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

Chapter 177 His Highness is Hard to Coax

Wei Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that Shen Hongfeng was an eyesore.

"I don't want to understand this matter." He lowered his head to review the memorials, not giving Nan Zhiyu any chance to react.

"Oh~" Nan Zhiyu blinked and looked at the prince, who looked as if it was written on his face: I am very angry now, the kind that cannot be coaxed.

The Crown Prince, who was originally waiting for someone to coax him, paused while reviewing the memorials, "Nan Zhizhi, don't you have anything to say?"

He angrily put the red pen on the pen holder, turned around and stood by the window, looking coldly at the sky in the distance.

Nan Zhiyu's glassy eyes flashed with a smile, and she secretly walked to his side and stood side by side, "Your Highness, what did you want Zhizhi to say just now?"

Wei Qingye's eyes fell on her bright smile. The breeze blew her hair, and her delicate little face seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of golden light by the sun, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

His eyes deepened, and he said in a low voice, "You want to coax me, and you want me to speak for myself. Nan Zhizhi, you are really going too far!"

Nan Zhiyu listened to the Crown Prince's accusations against her and thought about it carefully, "It seems that he is indeed bullying..."

"Then how are you going to compensate me?"

Nan Zhiyu:? ?
It was clearly His Highness who found a lot of work for me, and I was busy from morning to night, but now he is trying to turn the tables on me?
How can this person be so shameless?
Nan Zhiyu touched the tip of her nose and said mischievously, "I'll just thank you verbally. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very generous and magnanimous."

Wei Qingye pursed his lips and said, "Nan Zhizhi, are you being so perfunctory to me now?"

Nan Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, "Your Highness, are you so wronged?"

Wei Qingye didn't say anything, but when she met those phoenix eyes, she felt a sense of guilt.

Nan Zhiyu pulled his collar with both hands, forcing him to bend over and move closer to her.

He thought she was going to do something again, but the next moment, she gently kissed the corner of his lips.

Wei Qingye's pupils suddenly shrank as he felt the warm touch on his lips. Yaqing's eyelashes gradually drooped, covering her deep phoenix eyes.

When Nan Zhiyu was about to move away, the man's breathing stagnated. He put his arms around her waist, held her in his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her fiercely.

It was completely different from Nan Zhiyu's light touch. The intertwining of lips and teeth ignited a spark that burned his reason. He instinctively attacked and conquered her, wishing he could rub her into his bones.

Nan Zhiyu leaned against his chest, panting softly, her tongue numb, making it difficult for her to speak, "Your Highness, are you satisfied?"

Wei Qingye wanted to continue, she tilted her head slightly, causing the slightly cold lips to slide from the corner of her mouth to her ear.

"Why don't you answer the question, Your Highness?" She put her hand on his chest and slightly distanced herself from him.

The pair of obscure phoenix eyes finally opened, and seeing her fair and tender cheeks stained with red clouds, he said in a low and hoarse voice:

"I said I was very angry, the kind that can't be appeased."

Nan Zhiyu curled her lips, her glass eyes sparkled, and she tilted her head slightly: "If it doesn't work, forget it. I have to go back and look at the account book. Concubine Jiang is still waiting for me!"

Wei Qingye frowned. Why was the answer she gave different from what he imagined?

His broad palm grasped her slender wrist, "If you can't coax me, I won't let you leave."

Nan Zhiyu staggered as he pulled her, and was forced to lean in his arms, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

"Zhizhi, why were you hiding just now?" Wei Qingye said as he raised his hand to stroke her slender neck, feeling her silent fragility.

Nan Zhiyu raised her head to meet his possessive eyes and subconsciously wanted to hide, but she was trapped in his arms with nowhere to escape.

The slender fingertips slowly slid down from the side of his face, and continued down along the towering Adam's apple, "Your Highness, are you pretending to be angry so that I can coax you?" Wei Qingye's ears were flushed. He grabbed the rebellious finger, put it on his lips and kissed it twice, "Then will you coax me to calm down?"

Nan Zhiyu's eyes were shining with water, and there was a seductive charm in them. She said coquettishly: "Your Highness, please don't be angry~"

The melodious sounds are mixed with a bit of softness, which makes people intoxicated.

Wei Qingye's kiss moved down along her ear little by little. Her neatly-made clothes were torn into a mess, half-exposed and half-covered, which made her even more seductive.

All the memorials on the imperial desk were swept away by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. She was so frightened that she supported herself on the edge of the desk with both hands. Before she could sit down steadily, her jaw was lifted up.

Wei Qingye stood in front of her, his dark phoenix eyes fell on her, "Zhizhi, if you want me to calm down, you have to show your sincerity."

Nan Zhiyu didn't dare look at him. After all, she hadn't slept in the same bed with the prince for several days. "Isn't my sincerity enough?"

"Of course it's not enough. Zhizhi has ignored me for how long. Do you remember?" Wei Qingye's hands dishonestly slipped into her clothes and wandered around unscrupulously.

Nan Zhiyu tilted her head back, her delicate little face unconsciously raised, her hands behind her back trembling.

"Your Highness, that's enough...it won't work anymore."

The scorching breath almost drowned and swallowed her whole body. Nan Zhiyu was really struggling.

She raised her hand with great difficulty, but before she could find a place to land, it was grabbed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Wei Qingye sneered and placed her hand on his thin waist and abdomen, "Zhizhi, how can this be possible?"

Nan Zhiyu's plump and moist red lips were slightly swollen from being kissed. She panted and begged for mercy, "My good Highness, how about you forgive me this time?"

Wei Qingye raised his hand and pressed on her lips, "Then Zhizhi, you have to listen to me tonight."

Nan Zhiyu planned to get through this hurdle first. As for tonight, she decided to stay up late to check the account books!

Nan Zhiyu was tortured by the Crown Prince for a long time before being released.

After getting into the sedan chair, Nan Zhiyu directly sent someone to head towards Yilan Palace.

The Crown Prince, who was sitting at the imperial desk reviewing memorials, looked at Chai Hui who was hesitant to speak and raised his eyebrows, "Just say whatever you want to say. I won't take your life."

Chai Hui smiled awkwardly, "Your Highness, the sedan chair that Concubine Yue was riding in seemed to be heading towards Concubine Jiang's Yilan Palace."

Wei Qingye held the memorial in his hand and smiled, "Very good, really excellent!"

She now knows how to play tricks on herself, which is great progress.

Chai Hui looked at the Crown Prince's expression at the moment, and silently prayed for Concubine Jiang to wish her good fortune!

As the sky darkened, Concubine Jiang looked at Nan Zhiyu who was still checking the account book. She felt something was not right and said with a smile: "Zhizhi, it's so late..."

"Sister Jiang, do you want to keep me for dinner?" Nan Zhiyu put down the account book in her hand, pulled Jiang Xu's hand and asked pitifully.

"Okay, it's rare that Zhizhi wants to eat here." Concubine Jiang turned to Qian Xiu and said, "Hurry up and serve the meal. Don't let Concubine Yue starve."

Nan Zhiyu thought that everything was fine, but before she finished her dinner, she heard a voice outside saying "Knowing your Highness the Crown Prince..." Nan Zhiyu choked and coughed violently.

Jiang Xu hurriedly patted her on the back, "Why are you eating like a child? Slow down, no one is going to snatch the food from you."

Nan Zhiyu raised her mouth with a bitter smile. She was afraid that she would have no food to eat soon (﹏)