The clingy concubine ran away, and the sickly prince lost control.

"Can't."

Cui Rou jumped up. She didn't want her brother to touch other women.

"Hmm?" The old lady glared at Cui Rou.

Cui Rou realized she had lost her composure and sat back down. Her aunt had let Luo Qingyan off so easily; shouldn't she have been given ten strokes of the cane and forced to kneel?

Brother Yuan has truly been bewitched by Luo Qingyan. He said he wouldn't have children, but he's changed his mind so quickly because of this woman.

I told my aunt about it, and she was furious.

"In that case, let's consummate our marriage tonight."

It seems that Yuan'er has fallen for Luo Qingyan, as he accompanies her to the shop every day. The old lady thought so, no wonder Yuan'er readily agreed to consummate the marriage.

Good news! A look of joy flashed in the old lady's eyes.

Luo Qingyan curtsied and pushed Pei Shiyuan away, muttering to herself, "It seems Pei Shiyuan has come to his senses and is willing to continue the Duke's family line. That makes sense. Isn't the purpose of having a son to carry on the family line? I wonder what Pei Shiyuan was so stubborn about before."

Back at Linfeng Residence, Luo Qingyan quickly finished her dinner.

"Why are you eating so fast? Nobody's going to take it from you." Pei Shiyuan glared at Luo Qingyan, who looked like an idiot. She hadn't even told him about the shop incident, and she just knelt down on the spot.

"I've finished eating." Luo Qingyan thought that she would have to take a bath before serving the emperor, so she immediately went into the side room after finishing her meal.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom in the side room.

Isn't it a bit early for her to wash up? It seems she's tired and wants to go to bed early. That's good, so he won't have to bother her to teach her how to do it later.

Luo Qingyan's red bellyband and fair, slender back appeared in Pei Shiyuan's mind.

He felt a surge of restlessness wash over him and shook his head to stay alert.

If Luo Qingyan dresses like this again, I'll make her move out.

"Yuanqing, push me to take a bath."

Pei Shiyuan felt ashamed of his reaction and thought that he would be fine after taking a shower.

"Alright, sir."

The master is about to consummate his marriage with Consort Luo.

Yuan Qing's voice was tinged with laughter.

Meteor Residence.

"Miss, I found out that Yuanqing took the young master to take a bath," Yinxing whispered furtively in Cui Rou's ear.

"Snapped!"

Cui Rou slammed her hand on the table: "No, I have to go and see. Brother Yuan always keeps his word and is not someone who speaks carelessly. He must have his reasons for saying he doesn't want children, and he won't change his mind so easily."

"Miss, isn't that inappropriate? We'll know tomorrow morning whether we've consummated our marriage or not." Ginkgo felt it was too shameful to peek, and decided to wait until tomorrow morning.

"No, if Brother Yuan really changes his mind and is willing to consummate the marriage, I will stop them. I don't want any other woman to touch Brother Yuan," Cui Rou pouted.

"If you try to stop her, the old lady will be unhappy." Yinxing looked at Cui Rou with sympathy. If she couldn't think it through, she would only suffer. In the future, no matter who the young lady married, she would have to accept that the man had multiple wives and concubines. There was nothing she could do even if she disagreed.

"I don't care, I'm going." Cui Rou turned her face away, not wanting to listen to anyone's advice; Pei Shiyuan was hers.

Inside Linfeng Residence, Pei Shiyuan, having finished his bath, sat in a wheelchair wrapped in a snow-white bathrobe, traces of water droplets still visible at his temples.

"Put your clothes on properly," Pei Shiyuan reprimanded Luo Qingyan with a gloomy face.

Doesn't she have any clothes to wear? Every time, she wears a bellyband and a thin gauze over it, the barely visible lines making it hard to look directly at her.

"Young Master, aren't we supposed to consummate our marriage tonight? You promised the Old Madam."

Judging from Pei Shiyuan's attitude, he's not going to back out, is he? Luo Qingyan said irritably.

"Of course we'll consummate our marriage. I'll teach you later. Now go and put on your nightgown." Pei Shiyuan's tone was almost commanding.

Luo Qingyan lowered her eyes and furrowed her brows, and had no choice but to put on a set of white silk nightgowns.

These were originally meant to be changed into afterward.

Pei Shiyuan glanced at it, quite satisfied; it was completely covered from neck to toe: "Go to bed."

Luo Qingyan lowered her eyes and obediently lay down on the bed, wondering what kind of fetish Pei Shiyuan had.

Then, Pei Shiyuan lay down next to him.

Pei Shiyuan remained silent, and Luo Qingyan dared not move, only her eyes darting around, afraid of ruining tonight's good time.

An eerie silence hung within the curtains; the only sound was their breathing.

You won't consummate the marriage? That can't be!

"Shaking the bed."

Two cold words suddenly rang in her ears, and Luo Qingyan's pupils dilated instantly: fake, fake consummation of marriage.

There must be something fishy about Pei Shiyuan's quick agreement with the old lady.

Luo Qingyan pursed her lips helplessly, twisted her body, and the bed moved along with her, but the sound was very soft.

Pei Shiyuan frowned in displeasure: "Can't you use a little more force?"

And the way she twists her body is so ugly, like a fairy about to transform. How can her waist be so thin? She eats more than him every day. Where does all her food go?

With each twist, it felt like my waist was about to break.

Moreover, you've probably seen this movement in the fire avoidance diagram many times!

Pei Shiyuan became increasingly agitated as he thought about it, and his face flushed red. Realizing something was wrong, he quickly told himself not to think about it or look at it.

I don't know what's wrong with me lately, but whenever I think about that thing, I feel hot all over.

Luo Qingyan sat up abruptly, wanting to get angry, but Pei Shiyuan was lying there dead still, how could she possibly move him? Sigh, thinking about the shop she had helped him open, she decided to give up. She gripped the edge of the bed with her slender fingers and shook it hard, but still couldn't move him.

"Your Highness, would you like to sit down for a while?"

After giving Luo Qingyan a disdainful look, Pei Shiyuan sat back in his wheelchair.

Luo Qingyan was speechless.

The bed started shaking, and the noise could be heard all over the yard.

Luo Qingyan even made sounds in response, and Pei Shiyuan really wanted to cover his ears; she was quite good at it.

Before long, Luo Qingyan was covered in sweat, her sweat-soaked nightgown clinging to her skin.

"Call water."

Pei Shiyuan said coldly.

What? Luo Qingyan thought she was too tired to hear correctly, but after looking at Pei Shiyuan's eyes, she was sure she hadn't misheard.

A moment later, the maid carried in a basin and bucket of water.

"I'll do it myself." Luo Qingyan could only wisely let them leave.

Pretending to have finished washing and changed clothes, several maids carried the water out again.

"What's going on?" Cui Rou asked, her eyes wide with shock as she saw the maid carrying out a bucket of water.

"Young Master, you have called for water once," a maidservant replied.

"No, I want to go in."

Cui Rou lifted her skirt and rushed into the house.

"cousin."

Luo Qingyan was seen lying on Pei Shiyuan's body.

"You shameless thing." Cui Rou pulled Luo Qingyan away.

Luo Qingyan rubbed her nose. She had just been about to move Pei Shiyuan onto the bed, but Cui Rou had misunderstood.

However, she was Pei Shiyuan's legitimate aunt, and she had no say in what happened inside the house.

Jealous, huh!

"Miss Cui, we just ordered water once, and the young master intends to order it a second time. Please don't get in the way."

Pei Shiyuan glared at Luo Qingyan.

That's really bold of you.

"You, you shameless!" Cui Rou was furious; her beloved brother Yuan was no longer hers.

"Miss Cui, it's inappropriate for an unmarried woman like you to barge in like this. Besides, I'm the young master's concubine. How can I be so shameless? Why don't we go to the old lady and have her judge us?"

Luo Qingyan raised an eyebrow.

"Miss, what's done is done." Yinxing dragged Cui Rou outside.

All the way, she could hear Cui Rou crying and sobbing. It felt as if her heart had been ripped out by Luo Qingyan.

"Young Master, shall we continue?" Luo Qingyan twisted her shoulders and acted coquettishly.

"No need. Go back to sleep!" Pei Shiyuan couldn't bear to look, turned his face away, his ear tips were red as blood.

She was disturbed all night by Luo Qingyan's screams.

"No, I also have a handkerchief." Luo Qingyan took out a piece of white silk. "Can I borrow your dagger?"

"I'll do it myself."