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

Chapter 94: Which is more important, loneliness or crown?

Nan Zhiyu lowered her head, her ears half covered by her black hair turned red, "Your Highness only knows how to laugh at me, I don't want to be with you anymore."

The little girl slid down the couch, glared at him fiercely, and ran towards the inner hall barefoot.

Wei Qingye stood up helplessly and asked, "Why are you running around barefoot again?"

Nan Zhiyu heard the sound of the bead curtain shaking and turned around hurriedly, with panic in her eyes.

"Your Highness, it's okay for me to wear silk stockings." She walked over with a smile, her eyes unconsciously looking towards the beauty couch beside the bed.

"What were you doing just now?" Wei Qingye held her in his arms, and his eyes immediately fell on the place where she had just been.

What is hidden behind the beauty bed?
Nan Zhiyu felt a little guilty, her glazed eyes dodged left and right, not daring to look at him at all, "I often read on that couch, and it's a bit messy. I was afraid that Your Highness would laugh at me, so I cleaned it up.

Wei Qingye didn't believe a word of the reason she gave. Normally, Qingdai and Lianyue were there to help clean up the hall, so how could it be so messy?
"Is Nan Jiaojiao so careful about her behavior in front of me now?" The dark phoenix eyes stared at her with a bit of prying in their eyes.

Nan Zhiyu quickly pulled him towards the couch and said, "It's getting late, Your Highness should go to bed early."

Wei Qingye looked at his hand being held by her, his eyebrows slightly raised, although he didn't say anything, the curled corners of his lips were enough to prove everything.

After just a few steps, the prince couldn't help but look there again.

Nan Zhiyu realized something was wrong only when she walked to the couch. She was so anxious to let the prince rest on the couch that she had the illusion that she could not wait any longer.

"Nan Jiaojiao, why don't you leave?"

The voice of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sounded, he leaned very close, his hot breath fell on her soft white neck.

Nan Zhiyu covered her face with a handkerchief and turned around hastily and said, "Your Highness, please don't misunderstand what I mean."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's deep phoenix eyes curved, his bony fingers rested on her slender waist, and he leaned closer, "What did I misunderstand?"

Nan Zhiyu took a step back, her calves against the edge of the couch, and her whole body fell backwards uncontrollably, grabbing things with her hands.

As a result, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fell onto the couch as well.

Nan Zhiyu hadn't recovered yet. A dark shadow covered her eyes. The slender body trapped her in it. She pressed down with her thin lips, "Since I didn't misunderstand, then this is what you meant."

The hot breath came over her like an overwhelming force, and Nan Zhiyu was forced to tilt her neck back and endure it passively.

"Your Highness..." Nan Zhiyu gasped in small breaths, like a fish that couldn't breathe out of water. She could only call out in a low voice for mercy when her lips parted.

Wei Qingye leaned against her shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you keep calling me 'gu'?"

Nan Zhiyu's slender fingertips pressed against his shoulder, "Your Highness, it hurts~"

Wei Qingye pecked her plump and moist red lips lightly, "Nan Jiaojiao, I haven't touched you yet, how can it hurt? Don't lie to me."

Nan Zhiyu pulled the tassel headband on his crown, leaving a red mark on her collarbone.

Wei Qingye raised his fingers and rubbed them twice, "How delicate!"

As she said this, her slender fingers caressed and pulled off the jade hairpin and threw it on the ground, but the crown and tassels in her hair did not fall off directly.

"Trouble~" After the two words came out of his thin lips, they randomly fell on his red lips and tossed and turned.

The hand clasped around her waist grasped her slender wrist and led her to touch the cold crown.

The sound of "ding-dang" rang out in the inner hall, and Nan Zhiyu's eyes followed the crown and tassels that fell to the ground.

"Is that tattered crown as pretty as mine?" Wei Qingye noticed that she was not paying attention, so he pinched her jaw and kissed her ticklish earrings. "No... not as pretty as Your Highness." A tiny voice escaped from her throat. Nan Zhiyu was like a fish on the chopping board, and could only let others do whatever they wanted.

Chai Hui stood outside the door, looking at the scattered stars in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

All of His Highness’ rules are nothing in front of Yue Zhaoxun.

Qiu Cui anxiously carried the medicine along the corridor to the door, but was stopped by Chai Hui, "Don't you want to live?"

Qiu Cui suddenly realized something and quickly took two steps back. "Thank you, Master Xiao Chai, for reminding me. But this medicine is for my lady to replenish her body. She must drink it every night..."

Chai Hui waved at her and said, "Put the medicine on the small stove to warm it up. When Yue Zhaoxun wants to drink it, have someone bring it over."

Qiu Cui nodded and hurried towards the small tea room.

He raised his eyes and glanced inside the hall, thinking that he might not be able to drink Yao Yue Zhaoxun tonight.

Judging from the speed His Highness is taking, it will probably take until the second half of the night.

On the couch in the inner hall

The quilts and mattresses were in a mess.

Nan Zhiyu never expected that after taking off his crown tonight, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would act so excessively, as if he had broken free from some shackles.

Every time she begged for mercy, His Highness would agree but bully her even more severely.

"Nan Jiaojiao, which is more important, the crown or orphan?" The hand that was pressing on her lower back wandered around carelessly, causing the beauty to tremble wherever it went.

Nan Zhiyu's eyes were misty. She was bullied so badly that she couldn't refute. Instead, she had to coax him: "Your Highness... is important."

No matter how she says this, it's wrong.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince grasped her fingers and kissed them softly, and said lazily, "Since I am more important, why do you want to see a broken crown?"

"Nan Jiaojiao, is this considered as saying one thing and thinking another?"

Nan Zhiyu was no longer able to refute, her voice was almost hoarse. She simply nodded in response to the prince's accusation, "It looks good, it's important."

Every word accurately touched upon the Crown Prince's bottom line, and he did not get angry but laughed instead.

Nan Zhiyu felt him put one hand on her waist and stood up, and she was frightened like a fluttering moth. She quickly clung to him and wrapped her two delicate legs tightly around his tight waist and abdomen.

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Nan Zhiyu swallowed nervously and kissed him twice on the jaw to please him.

Wei Qingye walked slowly to the beauty couch, a sneer in his throat, "Since Nan Jiaojiao thinks it is beautiful and exquisite, and more important than me, I am so generous and will naturally satisfy you."

Nan Zhiyu was not a fool, and she could not see the word "generous" on his face. She kissed the corner of his eye flatteringly, "Your Highness, the prime minister's stomach can hold a boat, so he will definitely not care about me, right?"

Wei Qingye nodded, took out a tassel headband from somewhere, and then wrapped it around her wrists again and again.

"Well, I find it much more pleasing to the eye!"

Nan Zhiyu felt like the sky was falling. She pulled hard twice, but found that she couldn't get free at all. She just twisted her body and said coquettishly: "Your Highness, why are you tying me up?"

"I think Nan Jiaojiao looks very pretty like this."

Nan Zhiyu felt like crying but had no tears. He was simply a narrow-minded and stingy person!

　Ah, this one tonight is not easy to write, and thank you for voting, I don’t have enough time to write it, I will make up for it tomorrow (=ＴェＴ=)
　　
　
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