The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 18 Has His Highness Calmed Down?
Seeing that the man didn't react, Nan Zhiyu had no choice but to sit up. The silk quilt slipped off her shoulders, and even her white gauze undershirt became a little loose.

"Your Highness, please don't argue with someone as stupid as me, okay?"

Nan Zhiyu knelt on the couch and moved slowly towards the prince.

"Your Highness, good Your Highness, have you calmed down?"

"At least answer my question!"

She softened her tone, her voice a little soft, and her white and tender fingertips slowly hooked into the man's palm with his well-defined fingers, and tickled him twice in a mischievous manner.

Suddenly, his arms tightened, his body tilted, and he uncontrollably fell into the arms filled with the fragrance of dragon scales.

Her pair of clear, tea-like eyes raised in panic, and she realized that she and His Highness were very close, their noses were almost touching, and their warm breaths were intertwined in an ambiguous way.

Wei Qingye deliberately leaned back, folded his hands behind his head, and glanced at her casually.

She was half leaning in his arms, biting her lips lightly, somewhat at a loss, and the light pressure from her pearly teeth made her red lips even more moist and red.

My eyes followed the slender neck all the way down, and a corner of the golden and red bra was revealed from the inner garment, as if issuing a silent invitation.

Wei Qingye's eyes fell straight on her slender waist, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but move.

"If I still haven't calmed down, I wonder what Queen Nan is going to do?" Although the prince said this, he tightened his grip on the slender waist.

Nan Zhiyu was already sitting unsteadily on the prince's lap, and when her waist was pinched, her body shook a few times.

The shaky middle garment completely slipped off, revealing her round and delicate shoulders, and the golden and red lotus-patterned tube top was completely exposed to the air.

Nan Zhiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, raised her hand and hooked the prince's collar, and said coquettishly: "Your Highness can return to Chengqian Palace tonight, Zhizhi is very happy!"

In order to show her happiness, she deliberately said her nickname.

The terrifying sense of oppression from the prince finally faded away, and his calm eyes stared at her, "Oh, then why can't I feel it?"

The fingers with distinct knuckles caressed the plump red lips, the movement was slow and yet very rubbing.

Nan Zhiyu pretended not to know what the prince wanted.

She wanted to ask doubtfully, her red lips slightly parted, her fingertips seemed to be played with on her lips and teeth, not entering her mouth but making it even more exciting.

"Your Highness is deliberately making things difficult for us." Nan Zhiyu complained coquettishly.

Wei Qingye patiently bewitched her and said, "Empress Nan is just sleeping so soundly that she doesn't know what day it is. How dare I embarrass Empress Nan?"

Nan Zhiyu angrily rubbed her fingertips slowly with her little canine teeth, like a furious kitten using a teething stick to vent her anger, and the force was so light that it felt like a tickle.

Wei Qingye enjoyed her delicate and lively appearance to some extent. His other hand slid into the cloth covering her waist and abdomen and did whatever he wanted.

"Your Highness, I am..."

Hearing her clichéd tone of begging for mercy, the fingers that had been sliding across her snow-white skin fell on her sensitive waist and rolled and played with it vigorously.

Nan Zhiyu was like a cat with its neck pinched. She collapsed in the prince's arms, her eyes misty and hazy, and a few broken and charming sounds escaped from her lips.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... Please spare me!" Nan Zhiyu's bright eyes showed a hint of innocence, her cheeks were dyed the color of hibiscus, and her confused mind was working rapidly.

Because she had a premonition that if she didn't give a satisfactory explanation to the man in front of her tonight, she would suffer much more than what she had suffered now.

"Your Highness did not go to Ganlu Palace last night due to official business, but he had dinner in Ganlu Palace this evening. I thought Your Highness would stay at the Crown Princess's place, so I went to bed."

Wei Qingye slowly played with every inch of Nan Zhiyu's skin, his whole body exuding a sense of laziness and joy, "According to what Madam Nan meant, this is all mine, right?"

The woman that the Crown Princess arranged tonight was indeed charming, and even in the entire Eastern Palace, she was one of the best, but compared to the person in front of him, she was not even a little bit inferior. The former was trained to behave too seductively, which made people feel disgusted for no reason, while the latter was breathtakingly beautiful, like a natural carving, a natural jade, which made people want to plunder and keep it for themselves.

Nan Zhiyu slightly raised her head and obediently placed her delicate neck into the prince's eyes. "I have not waited for Your Highness to return. I feel extremely guilty. I beg Your Highness to have mercy on me and teach me how to appease Your Highness."

Wei Qingye grasped her soft fingertips and placed them on his collar, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I have just taught you, the rest depends on your understanding!"

The noise in the house continued until the second half of the night, when it gradually died down.

The news that Chengqian Palace cried for water several times overnight reached everyone's ears again, and tea bowls in various palaces were smashed.

When Nan Zhiyu woke up again, she felt dazed. She had clearly begged for mercy last night as His Highness had wished, but His Highness not only went back on his word, but became even more aggressive, holding down her wrist when she tried to struggle, and bullying her in various ways.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may appear dignified and cold on the surface, but as long as he occupies the bed, nothing he says will count!

She wanted to lift the quilt, and was shocked to find some red marks on her snow-white arms. Her arms went limp before she could even stand up, and she fell back onto the bed.

When the servants in the outer hall heard the noise, they immediately walked towards the inner room.

"Master, are you awake?!" Qingdai asked tentatively.

Nan Zhiyu hummed in a hoarse voice, and took Lianyue's hand to drink up the warm water in the teacup. Only then did she feel better.

After Nan Zhiyu washed up and had her meal, all the servants in the hall withdrew. Qingdai came in from outside and obviously had something to say. She glanced at Lianyue several times.

Lian Yue was not stupid. She knew that although she had been serving Miss Nan for two days, she was still a member of Chengqian Palace.

"Miss, the tea is a little cold. I'll go make a new pot." After saying that, she picked up the teapot on the table and was about to walk out.

"Wait," Nan Zhiyu raised her hand and called her, "There is no outsider in this inner room, Qingdai, just tell me what you want to say."

Qingdai glanced at Lianyue and thought to herself, "Just now, Xiao Guizi, the eunuch who cleans the Yiqiu Palace, came here quietly to look for me. He said that Nan Zhaoxun angrily entered the ear room today and found that the girl was not there, so he sent people to look for her in the palace!"

Nan Zhiyu put down the spoon in her hand and told Lian Yue, "I'll go back to Yiqiu Palace first, I'm afraid Nan Zhaoxun will be worried if he can't find me.

If Your Highness comes back and finds me not here, you can tell the truth."

The side room of the Yi Qiu Palace was as dark and damp as usual. As soon as Nan Zhiyu and Qingdai opened the door, they saw Nan Zhaoxun sitting in the room.

"Sister, you still remember to come back!" Nan Zhaoxun lowered his eyes and casually fiddled with the delicate little fan in his hand.

Suddenly, four or five young eunuchs appeared and blocked the door tightly.

When Nan Zhiyu saw this, she knew that Nan Mingzhu had guessed that she was the one who stayed overnight in Chengqian Palace.

Nan Zhiyu was not feeling well and was too lazy to deal with her, so she said perfunctorily: "Sister, did you come to me just to say these unclear things?"

"Is it unclear?" Nan Mingzhu chewed on the four words, a sneer escaping from her throat.

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