Qingmei Quanchen: the Wife Always Wants to Escape

The footsteps of guests leaving could be heard outside the screen, and the breathing of the two people could be heard clearly in the small space. "You seem to admire the prince?" He finally spoke, his voice low. Lin Wan was puzzled: "The prince is very talented, and everyone in the family appreciates him." "Including you?" Shen Zhiyan took a step closer Lin Wan subconsciously stepped back and pressed her back against the screen: "Slave... I just think his poems are good..." "What about me?" Shen Zhiyan suddenly asked, "What do you think of me?" Lin Wan was stunned. The Shen Zhiyan in front of her overlapped with the nerdy boy in her memory, making her feel dazed for a moment. "Sir... It's naturally very good." She said calmly. "How can I help you?" Shen Zhiyan refused to let her go and took a step closer. There was almost no distance between the two. Lin Wan's mind went blank, and she couldn't utter a single word of flattery from the officialdom. Finally, she heard herself say, "My lord... It's as good as ever." She regretted it as soon as the words came out of her mouth. Shen Zhiyan's eyes suddenly changed: "In the past?" Lin Wan hurriedly lowered her head: "I made a mistake." However, Shen Zhiyan stretched out his hand to lift her chin, forcing her to look at him. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to cut through her disguise. "Who are you?" His voice trembled slightly. Lin Wan bit her lip and said nothing. "These days, I always feel familiar with you... Your eyes, the way you speak..." Shen Zhiyan's voice gradually became excited, "especially your views on things are different from ordinary women, just like... Just like her."