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

Chapter 111 The Prince Asks for Forgiveness

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already arrived at the door of Jiangyunxuan in his sedan chair, but had not come out for a long time.

Seeing this, Chai Hui quickly stepped forward and reminded in a low voice: "His Highness has arrived."

As soon as the prince walked to the door of Jiangyunxuan, Fuzhu, the gatekeeper, quickly knelt on the ground and greeted him.

The prince suddenly stopped and asked in a low voice, "How has your master been feeling these past two days?"

Fuzhu couldn't figure out what His Highness was thinking, so he could only say half-heartedly, "The master hasn't liked to talk these past few days. Yesterday, the servants finally made a swing, and the master smiled for a moment."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes.

How could she be so angry at such a young age?

"Is your master preparing spices these days?" Wei Qingye continued to ask.

Fuzhu was stunned, then nodded and said, "The master said that he has nothing to do, so he can make some small things to give to others and kill time."

Hearing this, Wei Qingye's face was filled with displeasure, and the pressure around him grew heavier. Fu Zhu's heart trembled, and he buried his head in the ground.

Qiu Cui, carrying tea and snacks, found that His Highness had arrived and immediately bowed and greeted him.

The prince walked past her with an expressionless face. For some reason, Qiu Cui felt that his Highness looked like he was here to call her to task.

Nan Zhiyu sat on the beauty couch in the inner room, playing with the sachets she had strung together, wondering in her heart: Why hasn't His Highness come yet? Doesn't he know that his sachets are different from others?
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside, and the beaded curtain rustled.

When Nan Zhiyu looked up, she saw the Crown Prince, with an unpleasant look on his face, striding towards her.

Whether she felt guilty or something, she subconsciously put the sachet in her hand into a small box and placed it on the cabinet beside her.

From the moment she entered the inner room, those phoenix eyes took in Nan Zhiyu's every move.

"What good stuff did Zhizhi hide just now?"

Wei Qingye sat at the end of the beauty couch, leisurely looking at the boxes collected on the wooden cabinet.

It was rare to hear His Royal Highness call her by her nickname. This “Zhizhi” made her blush and her heart beat fast, but she tried her best to control herself and pretended that nothing happened. “Your Highness, you are joking. How could I have any good things here?”

Looking at her innocent expression, Wei Qingye was so angry that he laughed.

He remembered what the emperor said and leaned closer. "I'm almost moving my private vault to you, why are you still so self-deprecating?"

Nan Zhiyu looked at him warily. She didn't know why, but she always felt that there was something strange about His Highness today, but she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

"Your Highness, I want to drink tea..."

The hem of her skirt spread out on the beauty couch moved slightly, and her legs were held down. The heat from the man's palm passed through the thin fabric to the skin underneath.

Nan Zhiyu raised her clear eyes and looked at him puzzledly, "Your Highness?"

Wei Qingye raised his hand and scratched her little face, saying in a gentle voice: "It was my fault before. I made Zhizhi sad. Zhizhi, please give me a chance to comfort you!"

Nan Zhiyu couldn't help but feel her heart tremble slightly. His Highness always acted superior before, but why did he start using "I" in front of her this time?

Is it to settle accounts with her?

Wei Qingye poured the tea himself and handed it to her mouth, but he didn't let Nan Zhiyu touch it with her hands. She had no choice but to drink it in small sips.

The remaining half cup was drunk by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Nan Zhiyu stared at his lips in amazement, which overlapped with the lipstick mark she left on the cup.

Her cheeks couldn't help but start to get hot. His Highness was so annoying! The lip balm on Wei Qingye's thin lips was particularly eye-catching. Nan Zhiyu took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and pretended to wipe it for him.

Wei Qingye leaned back slightly, grasped her slender wrist with his long hand, and put it to his nose to sniff.

"Zhizhi, where does this cool fragrance come from? It smells so good?" As he spoke, his hot breath sprayed on the inside of her slender wrist, making her feel itchy.

"Your Highness, this is just an ordinary cold fragrance." Nan Zhiyu couldn't bear it. She felt an inexplicable itchiness all over her body. She wanted to pull her hand back, and her fingertips would touch his cheek intentionally or unintentionally.

Wei Qingye would touch her wrist bones and fingertips with his thin lips from time to time, his gentle eyes hiding a subtle aggression, "How did Zhizhi mix it? Can you give me some?"

"It's just a scented bead made of wandering flowers, Chen Xiang, camphor, and benzoin." Nan Zhiyu's eyes were red with excitement, and her glass eyes were full of mist. "This fragrance is only suitable for women. Your Highness is not suitable to wear Yuelin incense all year round...hiss~~"

Before she could finish the rest of the sentence, Nan Zhiyu took a breath of cold air. His Highness actually bit her just now?
The jade-white fingertips were tinged red, stained with a layer of water stains and clearly visible teeth marks.

"Then Zhizhi, please make a suitable one for me. This sachet happens to be empty."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently touched her fingertips as if to comfort her, and kissed each of her fingers in an extremely ambiguous manner.

It was difficult to connect the man in front of her with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Her inner throbbing kept accelerating with the Crown Prince's actions.

"Zhizhi, why don't you answer~" Noticing that she was distracted, Wei Qingye lowered his eyes nonchalantly and licked the soft flesh on the inside of her wrist bone.

“Send, send, Your Highness… Let, let go…” Nan Zhiyu collapsed on the couch and reached back tremblingly.

The other hand was on her shoulder, trying to push him away, but the man grabbed it and pinned her to the couch.

"Zhizhi, have you forgiven me?" Wei Qingye leaned closer, his deep and hoarse voice fell into his ear, and a kiss with thin lips followed.

The thick cold fragrance and the crisp moon lin fragrance are intertwined and lingering, just like the two people on the beauty bed at this moment.

"Forgive~" Nan Zhiyu couldn't control her panting, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth, suppressing the tiny sounds that escaped from her lips.

Seeing this, Wei Qingye stretched out his right index finger and pressed it against his lips to pry open his pearly teeth. Soon he felt the soft tip of the tongue pushing out.

"Zhizhi, be good."

As dusk fell, the gradually lit candles in Jiangyunxuan danced in the wind, as if burning every inch of her skin, which was not in harmony with the cool fragrance at all.

Nan Zhiyu's palms were forced to open and her fingers were intertwined with his. Wei Qingye's hot and heavy kiss made it impossible for her to think at all.

The dim candlelight shone through the beaded curtain into the inner room, illuminating two figures floating freely on the bed curtain.

Nan Zhiyu was sleeping soundly. When she opened her eyes, she found Lianyue, Qingdai and Qiucui standing around the couch guarding her.

"My lady, please have some tea to moisten your throat first." Lian Yue poured a cup of warm tea.

Nan Zhiyu almost couldn't hold it steady, and she used all her strength to drink the tea.

"My lady, when the prince came here yesterday, he seemed to be in a bad mood. Did you feel wronged?" Qingdai asked cautiously, glancing at her from time to time.

Nan Zhiyu didn't understand at first, but when she found that her collarbone and shoulders were covered with marks, she finally realized what was going on.

She quickly hid in the bed, wishing she could suffocate herself to death. She had never seen such a shameless person as the Crown Prince. He clearly said he was here to apologize, but in the end he was the one who took advantage.

You bastard, you bad bastard, huh!
　Thanks to bi8bo9 for one monthly ticket, Shuoxuyinzhuling for three recommendation tickets, Fengzhiyumuzhuo for four recommendation tickets, and Xiantanzanghaiwu for five recommendation tickets.

　　Tangtang: Your apology and my apology seem different hahaha
　　The dog prince is as cunning as honeycomb coal. I feel like kicking him twice (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴

　　
　
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