The light was dim, and Prince Yan looked at Zhang Yue's face.

Zhang Yue looked good, but unfortunately she was too thin and her skin was frighteningly pale. Those bright big eyes were full of greed for power, which really disgusted King Yan.

Zhang Yue was similar to those concubines who had just served the emperor in the past. She was ambitious and conceited, but in the end she gradually lost her vitality and became dull and boring.

King Yan suddenly felt bored.

He waved his sleeves: "Stay well."

Prince Yan turned and walked out of the bedroom, intending to go to Fangfei Garden next door to find Shen Wei.

Outside the palace, the chief eunuch Fugui and the maids Fang'er and Cui'er were patiently waiting for orders. Usually, after the Prince of Yan had sex with his concubine, he would order water to bathe and wash his body.

Hot water had already been prepared outside the house, waiting for King Yan's call at any time.

"Eunuch Fugui, do you think our Master Zhang can be as favored as Master Shen next door?" Fang'er asked Fugui in a low voice.

Fugui smiled and told the truth: "Compared with Master Shen, your Master Zhang is far inferior."

Having served the Prince of Yan for many years, Fugui had never seen a concubine as special as Chen Wei, whose methods of competing for favor were novel and just right.

Prince Yan was subtly concerned about Chen Wei.

When they passed by Fangfei Garden just now, Fugui saw clearly that King Yan looked towards Fangfei Garden several times.

Fang Er pouted her pink lips and said dissatisfiedly, "They are all concubines, how far can they be apart?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the Rose Garden's bedroom opened, and the moonlight made King Yan's face look particularly cold and handsome.

King Yan said, "Let's go to Fangfei Garden."

Fugui thought to himself that this was indeed the case, and quickly led the way with the guards to Fangfei Garden next door.

Fang'er and Cui'er were stunned.

Prince Yan had stayed in the Rose Garden for less than half a cup of tea, so how could he just leave like that?

As soon as Prince Yan left, the sound of a cup breaking was suddenly heard in the room.

Zhang Yue threw the celadon teacup on the table.

She originally thought that she would be able to sleep with the King of Yan smoothly tonight and gain the exclusive favor of the King. But she never expected that the King of Yan was unwilling to even let her sleep with him and just abandoned her.

Zhang Yue clenched her fists, her teeth almost bleeding with hatred: "Chen Wei! Chen Wei must be targeting me on purpose! She deliberately snatched the prince away and wanted me to fall out of favor!"

He was filled with hatred and resentment.

...

The Prince of Yan would not give face to a concubine. He would come and go as he pleased, always doing as he pleased.

No one could accuse him of doing what he wanted.

King Yan walked into Fangfei Garden.

There are many snow-white gardenias and pretty crape myrtles planted in the yard, which is full of vitality. When King Yan saw the seedlings growing vigorously, he couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness.

It's like coming home.

King Yan did not alarm Shen Wei. He was also curious about how his Weiwei spent the nights alone when he did not come to Fangfei Garden.

The lights in the bedroom were still on, the candlelight was gentle and bright, and there was a faint scent of mugwort and gardenia in the room. Shen Wei sat at the desk, holding a thin wolf-hair brush in her hand, a strand of black hair falling from her forehead, and she was practicing calligraphy with full concentration.

Shen Wei's eyes were red, and she occasionally wiped her eyes with her hands, as if she had just cried.

Prince Yan was shocked.

It turned out that on the night without the prince's company, his Vivi was actually crying silently alone.

King Yan automatically filled in the blanks in his mind: [She is just a weak and pitiful woman who cannot get everything from her husband. She has to watch her husband favor other concubines. Shen Wei dare not be jealous and can only hide in the room and cry alone. 】

"Are you still practicing calligraphy?" King Yan asked with a smile.

Shen Wei lost control of the brush in her hand and it fell onto the rice paper with a snap. A bright black ink mark was left on the copybook that had just been written.

Shen Wei's eyes were still red, and the corners of her pink lips were parted, as if she had not expected King Yan's sudden arrival.

Then Shen Wei threw down her brush in surprise and ran over: "My Lord, you are back!"

Prince Yan hugged her slender waist and hooked her nose with his fingers: "If I'm not here, will Weiwei still cry secretly?"

Shen Wei shook her head and denied: "I didn't cry, Your Majesty was mistaken."

She really didn't cry.

She doesn't care who Prince Yan sleeps with. The red circles under my eyes are because I accidentally poked my eyes with the tip of the brush while practicing calligraphy just now.

She rubbed her eyes a few times and they turned red.

"You're just being stubborn." King Yan couldn't help but shake his head. Even with her eyes so red, she was still pretending to be strong.

Prince Yan walked to the desk and checked the calligraphy that Shen Wei was practicing. Shen Wei was still writing "Spring Banquet". She had already written three pages, but her handwriting was still crooked and too ugly to look at.

King Yan looked at Shen Wei's beautiful face, then at the ugly words, and sighed quietly: "Come, I will teach you to write again."

The candlelight was gentle, and King Yan let Shen Wei sit in his arms. He held Shen Wei's white and tender hand and taught her to write stroke by stroke.

I wrote on the bed...

Shen Wei took off all her clothes and shyly hid in the quilt, with a shy and frightened look in her eyes: "My handwriting is not good, please don't punish me, Your Majesty."

Prince Yan’s Adam’s apple rolled.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that he was no longer a prince, but Shen Wei's tutor, and Shen Wei was his student.

Looking at Shen Wei's shy and timid eyes, King Yan pinched her fair chin and said fiercely: "I have taught you several times, but you still haven't written it well. You should be punished."

Then the punishment lasted until late at night.

King Yan felt that the experience was endlessly memorable and extremely enjoyable. He changed his identity and made love with Shen Wei, and surprisingly found it so exciting.

As an ancient man, King Yan certainly didn't know that this behavior was called role-playing.

The two of them made a fuss until late at night, called for water several times, and finally fell asleep together. The next day, King Yan went to court. Chen Wei rubbed her aching waist and started her morning run around Fangfei Garden.

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