The Demon Prince

Xiao Xingyue did know about this in his original memories, but he always thought that his pen pal was just an ordinary person, like his seventeen female online friends in his previous life, who would flirt with him occasionally.

Unexpectedly, it was actually the Sixth Princess, Li Lingxi… Xiao Xingyue sighed: It’s reasonable that these two can hang out together.

Li Lingxi has an eccentric personality. It's not that her noble status disqualifies her from making friends, but rather that few dare to be her friend.

Needless to say, Xiao Xingyue was respected and kept at a distance by high-ranking officials and nobles. If it weren't for this selection of military officers, even dogs wouldn't give him a second glance.

Two people who were both in the same boat started a virtual friend-making service, which helped them alleviate their loneliness.

Xiao Xingyue's eyes lit up. His online love interest was Li Lingxi, which made it much easier to interrogate Cui Daoyuan!

He picked up the pen, spread out the paper, dipped it in ink, and began to write:

"A kindred spirit! I'm so excited!"

Today I tricked Xiao Qing, who didn't want to marry me!

They even got Xiaohua under their thumb!

If I can deal with their older sister, I'll be able to turn things around!

Oh right, that weakling asked you for help to extract a confession. I think you might as well help him.

Let that weakling see your abilities with his own eyes, and he will surely be so ashamed that he will want to disappear.

Let him know that he is not good enough for you!

—”

Finished.

Xiao Xingyue blew the ink dry and stuffed it into a bamboo tube:

"Release them."

Zhao Yuanbao ran outside, clutching the bamboo tube.

Xiao Xingyue had just witnessed the pigeons take flight when Li Wangshu returned to his residence.

She was naturally charming, and usually maintained a princess-like demeanor in the palace, keeping a certain air about her.

Now that she's back at the Prince's mansion, her steps slow, her skirt sways gently, and her waist sways lightly in the wind. She looks like a vixen who has stepped out of a painting, with a smile in her eyes, both alluring and sweet.

Seeing Xiao Xingyue checking the gift list in the main hall, Li Wangshu slammed a brocade box on the table and smugly snorted, "Xiao Xingyue, you've been quite lucky lately! Here, this is from your mother. You did a good job investigating the imperial examination case, and your mother said you did well and told you to keep up the good work."

Xiao Xingyue reached out and opened it. Inside was a stack of silver notes. He took them out, twirled them between his fingers, and realized that it was too little. The amount was wrong. Given Consort Shu's magnanimity, if she had given a reward, she wouldn't have given only this much.

Xiao Xingyue stared at Li Wangshu.

Li Wangshu blinked guiltily:

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Xingyue placed the silver notes on the table: "Is that all?"

Li Wangshu's expression remained unchanged:

"You suspect me of embezzlement? Whatever Mother gives me, I'll bring back."

Xiao Xingyue got up and walked around her once.

Li Wangshu felt uneasy under his gaze.

"What do you want to do?"

Xiao Xingyue stopped in front of her: "Search her."

Li Wangshu took half a step back:

"You dare?"

Xiao Xingyue raised his hand, pressed it on her shoulder, and began to stroke downwards:

"What place haven't I seen before? What's there to be afraid of?"

Li Wangshu raised her hand to push him away, but Xiao Xingyue took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, groping her and searching for any hidden silver notes.

Li Wangshu's waist was incredibly supple. The moment Xiao Xingyue touched her side, her breathing softened, her eyes softened, and they became damp, seemingly angry, resentful, and reproachful, with a hint of seduction.

Her eyes widened, and with a slight curve in her gaze, Xiao Xingyue's hand paused involuntarily.

"Where are the silver notes?"

Li Wangshu smiled brightly, her face radiant, and reached out to hook her hand around Xiao Xingyue's collar, giving it a gentle tug:

"You really want to search? Then you'd better search carefully."

Before Xiao Xingyue could reply, she had already pushed him down onto the soft couch, and a fragrant breeze enveloped him.

Li Wangshu leaned down and stared at him, her black hair brushing against his neck, making him feel very ticklish.

He asked, "What do you want to do?"

Li Wangshu's slender hand traced across his chest:

"Of course it's my duty as a wife... It's been a few days since we last met... Don't you miss me?"

The voice was soft, sweet, and alluring. Xiao Xingyue's Adam's apple bobbed, and he shook his head.

Li Wangshu snorted: "Your body is much more honest than you are..."

Xiao Xingyue said seriously, "I have important business to attend to, don't delay me..."

Li Wangshu smiled even more charmingly: "I've delayed you, so punish me."

A gust of wind blew through the window, causing the curtains to sway gently. Inside, the punishment began: torture and whipping. Some begged for mercy, their voices hoarse from panting.

……

One hour later.

The room fell silent.

Xiao Xingyue leaned against the soft couch, his back a little sore. Li Wangshu lay beside him, her black hair disheveled, her face as red as a spring peach and as rosy as the evening glow.

She lazily picked up the stack of silver notes, pulled out one, and smacked it on Xiao Xingyue's face:

"Since you worked so hard just now, I'll tell you, actually this princess was really greedy..."

Xiao Xingyue activated his "sage mode," closed his eyes to rest, and didn't want to talk.

Li Wangshu propped herself up, her body radiating boundless beauty, and with a gentle twist of her waist:

"I was greedy, so punish me now."

Xiao Xingyue immediately supported his waist, determined not to fall for it again.

Li Wangshu provoked him: "Weren't you very impressive just now?"

Xiao Xingyue waved his hand:

"Sages teach people to exercise self-control."

Li Wangshu snorted, turned over and sat up, slowly straightening her clothes:

"Don't worry, I didn't squander those 200,000 taels; I spent it all on the Prince's mansion."

Xiao Xingyue asked doubtfully, "Nonsense, my manor is dirt poor, where would I get the money?"

Just as he finished speaking, Zhao Yuanbao's voice came from outside:

"Your Highness, Ninth Princess, Miss Huaxian has finished surveying the palace and can begin painting."

Xiao Xingyue paused, then asked, "Who?"

"Shen Zhiming, I invited him." Li Wangshu glanced at him.

"Your palace is dilapidated and has been neglected for years. I hired her to beautify it. Hmph, didn't you want to marry all nine of our princesses? If this place looks nicer, my sisters will be even more eager to marry you, right?"

Xiao Xingyue looked at her suspiciously: "You'd be so kind?"

Li Wangshu paused, and then she stopped pretending:

"At the last poetry gathering, I saw her exchanging glances with you, and I was actually thinking of finding a chance to get rid of her!"

Xiao Xingyue handed him a dagger. "Go ahead, I support you."

Li Wangshu was dumbfounded. She pushed away the dagger and sneered, "Don't even think about tricking me! My mother taught me that a proper wife must be tolerant. Instead of constantly guarding against you finding other women, I'd rather have the women you fancy become my subordinates. That way, I can control them better... Sigh, Xiao Xingyue, where are you going?"

"Take a look at your newly recruited subordinates."

"You come back here!"

……

forecourt.

Shen Zhiming was looking at the wall under the corridor.

She had a cool and aloof expression, holding a picture album in her hand, followed by two maids carrying picture boxes.

Standing there, even the dilapidated pillars of the Prince's mansion seemed more elegant.

Xiao Xingyue walked over:

"Miss Shen."

Shen Zhiming turned and bowed: "Greetings, Your Highness."

Xiao Xingyue laughed:

"I heard Miss Shen is here to paint for the Prince's residence. Is she going to paint landscapes or do body painting?"

Shen Zhiming lowered his eyes and took a half step back:

"Your Highness is too kind. Zhi Mo was invited by the Ninth Princess to decorate the murals and screens in the Prince's residence."

His tone was distant, completely different from the fairy painter who blushed when he teased her at the poetry gathering.

Xiao Xingyue was puzzled; it was definitely something Li Wangshu had said to her.

However, he didn't care. The nine princesses determined whether he could marry into the royal family. He would put effort into winning them over, but the other women were unimportant. He wouldn't take responsibility, be proactive, or refuse them...

Just then, Zhao Yuanbao came to remind him, "Your Highness, the carriage is ready."

Xiao Xingyue glanced at the sky. "Let's go to the Ministry of Justice."

Shen Zhiming watched Xiao Xingyue's departing figure, wanting to ask something, but ultimately swallowed his words.