(This is a story about a female lead focused on survival and a manipulative, utterly dark male lead. It's a happy ending with some self-indulgent elements from the author. If you find anything ...
Chapter 40 I Was Really Set Up
A crescent moon appeared in the clouds, and the incessant chirping of insects in Tingchao Courtyard shattered the moonlight.
The door of the side hall was pushed open, and she walked to Gu Qingheng's bed holding a candlestick, staring at his sleeping face.
The faint moonlight shines on his face through the stained glass window. He sleeps peacefully like a calm pond, his eyes tightly closed, his dark eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyelids, his jet-black hair as smooth as silk, like a quiet painting.
She tilted her head, what was she going to do?
Zhao Mingzhu was a little confused.
The fragrance in this room was much stronger than the one she smelled in her own room, and she could no longer remember what she was thinking when she came here.
Zhao Mingzhu squatted beside the bed, getting closer and closer until she was just inches away from Gu Qingheng's face.
He smelled so good that she wanted to take a bite. Zhao Mingzhu thought so and did so.
"Princess?"
Gu Qingheng pushed her head away with his index finger and calmly wiped the wetness off her cheek.
Zhao Mingzhu was pushed away, but then she leaned forward again: "You smell so good, can you give me a bite, just one bite?"
Zhao Mingzhu was not in a clear mind at the moment, but Gu Qingheng knew it all too well. He stared at her, and Zhao Mingzhu was very happy to see him looking at her.
She coaxed, "I'll bite gently, okay?"
Gu Qingheng curled his index finger and suddenly laughed softly: "No regrets?"
Gu Qingheng was now like a piece of braised pork, and Zhao Mingzhu was just waiting for the meal. She said anxiously, "No regrets, no regrets!"
...In the end, Zhao Mingzhu got what she wanted. She sucked the soft flesh and felt that she was the happiest person in the world.
"Crown Princess, Crown Princess!"
Qiao'er chased after them with a lantern in her hand. She was so frightened by the scene that she dropped the lantern without even caring about it.
Qiao'er was terrified and said hurriedly, "Your Highness, uh...our queen might be ill. Please don't bother with her or blame her!"
If this isn't sick, what is?!
Normally, her young lady would like to stay away from this gentleman as far as possible.
Qiao Er was afraid of this, and she was also worried about what was wrong with her daughter. She was so bold, she needed to see a doctor.
Gu Qingheng did not comment. Qiao'er wanted to go forward and pull Zhao Mingzhu away, but the other party held Gu Qingheng tightly and refused to let go.
Qiao'er was getting more and more anxious, so Gu Qingheng said, "Since there's no other way, let her sleep here and we'll talk about it tomorrow when she wakes up."
Qiao'er, who was in a dilemma, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She felt less afraid of Gu Qingheng. It turned out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
Qiao'er made one last effort, but Zhao Mingzhu seemed to be attached to Gu Qingheng, so she finally gave up.
"Your Highness, please call me if you need anything. I will be waiting outside the door."
Qiao'er closed the door and found the object of her complaint, the disappearing Changhe River.
Changhe was really lazy, so lazy that he didn't even guard the door, which allowed the Crown Princess to break in.
After the door was closed, Gu Qingheng carried the person to the side and covered her with a blanket.
But Zhao Mingzhu became more and more troublesome. She kicked the quilt, knocked the man to the ground, and sniffed him like a puppy.
What on earth is that so fragrant? She must get it!
"It's late, time to go to bed." Gu Qingheng was also quite helpless.
Zhao Mingzhu didn't get what she wanted, and said angrily: "I won't sleep, you give it to me... you give it to me!"
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
Gu Qingheng bit his fingertips, but Zhao Mingzhu couldn't wait and pounced on him. As their upper and lower teeth knocked against each other, she found the source of the sweetness.
It's Gu Qingheng's blood.
Qiao'er, who had heard the lewd conversation outside the door, blushed. When on earth had the Crown Princess fallen in love with the Crown Prince again? She, his personal maid, was completely unaware of it.
…
It was dawn.
"Any place, any time, werwerwer..." After waking up, Zhao Mingzhu spoke confidently as usual, stood up and prepared to get out of bed to wash.
But when she looked at Gu Qingheng who suddenly came into her sight, she was so frightened that her expression was out of control.
Oh oh, a dream within a dream. Zhao Mingzhu quickly lay down, pinched herself and then opened her eyes.
!!!
Oh my God, how could Gu Qingheng be lying on her bed! Someone please explain this to her!
Zhao Mingzhu wanted to turn around and call Qiao'er for help, but the living arrangements she saw were unfamiliar, and it was obvious that this was not her bedroom.
But it's a side hall.
An absurd guess popped up in her mind. Her lips trembled as she lowered her head to check her underwear. She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't happen.
The shock this early morning was so great that Zhao Mingzhu cautiously jumped out of bed with her remaining sanity and fled.
"Crown Princess, wake up."
A dull voice sounded, and Zhao Mingzhu wailed in her heart, would she be executed on the spot?
Zhao Mingzhu turned around and explained with a shrug, "I just came to check on your Highness to see if you've covered yourself with the quilt... It's windy at night and it's easy to catch a cold."
As she spoke, Qiao'er knocked on the door and said, "Are the Crown Princess and His Highness awake? They need to wash up now."
The lie was exposed in an instant, and Zhao Mingzhu was heartbroken.
She touched her face and said, "I really didn't mean it... I woke up here, you have to believe me."
She remembered it clearly. She went to bed last night after serving the cat masters, but she had no idea how she got to the side hall.
"Well, I believe you."
Gu Qingheng also got out of bed, but Zhao Mingzhu felt that the tone of his voice suggested that a storm was about to come.
She tried desperately to save him.
"Your Highness, I've really been set up. I haven't liked you for a long time. Who would I like now? A high-class flower, a damp male ghost, a domineering boss... Believe me, I'm really not, I'm really not climbing into bed."
Gu Qingheng held up his coat and said with a half-smile, "The Crown Princess changes her clothes really quickly."
But Zhao Mingzhu couldn't hear the hidden meaning in his words and just wanted to distance herself from him immediately.
"Yes, yes, yes. My preferences are always changing and changing. Your Highness, don't worry. I absolutely... don't have the slightest desire for you."
She was so sad that she could not even cry. All the words she said on her wedding night now seemed to be an attempt to cover up her mistakes.
Seeing her anxious face, Gu Qingheng wished she could reveal her heart to prove her innocence. He dressed neatly and opened the door.
Qiao'er came in carrying a copper basin, and Gu Qingheng said in a calm voice, "Help your queen wash up." Then he left.
Zhao Mingzhu was left muttering, "It's over, it's over. This means there will be a reckoning later."
Qiao'er pulled the person to sit in front of the dressing table. Fortunately, she had prepared it in the side hall, but she didn't expect to actually use it.
"Crown Princess, if you don't dislike His Highness, why did you come here secretly to see him?"
Zhao Mingzhu looked at the bronze mirror and caught the key point.
"I came here quietly? Didn't someone move me here and throw me on Gu Qingheng's bed, taking the opportunity to frame me?"
Qiao'er was surprised after hearing her words, and then told her everything about how she chased her and wanted to take her away but couldn't.
"You hugged me too tightly, and I couldn't pull you off. That's why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince told you to sleep here."
Qiao'er tied her hair up for her. She was also scared to death yesterday, thinking that Gu Qingheng would stab this shameless master and servant with a sword.
Zhao Mingzhu was really obedient this time. She pursed her lips and spat out: "Fuck your uncle!"
This is definitely because of the insect!
That damn man definitely didn't tell the truth!