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Chapter 104 Cui Yun, This Man Has No Heart!

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Cui Yun, This Man Has No Heart!

Cui Yun looked at Shen Hua, whose eyes were misty, shimmering with unshed tears, as if she might cry at any moment if her missing tail wasn’t found.

He had always known that a delicate girl like Shen Hua, when crying, would resemble pear blossoms bathed in rain, her glistening tears would slip down her lovely jawline...

But at this moment, he suddenly lost the desire to see it.

Yet he couldn’t help but let out a muffled chuckle.

Shen Hua glared at him unhappily: "What are you laughing at!"

She raised her dainty finger to wipe away the tear at the corner of her eye. Seeing that the smile had not faded from Cui Yun’s lips, she became infuriated and started to sob.

"What’s wrong now?" Cui Yun’s tone was even, but if one listened closely, there was an unwitting resignation in his voice.

Shen Hua sobbed. The mink fur brushed past the wine bottle on the table, ’clink’, and the porcelain shattered, splashing wine everywhere, leaving her staring dumbfounded for a few seconds.

The next instant, she clutched at her heart. Her entire face scrunched up in pain.

"It hurts."

Cui Yun’s expression became slightly restrained: "Where do you feel unwell?"

Shen Hua: "I can hardly breathe."

Drinking wine is harmful to health, especially for someone like her, who has been ill for a long time. Cui Yun furrowed his brows, setting aside even Ji Ge, he turned to instruct Ji Qing, who was waiting outside the private room, to quickly summon Ni Kang.

Shen Hua’s crying suddenly escalated.

"It must be someone who cut off my tail."

She was immersed in her own world. Her other empty hand pointed at the mess and wine stains on the ground.

"It’s so painful; it’s bleeding."

Then why clutch your heart?

Cui Yun watched with great interest.

At the Ministry of Justice, he had seen many people cry; cries of regret, fear of death, pleas for mercy, there were all sorts.

He had always been cold-hearted, like a piece of ice exuding a chill, completely untouched. Emperor He once said that he was born to be the impartial and integrous Minister of Ministry of Justice.

But now.

Cui Yun felt as if one Shen Hua was enough to surpass all the cases he had dealt with, allowing him to watch as an observer, thoroughly entertained.

Very interesting.

It had been a long time since he encountered someone or something so intriguing. The man’s face relaxed, he even experienced a fleeting moment of pleasure.

He thought, if Shen Hua had met him in this manner at first, perhaps without Xie Xun, he might have pulled her out of the mire.

Shen Hua cried for a long time, but Cui Yun didn’t come over to comfort her.

She could only skillfully wipe her tears and then glared at him with her reddened eyes.

"Why don’t you have any sympathy!"

This man is heartless!

Yan Mi listened from the side, her heart pounding. When Ji Ge complained about Cui Yun just now, she almost pointed at Cui Yun’s head and cursed, but he didn’t even frown. She also clearly remembered the recent palace banquet, where an official was found lacking in integrity, and Cui Yun immediately darkened his face and fiercely reprimanded him.

A man so upright and self-controlled was unlikely to give face to Shen Hua.

Before Yan Mi could step forward to pull Shen Hua away.

Yan Mi heard Cui Yun respond to Shen Hua’s explosive sobbing.

"If a tail is cut off, it can grow back."

Shen Hua didn’t quite believe it: "Really? How come I didn’t know?"

"Because you haven’t read enough books."

This was indeed true.

She suffered from the disadvantage of being uneducated.

Shen Hua calmed down. The tear stains on her face were sticky and uncomfortable.

The girl was actually very smart, best at reading facial expressions—if Cui Yun had ignored her, she might have cried a bit longer and then it would have passed.

But Cui Yun didn’t. Instead, he was encouraging her temperament.

She brought her palm-sized face up close.

"Wipe my face!"

Cui Yun tossed an unused handkerchief onto Shen Hua.

Shen Hua remained unmoved, commanding fiercely: "Hurry up."

Cui Yun laughed: "Were your hands chopped off too?"

Shen Hua honestly shook her head.

Afterward, the little drunkard righteously stuffed the handkerchief back into Cui Yun’s hand: "I don’t know how."

The next moment, Yan Mi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Cui Yun carelessly placated Shen Hua, wiping her face haphazardly.

Shen Hua was satisfied.

Cui Yun’s voice was cool: "Need any more wiping?"

"No, thanks."

Shen Hua: "I know a phrase."

She pursed her lips, looking at Cui Yun expectantly for praise.

"It’s called knowing when to stop."

Yan Mi: ...So you do know.

Cui Yun indifferently ordered Ji Qing to take Ji Ge back.

Yicui, who had been waiting outside, had been anxious since hearing Shen Hua’s wailing, and now followed Ji Qing inside.

What she saw was the triumphant haughtiness manifested by Shen Hua.

Yicui: ...I was overthinking it.

After Ji Ge was taken away by Ji Qing, Yicui stepped forward and gently urged her.

"Madam, let’s return with your servant."

Shen Hua gave Yicui a sharp glance.

"Who are you?"

"It’s Yicui."

Shen Hua looked baffled for a moment. Blinking her eyes, tears started falling again with a pitter-patter.

"Liar."

"My Yicui is clearly on the brink of death."

Yicui: ??? Madam!!

Shen Hua disdainfully said, "Don’t think that just because you look ninety percent similar to her, I would believe it."

"Cui Yun sent me back."

She mentioned Cui Yun casually, as if the name was extremely familiar.

Cui Yun was truly fed up.

Yet, he didn’t express a trace of impatience. Instead, he wanted to see what kind of mischief Shen Hua could still make.

As expected, Shen Hua did not disappoint him.

The girl’s belly was slightly protruding.

"Help me up."

Cui Yun remained motionless.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Cui Yun."

"And who is Cui Yun?"

Shen Hua: "The father of my child."

Cui Yun’s hand visibly trembled.

He finally understood why Shen Hua could command him so naturally.

Yicui covered her face, feeling a despair greater than death in her heart.

Yan Mi was shocked! Her mind went back to the first time she met Shen Hua at Yunxiang Pavilion.

A casual remark from her:

—Be nicer to me, I have a bad temper. Stop staring now; it’s been two months.

So... it’s true.

And the father is Cui Yun?

Cui Yun, a man of utmost propriety, secretly kept a mistress outside without the Cui family’s elders’ knowledge?

Indeed, Shen Hua spent money like water in Yunxiang Pavilion; looking around all of Quansheng, how many men could afford to keep her?

She thought, she understood something!!!

No wonder Shen Hua was acquainted with the Seventh Prince.

And no wonder Marquis Yangling Mansion had not approached the Yan Family to propose a marriage.

These past few days, Lord Governor had been sighing repeatedly in front of Yan Mi, hinting that Prince Gong favored Cui Yun and Yan Yue, intending to matchmake them.

Yan Mi thought, with Cui Yun so fond of Shen Hua, he’d surely find a proper time to officially take her home. It seems Prince Gong’s hopes were destined to be dashed.

Yan Mi was very tactful. She found an excuse and then excused herself.

Shen Hua kept her guard up against Yicui, sticking close to Cui Yun without leaving his side.

Although she walked straight, her mind clearly wasn’t clear.

Shen Hua got into Cui Yun’s carriage.

She found a corner and curled up there as if it was second nature.

The girl was quiet ever since she got on the carriage.

Eerily quiet.

Cui Yun also wasn’t reading as usual. He quietly watched Shen Hua. She had stopped wiping away tears and just stared blankly at one spot, lost in thought.

Who knows how much time passed before she happened to meet Cui Yun’s eyes with her injured gaze.

Cui Yun’s eyelid twitched.

Shen Hua said pitifully, "Why am I curled up in a corner?"

It seemed like she was used to hiding in corners.

What did this imply?

Shen Hua: "It must be because you abused me."

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