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

Chapter 175 Zhizhi is exploited

There was no one in the hall, and Nan Zhiyu then poked her head out from behind the bed curtains.

She wanted to get out of bed wrapped in the quilt, but it was too clumsy and uncomfortable, so she decisively lifted the quilt.

Nan Zhiyu looked at the large and empty quilt she was wearing with disdain. To be honest, she couldn't remember why she was wearing this dress.

Her feet had just touched the carpet and she hadn't even gotten up from the couch when the numbness all over her body made her fall back.

"This bastard has no idea what moderation is!" Nan Zhiyu rolled up her sleeves, looked at the marks on her arms, turned around and punched the quilt hard.

When her legs gradually began to be under her control, Nan Zhiyu supported herself on the bed and stood up.

She glanced around the room and suddenly remembered that there must be a piece of clothing in the secret compartment of her closet.

"Anyone who wears that dress is a fool. I'd better wear this shabby one reluctantly!" Nan Zhiyu, wearing pajamas that didn't fit her size, opened the closet, found the mechanism to open the secret compartment, pulled out the ordinary robe, and put it on casually.

The overly long hem made it difficult for her to walk unsteadily, a bit like a duck learning to walk, very adorable.

Before she knew it, Nan Zhiyu was tripped by the hem of her clothes and fell to her knees on the carpet.

It’s better not to wear these tattered clothes. It’s so tiring to walk in them.

Nan Zhiyu simply sat down on the carpet and gave up completely.

At some point, she could smell Yue Linxiang's scent from behind her. A hand quietly fell on her waist, and then a sneer came from her ear: "Where did this bride sneak out from?"

Without looking at the person, but hearing his words, he is definitely a playboy.

Nan Zhiyu wanted to struggle out of his arms, "Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't..."

She was a concubine, and according to the rules she could never wear red in her life.

"The red ti is not considered pure red, nor is it the color of a bride's wedding dress. If Your Highness wants to scold me for being ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, why do you have to ridicule me like this?"

Nan Zhiyu thought of his various actions from last night till today, and couldn't help but tease him with words.

Wei Qingye was not annoyed. He put his other hand into the loose collar of her clothes and said with a hint of seduction, "I think you look great in the scarlet ice-cracked plum dress."

The Crown Prince's slightly calloused fingertips caressed the warm skin and the smooth waist. Nan Zhiyu almost couldn't hold back her sobs, and a few sobs escaped from her throat.

Wei Qingye didn't use much effort, but Nan Zhiyu was so exhausted last night that she almost couldn't get up from the couch.

"Zhizhi, why don't you wear the clothes I gave you? Is it because you don't like them?"

Wei Qingye pestered her so much when he asked her questions that Nan Zhiyu could hardly think. She grabbed the hand that was messing with her and said, "Your Highness, I can't... I can't..."

Nan Zhiyu's soft fingers fell on his shoulders and pushed them out twice, but they couldn't be moved at all.

Wei Qingye pinched her chin and kissed her gently, "Good girl, I'll help you change your clothes."

The red robe was thrown aside, followed by the dark blue pajamas.

Wei Qingye patiently helped Nan Zhiyu put on her clothes piece by piece, from inside out.

“No, isn’t it already on?” Nan Zhiyu’s hands and feet went limp, and she wanted to escape from the Crown Prince’s clutches.

Wei Qingye noticed her attempt to break free, sneered, and clasped her ankle with his big hand, "Zhizhi, why are you in such a hurry? There is still one thing I haven't given Zhizhi!"

"No, don't~" Nan Zhiyu's eyes were filled with surprise, and her voice was trembling. The long and thin gold chain in the hands of the Crown Prince was wrapped around her delicate white ankles, and his eyes were filled with depth.

Nan Zhiyu was a little angry. It was because of the ringing golden bell on the broken chain that made His Highness look like he wanted to eat her last night. So she had no good feelings towards this broken thing.

She sat there without saying a word, with her head hung as if in silent protest.

Wei Qingye helped her insert the last hairpin, "Zhizhi, why are you silent? Is it because you don't like the clothes and jewelry I picked for you, or do you not like me as a person, huh?"

Nan Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Your Highness, you can continue to ask. But remember to burn some paper money for me every Qingming Festival." She was so hungry that she had no strength left. How could she be in the mood to argue with him?

"What nonsense are you talking about all day long!" Wei Qingye scolded her, but he quickly picked her up, put her on a chair in the outer hall, and ordered someone to bring breakfast quickly.

She was like an exquisite little doll, allowing her owner to feed her at will, without any complaints.

When Nan Zhiyu felt that she was completely alive again, she remembered what Sister Mu asked her to help her with yesterday, and her eyes fell on the prince across the table.

"I heard that Your Highness and Sister Mu have made a three-year agreement. Now that the agreement has expired, what plans does Your Highness have?"

Wei Qingye washed his hands slowly and methodically, wiping the water stains on the back of his hands with a towel, "Zhizhi, why is she willing to pay attention to me now? I didn't even know who she was just now, she was so difficult to serve!"

Nan Zhiyu put down the teacup in her hand, turned around and walked into the room, causing the beaded curtain to crackle as she fell.

After a while, Nan Zhiyu heard no noise outside and looked outside quietly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sat there quietly drinking tea, with no intention of coming to look for her.

Just as Nan Zhiyu was about to turn around, she heard the Crown Prince outside say, "Zhizhi is really becoming more and more impatient now."

Nan Zhiyu took two steps back. Didn’t she hide well just now?
How did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince know that she was here?

Wei Qingye stood up and walked towards the inner room. Nan Zhiyu hurried back to the couch and saw the golden bell tied around her ankle. Only then did she realize that she had been trying to cover up her mistake.

"If Your Highness wants to laugh at me, then go ahead!" Nan Zhiyu deliberately put on a stern face and raised her chin delicately.

Wei Qingye walked forward and held her in his arms, "Zhizhi, why are you still so cute and adorable?"

Nan Zhiyu grabbed his hand and said seriously: "Life is so short, it's rare to have someone you like, Sister Mu..."

Wei Qingye really didn't want to hear other people's names from her mouth, especially that of Mu Chang.

"It's not impossible for you to want her to leave the palace as soon as possible. I have one condition. When you can take charge of the six palaces, Mu Chang can leave the East Palace."

This condition confused Nan Zhiyu. Didn’t she understand why there was a necessary connection between the two?

"Your Highness, you want me to take on the responsibility of assisting the six palaces. What reward do you plan to give me?"

Nan Zhiyu raised her eyebrows, like a cunning little fox, unwilling to suffer any loss.

Wei Qingye touched her temples and whispered, "Secret."

Nan Zhiyu murmured the word "secret". When she wanted to ask something else, Qiu Cui reminded her from the outer hall: "Master, His Highness has left."

Nan Zhiyu: "Who asked him?"

I am bullied at night and forced to work during the day. I hate it so much!
The dog prince is always finding fault here because he is still jealous. As for why he wants to force Zhizhi to work, the answer should be obvious.