Even if he was really wrong, if it were anyone else, they certainly wouldn't apologize to a woman.

But he spoke of it so naturally, so aggrievedly.

He Yue felt both moved and somewhat amused.

Thirteen rubbed his chin against her soft hair, the gesture intimate and natural, and sighed softly: "I know you're unhappy. I shouldn't have forced you. You don't need to pay attention to what people outside are saying. They say I'm obsessed with women, but they'll stop saying it in a few days. I'll let them know that you're not like Daji, and I'm not a lecherous man either."

He Yue still didn't understand why he had suddenly come to his senses.

Is it because people's opinions are a fearsome thing, and they are worried about being labeled as indulging in women?

But what is he going to do to apologize to himself?

"What's wrong with you?" Heyue stared at his expression suspiciously.

Thirteen's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a wronged and ingratiating expression: "I suddenly realized that the punishment from the Princess Consort is too torturous. In order to appease the Princess Consort, I had no choice but to obediently admit my mistake. I hope the Princess Consort will not punish me any further."

He Yue's lips twitched; she truly admired his acting skills!

If I didn't know his personality, I might have been fooled by his cute and innocent image.

As for why he suddenly said such a thing, Heyue didn't care; as long as the result was satisfactory, that was enough.

Remembering what the Fourth Prince had just said, she still felt a bit uneasy, so she pretended to be indifferent: "If you are worried that I can't give you a legitimate son, feel free to go find others. Anyway, they are all your women, and I think they would be happy to have children for you."

Thirteen's face darkened: "I only want your child. Don't talk nonsense anymore! Otherwise, I won't hesitate to send them all to the manor!"

"Don't you dare!" He Yue quickly raised her hand to stop her, pursed her lips, and said with a half-smile, "I don't want to be known as a jealous woman. I can't do anything like preventing other women from bearing your children!"

Seeing that what he said was true, although she was touched, she still couldn't swallow her anger.

Isn't she said to be jealous? Look, she gave him her blessing herself, so who would dare say she's jealous now?

"But what did Fourth Brother and Fourth Sister-in-law say to you?" The Thirteenth Prince saw that she was gloomy and seemed to be angry, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly asked.

"It's just that they're saying I'm willful and jealous, so they can put my mind at ease and be a virtuous and obedient Thirteenth Prince's wife." He Yue glanced at him lightly.

Thirteen felt a chill run down her spine from that glance and immediately became aggrieved: "Why are you looking at me like that? Master never said such a thing."

"Then tell me, what do you mean I won't let you touch me?" He Yue sneered.

Thirteen mouths trying to say this isn't the truth? Isn't it you we're not letting anyone touch?

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but when he met her cold gaze, he swallowed them back, immediately wilted, and admitted his mistake with a pitiful expression: "I was wrong, sir."

He Yue smiled with satisfaction, then immediately suppressed it, putting on a serious expression: "Since you have a good attitude in admitting your mistake, I will not hold it against you. However, from now on you must listen to me in everything. If you dare to disobey me again, you will be in big trouble!"

Thirteen nodded repeatedly, knowing that she had calmed down, and hugged her, laughing like a fool.

He Yue sighed, surprised that this person was so easily satisfied, and wondered to herself if she had been too harsh on him.

Thirteen did not tell her about meeting Eighth Prince's wife.

Firstly, they did not want her to have too much involvement with the Eighth Prince's wife.

Secondly, his relationship with the Eighth Prince's wife always made him uneasy.

Although the Eighth Prince's wife defended her in every way, this protection only made him more concerned, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

His intuition told him that there seemed to be some special connection between Heyue and the Eighth Prince's wife.

Back at the gate of the mansion, Thirteen wanted to carry Heyue back to her room, but under Heyue's cold glare, he had no choice but to sheepishly give up.

Heyue jumped off the carriage herself, with Thirteen following closely behind.

After walking for a while, Yue remembered something and hurriedly stopped, waiting for Shisan to walk ahead.

Regardless of his private life, in front of outsiders he was still the Thirteenth Prince, and Heyue still had to maintain his status and face.

Back inside, after dismissing all the maids, He Yue sat down first on a chair in the main room, raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Stand there!"

Thirteen paused in his steps, about to sit down, and stood still, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

He Yue rested her elbow on the table, propped her chin on her hand, gazed at him, and smiled slightly: "You really will listen to whatever I say?"

Thirteen opened his eyes wide and nodded fiercely: "It's true, don't you still believe me?" He said this with great grievance.

He Yue rubbed her temples and sighed, "I trust you, but everything must have a set rules. You must remember every single one of my rules and not disobey them, or you will not be allowed into the room." Her last sentence was stern and forceful.

Thirteen thought for a moment, and seeing that her expression was not joking at all, he could only nod and agree with a bitter face.

He Yue resisted the urge to stroke his head, sat up straight, and felt that it wasn't very nice for him to be standing, so she had him move a stool to sit on the lower side.

It was indeed not a good look for a grown man to sit on an embroidered stool, but Heyue had no choice but to do so in order to put him in a more imposing position.

Thirteen didn't have any objections, and obediently sat down, staring at her expectantly.

Seeing his actions, Heyue sighed again. He really was an obedient little puppy.

Because of the significant height difference, even when the other person was sitting on a stool, he was still half a head taller than Heyue, which made him visually less attractive. However, there was no other way; they couldn't very well let him sit on the ground.

He Yue cleared her throat and began to explain the rules: "First, starting today, except for the first, fifteenth, and twentieth of the month, you are not allowed to stay overnight in my room. Of course, you can stay, but you are not allowed to touch me! You can do whatever you want at other times."

I know that there are some things he can't tolerate at his age, otherwise it will be bad for his health.

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