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

Chapter 34 Whose waist is nice to touch

Nan Zhiyu seemed to know that His Highness liked to listen to her voice, so when encountering something, she would intentionally or unintentionally speak in a soft voice.

"Your Highness just roared so fiercely, I was scared!"

Wei Qingye was almost amused by her self-righteous look.

He has only been with Mu Chang for less than half a day, but he has already learned to turn the tables. Is he the bad guy who complains first?

But when he saw her fearless expression, his heart softened unconsciously. She was still young and simple-minded.

His slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, he pretended to be fierce, his eyes filled with helplessness: "How did I become fierce to you?"

His broad hands pinched her slender waist, as if if Nan Zhiyu dared to nod, he would let her know how fierce he was.

Nan Zhiyu seemed to feel threatened, so she dared not act presumptuously. She quickly shook her head and changed her words, "When Your Highness yelled at Sister Mu just now, I accidentally scared myself."

"You know you've slandered me, why don't you apologize immediately?" Wei Qingye pinched her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Nan Zhiyu raised her hand and hooked it around His Highness' neck, then raised her head and lightly touched his cheek, like a dragonfly touching the water and then leaving.

Wei Qingye's cold gaze fell on her face, and his brows furrowed even more.

"Your Highness, why are you looking at me like that?" Nan Zhiyu saw clearly the flash of anger in the prince's eyes.

She felt a little flustered and wanted to get up from his arms.

But as soon as she moved, the prince raised his hand and slapped her buttocks twice in a slightly punitive manner, "Empress Nan, what are you moving about for!"

Wei Qingye made an unpleasant sound and looked at her with a warning in his eyes.

Nan Zhiyu didn't understand what was going on and let his fingers fall on her neck.

The prince lowered his head and bit Nan Zhiyu's neck without hesitation.

Nan Zhiyu was worried that she would be seen, so she looked around and found that there was no one in the room. Even the group of servants were considerate enough to close the door!

He rubbed the soft flesh with his teeth until Nan Zhiyu could no longer bear it and started to sob, then he let her go.

Nan Zhiyu raised her hands to cover her neck and quickly withdrew from the prince's arms. Unexpectedly, her legs were as soft as noodles and she could not stand at all. She suddenly knelt on the floor.

Wei Qingye's eyes were filled with smiles. He bent down and picked the person up. "Empress Nan is only capable of this. Do you still want to escape from me?"

Nan Zhiyu was a little indignant. If she didn't blame him for her fall, then should she blame herself?

Her restless fingertips fell on the collar of His Highness and slid down, "Of course I don't have any ability."

The prince carried her to the couch in the inner room. His increasingly heavy breathing made Nan Zhiyu's heart beat like a drum.

Nan Zhiyu wanted to stop, but was caught by the prince.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were cold yet filled with a hint of teasing, and he took her hand and reached inside along her collar.

When the jade-white fingers touched the hot skin, they subconsciously curled up.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, let's eat first!"

Nan Zhiyu knew that her excuse was very poor, but for some reason she felt that it was in her heart at this time.

"Heh~" The prince's voice was hoarse, and a faint chuckle could be heard.

"Look at Queen Nan, how can you say she wants to eat?" Wei Qingye looked at the person who was pressed under him, grabbed her hand and slowly slid down until he was stopped by the belt.

"Nan Niangniang, what should we do?"

His voice was low and seductive, and Nan Zhiyu felt hot all over and her cheeks were as red as rouge.

"How do I know, concubine?" She tilted her head and tried to pull her wrist back.

The prince nodded, not quite understanding, and said with a teasing tone: "It turns out that there are things that Queen Nan doesn't know. It doesn't matter. I can teach you personally."

The hot hand was strong and powerful, grasping the slender fingers and waved them casually twice, and the jade belt attached to the waist and abdomen fell lightly to the ground, and the outer shirt fell apart. Through the thin layer of white long shirt, she could almost feel the outline of the man's strong waist through the touch of her fingertips.

"Empress Nan, are you so shy just because you see my disheveled clothes?" The prince said this and put his arms around her waist, switching their positions.

"Your Highness, please stop teasing me." Before Nan Zhiyu could make any move, the prince had already pinched her waist to prevent her from escaping.

The night was as dark as ink, with only a few stone lamps flickering outside the palace. Occasionally, a night bird flying overhead could hear the woman's faint sobs.

It was as if he had something in his mouth, and pitiful sounds escaped from his throat.

The breeze blew by, and the shadows of the trees swayed, making the soft voice particularly moving.

The square table made of huanghuali wood with a ruyi pattern creaked as if it couldn't bear the weight.

Wei Qingye's broad hands caressed her body, "Empress Nan hasn't told you yet, which waist is better to touch, yours or Mu Chang's?"

Nan Zhiyu's face was flushed, with a strand of black hair biting between her red lips and pearly teeth. Her body was trembling slightly due to the stimulation, like a flower branch outside the window being caressed by the night breeze.

"It seems that Queen Nan hasn't figured it out yet." He smiled, stretched out his hand to free the wet black hair, and said lazily in his tone: "It doesn't matter, the night is long, Queen Nan can slowly savor it."

Nan Zhiyu froze when she heard this. Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince know what he is talking about?

Is this waistline a comparison method?

Seeing that she looked dazed and her mind was wandering, Wei Qingye couldn't help but make his movements a little heavier.

Nan Zhiyu's body collapsed and she was trembling all over. She couldn't help sobbing and finally burst out unexpectedly.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..." A voice with a hint of tears sounded, and Nan Zhiyu clung to His Highness's shoulders, hoping that he would forgive her because of her late answer.

But how could Wei Qingye give up just like that?
He lifted her up by the waist and walked towards the bed step by step. Nan Zhiyu leaned in his arms and trembled slightly. Her slender fingers kept struggling and finally bit the prince's hard shoulder.

"Nan Niangniang answered too late, so I have to punish you."

Nan Zhiyu was placed on the couch, without any strength to struggle.

The man's hot palm pressed against her tender white palm, and his five fingers slowly squeezed between her fingers, interlocking their fingers tightly.

The clouds in the night sky were blown away by the wind, and the bright moonlight shone through the window and fell to the ground.
Two entangled and undulating figures were reflected on the sky-blue curtain.

The arm, which was as thin as a lotus root, had just come out from the depths of the tent, and the next second, it was caught by a broad hand.

"Your Highness, please spare me!"

"Nan Niangniang, what did I just say?"

"Brother~"

"Good brother...I know I was wrong!"

Nan Zhiyu overexerted her voice, so her voice of begging for mercy was a little hoarse, and the man didn’t seem to be sympathetic.

"Empress Nan, you must learn your lesson now."

Nan Zhiyu squinted her eyes, responded casually, and fell asleep.

This unexpected disaster has finally come to an end.

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