and into the kitchen, where he sat down by the stove.
Upon seeing this, Su Wuli subconsciously glanced at the man beside her.
Yu Chen remained calm and showed no displeasure at Shen Qiange's sudden appearance.
Having said all that, Su Wuli took a osmanthus cake from the steamer, placed it on a plate, and pushed it in front of Shen Qiange.
Shen Qiange looked down at the osmanthus cake on the plate; it looked quite nice.
She picked up a piece, took a bite, and subconsciously commented, "It's alright."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Chen's gaze swept over her.
His eyes were like ice on a river in winter, the water beneath them was cold.
Shen Qiange felt a chill run down her spine when she met his gaze, and almost dropped the osmanthus cake in her hand.
Her throat moved slightly, and she quickly swallowed the osmanthus cake in her mouth.
"It's quite delicious." Shen Qiange commented again, her eyes darting around.
After saying that, Yu Chen withdrew his gaze and sat down next to Su Wuli.
Su Wuli had already thought of this. She was not good at cooking, and the osmanthus cake she made last time was only barely acceptable after many attempts.
Today, due to the change in ingredients, the taste will indeed be compromised, and she has already made preparations for that.
Su Wuli looked at Yu Chen beside her and thought it best not to eat.
However, before she could speak, Yu Chen interrupted her, "Why won't you give it to me?"