"Where am I small? Hmm?" The Thirteenth Prince's face was dark, and he gritted his teeth.

He Yue cupped his face in her hands, looked at him earnestly, and smiled beautifully: "What's the big deal about admitting you're young? At such a young age, it's better to be more detached from worldly desires and not harm your health by indulging in momentary pleasures."

Regardless of how infuriating her words were, He Yue let go of his hand, walked around him, got out of bed, straightened her clothes, and called for the maid to prepare the meal.

The thirteenth prince frowned and glanced at his lower body, looking slightly annoyed.

Where is it small? It's definitely not small at all!

Thinking about her rejection, Thirteen couldn't help but have wild thoughts. Could it be that all the other excuses were just that she didn't want him to touch her because she thought he was too young?

Thirteen exploded!

I really wanted to drag her over and give her a good beating, but the next moment I deflated like a punctured balloon.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "Perhaps I can ask my fourth brother about it."

Having an idea, his mood immediately improved, and he went to have his meal.

After having dinner, bathing, and changing clothes, the Thirteenth Prince quickly scurried into bed, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Heyue had no choice but to carefully lie down outside, keeping a little distance from Thirteen.

Seeing that he didn't move, Heyue breathed a sigh of relief, turned her back to him, and closed her eyes.

I thought it would be hard to fall asleep with a dangerous creature next to me, but I fell asleep very quickly.

When Heyue woke up the next day, she wanted to stretch, but she immediately felt something was wrong. She reached down and touched something hard and warm, and felt a heartbeat.

He Yue suddenly opened her eyes and immediately changed her expression when she saw the handsome face magnified in front of her.

The person in front of me was sleeping like a child, with long eyelashes fluttering beautifully, and full, slightly pouting lips, as if being coquettish.

!!

However, He Yue had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery before her; she was only horrified and ashamed to be lying on top of him like an octopus with her entire upper body sprawled out.

Isn't this too ambiguous?!

When did she get here? And she's still clinging to him!

A pair of hands were placed on her waist, making it impossible for Heyue to leave silently.

She reached out and carefully took his hand from her waist, lifting it gently, holding her breath.

To everyone's surprise, the slightest movement woke the person beneath him. He groggily opened his eyes, saw He Yue's anxious face, his eyes suddenly brightened, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Awake?"

He Yue chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, I'm awake." She wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear; it was so embarrassing!

However, the boy beneath her didn't seem to mind, and rubbed his face against her chest with satisfaction, like a docile tiger.

Seeing that he was awake, Heyue stopped worrying and started to get up, supporting herself on his chest with both hands.

The thirteenth prince frowned, hissed softly, and suddenly tightened his grip on her waist.

He Yue immediately felt a chill run down her spine and looked over in bewilderment. She saw his handsome face flushed red, and his dark, bright eyes staring straight at her as if he wanted to devour her whole.

"You, you, you, don't be impulsive!" He Yue quickly spoke up to stop her, her face turning pale.

It's said that men are most dangerous in the morning, and He Yue really understands this now. Just looking into his eyes gives her a chill.

The Thirteenth Prince's eyes instantly turned deep and dark, but he ultimately made no move.

Heyue hurriedly got off him and jumped off the bed.

The thirteenth prince's eyes flashed, he frowned and struggled with his thoughts, and finally sighed, taking a while to calm himself down before getting out of bed.

He Yue wasn't used to not personally helping him change his clothes.

Chun Ya served Thirteen with her changing clothes, while Hai Lan helped He Yue with her washing and grooming.

The sky wasn't fully light yet, and Heyue was still a little sleepy. Thirteen, having put on his casual robe, came over and put his arm around Heyue's waist, nuzzling against the back of her neck: "When will you be able to serve me personally?"

These words carried a hint of complaint.

"My maid isn't skillful?" Heyue scoffed, but in her heart she was thinking what a bad habit it was, having to be served by others.

The Thirteenth Prince smiled ingratiatingly: "Of course not, it's just that I would prefer you to come in person rather than have another woman come."

Looking into his expectant eyes, I smiled gently, and then, as his eyes suddenly lit up, I flicked his forehead with my index finger: "Good boy, you're an adult now, learn to dress yourself."

Her bright eyes suddenly dimmed, and she muttered softly, "I'm not a child."

Heyue rested her chin on her hand, scrutinizing him intently. From any angle, the man before her looked like a begging child, and he wouldn't admit it! Humph!

Seemingly sensing the meaning in her gaze, Thirteen's eyes blazed with anger. He suddenly leaned over and bit her lip, making her hiss in pain. She glared at him and said, "Are you a dog?!"

Thirteen grinned smugly: "A child would treat you like this?!"

He choked on his words.

She turned her head away from him, touching her lips and frowning. That brat, how could he do that!

After a simple breakfast, Thirteen changed into his court robes and went to the palace in a good mood.

Hailan applied medicine to her lips, laughing so hard she could barely breathe, while Heyue ignored her.

Guarjia and two other princesses came to pay their respects, and Heyue let them in.

It seems that Thirteen really listened to what I said.

He Yue was in a good mood and didn't care about Guarjia's cold face.

Apart from Lady Guarjia, who maintained a cold expression but still politely greeted Heyue, Lady Fucha and Lady Shijia treated Heyue very well, showing both respect and curiosity throughout the entire process, and daring not to be disrespectful in any way.

Of the three women, Guarjia was petite and charming, but a little arrogant and capricious; Fucha was plump and alluring, but had the magnanimity of a northerner; although she and Yuxiu were both from the Fucha clan, they were not from the same family; and Shijia was pretty, but a little dull.

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