<strong>Chapter 226: You Must Compromise</strong>


    Trantor: Madesmoiselle V.


    “Feel free to sleep on the floor!” Ouyang Shaochen cast a nce of her before stepping slowly into the inner chamber where he took off his white robe gracefully before lying sidelong on the soft big bed with well-carved patterns, merely d in white underclothes.


    The bed curtain, silk quilt, sheet, desk, as well as wooden chairs were in cold colors, well matching Ouyang Shaochen’s frosty character.


    Light golden sunshine streamed into the room through thettice window and reflected on the smooth ground.


    Murog Xue was furious. Even in summer, sleeping on the thickest quiltid on the icy and hard stony floor would sting her waist. She definitely would not surrender!


    Looking up at Ouyang Shaochen, she said emphatically, “Heir Ouyang, it was you who ordered servants to carry the couch away. Even there is someone who must sleep on the ground, shouldn’t it be you?”


    “The room and bed are all mine. Is it reasonable to make the host sleep on the floor?” Ouyang Shaochen nced at her with his obsidian-like eyes filled with disdain.


    Murong Xue stared at him, her smiling face suddenly turned grim. “As a girl once seriously injured by the icy poison, sleeping on the ground may lead to a rpse. As a strong man adept at martial arts, you should offer the bed to me.”


    Upon hearing such melodious voice, other noble men would certainly meet her demand, however, Ouyang Shaochen, as unique as he was, imperceptibly curled up his lips before looking at her expressionlessly. “I am not that selfless, and I know nothing about modesty...”


    “You...” Murong Xue was rendered speechless. Who said Ouyang Shaochen was gracious and considerate? Was that person blind?


    He was obviously an evil and narrow-minded man, always despising and bullying her...


    Ouyang Shaochen stared at her angry face with the barest hint of a smile. “If you don’t feel like sleeping on the ground, how about sleeping in bed with me together...” he suggested casually.


    “No way!” Murong Xue refused with resoluteness while shaking her head.


    “Then you can sleep on the floor alone!” Ouyang Shaochen said while closing his eyes gently, still not forgetting to remind her absent-mindedly, “The floor paved by blocks is chilly, so don’t forget toy thick quilts on top of it...But it doesn’t matter if you catch a cold. There are various kinds of medicine avable here in Lord Freedom’s Mansion...”


    Dropping to whispers, Ouyang Shaochen’s voice was almost imperceptible atst. He must have fallen asleep...


    Hearing him breathing evenly while staring at his serene sleeping face, Murong Xue was infuriated, her pretty eyes burning with anger. How could he sleep so soundly without giving her a suitable ce to have a rest?


    Rushing towards his bed in anger, Murong Xue grasped Ouyang Shaochen by his arm before hauling it with all her strength. “Go to sleep on the floor. The bed is mine...”


    His slim body lurched slightly and was about to fall off the bed...


    Slightly frowning, Ouyang Shaochen snatched Murong Xue’s arm before making a hard pull.


    Caught off guard, Murong Xuended herself on Ouyang Shaochen’s body. As soon as she, ring at him, intended to get up, Ouyang Shaochen lurched his body,ying her on the inner side of the bed. Holding her waist fast with his powerful arms, Ouyang Shaochen murmured, “You will sleep here.”


    “I don’t want to sleep in the same bed with you,” Murong Xue retorted violently, trying to remove Ouyang Shaochen’s arm.


    “I am exhausted. We’ll discuss after I wake up!” Ouyang Shaochen answered, his whispers filled with weariness.


    Being stunned, Murong Xue lowered her head and sensed the exhaustion on Ouyang Shaochen’s face. All of a sudden, she remembered that in order to help her, Ouyang Shaochen hadn’t slept for two days. It would be rude to bother him with such trifles.


    Knitting her eyebrows, she stared at Ouyang Shaochen while saying, “I can share this bed with you temporarily. But you must arrange another bed for me as soon as you wake up tomorrow.”


    Ouyang Shaochen responded with his eyes closed, his voice almost imperceptible, and his even breath brushing her cheeks.


    With a sigh of helplessness, Murong Xue gently removed his arm holding her waist fast before turning over cautiously and closing her eyes with her back towards Ouyang Shaochen.


    With her left arm under her body, Murong Xue felt very ufortable. She turned over, thus directly facing Ouyang Shaochen’s gorgeous face, his shallow breath enveloping her cheeks. With a gleam shing in her eyes, Murong Xue turned over again. Pitifully, she had to turn over the third time for the unease caused by her left arm underneath...


    Murong Xue kept tossing and turning. Tortured by the unease, Murong Xue definitely could not sleep at all, while Ouyang Shaochen lying next to him was sleeping like a baby. His dashing eyebrows somehow softened his arrogance and added a tinge of serenity and wisdom.


    Frowning heavily, Murong Xue nudged Ouyang Shaochen. “Prince, I am getting used to sleeping on my right side. Could you please turn over?”


    “No.” Ouyang Shaochen refused resolutely, his eyes still shut. “I am used to sleeping on my right side!”


    Murong Xue, her eyebrows knitting tightly, would definitely not force Ouyang Shaochen to change his posture, but she also had a right to choose the sleeping posture she liked. “What about switching our positions? I willy outside, and you inside...”


    In this way, both of them could sleepfortably.


    “No!” Ouyang Shaochen objected again and added with his eyes closed, “I am used to sleeping outside, and I find it ufortable to sleep inside...”


    “You...” Murong Xue red at him, the fire of fury nearly spurting out of her eyes. Why was he so picky? Lying in bed alone, he must have slept on both sides. Refuting her with such an excuse, he definitely didn’t want her to have a good rest...


    If she couldn’t sleep well, neither would Ouyang Shaochen!


    A wisp of subtle gleam skimmed across Murong Xue’s dark eyes. Seizing his arm while shaking it wildly, Murong Xue shouted, “Heir Ouyang, the idea of a ce where the token may have been hidden suddenly struck me, and I wonder if you are interested.”


    “Where?” Ouyang Shaochen, his eyebrows slightly trembling, opened his eyes slowly before staring at her with his dark eyes like a fathomlesske, without the faintest confusion of a person who just woke up...


    Murong Xue smiled, lowering her voice, seemingly revealing a secret, “You have been there before...”