Yongle climbed over the wall to enter the Shen family's courtyard by stepping on the shoulders of a maid. Fortunately, the Shen family was an ordinary family, and there were only a few servants who were dozing off at night, and no patrolling guards.

Otherwise, with her blatant behavior, she would surely have been pierced through with a spear.

After leaping down from the wall, Yongle found his way into Shen Qingque's courtyard based on his vague memory.

Shen Qingque returned in a sorry state tonight. The Shen family hired a doctor for him, and the physician from the Prince Xuan's residence also came. They didn't rest until midnight.

After the doctor administered acupuncture to Shen Qingque, he also prescribed medicine to reduce internal heat. He even took a cold bath, but Shen Qingque still couldn't fall asleep while lying in bed.

Whether it was the lingering effects of the medication or his anger, he tossed and turned in bed. Therefore, when he heard a noise coming from the courtyard, he was the first to get up.

Meow~

Meow~

Meow~

A few short meows rang out, and Shen Qingque opened the window, whereupon Yongle's head immediately poked its head in.

"Why are you here?" He was both surprised and shocked, then looked at her with a stern face. "It's too late now, Princess, you shouldn't be here."

Yongle didn't care about his old-fashioned appearance and climbed into the house while pressing his hands against the windowsill.

"Yongle!" Shen Qingque stopped her in a low voice, "Go back quickly before anyone notices!"

Yongle gave him a push, "Let's go inside and talk!"

She quickly climbed into the house, dusted off her hands, and then anxiously touched Chen Qingque.

"Are you alright? Did that cucumber Cui Yan poison you to the point of being stupid?"

Shen Qingque's face flushed red, and he felt even hotter as he was under the same roof as Yongle.

"I'm fine now. You should go back quickly. If the princess finds out you're missing, she'll be very worried about you."

"I haven't even confirmed it yet, how would I know you're alright?" Yongle pouted and snorted. "I'm asking you, you were given an aphrodisiac, how did you get the antidote? Did you go to see a woman!"

"I didn't!" Shen Qingque immediately denied. His family valued etiquette the most, and they would never do something like arranging a concubine for him when he already had a fiancée.

Moreover, the Shen family was small, and there were not many servants. In addition, his elder sister was not at home, so he, his father, and his grandfather were all taken care of by a few old servants. There were no young maids!

"Really not?" she said, deliberately leaning closer, her soft body pressed against his arm, making his body tense and stiff.

"Of course not! If you don't believe me, I can have someone testify for me!"

Yongle chuckled and then pulled him to sit on the bed.

"So, the doctor hasn't examined you yet!"

Shen Qingque was puzzled. "The doctor has already prescribed medicine and given me acupuncture. I will be fine after tomorrow."

"I mean, the doctor hasn't checked if you can still have sex." Yongle's bluntness struck Shen Qingque like a thunderbolt, his eyes glistening with confusion in the darkness.

"I came here to check this out. Our wedding date is already set. What if you can't make it? Wouldn't I be living the life of a widow if I married you?"

Shen Qingque was rendered speechless by her bluntness, unable to even speak coherently.

"You, you! I, I didn't..."

"Oh, stop talking nonsense, let me see!" she said with a mischievous grin, reaching out to tug at his clothes.

"No..." Before Shen Qingque could finish refusing, Yongle had already pinned him to the bed.

Before he could react, Yongle had already straddled his waist and begun to undo his belt.

Shen Qingque felt hot all over, so ashamed that he was incoherent and even his fingers were trembling.

"Princess...you can't do this..."

Although he was three years younger than Yongle, his body had already grown up, and he was strong enough to completely overpower Yongle. He held Yongle's hands tightly, too shy to look Yongle in the eye.

Yongle straddled his waist, her wrists aching from his grip, and she shifted her hips restlessly.

"Are you really not capable anymore? Let me tell you, we can't commit marriage fraud!"

Shocked by her blunt words one after another, Shen Qingque realized that he was so ashamed that he could accept her frankness.

"Princess, our wedding date has not yet arrived; this is improper!"

Yongle, having gone this far, collapsed onto him, the sound of his heart pounding against his chest filling his ears.

"Shen Qingque, your heart is beating so loudly!"

Shen Qingque swallowed hard. Yongle herself had no idea how outrageous she was being! If she continued like this, he felt his self-control was utterly worthless. He wasn't some saint! And this was the woman he loved!

"Princess..."

Shen Qingque loosened his grip on her wrist slightly. He used all his strength to resist his inner desires, as he didn't consider himself a qualified member of the Shen family.

From a young age, his grandfather and father taught him to be self-disciplined and respectful of etiquette, and to strictly abide by all the rules. The first book he learned after he learned to read was not "The Hundred Family Surnames" or "The Three Character Classic," but "The Etiquette and Rules of the Da Chen Ancestral Hall."

This was originally written by his grandfather, who simply changed the name of the previous dynasty to the Great Chen. He had learned these things since he was a child, but he didn't think these rigid etiquette rules were a given.

He adheres to these customs because his grandfather said they should be passed down through generations. It doesn't mean he instinctively agrees with them.

Yongle was testing his limits, and he was afraid he might do something irreversible.

Yongle rested her rounded chin on his chest, showing no shame or fear for what she had done. She even encouraged and seduced him: "I've heard that in the previous dynasty there was a practice of trial marriage. If the engaged couple felt they weren't compatible, they could break off the engagement without affecting the marriage. Does the well-read Young Master Shen know about this?"

Shen Qingque felt as if a string in his mind was about to be burned off by lust. He tried his best to restrain himself and empty his mind to avoid listening to Yongle's nonsense.

"Unheard of."

"Really? I thought you would know." Yongle blew a breath under his neck. "Are you very hot? Let me blow on it for you."

Shen Qingque's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes becoming deep and dangerous. In an instant, he transformed from an obedient puppy into a wolf with a mouthful of fangs that seemed capable of tearing a person apart.

"Princess, stop this nonsense!" he issued his final ultimatum.

"Shen Qingque, how about we try marriage tonight? Anyway, I'm determined to marry no one but you right now."

Yongle twisted his wrist and inserted his five fingers between his fingers.

"Or are you trying to call off the engagement? Don't want to marry me anymore?"

"No way!" Shen Qingque gritted her teeth. "What if you get pregnant before marriage? People will..."

"Anyway, our wedding is only three months away, so even if the baby is premature, it's still a normal number of months."