Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Suffering Wife vs. Homewrecker (17) Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Suffering Wife vs. Homewrecker (17) When Qin Shao arrived here, he saw a scene that made it hard for him to keep a straight face.
A little drunk kitten with a hazy look in her eyes was comfortably leaning back on the armchair in the pavilion, stretching out her hand in an attempt to reach for a flower in front of her.
The flower was neither too far nor too close; if she had straightened up, she could have picked it. But she wouldn’t rise from her seat, and instead, she repeatedly swung her hand through the air in vain.
Every time Qin Shao had seen Gu Shengyin, she had always been dignified, proper, and perfectly poised. Where had he ever seen her in such a state?
He found the sight amusing and didn’t make a sound, just stood there watching her try and fail to grab the flower again and again.
Her silky clothes slipped from her arm as she moved, revealing a small section of her arm, as pale and smooth as white jade.
Qin Shao thought that the flower paled in comparison to her skin.
Feeling embarrassed about what he had just thought, Qin Shao’s old face turned red. He reproached himself for entertaining such thoughts toward a girl almost a decade his junior.
He was about to leave when Gu Shengyin seemed to get annoyed.
She actually pushed herself up to stand and, getting what she wanted, picked the flower.
Gu Shengyin revealed a satisfied smile and gently brought the flower to her nose to sniff it.
In the emperor’s eyes, the flower completely lost its luster against her contented smile.
Somehow, the thought crossed his mind: if he could keep her smiling like that, would any man not be willing to give his all for it?
For a moment, he even felt a twinge of jealousy toward Qin Yuanzheng.
However, Gu Shengyin had really set herself up for a fall–drunk as she was, she had only managed to stand up by leaning on the armchair.
No sooner had she grabbed the flower than she forgot herself; turning around, her left foot tripped over her right and she stumbled and fell.
Yet she seemed completely unaware, her face still wearing a hint of a smile.
Qin Shao hadn’t made up his mind whether to catch her or not when his body reacted faster, scooping her up into his arms.
That was Qin Shao’s first impression.
The young lady in his arms was soft and delicate, small and fragrant, making one want to hold on and not let go.
Looking at her again, he was amused. This carefree young lady was already clutching that flower and had drifted off into sweet dreams.
“…Your Majesty!” The Junior Eunuch came with the Sobering Soup only to see Qin Shao holding a young lady in his arms, which scared him into quickly kneeling down.
The tender look on Qin Shao’s face disappeared and he said coldly, “The Grand Tutor’s daughter is drunk. Find two Palace Maidens to help her rest for a while, and prepare some more Sobering Soup. Also, inform the Eldest Princess.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” The Junior Eunuch hurried off, as for what he shouldn’t have seen, he saw nothing.
Gu Shengyin, feeling herself in a familiar embrace filled with the scent of lotus, instinctively snuggled tighter into Qin Shao’s embrace and even habitually wrapped her arms around his waist, completely oblivious to how rigid the embrace holding her had become.
Qin Shao was somewhat at a loss; since growing up, no one had ever dared to hold him .
Yet seeing the young lady’s face radiating reliance and satisfaction, a strange sweetness welled up in his heart.
She’s someone else’s fiancee.
Qin Shao tried to convince himself, ignoring the faint reluctance in his heart as he put her down and propped her up in the chair.