Nong Nu Jiao

Cen Lingyi's eyes widened, filled with disbelief and utter shame.

Yan Huaijiao was still asleep beside him when Yan Chenghui made this request to her so bluntly.

What's the difference between him and those scoundrels on the street?

shameless!

Previously, when they were intimate, he would kiss her entire body before they began, just like he did today in Consort Xiao's bedchamber.

Of course, back then he was affectionate, the kind of affection that he could never get enough of, not nasty.

At that time, he had also expressed his desire for her help.

But she refused.

She was shy and felt awkward, so she couldn't bring herself to speak.

He never forced her in the slightest.

Is he here today to avenge what happened that day?

"What? You don't want to?"

Yan Chenghui turned his head to look at her.

"Your Highness, the young prince is still here."

Cen Lingyi spoke softly, her tone calm as she reminded him, but her face was already flushed red.

If he can't care about her, he should at least care about himself.

Who would do such a thing in front of their own son?

Open your mouth.

Yan Chenghui grabbed the back of her neck with his large hand, forcing her to come closer.

"This servant truly does not know."

Cen Lingyi turned her face away to avoid it, her whole body almost melting.

Is he unreasonable? Does he have no shame?

They already said his son is here.

But he didn't respond!

"You should help me in the same way I helped you."

Yan Chenghui lowered his head and kissed her lips.

It's not his fault; her lips were just too alluring.

Some are red and moist, others are pink and tender, and they are just beginning to open.

She was trying to seduce him into kissing her.

"Then shall this servant also smear a few bites on Your Highness?"

Cen Lingyi glanced at him with watery eyes.

"You dare?"

Yan Chenghui felt a sudden heaviness in his breath when she looked at him, and he pried her mouth open.

Cen Lingyi was caught off guard.

Her brows furrowed, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

I wanted to cough, but nothing came out, and my cheeks turned bright red.

Yan Chenghui felt all his blood rush to one point, his back tingling and his body tense.

Cen Lingyi's eyes were brimming with tears.

A flicker of reluctance flashed in his eyes, only to vanish in an instant.

In the past, no matter what it was, if she shook her head, he would never force her in the slightest.

She was his precious jewel, and he wished he could hold her in his hands and cherish her every day, giving her everything he had.

He wouldn't let her suffer the slightest grievance, not even from him.

But how did she treat him?

She has abandoned him and betrayed him; he should no longer pity her.

She's done the most intimate things with other people, she's had someone else's child.

He's just like that, what's wrong with that?

Time still feels so long.

"Your Highness may leave now."

Cen Lingyi turned away from him.

She could tell he wasn't feeling well either; he'd come all this way just to humiliate her like this.

Yan Chenghui's hand froze in mid-air.

He couldn't give her the slightest kind look.

"You think that's all?"

He turned his head to look at her.

"What else does Your Highness wish to do?"

Cen Lingyi glanced sideways, glaring at him with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.

Yan Chenghui's lips curled slightly.

"Take off your undergarments."

He didn't lose it just now.

She showed emotion on her face, and even her anger made him feel much more comfortable than her calm and submissive demeanor.

"It's already broad daylight. The young prince could wake up at any moment, and Lingzhi might also come in. Is Your Highness sure?"

Cen Lingyi lowered her face, revealing only her two red ears, and pursed her lips to suppress the embarrassment and resistance in her heart.

She was unwilling; she genuinely found him dirty.

But just like what happened earlier.

He is no longer the same person he used to be; he won't stop doing something just because she doesn't want to.

He would force her if she refused.

Then why bother with this futile struggle?

"I locked the door."

Yan Chenghui stood by the bed, his eyes red-rimmed, gazing at her.

"it is good."

Cen Lingyi responded and lay down flat, raising her hand to loosen her sash.

"Your Highness, please come down."

She spread her hands, her eyes vacant, staring blankly at the top of the tent.

Since he wants to come, then let him come.

Anyway, it's not like this hasn't happened before.

Later, she had to ask someone to buy her a contraceptive soup and cook it for her.

She was already overwhelmed with worry and exhausted by having one child; she couldn't get pregnant again.

"Cen Lingyi, what kind of attitude is this?"

Seeing her submissive demeanor, Yan Chenghui was so angry that his chest heaved repeatedly. He grabbed her slender arm with his large hand and pulled her up.

"Isn't this exactly what Your Highness wants? As the Crown Prince, it is my honor to desire you. What else can I do?"

Cen Lingyi glanced at him sideways, her face flushed, but her gaze was calm and numb.

She had wondered before whether Yan Chenghui would touch her again.

I always felt it was impossible.

He despised her and said more than once that he thought she was dirty.

He suddenly came to her, wanting to do this kind of thing, probably to humiliate her.

How could she not feel resentful?

He's been with so many people, and now he wants to be with her again.

She didn't want to at all.

Previously, she thought that if he insisted, she could accept it without hesitation.

But when the moment actually came, she still couldn't suppress the awkwardness in her heart.

He's the dirty one!

"The thought of you and Lu Huaiyou doing something like this makes me lose all interest."

Yan Chenghui suddenly let go.

Cen Lingyi slumped back down, her heart aching from his words.

He's really... incomprehensible.

He's the one who's dirty, but he always tries to shift the blame!

"Your Highness, Consort Sun has come to see you, saying she wants to go with you to the Crown Princess's residence."

Yun Que's voice came in.

"Get up, and take Huaijiao with you."

Yan Chenghui coldly tossed a sentence to Cen Lingyi and turned to leave.

Cen Lingyi sat on the bed, recalling how Sun Peihuan had said triumphantly when she left Mingde Hall yesterday that Yan Chenghui would restore her status as a Liangyuan.

Yan Chenghui wanted her to come along so she could see for herself how much he doted on Sun Peihuan?

Thinking of this, coupled with her earlier grievances and resentment, she couldn't help but curl up, hug her knees, and start crying.

But after a short while, she wiped away her tears, picked up her clothes, and began to put them on.

She had to find a way to leave the Eastern Palace as soon as possible, a place where there wasn't even time to cry.

"Hmm..."

She got out of bed and was combing her hair when she heard Yan Huaijiao's voice coming from the bed.

She turned her head to look, and saw that the little one had already woken up and was crawling towards her on his own.

The way the little guy tried to crawl towards her was incredibly cute.

"Your Highness is awake?"

Cen Lingyi put down the comb, got up and hugged him.

For some reason, seeing Yan Huaijiao's small face instantly dissipated most of her distress.

It seems that nothing else in the world matters except for this little guy.

This must be the feeling a mother has for her children, right?

How strange, why would she have such feelings for Yan Huaijiao?

"daughter."

As soon as Yan Huaijiao fell into her arms, she called her in a childish voice.

"Your Highness, you can't call me that. You should call me 'Nanny.' If the Crown Princess hears you calling me 'Mother,' she will be unhappy."

While tidying up the little guy's clothes, Cen Lingyi gave him some instructions.

Yan Huaijiao didn't seem to understand, he just kept hugging her neck, humming and being very affectionate with her.

"Why did Your Highness come to the side hall so early?"

Sun Peihuan looked displeased when she saw Yan Chenghui come out of the side hall.

It must be that vile woman, Cen Lingyi, haunting you and seducing Your Highness.

"I have come to see Huai Jiao."

Yan Chenghui glanced at her, his expression displeased.

Cen Lingyi's numb expression was still vivid in his mind, making him agitated.

"Has His Highness woken up?"

Seeing that his expression was not good, Sun Peihuan did not dare to be presumptuous and asked with a smile.

"Not yet, we're waiting for him to go to the Crown Princess's place together."

Yan Chenghui's expression softened slightly.

"it is good."

Sun Peihuan readily agreed and chatted with him for a while longer.

Cen Lingyi carried Yan Huaijiao out and saw the two of them standing under the corridor talking.

"This servant greets Your Highness and the Imperial Attendant."

She curtsied.

Sun Peihuan snorted and bowed to Huai Jiao at the court banquet: "Your Highness."

She's still being called "Fengyi" now, but once she comes out of her bedchamber, "Liangyuan" will be the new title.

"snort."

When Yan Huaijiao saw her glaring at Cen Lingyi, she pouted and glared back at her.

Seeing him protecting her, and looking so cute, Cen Lingyi almost laughed, but she held it in.

"Your Highness, look, the little prince is so young yet he's already being mean to me."

Sun Peihuan frowned and complained.

It must have been Cen Lingyi who taught him, otherwise how could this little bastard be so fierce at such a young age?

"Let's go."

Yan Chenghui glanced at Yan Huaijiao and descended the steps.

"Daddy, hug me."

Yan Huaijiao leaned forward, stretched out her small hand toward Yan Chenghui, and asked him to hug her.

Yan Chenghui frowned slightly, not really wanting to hug him, but when he glanced at his cute little face and his expectant dark eyes, he reached out his hand as if possessed.

Yan Huaijiao fell into his arms and giggled, opening her mouth to nibble at his face.

Because Cen Lingyi always kissed him, he also knew to kiss his loved ones to show affection.

"Don't move."

Yan Chenghui looked somewhat disgusted and stepped back.

"Father..."

Yan Huaijiao smiled and called him in a childish voice.

Yan Chenghui lifted him up a little higher so that he was further away from his face.

Yan Huaijiao, however, thought he was just playing a game with him and laughed even harder from his high vantage point.

Seeing the harmonious relationship between the father and son, Cen Lingyi couldn't help but smile, but then she thought of her own child.

Her child will probably never see Yan Chenghui, her father, in his lifetime.

Although both were children of Yan Chenghui, her child was not as fortunate as Yan Huaijiao. From a young age, he not only lacked his father's company but also his mother's love.

Oh, what a pitiful child.

The sleeping quarters.

Xia Qinghe, Gu Liangdi, and Li Fengyi were already seated in the host and guest seats, respectively, while Sun Peihuan had not yet arrived.

Xia Qinghe stared at Sun Peihuan's empty seat and gritted her teeth inwardly.

She also received the news this morning that Yan Chenghui wanted to restore Sun Peihuan's status as a court lady. With a father and brother who were both good at fighting, Sun Peihuan was truly blessed.

However, she could not allow Sun Peihuan to dominate the Eastern Palace.

She has already sent someone to deliver a message to the Empress Dowager; Sun Peihuan's smugness won't last long.

The Empress Dowager was her maternal great-aunt—her maternal grandmother, and the Empress Dowager's own sister.

"Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."

Every year, he would quickly enter the palace to report.

Xia Qing and the other two quickly stood up and went out to greet them.

No need for formalities.

Yan Chenghui raised his hand and entered the main hall first.

Xia Qing greeted Cen Lingyi with a smile, "Sister Cen, you're here too?"

"His Highness sent me to bring the young prince over to visit the Empress."

Cen Lingyi replied respectfully.

She already knew Xia Qinghe's true colors, so naturally she kept her distance from her.

If she hadn't had to plan her departure, she would have sought revenge for nearly being burned to death.

Of course, she would still do so if the right opportunity presented itself before she left.

She glanced at Sun Peihuan, who was walking beside Yan Chenghui.

Sun Peihuan was indeed a fine knife.

Xia Qinghe can use it, so she should be able to use it too.

Yan Chenghui sat down in the main seat.

"Your Highness, your arrival today is timely. I have something to discuss with you."

Xia Qinghe personally poured tea and served it to him.

"What is it?"

Yan Chenghui took the teacup and placed it on the table to the side.

"The Empress Dowager sent a letter to me, saying that Your Highness has been the Crown Prince for a long time, and only has Huai Jiao as your son. She is urging Your Highness to have a son to continue the royal family line as soon as possible."

She said with a smile.

After the words were spoken, the hall fell silent. Each of them had their own thoughts, wondering how the prince could have children if he didn't even touch them.

No one spoke for a moment.

Cen Lingyi also found it strange.

Yan Chenghui was in very good health, so logically speaking, Xia Qinghe shouldn't be the only one with a child.

The other three remained motionless.

Could it be that Xia Qinghe used some means to give them infertility drugs?

"Her Majesty the Empress Dowager's intention is to select virtuous and talented women from good families to enrich the inner court, so that Your Highness can have more children. This would both comply with royal etiquette and comfort the Empress Dowager and the Emperor. What is Your Highness's opinion?"

Xia Qinghe looked at Yan Chenghui and asked with a smile.