Song Yurong's explicit words of expressing her feelings left Jiang Segu, who was hiding behind a tree not far away, speechless with astonishment!

She naturally didn't believe that Song Yurong, who was only fifteen years old, would like a man who was older than her father and had a fierce appearance!

It's not that Jiang Segu is judging people by their appearance, it's just that the two of them standing together... oh no, now it's the scene of Prince Jing'an frantically kissing Song Yurong, it's too much to bear and makes me want to go back and wash my eyes!

It turns out that when two people kiss, it's like they're about to tear each other apart and devour each other!

It wasn't nearly as captivating as described in the storybooks, proving that everything written in those books was a lie!

As Jiang Segu watched, he wondered what Song Yuhui was planning.

Is she rushing to become Prince Jing'an's concubine by risking her reputation to curry favor with him?

Although the concubines of Prince Jing'an were of higher status than ordinary concubines, weren't they still concubines?

Why would Song Yuhui, a concubine, abandon Wu Feitao and throw herself into the arms of Prince Jing'an?

While Jiang Segu was still puzzled, Prince Jing'an finally released Song Yurong.

Song Yurong's pink lips were moistened to a bright red, and she was slightly panting. Seeing this, Prince Jing'an pressed his lips against hers again.

Song Yurong turned her head away in fear, avoiding the sight.

"What? You're unwilling? Don't you love me..."

Song Yurong suddenly burst out, crying and shouting, "Because I love the Prince, he can treat me like I'm nothing! So, he can ignore my feelings and treat me like an actress or a courtesan! Is this how the Prince has ruined my feelings for you?"

She accused Prince Jing'an of being rude.

Prince Jing'an patiently comforted him, "I couldn't help myself!"

"Your Highness Jing'an couldn't control his emotions, yet you disregard my reputation? How am I supposed to get married in the future if you do this?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Jing'an tightened his grip on Song Yurong's arm. "What do you mean? You're still thinking of marrying another man?"

Song Yurong cried out in pain, "You're hurting me!"

"What exactly do you mean? Explain yourself!"

Inwardly cursing Prince Jing'an's rudeness, Song Yurong endured the pain and said sadly, "What else can I do if I don't marry someone else? Marriages for children have always been arranged by parents and matchmakers! Yesterday at the Peach Blossom Banquet, my mother already started looking for suitable partners for me!"

"And what about you? What are your thoughts?"

"Your Highness, please let go of me, it hurts!"

Prince Jing'an released Song Yurong immediately.

Song Yurong turned around, her face filled with disgust and revulsion, but her voice carried a hint of helplessness, "What can I think! You have a family, and the Princess Consort has been with you through thick and thin, and even bore you a daughter. I don't want the Princess Consort to be sad! Besides, a family like ours would never allow us to be someone's concubine!"

"Bullshit! You think I'm unaware of what's going on in the capital since I just returned? Your uncle's daughter became someone's concubine!"

"What does Your Highness mean? Do you also want me to be disgraced, become the subject of gossip, and the laughingstock of all my sisters? If that's the case, I'd rather die!"

Seeing that her expression didn't seem fake, how could Prince Jing'an dare to say that he wanted to force the issue?

"No, I was just saying! Don't worry, if you come with me, I will certainly not mistreat you! So, this afternoon I will go to the palace and ask His Majesty to issue an imperial decree to grant us marriage!"

"Lady Ke has been with me for so many years, I absolutely cannot divorce her! I'll have the Emperor issue an edict to bestow you upon me as my concubine. Although you won't be my principal wife, with the Emperor's decree, let's see who dares to look down on you!"

As he spoke, he put his hand on Song Yurong's shoulder and turned her around. "It's a pity for you, but don't worry, apart from your rank, you are no different from the Empress in my household! If anyone dares to gossip outside, I'll cut out their tongue!"

Song Yurong then said with seductive eyes, "What do I have to feel wronged about? To be able to marry the prince openly and honestly is a scene that only appears in my dreams. However, this will surely hurt the princess's heart!"

"Don't worry, Madam Ke isn't intolerant. A few years ago, she even advised me to take a concubine so that we, Old Guo, could have a son! Besides, the Emperor bestowed this marriage upon her, and she didn't dare to complain! So what do you have to worry about!"

Song Yurong lowered her head timidly and murmured, "It's up to Your Highness to decide!"

Prince Jing'an laughed heartily, and as he lowered his head to kiss Song Yurong again, Song Yurong's maidservant came running.

"Miss, the Second Madam is looking for you... Ah, Your Highness, what are you doing here?"

Yu Zhu lowered her head in alarm, not daring to look at Prince Jing'an again.

Prince Jing'an curled his lips in disdain. Most women in the world are so petty. His good girl is much bolder!

"Go back with your mother and await good news!"

Song Yurong raised her eyes, looking at Prince Jing'an with reluctance in them, and said in a charming voice, "Then Your Highness, please don't keep me waiting!"

"rest assured!"

Only then did Song Yurong sway her body and leave, turning back every three steps.

Upon seeing this, the small flame that had just been stirred in Prince Jing'an's heart reignited!

He stepped forward and pulled Song Yurong back, then began to grope her, startling her into screaming.

Yu Zhu had never seen anything like this before, so she covered her mouth with both hands, not daring to scream and attract the worshippers.

"Your Highness, no! Your Highness! If you continue like this, I will die in front of you!"

Prince Jing'an, exhaling and exasperated, said, "It was clearly you, woman, who made me so aroused! Now that I'm getting serious, you're making excuses again!"

Even though Song Yurong was a skilled actress, she was still frightened by Prince Jing'an's words!

Seeing that she did not resist, Prince Jing'an dragged her to a nearby rock, pressed her down on the rock, and muttered incantations.

"No one will come here, I'll just have to hurry!"

Yu Zhu then realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward to stop Prince Jing'an.

"Your Highness, you mustn't! Your Highness, my lady is already leading her people this way..."

"Get out of my way!" Prince Jing'an shoved Yuzhu aside. "It's good that you saw it; it'll save your daughter from worrying about me so much!"

Under the forceful plundering of Prince Jing'an, Jiang Segu could only hear Song Yurong's screams and her tender, lotus-root-like legs!

Yu Zhu was filled with anxiety, but dared not step forward to stop her again. She could only sob quietly to the side, trying to persuade Song Yu Rong, "Miss, please keep your voice down, so that no one else can hear you!"

"What are you afraid of! I don't enjoy it if you speak softly; you have to speak loudly!"

Song Yurong couldn't withstand such torment, and after a few moments, she fell silent!

Only after Prince Jing'an was satisfied did Yuzhu dare to cautiously step forward, "Miss, wake up! Don't scare me!"

Although Prince Jing'an had enjoyed himself, he felt that Song Yurong's frail body was somewhat of a flaw.

It's alright, he can practice more after she marries him!

He glanced at the sobbing Yuzhu again and said with annoyance, "If you keep crying, I'll deal with you too! Clean up your daughter, I'm going to call your wife!"