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

Chapter 2 Frost Test
Nan Zhiyu applied a secret blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment on her body, which was effective quickly. The only drawback was that it hurt. The skin that came into contact with the ointment felt as painful as if it was scratched by a knife.

"Girl, why do you have to suffer this?" Qingdai held back her tears and helped her change her clothes.

Nan Zhiyu fell on the bed, curled up, and clutched the quilt tightly with her fingers, "Just in case."

Her sister was a person with a hypocritical heart. If she knew that she had accidentally climbed into the Crown Prince's bed, she would probably let her die quietly in the palace that night.

"Knock, knock, knock~" There was a knock on the door outside, "I wonder if Miss Nan is awake?"

Qingdai quickly got up and went outside to open the door, and saw that it was Han Shuang, the head aunt of Yi Qiu Palace, who came in.

He quickly forced a smile and replied obediently, "The girl caught a cold last night and was so uncomfortable that she coughed for half the night. She is still sleeping now."

Han Shuang took her hand and said with a smile, "When the master was having dinner yesterday, he found that Miss Nan had not come to the palace. He was worried that the lady was not feeling well, so he asked me to come and check on her."

After Han Shuang entered the room, he first glanced around the room, but did not find any clues. Yesterday, the master deliberately set up a trap, letting Chunhua bring the little eunuch to humiliate the person.

This morning Chunhua knelt at the entrance of the main hall and said that the person ran away before she had time to check!
Nan Zhiyu lay on the bed, quickly covered her body with a brocade quilt, and asked in a hoarse voice: "But Aunt Han Shuang is here?"

When Han Shuang heard the voice, a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes. He quickly lifted the thick curtain and kept looking at Nan Zhiyu. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

Such beautiful bones and glazed eyes, but why does she have such an ordinary appearance?
Seeing her lying lazily on the bed, I felt more and more that maybe this wasn't going to work out.

Han Shuang immediately showed a caring expression on her face, "I heard that the young lady caught a cold, and I am a little worried about her health."

Nan Zhiyu seemed to be struggling to get up but fell back weakly. The collar of her clothes was torn slightly, revealing her skin, which was as white as cream and gave people the illusion that it was warm to the touch.

Nan Zhiyu pretended not to know the look in the other person's eyes, coughed twice, and said, "I'm afraid I can't talk to my sister today. Please ask Sister Han Shuang to speak for me."

"Of course, Miss Nan, just have a good rest!" Shuanghan reached out to cover the quilt for her, then stood up and slowly left.

The sky was gloomy and fine rain was falling all over her body with the wind. Han Shuang didn't care about anything else and hurriedly ran across the corridor to the side hall of Yi Qiu Palace.

The hall was beautifully decorated. A woman in a pomegranate red brocade dress was pacing anxiously back and forth in the hall. The palace maids on both sides were serving her in an orderly manner without making any noise.

She turned around and saw Shuanghan kneeling on the ground, dripping wet. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder and asked, "How is it, did you see it?"

Shuanghan looked into those peach blossom eyes that were calm yet tinged with madness, and shook his head slightly.

She turned around and gestured to the servants in the palace, and everyone withdrew. Then she said, "My lady, when I went there, Miss Nan had caught a cold and was lying in bed. But I vaguely saw that her skin was smooth and she didn't look like she had just had sex."

"That little bitch Chunhua is so unreliable. How could so many people not catch a weak woman?" Nan Mingzhu's face became extremely hideous.

Shuanghan knew that Chunhua's life in the palace had come to an end, and she understood what he meant and said, "Don't worry, Madam. I will personally send Chunhua back home."

The fierce look on Nan Mingzhu's face flashed away, and she helped Shuanghan up from the ground with a smile on her face. "You really are worthy of being the person I trust the most. However, for the time being, don't alarm Nan Zhiyu again, so as to avoid her noticing anything wrong."

If you push too hard, even the most obedient lamb will realize that something is wrong, and by then both ends will be lost and the gain will not be worth it.

After Qingdai sent Shuanghan away, she heaved a sigh of relief and turned to go into the house. Nan Zhiyu slowly sat up from the bed, raised her hand and scratched behind her ears twice, and whispered, "Qingdai, come and see if the rash has appeared again?"

Qing Dai leaned in closer and saw that the small ears were red from being scratched, and two small dots appeared faintly. "Girl, why don't you remove the stuff on your face first! Since you are not feeling well, Zhao Xun probably won't come here. How about we cover it with a veil first?"

Nan Zhiyu thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

As a layer of yellow skin as thin as a cicada's wing was peeled off, the original appearance was revealed.

Her palm-sized face was as gorgeous as a lotus bud soaked in morning dew, her eyes were shrouded in tea mist and rippling with a hazy spring color, and her red lips seemed to be stained with the juice of crabapple flowers. She was so charming even without any makeup.

As if she hadn't seen her own face for a long time, Nan Zhiyu raised her warm and delicate hands and gently stroked her eyebrows.

Qingdai stared at him blankly. If she wasn't a girl now, she would be regarded as a playboy.

"Young lady, you are so beautiful. I'm afraid there are few ladies in the palace who can compare to you."

Nan Zhiyu sighed bitterly, "Without the ability to protect oneself, this face will become a disaster.

Before my aunt passed away, she taught me this method to cover up my appearance, hoping that I would marry into an ordinary family..."

Qing Dai walked up to her and held her hand. "Miss, we have entered the East Palace, which is a dangerous place. We can't stay out of it."

Nan Zhiyu patted the back of her hand soothingly, "I understand what you mean, but it takes time to accomplish things and recruit people, so you have to wait patiently."

Qingdai took two steps back, knelt on the ground and kowtowed solemnly, "Miss, Qingdai is willing to follow you for the rest of your life, please don't abandon me."

Nan Zhiyu knew that Qingdai must have been feeling uneasy since she followed her into the palace, but she never had the chance to talk to her.

"Qingdai, you and I grew up together. Although we are master and servant, I regard you as my sister in my heart. As long as you don't betray me, I will never abandon you."

Two restless hearts leaned on each other tightly, as if they had found a warm and peaceful home.

However, the situation on the Moon Terrace was exactly the opposite. All the servants were kneeling on the ground and trembling. The eunuch Chai Hui, who served closely, kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Until a crisp sound came from the house, he pushed open the door and walked inside with his back bent.

The room was in a mess, with a faint pool of blood visible on the wrinkled brown-yellow silk quilt. Although it was inconspicuous, it was hard to ignore.

"Your Highness, what do you want me to do for you?" Chai Hui knelt on the ground and asked in a low voice.

Wei Qingye was leaning against the window, wearing only a dark blue silk robe with an open collar. Long, red scratches remained on his skin, and teeth marks were faintly visible on his collarbone. The scent of rose dew lingered around him, and those who saw him felt that he was extremely beautiful and enchanting.

"Prepare some water. I need to take a bath and change my clothes!"

(End of this chapter)