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

Chapter 159

The setting sun was illuminating the sky with red clouds. Chai Hui pushed open the gate with a food box in his hand and said with a smile, "Your Highness, Master Yue, it's time to eat!"

Chai Hui stood obediently under the eaves and waited for a cup of tea, but he still didn't hear any movement from inside. He pricked up his ears curiously and listened.

"Could it be that Your Highness fell asleep with Master Yue?"

Shu Yan, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly appeared, scaring Chai Hui so much that he lost his balance and took two steps back, just in time to push the door open.

Chai Hui's face turned pale, and he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to admit his fault, "I beg Your Highness to calm down."

Shu Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw this, "Puchi~ Eunuch Xiao Chai, why don't you look up and apologize?"

Chai Hui secretly glanced into the room, wanting to see what the Crown Prince's expression was like, but he only saw an empty bed and a half-open window.

His eyes were dull, and he turned to look at Shu Yan behind him: "Where are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Master Yue? Why are they gone?"

Shu Yan explained: "Your Highness is not used to the vegetarian food in this temple, so he took Master Yue to a nearby villa. Nothing will happen."

Chai Hui snorted coldly and stuffed the food box in Shu Yan's hand, "In that case, then this vegetarian meal is cheap for you."

Shu Yan opened the food box, smelled the aroma of the food inside, turned around and dragged Chai back to the stone table in the yard, "This is your share, don't expect me to help you eat it all."

Chai Hui did not refuse and sat on the stone bench with him and shared the vegetarian meal.

The moonlight is bright and the stars are twinkling.

In a very elegant courtyard in the villa, there is a clear pond reflecting willows and rugged rocks. Lanterns are placed in between, scattered at different heights, and their reflections are in the pond.

The breeze blows, willows fly, lights turn, stars and moon sway, as if you have accidentally entered the fairyland of Yaotai.

From time to time, there were some heart-stirring sounds coming from inside...

A nightingale flew across the night sky silently and landed on a tall willow branch. His dark eyes looked through the crack in the window and saw the scene of the bird being burned inside.

The decoration of the room can be described as extremely exquisite, with silver gauze and beaded curtains hanging on the scarlet felt carpet, luxurious and exquisite.

In the beast furnace in the corner, smoke was curling up, and the elegant and cool scent of Yue Linxiang was gradually eroding Nan Zhiyu's consciousness.

On the couch by the window in the inner room

The bright moonlight shone through the slightly open window of the inner room, onto the quilt made of Sichuan brocade, and scattered on Nan Zhiyu's back, with red dots dotted between her taut spine and the deep hollows of her waist.

Wei Qingye's slender fingers were lingering on her charming waist, his burning eyes examining Nan Zhiyu's face from her cheek down inch by inch. His powerful left hand pulled up Nan Zhiyu's wrists, forcing her to tilt her neck back while she was lying on her stomach.

His slender and flexible right fingers forcefully spread her fingers apart, slid between her fingers, and then interlocked theirs.

Then he leaned down and kissed the back of her neck all the way to her bright red lips.

Nan Zhiyu's breathing became disordered and her heartbeat became faster and faster.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was forced to raise her slender neck, like a weak and innocent prey chosen by her tribe to be sacrificed.

"Hmm... Zhizhi is still so easy to bully~"

Wei Qingye murmured vaguely, and just as he was about to move away from Nan Zhiyu's lips, he saw Nan Zhiyu licking her lips subconsciously, with a charming and seductive look in her eyes.

"Since Your Highness knows... then please be more merciful..." "I will do my best." Wei Qingye's eyes were dark. He held Nan Zhiyu's earlobe, and after hearing the vibrato that satisfied him very much, he left marks one after another on her white and jade-like neck.

"Zhizhi, don't bite."

"Shout out loud, I want to hear it."

"..."

The night was long, and Nan Zhiyu was carried into the bathroom by the Crown Prince and washed.

But the matter was not over yet. Nan Zhiyu was too weak to fall asleep in the second half of the night. Her jet-black hair slightly covered her face, the corners of her eyes were crimson, with obvious traces of tears, and her soft breath sprayed in Wei Qingye's arms.

Wei Qingye wanted to wash himself again, but as soon as he moved, the sleeping Nan Zhiyu subconsciously hugged his arm and refused to let go, crying, "Don't go... Don't leave Zhizhi..."

The Crown Prince's heart had long been softened. He sighed, grabbed the person in his arms, and patted her patiently, "Good boy Zhizhi, go to sleep. I will stay here with you and will not leave."

For two whole days, Nan Zhiyu was trapped in the room by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and had not gone out at all. When she finally regained consciousness and saw someone's happy face, she was so angry that she threw the pillow in her hand away.

"Go away, I don't want to see you now." Nan Zhiyu said as she buried herself in the quilt, hiding and refusing to come out to see anyone.

These marks all over the body may not disappear completely in ten days or half a month even if you apply ointment.

"Zhizhi, even if you are angry, you can't not eat!" Wei Qingye was in a very good mood, with the corners of his mouth raised, he walked to the couch and coaxed softly.

"Your Highness, now you know how to say this. When I said I was hungry before, why didn't you seem to feel the least bit distressed?"

Nan Zhiyu was so angry that she pulled back the quilt and complained to him angrily.

Wei Qingye hurriedly held her in his arms and gently massaged her lower back with his hands. "Alright, alright, it's my fault for not being able to control myself, and Zhizhi has suffered as a result. Next time, I will definitely..."

Nan Zhiyu, who was already angry, pushed him away when she heard that there would be a next time. "Your Highness really has no good intentions. You are about to skin me alive and eat me alive, yet you are still thinking about next time."

"Go away, I don't want you."

Nan Zhiyu curled up in the quilt and hid at the innermost part of the bed, refusing to let Wei Qingye touch her.

Wei Qingye also knew that what he had done this time was really too much. He touched the tip of his nose guiltily, moved the small table to the couch, and placed the food on it.

"Since Zhizhi doesn't want to see me, then I will leave. But one thing is for sure, you must eat this meal. You don't want to faint from hunger on the way back to the palace, right?"

When this matter was mentioned, Nan Zhiyu recalled the incident when she was called to see the imperial physician. It was so embarrassing.

After waiting for everyone to leave, she slowly crawled out of the bed and slowly ate the porridge in the bowl.

"You little dog prince, you have no self-control at all. You're almost dying on your bed." Nan Zhiyu muttered softly.

A figure suddenly appeared by the window, "Zhizhi, don't think that I won't hear you if you curse me behind my back."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly stuck his head out from behind the window, scaring Nan Zhiyu so much that she screamed.

She stared with grievance, "Hasn't His Highness already left? Why is he still peeking here? This is definitely not what a gentleman does."

Wei Qingye smiled and said, "I didn't go in, did I?"

(End of this chapter)