"I have delivered my message. I will take my leave now. I hope Your Highness will be there on time."

Eunuch Song bowed and withdrew.

After he left, Cai Mushi took the prince's arm and cried, "Your Highness, you heard what I said just now. How dare a eunuch say such words to me?"

The prince chuckled: "Don't worry, they will respect you in the future."

When he ascends the throne, his woman will naturally be respected by the people of the world.

Not only does he have the final say in the entire palace, he also owns the entire world. What kind of power can an old eunuch have?

But how did the emperor have the energy to hold a palace banquet in such a cold weather?

He had to go to the palace early to find out what was going on.

The news of the palace banquet spread to the residences of all the important officials early in the morning.

In the afternoon, the prince entered the palace.

He went to the imperial study first, but when he saw that his father was not there, he went to the bedroom.

On the way, I thought to myself, given my father's busy nature, he wasn't in the Imperial Study because he was ill. Today's palace banquet was probably just for show.

But I didn't expect that when I arrived at the bedroom, I heard my father's powerful laughter.

I saw my father playing chess with Fu Ciyi, accompanied by Yan Funing.

Looking at this scene, it seemed as if they were a family. He was immediately filled with rage, but he did not show it on his face and strode inside.

"Father is in a good mood. Did we win or lose this chess game?"

The emperor raised his head and said, "Your Highness, you have arrived at the perfect time. Lord Fu is so relentless in his chess game that I have already lost several games."

The prince complained in his heart, how could he be so happy after losing?

The emperor beckoned to the prince, "Come, take a look. Are there any flaws in my chess game?"

The Crown Prince leaned forward and said with a smile, "Father's chess skills are superb, there are no flaws."

"Flattery." The emperor was in a very good mood. He raised his hand and pointed at the prince's forehead. Suddenly, he said, "I'm thirsty. I want to eat some fruit."

They enjoyed quiet time playing chess, and since there were no palace maids or eunuchs waiting nearby, Yan Funing stood up and said, "I'll get it."

The emperor nodded. "Well, okay. I heard that the fruit plates in your restaurant are so beautifully cut that they look like flowers. Could you cut me one too?"

"Your Majesty actually knows my restaurant and even knows how the fruit plate is?" Yan Funing was surprised to hear this.

"Of course. I've visited secretly and eaten at Chengwenlou."

The emperor raised his hand to cover his mouth, as if he was whispering.

In fact, everyone present heard it.

"That's a blessing for Chengwenlou. I'll go cut it now."

After saying that, Yan Funing went out.

There is a small kitchen in the bedroom, which is filled with all kinds of fruits and vegetables. Although it is winter, many fruits and vegetables that the people cannot eat are available here.

Yan Funing rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands with the help of the palace maid, and then began to cut the fruit and arrange it on a plate.

Perhaps because she was cutting the fruit too carefully, or because she couldn't tell whose footsteps were coming from the snow, she was concentrating on the fruit plate without even raising her head.

The prince walked slowly into the small kitchen and sent the palace maid away.

He turned around and saw a scarlet spot on Yan Funing's little arm, and was shocked.

The girl in front of me is still a virgin.

Her heart was beating fast, and she asked, "Yan Funing, is Fu Ciyi treating you badly?"

Yan Funing suddenly raised her head and saw that it was the Crown Prince. "What can I do for you, Your Highness?"

"Oh, it was my father who sent me to see if the fruit plate is ready."

"It will be ready in a moment. Your Highness, please go back. I will bring it over later."

There was no palace maid in the small kitchen at this moment, which made her inexplicably uneasy.

But she didn't expect the prince to reach out and grab her arm: "He hasn't touched you?"

"Please be careful with your words!"

Yan Funing quickly retracted her hand and was almost touched by his fingertips.

The prince didn't intend to pretend anymore. When a woman was molested, she would just swallow her anger for the sake of her reputation.

This is especially true for this kind of delicate girl.

He already has experience in this.

Among the women that Zhuangzi had, there were many married women, and he got them in this way.

But it's really rare to see someone like her who is still a novice.

It immediately made him feel itchy.

He knew what he was doing at the moment. For the sake of her reputation, she would definitely not dare to tell her husband, so she became bolder.

He slowly approached her, spouting foul language: "Fu Ciyi is probably no good, Yan Funing, you'd better follow me. I will never treat you unfairly in the future. If you obey me, the position of my legal wife will be yours. You divorced Fu Ciyi once, so a second time won't be a problem."

When he ascends the throne, he will issue an imperial decree to annul Fu Ciyi's marriage to her, and she will then be his.

Although the words of ascending the throne are extremely treasonous and cannot be said in the imperial bedroom.

But he hoped she understood.

He then moved closer to her and lowered his voice, "I promise to make you feel like you're in heaven."

When I got closer to look at her, I saw that the girl's skin was truly as smooth as a baby's.

The waist is slender and the curves are delicate and exquisite.

A thousand times better than every woman he had ever slept with.

Such a beauty, he really wanted to possess her immediately.

Yan Funing was scared to death, her heart was hanging in her throat and trembling, afraid that he would do something to her at that moment.

At that time, it would be neither good nor disadvantageous for either the Fu family or the Yan family.

No, she couldn't panic.

She forced herself to calm down, tightened her grip on the fruit-cutting knife, and pointed it directly at the prince's chest.

"Your Highness, do you want to know the color of your heart?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I'm a good doctor. I know exactly where in the heart the ribs need to be pierced to kill the person instantly."

The prince stared at her in disbelief.

Seeing her red lips opening and closing, my heart became more and more impatient.

"My chest is thick, you can't pierce it."

Yan Funing shook her head and said, "If Your Highness wants, I can dig out Your Highness's heart. When I dig it out, I can ensure that Your Highness's heart is beating."

"That feeling of a heart beating in your palm, I really want to know, Your Highness, do you want it?"

She had a beautiful smile and a soft voice, but the words she spoke were chilling.

"Mad woman."

The prince finally cursed out loud, but seeing that the tip of her knife was indeed pointed at him, he took a step back.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Yan Funing continued, "Also, I know where to apply it on the neck and thighs to instantly sever the aorta."

"Your Highness, would you like to try and see how far your blood can fly? It sprays out."

Hearing this, the prince finally hurried out of the small kitchen.

Yan Funing leaned on the table, her heart and lungs trembling.

When she brought the fruit plate to the emperor, the emperor and Fu Ciyi were still playing chess, and the prince was still there shamelessly.

He seemed certain that she would not, and dared not, say it.

Yan Funing gritted her teeth and said nothing, but brought the fruit plate to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, take a look. Are you satisfied?"

The emperor ate a piece of fruit with a stick and nodded: "Good, very satisfied."

Yan Funing raised her eyes and stared at the prince.

Feeling guilty, the Crown Prince stood up and said, "Father, I'll go see if the Crown Princess has come."

The emperor nodded and agreed to let him leave.

The prince withdrew.

Anyway, there was no one else around, so no matter what Yan Funing said to him, he could say she was framing him.

Having made up his mind, his steps became lighter.