Nan Yi ignored Qingyun's hand tugging at her clothes. What could she do if she didn't want to bow? Qingyun had no choice but to stand awkwardly to the side.

"go out."

Yinzhen stared coldly at the tactless maid in front of him. Qingyun glanced at her master, hoping he would have good luck.

Nan sat upright, her eyes slightly squinted; without close inspection, one would think she was asleep.

She knew the other person was watching her, but she ignored him. She thought to herself that she was a free person now, so why should she give him a nice look? Besides, she was rich and had a strong backbone. She would run away sooner or later, so who cared whether he spoiled her or not?

She remained unmoved and didn't even look at him directly. Very well, Tong had successfully provoked his anger.

Yinzhen stepped into the carriage, sat upright opposite her, and stared at her expressionlessly. She seemed to be doing much better in the villa than he had imagined.

Because she was dressed formally today, her pink palace dress made her skin look even whiter and more radiant. The slight melancholy between her brows was gone from when they first met at the villa. Looking at Tong Shi's palace dress, she became even more annoyed. It seemed that she had forgotten her promise. The dress had been altered. Although it was not as form-fitting as before, it still accentuated her curves.

Yinzhen recalled the beautiful scenery from last time, his left hand gripped his leg tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging. The temperature inside the carriage gradually rose, and time became unbearable.

Why not say something conciliatory? If she were just willing to back down and give him a way out, he would forgive her immediately.

As before, he held her in his arms with affection, like they were inseparable in the other courtyard. Knowing the changes in his body, Yinzhen pretended to cross his legs and clasp his hands on his thighs to hide the unusual appearance of his robes.

Looking at Lady Tong again, Yinzhen felt unbalanced once more. Her relaxed and carefree expression showed she was completely oblivious to everything.

Ignoring the piercing gaze from the other side, and waiting for time to pass slowly, Nan Yi complained inwardly, "Why haven't we arrived yet? Why is the imperial city built so far away? My whole body is stiff and numb from sitting here, and I still have to try my best to ignore the wolfish glare of the Fourth Master across from me, who looks like he's about to devour me."

It was only early summer, but the weather was already hot. She took out her handkerchief to wipe her face, but she was incredibly bored. Yinzhen struggled alone for a long time, grinding his teeth inwardly, but Tong Shi pretended to be deaf and dumb.

The maidservant in the other courtyard, I don't know how she served her, dressed her too warmly. Before Tong Shi even entered the officialdom, a layer of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

If I keep wiping, my makeup will be ruined.

Enough, he's a man; arguing with a woman is beneath his dignity. He took out a handkerchief, stood up, and sat beside her, his hand automatically wrapping around her slender waist as he gently wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.

Holy crap, what is Fourth Uncle trying to do?

Nan Yi was startled and moved away to sit inside the carriage. Yinzhen followed her until he was pressed against the corner of the carriage and could no longer move. Nan Yi awkwardly pushed against his chest in front of her.

Yinzhen dropped the handkerchief, and simply picked her up and placed her between his legs, pinning down her fidgeting legs and binding her hands behind her back.

Nan Yi turned to him in a welcoming manner, and after he held her tightly in his arms, Yinzhen reached out and lifted her chin, his light breath brushing against her forehead.

He gently inhaled the fragrance of her hair, a smile playing on his lips. Only when he held her in his arms did the restlessness that had been building up in his chest dissipate, and his heart felt a sense of peace.

Nan Yi was uncomfortable with this sudden warmth and was secretly annoyed. Did they think she was a puppy, throwing her a bone whenever she wanted and then turning her back on her when she was done with it? She didn't care.

Her relentless struggle with her mission.

Yinzhen's expression softened, and his mood improved as well. He patted her made-up cheeks and chuckled, "Be good, don't mess with me, hmm—" His tone was full of doting affection and a unique sense of comfort.

Nan Yi laughed, wondering who was making a scene. She rolled her eyes and said calmly, "Didn't the master say he would raise me as a free person?"

She remembered clearly that women are all petty in some ways, and she was no exception.

Yinzhen released her hand, pulled her close to his waist, pondered for a while, and then said calmly, "I take it back."

"Spilled water cannot be gathered up again."

Yinzhen frowned, his eyes fixed on her. "What do you want?" Why are you still so persistent?

Nan rolled her eyes and said, "Apologize to me."

In her view, it is perfectly normal to apologize for making mistakes, but Nan Yi always forgets that the Fourth Master is an ancient person, and even more so, a prince.

Stroking her waist in his palm, feeling her slight trembling, he knew that her body spoke louder than her words. After hearing this, Yinzhen spoke in a cold and indifferent voice, "Do you think I would?"

He dared to ask a woman to apologize; she really dared to do that. If you give her a little leeway, she'll start thinking about opening a dye shop.

Nan Yi pressed down his mischievous hand. "You stinky man! Aren't the women in the manor enough for him? He takes advantage of her every time we meet. How disgusting!"

She smiled faintly, her beautiful face as fresh as a lotus in bloom, but the words that came out of her mouth made the Fourth Master feel annoyed.

"Who knows? Wrong is wrong, right is right. It's up to you, sir." She just said it casually, whether he did it or not was up to him.

Yinzhen originally disliked her indifferent smile, finding it even more repulsive than the need for him to apologize. Suddenly, she lowered her head and kissed him, and he wanted to silence her unforgiving mouth. Their lips met, and he listened to her soft moans, which, like oil poured on a raging fire, ignited all his passion.

Nan Yi temporarily put aside the conflict, indulging in his kisses, returning the kisses as long as she felt comfortable.

Yinzhen was surprised by her initiative, but was happy to accept it. However... fearing things might get out of control, he didn't forget about the morning court session.

She still wanted to see her mother, so she suppressed her excitement and tried to ease her longing. He pulled away from her lips and pressed his chest against hers, his high breasts rising and falling with her breath, so alluring that Yinzhen forced himself to look away.

Dissatisfied with his departure, Pian Nan leaned in again, took his lips into her mouth, and sucked on them like he had, even sticking out her tongue to lick and kiss them. Yinzhen muttered under his breath, "You little devil."

As Nan Yi moaned softly, she suddenly felt a rough, warm touch on her chest. Looking down, her mind instantly cleared.

"Ah," she gasped, jumping out of his arms, clutching the unbuttoned buttons on her chest, and glaring at him warily.

She only liked his kisses, but wasn't prepared to give herself to him.

Lost in his desires, Yinzhen heard her soft moan and looked up. Her clothes were disheveled and her hair was slightly messy. Knowing that he had gone too far, he awkwardly raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly to cover up his lapse in composure.

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