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

Chapter 125 The Prince is Jealous
"I wonder what happened in Hexiang Garden last night. Was Concubine Ming injured?" Nan Zhiyu asked casually.

"Last night I just..." Wei Qingye touched the tip of his nose, not knowing how to explain.

The Jiaojiao in front of him had a bad temper and was narrow-minded. If he couldn't explain it well, she would definitely be annoyed with him.

"Your Highness was worried about Ming Zhaoyi's safety last night. It is natural. Why can't I understand that? Why do you have to take so much trouble to explain it to me?" Nan Zhiyu looked at him with a smile on her face, but there was sarcasm in her eyes.

"Your Highness, do you think that I am petty and not worthy of being on the stage?"

Wei Qingye reached out and pulled the person into his arms, "Zhizhi, what spicy food did you eat today that makes you say such harsh words?"

Nan Zhiyu was playing with the jade pendant with a dragon pattern hanging around his waist, and she knew that he had met Xiao Guizi and the others last night. She must have known that she had also been to Hexiangyuan, but he never mentioned it.

"Your Highness, there are so many beauties in the East Palace. If you just want a flower that can talk, isn't it just a matter of waving your hand?"

The Crown Prince was so angry at her sarcastic tone that he raised his hand to pinch her jaw and said coldly, "Yue Liangyuan, is this matter unresolvable?"

Nan Zhiyu's jaw was pinched so hard that it hurt, but she didn't cry out in pain.

When Wei Qingye realized what he was doing, his fingers loosened and the red on his skin was very glaring.

"Zhizhi~~"

Nan Zhiyu turned her head away, avoiding the prince's touch, "I have no relatives or brothers who have made achievements in the previous dynasty, and I have not made any special contributions. I do not deserve your highness's love."

Wei Qingye said to Nan Zhiyu with a gloomy face: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Her eyes were slightly red, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Don't you know what I want, Your Highness?"

Wei Qingye immediately shouted to stop the sedan chair. Chai Hui listened to the faint quarrel coming from inside and became extremely anxious.

Nan Zhiyu smiled bitterly and said, "I'll take my leave now."

After she finished speaking, she got out of the sedan chair without looking back and walked towards Jiangyunxuan.

Wei Qingye clenched his fists, veins popping out, "I must be crazy to quarrel with her."

After saying that, he opened the curtain and ran towards Nan Zhiyu.

Chai Hui looked at the two men running and chasing, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he stamped his feet with joy, "This is safe now!"

Nan Zhiyu was not walking very fast, and the prince caught up with her in a few steps. He grabbed her wrist and asked nervously, "Where are you going?"

She whispered, "Where else can I go? Of course I'll go back to Jiangyunxuan."

She pulled her slender wrist back again and again, but couldn't break free from the long fingers.

“No matter where you are going, can you please take care of your body?
Even if you don't feel bad, I still do!"

The last sentence was almost uttered by the man in front of him with gritted teeth.

Nan Zhiyu widened her glazed eyes and just stared at him motionlessly.

"Last night, His Highness saw Concubine Ming trapped in the sea of fire and wished he could take her place. The worry in his eyes was real."

Wei Qingye pulled the person in front of him, frowned slightly, and didn't quite understand what the girl in front of him was talking about.

"Nan Jiaojiao, I've seen people who put the blame on others, but I've never seen anyone arbitrarily accuse someone like you.

Last night in Hexiang Garden, I was thinking about what to do if you couldn't sleep well at night, but you said..."

Before His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could utter the rest of the words, his mouth was blocked by plump, soft red lips.

When Nan Zhiyu learned that he was worried about her in front of so many people last night, her heart ached and she simply stood on tiptoe and raised her head to block his chattering lips.

Wei Qingye's phoenix eyes sparkled with light, and he pinched her waist with both hands, turning the tables and conquering her.

When the long and lingering kiss ended, Nan Zhiyu's breathing became unstable and she almost fell into the man's arms.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, like the juice of peach blossoms, so beautiful and charming. Wei Qingye picked her up horizontally and walked towards his sedan chair step by step, like a ferocious beast in the deep forest, carrying his destined partner back to his territory, declaring sovereignty and possession.

Nan Zhiyu never expected that the relationship between her and His Highness seemed to have taken a step further because of this quarrel.

Your Highness, it seems that you are really beginning to like her.

What about... herself?
That violently beating heart seemed to explain everything.

Wei Qingye forcefully gripped her waist, and his slender fingers gently pushed aside the black hair on her cheek.

The prince slowly stroked her small ears with his fingertips, leaned over and buried his head, whispered to her neck, "Nan Jiaojiao, it's obvious that you don't believe me."

As soon as he finished speaking, tiny kisses began to fall, with a slightly warm touch and an itchy feeling.

Nan Zhiyu felt the prince's action and raised her hand to push him away, while her slender and fragile neck was tensely raised.

"itch……"

"Your Highness, please don't touch me, please..."

Vain and useless pleas for mercy.

The wind swirled and quietly lifted a corner of the sedan chair curtain.

The charming woman was forcefully captured and imprisoned by the calm and restrained prince.

The sedan chair finally stopped in front of Changle Palace, and Wei Qingye walked down holding Nan Zhiyu.

She buried her head in the prince's chest, and her exposed ears turned red.

After entering the palace, the prince looked down at the person who was burying his head in his arms and pretending to be an ostrich, and said with a smile: "Zhizhi, don't you want to look up and see your new residence?"

Nan Zhiyu quietly looked up at the unfamiliar palace. The floor was paved with golden bricks, with white jade inlaid inside and lotus patterns outlined.

Screen partitions are made of jade, and curtains are decorated with glass beads.

Next to the six-foot-wide purple-leaf sandalwood couch hung a silk bed curtain embroidered with smoky purple irises. When the wind blew, the silk fluttered, like a purple sea of falling clouds and mountains.

Nan Zhiyu was deeply shocked. According to her current position, almost nothing in this palace could be used by her.

"Don't worry, the things you have here are all from my private storehouse. There is no such thing as useless."

Nan Zhiyu tilted her head and rubbed it against his palm, "Your Highness is so kind to me, and I feel like I can't give anything in return."

Wei Qingye pulled her to sit on the yellow pear wood chaise longue and said seriously, "Zhizhi, I gave you all this not because I wanted to get anything from you.

You don't have to feel that you owe me anything, as long as you can always be by my side."

Nan Zhiyu nestled in the prince's arms obediently, playing with his long sleeves and fingers, "I will definitely accompany your Highness well, as long as your Highness does not despise me."

The little ancestor in front of Wei Qingye finally felt better. He pushed the woman down on the beauty couch and began to settle the score.

Nan Zhiyu was like a cat with its neck pinched, her struggles were in vain.

"Tell me, why didn't you listen to me in the middle of the night and run around everywhere?"

Before Nan Zhiyu could open her mouth to explain, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lowered his head and bit her small collarbone.

The sudden stinging sensation made her frown. Her glassy eyes, misty and moist, were like a lake reflecting the starry sky. The crimson corners of her eyes were particularly alluring.

The rosy and plump lips were pursed tightly, as if suppressing something...

　I just crawled out of the small dark room. I was so scared that I almost thought time had passed.

　　(End of this chapter)