The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

Her cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, and water droplets clung to her eyelashes, but her eyes remained clear.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." She spoke softly, her voice carrying just the right amount of panic and gratitude. "I am unharmed. It's just..."

She bit her lip, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "There seemed to be something strange about that incense burner just now. I feel... a little dizzy."

As she spoke, she swayed, as if she were about to lose her balance.

Xiao Chenyuan frowned slightly.

He naturally sensed something was wrong with the fragrance. A combination of aphrodisiac and aphrodisiac, the effects of the drugs stacked...

He strode to the incense burner, flicked his sleeve, and the fire instantly went out.

"Ling Feng, open the window."

"yes!"

A night breeze swept in, quickly dispelling the sweet, cloying scent from the hall.

Su Yaoyao leaned against the screen, watching Xiao Chenyuan's nimble movements, a smile flashing in her eyes.

They arrived as expected.

She knew it—that letter from the Grand Tutor's residence wouldn't have been written in vain.

In his letter, her maternal grandfather described her as "timid, weak, and easily bullied," and earnestly requested His Highness the Crown Prince to take good care of her.

Given Xiao Chenyuan's respect for his teachers, once he had agreed, he would never sit idly by.

Moreover... just now outside the palace, he specifically reminded her about the Warmth Incense.

This shows that he had been keeping an eye on things from the shadows.

That's why she dared to gamble—gamble that he would follow, gamble that he would make a move.

only……

Su Yaoyao looked down at her soaked, almost transparent undergarment.

The way this "care" was taken was unexpectedly... direct.

"Miss Su." Xiao Chenyuan finished dealing with the incense burner, turned to look at her.

"This is no place to linger. I'll have a maid bring you some new clothes, you..."

He paused, his words trailing off.

Because Su Yaoyao suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him.

Those eyes were glistening with moisture, whether from the dampness or the effects of the medicine, it was hard to tell.

Her eyes were slightly red at the corners, and her gaze held a breathtaking allure.

"cousin……"

She called his name softly, her voice as gentle as a feather brushing against his heart, "I... can't stand up."

As she spoke, her body went limp, and she actually fell forward.

Xiao Chenyuan reached out his hand almost instinctively.

Warm, fragrant, and soft jade embraces me.

Her body was very light, yet incredibly supple.

Beneath the soaked clothes, her body temperature was high, and even through the thin fabric, one could clearly feel the undulating curves.

And there's that aroma that's a blend of feminine fragrance and a hint of alcohol.

Xiao Chenyuan stiffened. He was the Empress's adopted son, and it was perfectly acceptable for him to call him cousin, but...

He tried to push her away, but her hand gripped his sleeve tightly.

"cousin……"

Su Yaoyao looked up at him, her eyes filled with dependence and helplessness. "Are there... people outside? I'm afraid..."

Her voice was trembling.

It wasn't an act.

Although the incense hadn't been very potent, she was already tainted by the aphrodisiac, and now, stimulated by the cool sandalwood scent emanating from Xiao Chenyuan, the heat within her body seemed to be reigniting.

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his eyes, looking at her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, his brows furrowing even more.

"There's no one here."

His voice softened slightly, a rare occurrence. "I'm here; no one dares to harm you."

As he spoke, he tried to help her sit down on the couch.

But Su Yaoyao seemed not to hear him, and shrank even closer into his arms.

The soaking wet undershirt brushed against his collar, leaving dark water stains.

Xiao Chenyuan's breathing became slightly labored.

He had been practicing Buddhism for many years and believed himself to have extraordinary abilities.

But at this moment, the warmth in my arms, the fragrance lingering around my nose, and her unconscious closeness...

It's all like a silent test.

"Miss Su," his voice deepened, "please sit down first, I'll go and call a palace maid."

"don't want……"

Su Yaoyao shook her head, her fingers tightening around his sleeve. "Don't go..."

She tilted her head back, looking at him with hazy eyes, and suddenly asked softly:

"Your Highness...where are your prayer beads?"

Xiao Chenyuan was taken aback.

As she spoke, she reached out and touched his wrist. "Why aren't you wearing it anymore?"

Her fingertips were slightly cool, and when they touched the skin of his wrist, Xiao Chenyuan abruptly pulled his hand back.

The movement was a bit too hasty, and Su Yaoyao was pulled along by him, causing her to stumble and almost fall.

Xiao Chenyuan instinctively supported her again.

With this back and forth, the distance between the two became even closer.

He was so close that he could see the fine water droplets on her long eyelashes, and he could feel her warm breath brushing against his neck.

Su Yaoyao leaned against him and suddenly smiled.

That smile carried a seductive quality born from the effects of the drug, yet her eyes cleared for a fleeting moment:

"Your Highness... your heart is beating so fast."

Xiao Chenyuan's eyes darkened.

Without further hesitation, he released her, turned around, picked up the new clothes from the couch, and stuffed them into her arms.

"Put them on."

His tone returned to its usual cool and aloof manner, but if you listened carefully, you could detect a slight tension.

Holding the clothes, Su Yaoyao watched his rare display of panic, her smile deepening.

But she knew when to stop while she was ahead.

"Then..." She bit her lip, her eyes innocent.

"Cousin, could you... turn around?"

Xiao Chenyuan glanced at her, then silently turned away.

I heard the rustling sound of clothes being put on behind me.

The fabric rubbed against her skin, occasionally punctuated by her suppressed moans—perhaps the effects of the drug hadn't worn off, making her movements somewhat labored.

With each sound, Xiao Chenyuan's fingertips moved a fraction faster.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yaoyao's hesitant voice came from behind:

"cousin……"

"Um?"

"Um..." Her voice trailed off, tinged with embarrassment.

"They...don't seem to have brought me any underwear..."

Xiao Chenyuan stopped fiddling with his fingertips.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Only the candlelight crackled softly.

After a long pause, Xiao Chenyuan finally spoke, his voice devoid of emotion:

"I have yielded to the palace maid..."

"But if we call someone now..." Su Yaoyao interrupted him, her voice even softer, "If someone sees Your Highness here... my reputation..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.

A lone man and a lone woman, alone in a room late at night.

If someone were to be summoned at this moment and see His Highness the Crown Prince here, her reputation would be truly ruined.

Xiao Chenyuan remained silent.

He knew she was right.

Can……

"So, what does Miss Su mean?"

Su Yaoyao peeked halfway out from behind the screen.

She had already put on her outer garment, and the moon-white dress made her skin look as white as jade.

The neckline was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of the bare skin underneath.

Her long, wet hair cascaded down her shoulders, water droplets rolling off and disappearing deep into her clothes.

Her cheeks were still flushed, but her eyes were much clearer as she looked at him expectantly.

"Your Highness...could you...?"

She paused, as if gathering her courage, before speaking softly:

"Lend me, my daughter, one of your belongings..."

In the candlelight, her eyes were pure and her tone innocent.

It seemed like a desperate plea made out of desperation.

But Xiao Chenyuan saw a sly glint in her eyes.

Like a little fox who has successfully plotted.

He gazed at her quietly for a moment.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and untied his outer robe.

The pale white outer garment slipped down, revealing the plain-colored inner garment underneath.

He handed her his robe, his voice calm:

"Wear this."

Su Yaoyao took the outer robe, which still held his body heat, and blinked:

"Then Your Highness..."

"I have other matters to attend to," Xiao Chenyuan interrupted her, turning and walking towards the door.

"Ling Feng will bring a palace maid in a quarter of an hour. Miss Su, please return to the banquet once you've finished getting ready."

After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door and left.

The night wind blew in, stirring his thin undergarment.

Holding the outer robe that still retained the scent of sandalwood, Su Yaoyao watched his aloof and solitary figure disappear into the night, and slowly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

She lowered her head and buried her face in the soft fabric.

I took a deep breath.

The sandalwood scent is crisp and clear, mixed with a unique, cool fragrance that belongs only to him.

"You run really fast..."

She murmured softly, a smile playing in her eyes.

"but……"

"There's plenty of time, Your Highness."

Cold and abstinent?

Oh.

She was determined to see what it would look like when the iceberg melted.