Chapter 171 Who listens to whom?

Fukutake, who was waiting at the door, saw the Crown Prince in a dark blue robe and was about to speak to warn the people inside, but he was frightened by the oppressive look in the Crown Prince's eyes and quickly knelt on the ground.

"Your servant kowtows to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." He knocked his head to the ground and said in a low voice.

Nan Zhiyu immediately looked outside the palace door with vigilance. After waiting for a while, she didn't see anyone coming in, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "Fuzhu, you have also learned to deceive me, your master?"

Fukutake, who was kneeling on the ground, was in a state of distress. He couldn't say that the Crown Prince was standing right in front of him, just one step away from the palace door, right? !

"Even if you use the Crown Prince to scare me, it's useless. I'm not afraid of him." Nan Zhiyu stiffened her neck and shouted at the shadow on the ground outside the door.

As expected, when His Royal Highness heard this, he immediately stepped in, grabbed her waist and asked, "Is this how Zhizhi usually establishes his authority in front of these servants?"

A slightly hoarse voice sounded in her ears, and Nan Zhiyu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Your Highness must have heard it wrongly. I was just joking with them just now."

Wei Qingye held her in his arms, and his hot breath brushed across her fair neck, causing Nan Zhiyu's body to suddenly stiffen.

"Zhizhi, why do you want to untie the gauze wrapped around your arm? I bandaged it myself, don't you like it so much?"

Before Nan Zhiyu could speak, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said to himself, "That's right, you are clumsy and don't know how to take care of others, so you deserve to be despised."

All of Nan Zhiyu's words of disgust were stuck in her throat.

He had said all the good and bad things by himself, so what else could she say?

Nan Zhiyu was stunned for a moment. She felt uneasy because her body was suddenly suspended in the air. While struggling, her hand accidentally touched the texture of the dark blue robe. The slight scratching feeling made her brows frown more and more.

I don’t know why, but it feels a little itchy and I really want to scratch it!

Her arm rubbed lightly against the texture of her clothes, and this slight movement was quickly noticed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who placed her safely on the beauty couch by the window.

He stood beside the couch and looked down at her. The sunlight coming in from the window shone on his face. The bright and slightly hazy light outlined his figure, giving off a mysterious illusion.

"Zhizhi, what were you doing just now? You kept rubbing against me like a kitten. Was you acting like a spoiled brat?"

Nan Zhiyu felt a piercing itch, and she rubbed it secretly against the soft pillow, thinking that her action was secretive and would not be discovered.

Wei Qingye's slightly cold hand touched her wrist carefully, "It should be scabbing, so it's itchy.

Zhizhi, just bear with it for a few days. Once the wound heals, it won’t itch anymore.”

Nan Zhiyu nudged his shoulder with her head and said in a sticky and coquettish voice, "Your Highness is really itchy. Zhizhi feels uncomfortable and wants to scratch."

Wei Qingye pulled the shawl off her body and tied it loosely around her wrist, "Zhizhi, you can't scratch it with your hands. If the wound splits, it may leave a scar."

Nan Zhiyu stared with her glazed eyes, tears welling up in her eyes, and she looked like she was about to fall but couldn't. It was really unbearable.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince touched her little face with his hand and coaxed her softly, "Zhizhi, do you want to divert your attention?"

Nan Zhiyu's brain turned twice, and suddenly she felt that this was the only good way to relieve her symptoms. "Your Highness, what is the solution?"

Wei Qingye didn't say anything, just stared at her.

"Your Highness, what exactly is it..." Her moist lips were suddenly kissed, and the words she had not yet finished were swallowed up.

Wei Qingye's palm half held her face, not allowing her to dodge. His gentle movements were full of force, invisibly invading her. Nan Zhiyu felt that she had been fooled. Her hands were bound, and she was afraid of getting hurt, so she didn't dare to move at all.

It was not until Wei Qingye unbuttoned her coat that she felt the coolness coming from her collar and a sudden dull pain in her shoulder.

"Hiss~" Nan Zhiyu frowned slightly in pain, her fragile appearance was breathtakingly beautiful, "Your Highness, if you want revenge, just say so directly, is there any need to lie?"

"Zhizhi, there is no revenge."

"I'm not such a stingy person."

"I'm just here to help you divert your attention, that's all."

He kissed her lips and spoke intermittently.

The voice was gentle, but Nan Zhiyu refused to believe a word of it.

"Your Highness's skills in debate are getting better and better now."

Maybe because he was dissatisfied with her praise or for some other reason, but this time when Wei Qingye kissed her, he did so with such force that he almost swallowed her whole.

Nan Zhiyu was almost unable to breathe, and the reason she was still able to sit was because of Wei Qingye's arm supporting her.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince slowly and methodically helped her to tidy up her long hair. "Zhizhi, but you said in front of everyone that you were not afraid of me at all, why are you backing off now?"

"I was just saying it verbally, Your Highness, how could you take it seriously?" Nan Zhiyu wanted to push him away, but her hands were tied and weak. While struggling, they were both squeezed on the small beauty couch.

Nan Zhiyu looked out in panic, as if she wanted to call for help.

"Zhizhi, who do you think would dare to risk their life to break in at this time?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw through her trick and interrupted her little thoughts.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at the person lying on him with great interest, with a faint smile in his phoenix eyes, as if he was laughing at the fact that she had chosen to follow her heart at this time.

"Zhizhi, you can be spoiled outside, but..." He picked up a strand of her hair and twisted it around his fingertips, his tone slightly provocative, "If you want me to be obedient, then show your ability."

Nan Zhiyu lowered her eyes and said nothing.

She was now glad that she had only spoken eloquently and had not said anything else, otherwise this man in front of her would have been so stingy that he would definitely want to settle the score with her.

"I am injured now. Is it really appropriate for Your Highness to bully me like this?" Her eyes gradually filled with tears, and her tone was full of grievance.

Wei Qingye smiled softly, and watching Nan Zhiyu pretending to be pitiful, he sighed with satisfaction, "Zhizhi knew that I would be distressed and couldn't bear to see you cry..."

But then, he suddenly changed the subject, "But, I like to see you crying on the couch the most..."

Hearing this, Nan Zhiyu raised her eyes with a look of surprise.

He kindly answered her questions, "Zhizhi, the more you cry, the more I want to bully you.

Remember this well. If you use it in the wrong place next time, I will be very rude to you. "

Nan Zhiyu's heart tightened. She didn't expect that the man in front of her could be so shameless as to say such words.

No wonder she cried and begged for mercy, thinking that His Royal Highness would listen to her, but in the end...

In the past two days, the last two words of "beloved" appeared in the word "Your Highness the Crown Prince" when I typed it. I wanted to laugh after seeing it. There have been so many typos in the past two days. It's really hard for you little cuties to find them for me. Basically, I will correct what can be corrected. The main point is to listen to advice. *
Thank you for your hard work, my dears(;)=З=З=З

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