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

Xiao Chenyuan took Su Yaoyao's hand, and the two slowly walked back along the corridor.

"Oh, right," Xiao Chenyuan suddenly remembered something, "the Marquis of Yongning has sent several visiting cards these past few days, wanting to come and see Su Qingrun, but I have refused them all."

He paused, then looked at her: "Do you... need my help? Dealing with the Yongning Marquis's mansion is not a difficult task for me."

Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao's eyes curved into a smile, like a cunning fox: "No need, it's more satisfying to take revenge myself."

She leaned closer, looked up at him, her eyes sparkling: "But... could Your Highness do me a small favor?"

Seeing her expression, Xiao Chenyuan knew what mischief she was up to again, and a slight smile played on his lips: "What kind of fun are you planning this time?"

Su Yaoyao tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to lower his head.

Xiao Chenyuan leaned down obediently, and Su Yaoyao whispered a few words in his ear.

A warm breath brushed past her ear, carrying the unique scent of white plum blossoms.

Xiao Chenyuan was stunned after hearing this, then chuckled, "You...you're too wicked."

"What's wrong with that?" Su Yaoyao said matter-of-factly. "Your Highness, please remember to set the date for the fifth day of next month."

"So particular?" Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow. "You care about him quite a bit."

"Your Highness, what are you saying?" Su Yaoyao glared at him. "That day was an auspicious day—the almanac said it was 'suitable for collecting debts, suitable for bloodshed, and there would be a spectacle to watch.'"

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Your Highness, are you acquainted with Chu Qingzi?"

Xiao Chenyuan paused slightly: "Why are you bringing her up now?"

"At the palace banquet that day," Su Yaoyao said slowly, "she found my handkerchief."

"Which day?" Xiao Chenyuan didn't react for a moment.

Su Yaoyao looked up at him, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes, and suddenly made a gesture with her right hand—

Then she looked at him with a smile: "What other day could it be?"

Xiao Chenyuan's handsome face flushed red.

He looked away, his voice somewhat unnatural: "This...this is putting you in a difficult position?"

"She didn't make things difficult for me," Su Yaoyao interrupted him with a smile, "She even had my cousin return the handkerchief to me. She was quite clever; she didn't make a fuss."

As she spoke, her tone suddenly shifted, her voice softening and tinged with a hint of grievance:

"But speaking of which... Your Highness, shouldn't you show me some compassion?"

Xiao Chenyuan turned his head: "Hmm?"

Su Yaoyao extended her right hand and waved it in front of him, her fingertips slightly curled, making a loose clenching gesture:

"My hand was sore for several days back then, I couldn't even write."

"..."

Xiao Chenyuan froze on the spot, his ears turning bright red, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily before he managed to squeeze out a voice: "How could I not love you..."

He couldn't continue.

Seeing his embarrassed and anxious appearance, Su Yaoyao felt an even stronger urge to tease him.

She felt that teasing this high and mighty Crown Prince was much more fun than teasing a cat.

"That's right," she sighed dramatically, holding up her hands to make an exaggerated gesture, her tone innocent and naive:

"Your Highness truly has a great future ahead of you!"

The gestures and the look in his eyes made the message crystal clear.

Xiao Chenyuan was taken aback at first, then realized what she meant, and his face flushed red, even his neck turned crimson:

"Su Yaoyao! You, you...you have no shame?!"

"Huh?" Su Yaoyao blinked innocently. "I was praising you for being so thoughtful and considerate. What were you thinking, Your Highness?"

As she spoke, she deliberately tilted her head, her expression as innocent as a white flower: "Your Highness, you wouldn't... be thinking of something improper, would you?"

Xiao Chenyuan was so embarrassed by her that he couldn't speak. After a long while, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeve.

"Hey, hey, hey—" Su Yaoyao quickly chased after him, grabbing his sleeve, "Your Highness, don't go..."

Xiao Chenyuan paused in his steps.

Su Yaoyao couldn't stop in time and bumped into his back.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain, covering her nose as tears welled up instantly—it really hurt!

Xiao Chenyuan hurriedly turned around, cupped her face to check, and asked, "Where did you bump into? Let me see..."

"It hurts so much..." Su Yaoyao's eyes were brimming with tears, her nose bright red. "It's all over, I'm disfigured, His Highness won't like me anymore... Waaaaah..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not like you?" Xiao Chenyuan was both anxious and distressed, cupping her face to examine it carefully. "There's no broken skin, just a little red. I'll go get some ointment..."

"I don't need the ointment." Su Yaoyao took the opportunity to hug his waist, bury her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Your Highness, a hug is enough."

Xiao Chenyuan stiffened, then sighed helplessly, gently wrapped his arms around her, and patted her back lightly.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Su Yaoyao chuckled in his arms, but pretended to sniffle.

"Is Your Highness still angry?"

"...I'm not angry anymore."

"Is Your Highness still coming or not?"

"...I'm not leaving."

"Will Your Highness come to sleep with me tonight?"

"I'm not going."

Su Yaoyao suddenly looked up: "???"

Her eyes widened, looking as if she had been abandoned by a heartless man: "You heartless man! You didn't cherish me after you got me... Waaah..."

She started acting again.

Xiao Chenyuan sighed helplessly, but couldn't bear to scold her, so he lowered his voice and coaxed, "It's not that I don't want to... it's your brother who spoke up."

Su Yaoyao paused in her sobs: "You're still afraid of him?"

"My brother said," Xiao Chenyuan paused, his tone tinged with a rare sense of frustration, "that if I stay in your room again before he recovers from his injuries... he'll break your legs."

Su Yaoyao instinctively replied, "Fine, let's fight then..."

She suddenly realized halfway through her sentence: "Huh? Wait, my leg?!"

Xiao Chenyuan nodded, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes: "Yes. So it's best for me to avoid suspicion these next few days."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

She opened her mouth, but after a long pause, she managed to stammer out, "My brother... is he really that cruel?"

Xiao Chenyuan gently ruffled her hair, a tender smile hidden in his eyes: "He said it's for your own good."

"For my own good?" Su Yaoyao pouted. "I think he's reluctant to part with me and wants to keep me here for a few more years."

"Perhaps." Xiao Chenyuan took her hand and continued walking forward. "So these next few days, I can only accompany you during the day, and at night... you'll have to sleep by yourself."

Su Yaoyao gave a listless "Oh," then suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up:

"Then... is daytime okay?"

Xiao Chenyuan paused, turned to look at her, his eyes dangerous: "Su Yaoyao."

"I was just asking..." Su Yaoyao chuckled and leaned closer, taking his arm. "Doesn't Your Highness want to?"

Xiao Chenyuan stared at her for a long time, then finally sighed, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his head to place a kiss on the top of her head:

"……think."

His voice was low, with a suppressed hoarseness:

"I'm going crazy thinking about it."

"So," he released her, looking earnestly into her eyes, "you'd better marry me quickly. Otherwise, I'm afraid one day I really won't be able to resist and will ignore your brother's words."

Su Yaoyao looked at the undisguised longing in his eyes, and her heart suddenly started racing.

She tiptoed and gave him a quick peck on the lips, then turned and ran, her laughter ringing out.

"Then Your Highness would like to hurry!"

Xiao Chenyuan stood there, watching her retreating figure, raised his hand and gently touched his lips, which still carried her scent, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

It's time to hurry.

Otherwise... he really couldn't hold back any longer.