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

Chapter 37: Drinking ginger soup to get rid of the cold

"Tsk! Your chance has already been used up, Empress Nan." The prince's voice was hoarse and mixed with a dull tone, like the melodious sound of a guqin.

Nan Zhiyu was forced to raise her head and let the other party do whatever he wanted.

As their lips and teeth were passionately kissing, Nan Zhiyu felt the quilt on her body being lifted up by the restless fingertips, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

Nan Zhiyu was kissed so hard that she was a little dazed and let out a soft whimper.

The tone sounds soft, seductive and charming, which makes people feel pity.

There was quite a lot of noise in the hall, with figures intertwined in the bed curtains rising and falling.

At the same time, there were also murmurs of begging for mercy.

"Your Highness, that's enough..."

The white fingers were pulling the bed curtains, but before they could be opened or reveal their true self, they were pulled back by a hand that stretched out from behind.

"Empress Nan, you caught a cold today after being caught in the rain. I'm here to help you get rid of the cold." Lying on the bed, Wei Qingye had an aroused look on his face. His powerful hands fell on her waist, which seemed as soft as jade, and he pressed her down completely.

"How can you give up halfway when treating a disease?"

Listening to the Crown Prince's serious nonsense, Nan Zhiyu's slender waist couldn't help but tremble slightly, but she was controlled by the Crown Prince and could not escape at all.

"Your Highness, I suddenly feel thirsty and want to drink some water."

"Empress Nan is thirsty, it's okay." The man leaning against her fragrant and tender neck raised his head, his long eyebrows raised, and a dark tide surged in his eyes: "I will bring it to you personally."

Nan Zhiyu watched the prince get off the bed. Not long after, he came in with a bowl of soup, opening the bed curtains.

Nan Zhiyu's face was as gorgeous as a crabapple flower, and her glassy eyes were full of spring. "What good stuff did Your Highness bring?"

Wei Qingye glanced at her sideways, his eyes sparkling with brilliance, but did not answer.

He slowly lowered his head and took a sip, then pulled the person in front of him by her ankle and lowered his head to pass her over.

No matter how Nan Zhiyu refused, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince passed the big bowl of ginger soup to her mouthful by mouthful.

The noise inside the hall was too loud. Chai Hui waited outside the hall door, plugging his ears with cotton, like a quail that had been plucked and boiled in water.

He sighed, hoping that His Highness would be a little more compassionate to Lady Fengyi. Otherwise, if she really got sick from all the trouble, he would have to bear the pain himself.

Tonight in the tea room of Chongming Hall, a full pot of ginger soup was simmered in a small stove. He felt like he was almost pickled by the ginger.

When Nan Zhiyu got up the next morning, the prince was nowhere to be seen in the palace.

The news that Chongming Palace asked for water four or five times in one night spread like wildfire, and the entire East Palace exploded in an instant, as if a drop of water was splashed in hot oil.

"Bitch!"

In Hexiang Garden, Ming Zhaoyi was preparing to have a meal. Upon hearing the news, she was so angry that she smashed the soup bowl in her hand onto the table.

The soup splashed everywhere, and the exquisite breakfast was completely ruined.

The little palace maid who was serving him at mealtime was so frightened that she immediately lowered her head and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Why, why would His Royal Highness like her!" She gritted her teeth and vented her anger, "It must be that little bitch. I don't know what method she used to seduce His Royal Highness."

The little palace maid knelt on the ground, not daring to say a word.

Even if his clothes were cut by broken porcelain pieces, he dared not move at all.

"Who allowed you, a little bitch, to seduce His Highness? Who are you and what qualifications do you have?"

Ming Zhaoyi's anger seemed to have found an outlet. She raised her foot and stomped hard on the maid's back.

The maid fell to the ground, the broken pieces of porcelain piercing her skin. She trembled with pain: "Master, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

Ming Zhaoyi seemed not to hear it, and instead stepped on her back even harder.

Now, whenever she closed her eyes, she would see the scene of the Crown Prince and that little bitch making love in Chongming Palace. She had only stayed in Chongming Palace for one night, and she slept on a beauty couch.

The little maid didn't dare to resist and could only desperately beg for mercy: "Please spare my life, my master. I will never dare to do that again."

Ming Zhaoyi felt more and more happy as she listened to the miserable screams, until the palace maid was stabbed all over and bleeding, and fell to the ground dying.

She then kicked the person away in disgust, "Bitch, you deserve to die!"

Xiang Heng had just returned from outside and was shocked by the scene. She quickly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, what happened?"

Ming Zhaoyi pinched her hands tightly and her eyes turned red instantly.

"Master, don't pinch yourself so hard. Be careful not to break the skin. Isn't it you who will be hurt?"

Ever since Yue Fengyi entered the East Palace, the master has been smashing things more and more severely. People from the Ministry of Internal Affairs have come to buy things several times.

"Master, this momentary favor is nothing at all. Only when you get the long-term favor of the prince can it be considered a real talent." Xiang Heng helped her sit on the couch and helped her put on her makeup.

The hall was cleaned up by the people downstairs, and the cooked golden bird's nest was brought up.

Xiang Heng held the porcelain bowl and stirred it slowly with a spoon. When the temperature was right, he passed the spoon to Ming Zhaoyi's mouth and said, "My master, that person is very popular now. There are many people who want to plot against her, openly or secretly. You just need to wait and watch."

Ming Zhaoyi's complexion gradually improved. "You are right, but I cannot swallow this."

After the prince left the court, he sat beside the bed and teased Nan Zhiyu, who was not fully awake yet, causing her to hum. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked very happy.

The young eunuch waiting outside the palace door knocked on the door nervously, "Your Highness, Consort Ming requests to see you."

Nan Zhiyu was sleeping soundly and vaguely heard someone talking outside. She pointed outside.

The prince played with a strand of her black hair, "Why, Queen Nan is hungry right after waking up?"

When the voice outside rang again, Nan Zhiyu's rosy face turned pale in an instant. She stood up from the couch hastily, "Your Highness, I'll take my leave first."

She felt weak all over and walked unsteadily. She was only wearing a long gown, her lonely feet stepping on the carpet, and she was trying to climb out the window in a panic.

Really crazy!
Wei Qingye rubbed his brows with a headache, and quickly carried the man down, "What are you doing? Rest well on the couch for me."

"But, but, Ming Zhaoyi..." Nan Zhiyu pulled his sleeve with a worried look on her face, "Will she be angry?"

Wei Qingye raised his hand and pinched her face unhappily, "It is only natural that I favor you, what right does she have to question me?

If I come back and find that you are not staying here quietly, I will definitely break your legs with my own hands."

Nan Zhiyu was so frightened that she nodded quickly, looking well-behaved and obedient.

After His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lifted the pearl curtain and left, the rich expression on Nan Zhiyu's face disappeared instantly. How could she be afraid of Ming Zhaoyi?
I was just pretending for that bastard!

Ming Zhaoyi came with bad intentions. If I were to confront her, I hope the prince could protect me more.

The sun was shining brightly as Ming Zhaoyi stood at the gate of Chongming Palace, waiting with an impatient look on her face.

When Chai turned around, Ming Zhaoyi was staring at him, "Little Eunuch Chai, you are so arrogant!"

Whenever she came to Chongming Palace in the past, Chai Hui would come out to greet her personally. But now, he dared to just ask a little eunuch to pass on the message. He really didn't take her seriously!
Chai Hui bowed and said with a fake smile, "Ming Zhaoyi, His Highness is waiting for you inside."

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