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

Chapter 36: Getting Sick in the Rain
Before Nan Zhiyu reached the palace gate, she was stopped ferociously by the guards on duty at the bottom of the stairs.

"You are not allowed to approach even a single step without the Crown Prince's summons."

The guard showed his shiny white blade, and Nan Zhiyu was so frightened that she took two steps back.

Only at this moment did she realize that without Chai Hui and Lian Yue leading the way the previous two times, she could not even climb the steps of Chongming Hall.

She raised her head and glanced at the tightly closed palace door from a distance, then turned around and returned along the official road.

The stage has been set up, but unfortunately there are no audience to watch. It's such a waste of such a good opportunity!
Chai Hui came out of the hall and looked at the familiar figure in the rain.

Isn’t that Yue Fengyi?
He glanced at the guard on duty at the door and patted his thigh. Something bad was going to happen!
Chai Hui was so scared that he hurried back to the palace to report the matter. After all, Yue Fengyi was no different from anyone else in the prince's heart.

The prince raised his eyebrows when he heard this, put down the imperial brush in his hand, and asked, "Where is she? Why don't you let her in quickly?"

Chai Hui smiled bitterly and said, "Yue Fengyi was stopped by the guards. I'm afraid they thought you didn't want to see him, so he's walking back."

The prince didn't pay much attention to the fact that the person had left. Before he put down the pen he had picked up, he heard Chai Hui hesitantly say, "Yue Fengyi seemed to have come alone. It was raining outside and she didn't even have an umbrella."

The prince smashed the pen in his hand directly on Chai Hui's body. He pursed his thin lips and said unhappily: "When did you learn this? You can't even speak this properly?"

The windows of Chongming Palace were half open. Wei Qingye's phoenix eyes peered through the rain curtains and locked onto the petite figure. "This is simply nonsense. Where have all the servants gone?"

Her health was already bad and she needed to be taken care of. But now she not only ignored the doctor's advice, but also dared to fool around in the rain.

Chai Hui hurriedly ran to the palace gate, wanting to chase after him with an umbrella, but the prince was faster.

Chai Hui was completely shocked and stared blankly at the prince's back.

When he came to his senses, he was so scared that he opened his umbrella and chased after him, muttering, "Your Highness, be careful not to catch a cold!"

Nan Zhiyu walked aimlessly with her head down, letting the drizzle fall on her body. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of her eyes. She looked up blankly and happened to meet the gloomy face of the prince.

"Your Highness, I am honored to meet you." Nan Zhiyu immediately raised her hand to salute.

A hand reached out from the front and held her arm firmly.

Xia Shang was already thin, and after being wet by the rain, it stuck even closer to her skin, and the scorching temperature spread from the palm of her hand to her arm.

Nan Zhiyu lowered her eyes and looked at the hand with some surprise, then quietly opened her eyes and looked up.

The prince stood right in front of her, his noble figure carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

Nan Zhiyu was only one step away from him and could clearly feel his increasingly terrifying aura.

Although she had not served the prince for a long time, she was good at guessing people's minds and roughly knew why the prince was angry.

Wei Qingye noticed her gaze and looked over.

"The summer rain is a little chilly. Your Highness, please go back quickly to avoid catching a cold." Nan Zhiyu's voice was filled with anxiety. She frowned slightly and even raised her hand to gently push him.

"Then why are you getting wet in the rain?" The prince's voice was low and clear, containing a barely perceptible anger.

"I just acted on impulse."

Nan Zhiyu spoke in a calm voice, and despite the prince's gaze on her, she stepped into the misty drizzle.

Wei Qingye held an umbrella and watched the woman in front of him pretending to turn around in a carefree manner, feeling inexplicably irritated.

Nan Zhiyu deliberately slowed down her pace and took two steps forward, and then there seemed to be a wind blowing from behind.

A bamboo-like and jade-like figure fell behind her and forcefully stuffed the warm handle of an oil-paper umbrella into her hand. Then the prince bent down and picked the person up by the waist.

"Your Highness?!" Nan Zhiyu's eyes widened, and when she came to her senses, she found herself firmly in his arms.

She opened her mouth, met those cold eyes, and swallowed back the words she wanted to say. In Chongming Palace, the prince strode in with Nan Zhiyu in his arms and put her directly on the stool.

Chai Hui hurriedly found a clean towel and ordered someone to prepare ginger soup.

He was carrying the boiling ginger soup and had just walked into the main hall when he heard a voice from the inner room saying "get out."

Chai Hui quickly responded, "Your Highness, I have put the ginger soup on the table outside!"

He retreated happily, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: It's Yue Fengyi as expected, with her around, there is no need to worry about His Highness's wrath falling on servants like them.

Nan Zhiyu's wet clothes were stripped off completely, and the prince wrapped her in a silk quilt like a silkworm cocoon, with only her head sticking out.

The prince changed into a thin dark blue shirt and silently took a towel to help Nan Zhiyu wipe her hair. She sat obediently on the couch and did not dare to speak.

When the prince lifted the bead curtain to serve the ginger soup, he heard some suppressed crying sounds coming from inside. He shook his head helplessly, and finally walked in with the ginger soup.

Nan Zhiyu had her back to him, curled up in the silk quilt like a ball of wool. The choking sound came from the couch. She pursed her lips, and little pearls kept falling down.

He raised his eyebrows and placed the ginger soup in his hand on the low table.

A sigh came from behind, and Nan Zhiyu's sobbing stopped abruptly. Before she could turn around awkwardly, a hand used the quilt to turn her around.

"What is Empress Nan crying about? Tell me." There was seriousness in his words, and his hands were wiping her tears.

"No, nothing. I just felt wronged for being stopped outside the palace and not being able to see His Highness." Nan Zhiyu secretly stretched out her hands from under the quilt and hugged his waist tightly.

"Why is Empress Nan so pampered?" He asked in a long voice, with a faint smile at the corners of his narrow eyes.

"Drink this to avoid catching a cold."

A large bowl of soup with a strong flavor of ginger was brought to her.

There is probably no one else in the entire Eastern Palace who can be served like this by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Please, Your Highness, can I not drink this?"

Nan Zhiyu had a bitter face and her brows were slightly furrowed. The things she hated most in her life were bitter medicine juice and ginger soup.

"No, are you too confident that you will fall down if the wind blows?" Wei Qingye rejected her request mercilessly, his tone was firm and there was no room for maneuver.

Nan Zhiyu withdrew her arms from his waist, wrapped herself in the quilt and hid in the innermost corner of the bed, protesting in a low voice: "I am not sick, I don't need to drink this."

Wei Qingye was amused by her naughty appearance. He pulled her to him by the corner of the quilt and handed the ginger soup to her with his other hand. "Be good and finish the ginger soup. Otherwise, Queen Nan will have to bear the consequences yourself."

The prince stood in front of her, his dark phoenix eyes revealing danger and aggression, which made her feel flustered and uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, stop staring at me like that~"

Nan Zhiyu was like a frightened cat. Before she could make any move, a big, broad hand grabbed her neck.

"Why is Queen Nan so overbearing that she won't even let me look at it?"

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　　【Anyway, that’s pretty much what I meant. ()】

　　
　
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