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

Chapter 44: The Drunkard's Complaint
Seeing Nan Zhiyu preparing to kneel down, Wei Qingye’s brows furrowed even more.

She was obviously the victim, so it was natural for her to ask the mastermind behind the incident. What excuse did she want me to use to punish her?

Doesn’t she think about her frail body and whether it can withstand the hardship?
The prince stood up suddenly, and before he could even lift his feet, he heard Nan Zhiyu say, "Since Your Highness does not wish to see me, I will leave."

While Wei Qingye was stunned, the graceful figure had already left the inner hall, took the snowball from Chai Hui, and turned to go to the west warm pavilion.

Chai Hui looked at the empty space in his arms, and looked at Qingdai and Lianyue beside him in confusion, "Was there any movement in there just now?"

Qingdai and Lianyue both shook their heads, as if they had heard nothing just now.

So, the cat-stroking trio immediately went their separate ways, each looking for their own master.

Nan Zhiyu sat on the couch, curled up listlessly. Snowball twisted his body happily, and her fingers lightly stroked his little chin.

"My lady, did you have a quarrel with His Highness?" Lian Yue asked tentatively.

Nan Zhiyu sneered and said, "Your young master doesn't have such great ability. If you dare to quarrel with His Highness, I'm afraid that I am the reincarnation of a nine-tailed fox, and my life is not worth it."

After these words were spoken, Qingdai and Lianyue, who were usually smart, didn't know how to respond.

As for matters like quarrels, it still depends on the attitude of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If he is willing to coax her, then it won’t be a big deal.

If you don't want to spend time on it, that's another matter.

Nan Zhiyu teased Snowball and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Could it be that the prince really regarded this place as his own Chongming Palace?
While Nan Zhiyu was daydreaming, Chai Hui came with a smile on his face.

Nan Zhiyu looked at him in confusion. Could it be that... that bastard Prince had figured it out and sent Chai Hui to ask her to go back?

But it was obvious that Chai Hui was not here to invite her.

"My lord, His Highness asked me to take Snowball away."

Nan Zhiyu paused in her action of pinching the cat, lowered her eyes, and gently pushed the cat away.

Snowball stood up in a daze and stared at her with his mandarin duck eyes, as if curious why she didn't play with him anymore?

"Your Highness' cat should naturally be kept by your side."

When Chai Hui saw that Yue Fengyi didn't understand his hint at all, he was so anxious that he almost couldn't breathe.

Sin!

Your Highness has made someone angry, and he is too proud to appease her, so he can only cause trouble for the servants working for him.

They say that a fight at the head of the bed is made up at the foot of the bed. These two people were arguing and they were not in the same room. Can we expect the misunderstanding to be cleared up by themselves?

If the man didn't follow him, how could he dare to take the cat away?

Chai Hui frantically winked at Qingdai and Lianyue who were standing beside him, signaling them to help him start a conversation!

Qing Dai came forward and whispered, "My lady, this snowball recognizes people. I'm afraid that Master Xiao Chai doesn't have a small bag of dried fish, so don't even think about taking it back. Would you mind being kind and helping?"

Nan Zhiyu turned around and lay down beside the window, muffled and said, "I don't dare to help you with this."

The atmosphere in Jiangyunxuan suddenly became cold, and the two of them stayed in separate rooms and couldn't sleep well that night.

The next morning, after the prince left, the two never met again.

The news that Jiangyunxuan Yue Fengyi had fallen out of favor seemed to be confirmed, and the wind direction in the palace began to change.

When Qingdai brought in the prepared medicine, the small dish of preserved fruit beside it had disappeared.

Nan Zhiyu pretended not to see anything and drank the bad-smelling medicine in one gulp. Her eyes turned red from the bitterness.

Qingdai felt a little uncomfortable, "My lady, can I tell you a joke?"

Nan Zhiyu knew that she was coaxing her in her own way, and nodded with a wry smile.

As the days passed, the food delivered from the imperial kitchen became less and less satisfactory, the medicines obtained from the Imperial Hospital became inferior in quality, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs cut back on food and clothing expenses. Nan Zhiyu seemed not to care at all, and she became less and less talkative, her face became more and more haggard, and she looked as if she was terminally ill.

When the two met again, it was the Dragon Boat Festival.

Everyone had a happy look on their faces, with their eyes wide open. Wei Qingye was in a high position, while Nan Zhiyu was in a relatively low position.

He knew that she had not been having a very good time in the past half month.

But he resisted the urge to look at her, because the prince's majesty would not allow others to question it, no matter whether it was right or wrong.

But the prince, who had drunk the mellow and smooth realgar wine, couldn't help but frown.

The piece of clothing she wore on her head looked like a bamboo hairpin. Her clothes were also so plain and the size of her clothes didn't seem to fit her well. Her waist was empty and the good complexion she had worked so hard to maintain was completely gone.

The Crown Princess sat next to the Crown Prince and easily noticed that something was wrong with him, but she had no idea as he had so many people around him.

Jiang Jieyu was talking to Nan Zhiyu secretly from below, "How come you have lost so much weight in the past few days?"

How could Nan Zhiyu have the nerve to say that she had recently become obsessed with storytelling novels and often read until the middle of the night or at dawn. The weather was hot during the day and she could only lie under the small bamboo forest to sleep in the cool air. She had no time to eat, so she lost weight!

Does she dare to say this out loud?
I definitely wouldn’t dare.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Concubine Jiang automatically imagined a lot, took her hand and comforted her, "You are still young. If you have a quarrel with His Highness, just give in and act coquettishly and it will be over."

Nan Zhiyu couldn't help but well up in tears as she recalled the story she watched last night about a down-and-out scholar falling in love with a rich lady and being separated from her.

Oh, how could it be so miserable?
Concubine Jiang sighed and said nothing more.

After watching the lively dragon boat race, we returned to the palace for a banquet.

Perhaps because Nan Zhiyu drank a few glasses of fruit wine, she gradually became bolder and even dared to look up at the seat on the high platform.

Seeing him casually chatting with the Crown Princess beside him, he turned and left the table, disappearing into the darkness.

So much so that she missed the look that the prince, who was admired by everyone, was looking for in the crowd.

Nan Zhiyu did not return to Jiangyunxuan, but sat near Taiye Lake for a long time. When the night wind gradually cooled down, Lianyue put a cloak on her.

Nan Zhiyu then stood up and said, "Let's go back. It's so dark here, it's boring."

Qing Dai couldn't help laughing, "It's dark, it's hard for you to watch for so long."

The moment Nan Zhiyu stepped into the hall, she stopped immediately.

Because she saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting on the Arhat couch, reading a book in his hands.

Hearing the footsteps, the prince glanced at her, but before he could speak, the little girl grabbed Lian Yue's hand and asked, "Did you two drink at the banquet and take the wrong direction?

What we want to take back is Jiangyunxuan, not Chongming Palace."

He muttered to himself and was about to walk out while grabbing someone by the hand.

Qing Dai quickly pulled her back, lowered her head and whispered, "Girl, this is not Chongming Palace, this is Jiangyun Pavilion. Are you drunk after drinking those two sips of fruit wine?"

"You're the drunk one!" Nan Zhiyu's eyes widened and she tilted her head, pointing at the person on the Arhat couch. "Then let me ask you, why would His Royal Highness the Crown Prince appear here?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince closed the book and walked over slowly, "Why don't I appear here?"

Nan Zhiyu squatted on the ground, hugged herself, and sobbed softly, "Because His Highness hates me, that's why he won't appear here!"

Wei Qingye squatted on the ground patiently, poked her chin with a book and asked, "When have I ever said that I hate you?"

"Well... obviously there was. Your Highness had a very stern face that day."

"You don't even let me ask you, and you leave as soon as you don't agree..."

"...Hiccup...Even the cat was moved away..."

"...wuwuwu..."

　Don't try to reason with a drunk Zhizhi, because you can never convince someone who pretends to be drunk, hahahaha (￣y▽￣)~*covering mouth and laughing
　　That’s right, the goose girl is pretending, not real, don’t be fooled.

　　The author can drink a lot, so naturally, women should be able to drink a lot. ヾ(**)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)