Chapter 39 Playing Hard to Get Song Youning angrily said, "Then what did you do just now...

Song Youning angrily said, "Then were you pretending just now?"

Li Funing leaned forward, his cheek close to hers, his previously gentle expression now full of aggression: "Who says you only blush when you drink?"

Song Youning swallowed and stared at the handsome face that was getting closer and closer.

At a close distance, Li Funing's face, which brought disaster to the country and the people, looked even more charming. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, his eyes were like peach blossoms, and there was a natural hint of red at the end of his eyes. Even when he was not smiling, he seemed to be full of affection, which made people unable to stop looking at him.

When facing the face closely, the high nose bridge appears more delicate than it does from a distance. Because of drinking, the lips are now bright red. The original abstinence appearance is now full of romantic charm.

Song Youning stepped back, and Li Funing leaned forward. The bed, which was originally quite spacious, now felt incredibly cramped to Song Youning. She asked softly, "Why is that?"

Li Funing lowered his head and chuckled softly, then raised his head to look directly into her eyes. The movement tilted the already unstable jade crown slightly, and a few strands of black hair fell on the side of his neck, making his complexion look even more cold and jade-like. "Could it be that Your Highness doesn't know?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Song Youning's almond-shaped eyes: "Should I know?"

Li Funing was stunned for a moment, looking at the person in front of him who didn't understand the situation. He didn't know how to explain it to her, so he simply shook his head: "Forget it, there are so many people here. Since Your Highness doesn't know, then forget it..."

Li Funing stood up, straightened his messy collar, and prepared to pick up the wine glass on the table.

As soon as he picked up the wine glass and hadn't even finished half a drop of the lychee wine in the glass, Li Funing suddenly felt a heaviness on his wrist. Before he could react, a leg stretched out from his waist.

His chest suddenly sank, and he sank into the soft couch and brocade pillows. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and he was restrained by him and couldn't move at all.

Song Youning clamped his knees around his waist, holding him tightly, and clasped his wrists with his ten fingers like a lock: "Want to run?"

"Your Highness..." Li Funing raised his head and looked at Song Youning, who was lying on him with a cunning look on her face. His Adam's apple rolled, and the body fragrance brought by her movements came to his face.

The falling hair brushed against his nose, making his whole body numb. He trembled and asked, "What is this?"

Song Youning suddenly squeezed her legs together and looked him up and down with a smile: "Master Li..."

"...You want to run away before you finish speaking? Have you ever asked me if I agree?"

Li Funing felt a tightness around his waist, and his breathing became disordered. He grabbed Song Youning's wrist and reminded him, "Your Highness... there's someone..."

Song Youning was stunned. She looked at the other people in the hall and understood what he was worried about. She raised an ambiguous smile and looked at Chuntao who was standing by.

Chuntao looked at the ambiguous postures of the two and naturally understood. She covered her mouth and laughed secretly as she walked to the side of the hall. At this moment, the tips of her ears were also red.

She quickly lowered the red gauze brocade curtain to cover the messy liquid on the floor and...the two people entangled on the bed.

After three more claps of hands, twelve palace maids in moon-white robes filed out from behind the screen, saying, "The princess has given you a command!"

"It's late at night, and the wind and dew are getting heavier tonight. Please go back and rest, my dear friends."

"It's only the 11th hour of the night, how come it's over...?" Chen Yuying was having a passionate affair with Xiao Lin and felt unsatisfied, so she couldn't help but complain.

"That's right...that's right." At this moment, everyone was immersed in laughter and chatting, but when they heard the news that the party was about to end, their faces fell.

According to the usual banquet time, it's not even halfway through yet, but the place has already been cleared out. This is indeed causing some gossip.

There were also a few brave ones who were chatting enthusiastically and rolled up their sleeves to argue with Song Youning, but were stopped by the palace maids.

"Ning..." Xiao Lin wanted to go up and talk to Song Youning, but two palace maids grabbed his arms and dragged him out.

Although Xiao Lin was skilled in martial arts, he had just been forced to drink a lot of wine by the young lady of the Chen family, which made his blood boil and his whole body weak.

He staggered and tried to gather his strength, but found that his dantian was filled with turbid air. The two palace maids held his arms on the left and right, and their seemingly delicate fingers pinched his pulse like iron clamps, and forcibly dragged him out of the palace.

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"Gently, gently," he tried to struggle, but felt that the lower bodies of the two palace maids were as steady as rocks. "This prince can walk by himself... Ouch!" The voice gradually faded away.

"I'm taking my leave." Seeing that Prince Xiao was escorted out in front of everyone, everyone didn't dare to stay any longer. They sobered up instantly and took their leave one after another.

There were also many people who were drunk after three rounds of drinking and passed out in the palace. They were also carried back to the bedroom by the palace maids.

The originally noisy Fengya Pavilion suddenly became quiet at this moment. After everyone left, Chuntao tactfully led the remaining palace maids to retreat outside the hall.

Before leaving, he did not forget to close the palace door. In a moment, the only people left in the huge Fengya Pavilion were the two people entangled in the curtains.

As the candlelight flickered, Song Youning's legs locked Li Funing firmly on the brocade couch like iron clamps.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, looked at Li Funing who was trapped under her legs, and chuckled, "There is no one around now, Lord Li, can you tell me?"

Li Funing, a civil servant, had never seen such a scene before. He tried to free himself from her tightly clamped legs. Song Youning felt the man in his arms struggling. Smiling, he squeezed her legs a little wider: "Master Li, are you still moving?"

Li Funing's jade-like face flushed slightly, and his slender fingers pushed her knees in vain, which made her feel itchy instead.

"Your Highness..." Li Funing's Adam's apple rolled and his voice was a few notes lower than usual. He looked nothing like the usual son of the clear wind and bright moon. He spoke tremblingly, "This posture... is against etiquette..."

Song Youning didn't bother to pay attention to him. Suddenly, she leaned forward, and the beads hanging from her golden hairpin brushed his nose. Her lips, as beautiful as peach petals, parted slightly. "When Lord Li seduced me just now, did he ever think about the word etiquette?"

"When did I seduce Your Highness?" Li Funing protested with his heart pounding like thunder.

Song Youning poked his blushing cheek and said with a half-smile: "Then why is Lord Li blushing..."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...I drank..."

Song Youning chuckled, "Oh, a few cups of lychee wine could make Lord Li blush like this?"

"besides..."

Song Youning leaned forward, the tassels of her hairpin brushing his cheek. "Also, what did Lord Li want me to know just now? Can you tell me?"

"Your humble servant..." Li Funing's breathing was difficult and he was as helpless as a frightened bird, but also as lingering as if he had just received a long-awaited rain.

Song Youning smiled and bit his lips, with a burning fire flowing in her eyes: "How is it?"

Li Funing only felt a pain on his lips, and dense sweat soaked his limbs. His body felt like it was being bitten by ants. He tilted his neck back, his thoughts in a mess, and the other person's breath was like boiling heat, making his body tremble.

His lips parted slightly, his Adam's apple trembling slightly: "Your humble servant..."

"want to..."

Song Youning was stunned for a moment. After a while, a determined smile appeared on his lips. He asked again, knowing the answer: "What?"

Li Funing's cheeks suddenly felt like they were on fire and he turned his head away, not looking at her. His body was now covered in sweat and veins on his hands and arms were bulging.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Youning turned her head to seek his scent, and rubbed his red ear, "Master Li... say it again..."

At this moment, Li Funing felt that his breathing was extremely irregular, sweat was pouring down, and his lips were bright red.

His messy black hair stuck to his face, he had never been like this before. His body was burning hot, his Adam's apple was trembling, and his neck was flushed.

Finally, he spoke tremblingly, his hands tightly grasping the soft couch beneath him: "This humble servant... wants..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Youning grabbed his chin and pressed it down hard, and the breath between their lips became strong again.

Her hasty movements were met with a light "hmm" from him, which made Song Youning feel numb all over and completely soften.

Just as Song Youning was about to launch an attack, Li Funing grabbed her sleeve. She met his gaze, her originally calm eyes now filled with lust: "Your Highness, you can't..."

Song Youning paused: "Why?" His voice was dry and hoarse.

Li Funing's Adam's apple paused, and he sat up, propping himself up on the couch with his hands, and whispered, "Fengya Pavilion is close to the lake, and it's humid at night. If you stay here... Your Highness will definitely catch a cold tomorrow morning... How about..."

"How about..."

Song Youning responded: "Hmm?"

"Why not... go to His Highness's bedroom?" After Li Funing finished speaking, his cheeks felt as if they were burning. Under the candlelight, his originally cold jade-like skin became even more conspicuously red.

Seeing him like this, Song Youning wanted to tease him for no reason: "Master Li, aren't you afraid that I won't take responsibility? Why are you so... considerate today?"

Li Funing was stunned for a moment, then pushed her away as if waking from a dream and got off the couch on his own.

"Yes!" His fingers flew as he tightened the jade belt around his waist. He bent down to pick up the fallen jade crown, his face gradually turning ashen.

Throughout the whole process, he didn't even glance at her: "Your Highness and I haven't married yet, so naturally we shouldn't be so intimate. It's me...who is being disrespectful..."

Song Youning was stunned for a moment as he watched his smooth movements. It is said that a woman's heart is as unfathomable as the sea, but why did he feel that Li Funing was even more changeable than her? This guy changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

She ran down the stairs barefoot and grabbed his sleeve, "Master Li, we weren't so polite yesterday!"

"Yesterday..."

Li Funing froze, seemingly even angrier, and instead gave her a standard, almost rigid, bow. "Your Highness, please consider this as a moment of confusion on my part... Please forget what happened yesterday..."

He lowered his brows, tears welling up in his eyes: "Your Highness has never taken me seriously anyway..."

Song Youning: ...

Song Youning was so angry at his actions that he laughed. Seeing that he saluted even more deliberately than usual, he was about to open his mouth to explain something...

"I'll take my leave..."

Before Song Youning could react, he walked to the door of the hall. The door slammed shut mercilessly, leaving Song Youning standing there in a daze...

Song Youning: Is this playing hard to get? Is she being set up by him?

The next day, Youning Palace

"Chun Tao, do you think a man can change so much?" Song Youning lay in the recliner in Youning Palace, crossed his legs, and folded his arms in thought.

Chuntao was putting solid ice into the ice jar. The ice in the copper basin in her hand was emitting a hint of cold air, and her fingertips were slightly red from the cold.

"Your Highness, are you talking about... Lord Li?" She suddenly spoke, her voice as light as a bird feather falling to the ground.

Ever since my master came back from Fengya Pavilion yesterday, he has been feeling uneasy, as if he had been cast under a spell of soul-transferring.

People who usually have to sleep until the sun is high in the sky and then take a nap, got up early this morning and dressed themselves for the first time.

Not only did he tidy up the study himself, he also hung the picture of Lord Li drinking tea in a prominent place in the study. After everything was done, he returned to the bedroom and has been in a daze until now, muttering to himself.

Chuntao placed the copper basin on the copper stand. The copper edge hit the copper stand, making a slight tinkling sound, which completely covered up Song Youning's almost inaudible "hmm".

Song Youning stood up from the recliner and looked at Chuntao with sparkling eyes, trying to get an answer from her: "You said, Li Funing... seems like... the kind of person who is petty and needs to be comforted when he gets angry?"

Chun Tao frowned, turned around and looked at her master's face, which was full of thirst for knowledge. She couldn't bear to spoil her interest, so she hesitated and said word by word: "This servant thinks...

"...Shouldn't I...?"

"I just said..."

Song Youning's frown finally relaxed, and she slapped her thigh with her palm, as if she had finally solved a problem that had troubled her for a long time. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her whole body suddenly relaxed.

She drifted back into her chair, feeling elated. "Li Funing has always been a very aloof person, so why would he be angry with me? He must have caught a cold last night... and was in a bad mood!"

Before she finished speaking, Song Youning lazily added, "Besides, I've never been good at coaxing people..."

After hearing this, Chuntao agreed very much in her heart and couldn't help but nodded quietly. Not long ago, a few pimples appeared on her face, and she was so anxious that her eyes turned red.

Fearing that these red marks would ruin her appearance, His Highness, seeing this, tried to comfort her, saying righteously, "If they don't grow now, they will grow later. If they do grow later...

"That pimple is big and round, wouldn't it be worse..."

This is not comfort at all, it's clearly adding fuel to the fire. Let her try to comfort others, then forget it...

Chuntao still feels a tightness in her chest when she thinks about it, but now, looking at the look on her prince's face, she finds it a little funny.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Your Highness, there's no need to force yourself to coax others..."

Hearing this, Song Youning raised his eyebrows and glanced at her with a half-smile: "Why? Chuntao, do you think I'm not coaxing you well?"

Chuntao: “…”

Is that what you call coaxing people? That's like stabbing someone in the heart, not deep enough!

"But..." Song Youning added.

"Yesterday, I seem to have said something that I shouldn't have said..." Song Youning added.

"Oh? What did the princess say?" Chuntao walked to the recliner and tucked down the hem of Song Youning's skirt, which was lifted up when she crossed her legs.

Laughing and teasing, "Princess, you don't look like a proper lady at all. If His Majesty saw you, he would definitely complain that you are not a lady at all..."

Song Youning put down his legs, pulled the rattan chair next to him over, his eyes shining: "Chun Tao, sit, sit!", then pressed her on the rattan chair.

She moved forward until she was an arm's length away from Chuntao, blinking as she recalled, "It's just... Yesterday, I saw that the atmosphere was quite tense, so I wanted to make a few jokes to ease the tension..."

"I just said something I shouldn't have said."

"Who would have thought that Li Funing would get so angry that he just stood up and left without even looking back, leaving me alone in Fengya Pavilion..."