The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 33 The Escaped Slave
The lake surface at night was shimmering under the moonlight. An apricot tree was planted across the bank. The night breeze blew gently, and the petals fluttered down.

On the water, the girl swam hurriedly, looked up and saw an exquisite and imposing pleasure boat, and quietly went onto the wooden board.

Before she could find a place to hide, a hand grabbed her by the collar, lifted her up, and held her against the window by the neck, staring at her with dangerous eyes.

Zhi Xing was panting in panic, her whole body soaked in the lake water, and her delicate face was covered with apricot petals, adding a bit of beauty.

She glanced at the man in front of her. He was wearing a dark blue suit and his handsome face exuded a dangerous aura.

Bai Jinxiu died, and the Marquis's Mansion was going to execute her, so she took advantage of the chaos to escape.

She told herself that there was a glimmer of hope in the southwest direction, so she kept running and saw this magnificent pleasure boat with a royal totem on it by the lake.

At first I was worried that it was King Ye’s ship, but now it seems that it is no better than encountering King Ye.

A small boat swam over quickly, and the two men on the boat were wearing the clothes of the marquis's guards.

The guards rowing the boat stopped in front of the brightly lit pleasure boat. The guards in the pleasure boat held a knife and shouted at the two men, "How dare you! How dare you block the way of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The guard of the Marquis' Mansion bowed his head and saluted, saying, "It turns out to be Your Highness the Crown Prince. I apologize for the offense. A criminal slave escaped from the Marquis' Mansion and just jumped into the lake and disappeared. I would like to ask Your Highness if you have seen him."

Zhixing suddenly opened her eyes wide, he was actually the cruel prince Ye Jingnian!

Could it be... that she calculated wrongly?

Ye Jingnian raised his thin lips, his voice filled with dangerous mockery: "There is a woman beside me."

There was a sudden buzzing sound in Zhixing's head, the water waves were swaying, and through the gauze curtain, she caught a glimpse of a small boat approaching the pleasure boat.

Ye Jingnian was about to throw her over, but in a hurry, Zhixing untied her belt and took off her wet clothes.

Ye Jingnian narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped what he was doing.

Zhi Xing deliberately revealed a coquettish voice and said: "Hey, Your Highness, please be gentle~"

Hearing this, the guards rowing the boat stopped rowing.

Ye Jingnian raised his thin lips, let go of the hand that was pinching her, and instead hugged her waist, saying, "Okay, I'll be gentle."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, holding her and pressing her on the coffee table beside him, in full swing.

The guards couldn't see clearly through the veil, but they were not fools and naturally knew what was going on inside.

The two guards' faces flushed, but they were even more frightened, and they quickly knelt down: "I deserve to die, I have disturbed your highness's pleasure, I will get out now!"

After he finished speaking, the two attendants rowed the boat away in a hurry.

When the sound of the waves gradually faded away, Zhixing was like a frightened deer, her body trembling as if by a sieve, and her panicked face was covered with traces of tears.

Ye Jingnian looked down at her with contempt, then left her.

Zhixing put on her clothes hurriedly, tears falling from her eyes.

Ye Jingnian took her hand, walked to the edge of the boat, and reached out to push her back.

Zhixing screamed and fell into the water again.

She struggled to grab the edge of the boat, looked at Ye Jingnian in fear, and said, "Your Highness, I didn't mean to offend you, please spare my life..."

Ye Jingnian squatted down, raised his hand to lift her chin, and said with a wanton sneer: "How can you use me?"

Zhi Xing's eyes were red. She thought hurriedly in her mind and said, "Your Highness, I am Zhi Xing, the disciple of Master Yang Lian of Taiqing Temple. I know that you and King Ye have always been at odds. I can help you!"

Hearing this, Ye Jingnian narrowed his eyes slightly, lifted her out of the water, and threw her on the deck.

Zhi Xing covered her heart and gasped for breath. She looked up at Ye Jingnian, crawled in front of him, grabbed his collar, and said, "Zhi Xing must be loyal to His Highness." Ye Jingnian pinched her neck and smiled dangerously, "If you dare to lie to me, do you know what will happen?"

Zhi Xing's eyes were filled with fear: "Absolutely not. Zhi Xing swears to be loyal to His Highness until death."

Zhenbeihou Mansion, back garden.

Sheng Yunqing was lying on a short stone, flipping through the book in his hands.

The spring breeze blows, and a few strands of hair flutter, making her look like a banished immortal.

"Alas, Qing'er, Daddy feels that Qiuyao is really pitiful. She is still so young, but Bai's life span has been borrowed for so many years..."

Sheng Yunqing raised his hand and gently rubbed his brow, saying: "Dad, she is my cousin, your niece, I will naturally do my best to protect her, and I don't want the Sheng family to perish anymore."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and flipped through the book again.

We have to find a way to help Sheng Qiuyao prolong her life.

As he was talking, the girl in orange came over and asked, "Eldest sister, who are you talking to?"

Sheng Yunqing turned his head and took a look. Speak of the devil, he appears.

She smiled gently and said, "It's Yao'er, I was just talking to myself."

Sheng Qiuyao sat quietly on the stone, lowered her head and said, "Eldest sister, the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion just came to propose marriage."

Sheng Yunqing sat up and asked, "Someone asked you to marry him?"

Sheng Qiuyao nodded and said, "You were not in the hall just now, and Dad asked me to come and tell you in person."

Sheng Yunqing nodded and said, "If you like, I will start to arrange your dowry, and I will definitely make you a splendid bride."

Sheng Qiuyao smiled faintly and nodded at her: "Thank you, elder sister."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and wanted to leave, but then she frowned slightly, sat back down and clutched her skirt above her knees with both hands.

Sheng Yunqing raised his beautiful eyebrows and said, "What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with this marriage?"

Sheng Qiuyao lowered her head, bit her lip and said, "Eldest sister, do you have to find a husband that you like?"

Sheng Yunqing blinked: "Of course."

Sheng Qiuyao lowered her head even lower and said, "Eldest sister... I have never seen him."

"What?!" Sheng Yunqing closed the book and put it aside, saying, "You've decided to marry him before you've even met him?"

"To be honest, elder sister, Qiuyao has never made any decision on her own. If father and mother are satisfied with this marriage, I will..." She swallowed, looked up at her, and said, "I am so envious of elder sister for being so brave..."

Sheng Yunqing raised his hand and held her slightly cold hand, feeling a pang in his heart.

With a shortened lifespan, one's health would naturally be worse than others. I had heard before that Sheng Qiuyao was weak and fell ill every other day.

"Yao'er, if you don't like this marriage, you should refuse it."

Sheng Qiuyao was stunned for a moment, and said weakly: "Is it okay..."

Sheng Yunqing nodded and said, "If you don't marry into the royal family, you will still have a lot of freedom, but if you like any prince, I will also find a way for you."

Sheng Qiuyao shook her head and said, "In fact, I have met Ming Xuanchu, the eldest son of Prime Minister Ming, several times before. During the Spring Poetry Festival, I had a telepathic connection with him..."

(End of this chapter)