Chapter 15 Please Have Mercy
Furong is an experienced housekeeper, and she is the one who manages the huge princess mansion. After Shang Xi finished his lecture, he handed the main court to Furong. He leaned on the side, drinking tea while watching Furong check the accounts and asking questions.
Furong only checked the key accounts and left the rest to Cuiyun and Yuzhu.
Yuzhu was very frightened. She had only managed the prince's private money, so how could she manage such a huge fortune in the marquis's mansion? She cast a resentful look at her own prince with a gloomy face, and she looked like her heart was about to break.
Xiao Ning gave her an encouraging look in return.
After handing the matter over to Cuiyun and Yuzhu, Shang Xi declined the old lady's polite invitation to dinner and returned to the princess's mansion with Xiao Ning.
After entering the princess's mansion, the two separated.
Xiao Ning returned to his yard, and the sound of stringed instruments and orchestras came from the distance.
Xiao Ning walked closer and saw that they were the three handsome boys given to her by the princess.
One person plays the flute, one plays the piano, and one sings.
Xiao Ning didn't understand the soft Wu dialect sung, but he just thought it sounded nice.
After the song, Xiao Ning couldn't help but applaud.
"My Lord!"
When the three saw Xiao Ning, their eyes suddenly lit up and they all ran towards her.
Xiao Ning looked at the three handsome boys standing in a row, all with their eyes fixed on her. She felt a lump in her throat, turned her eyes away with difficulty, coughed lightly, and asked, "Are you used to living here?"
"It's a habit." The young man who had just sung the song was the first to speak, and asked boldly, "Does your Highness like the song I sang?"
Xiao Ning nodded and said honestly, "It sounds good."
"Then can I sing another song for you?"
The boy's eyes were bright, and the nervousness and excitement in his eyes made Xiao Ning unable to refuse.
The three of them began to play music and sing again.
Xiao Ning sat under the shade of a tree, squinting his eyes slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on his knees to the rhythm of the music, feeling very comfortable.
A maid came over quietly, put the warm teacup on the stone table, and quietly left.
Maybe it was because Xiao Ning was too kind during the day, so someone had the courage to climb into bed with him at night.
Sensing the unusual movement, Xiao Ning handcuffed the man's hands behind his back and pressed him down on the bed.
The other hand pressed on the man's neck, and with a little force, he could break his neck.
"Prince consort, spare my life! It's, it's your slave...Qiongyin!"
Xiao Ning recognized this voice; it was the one that sang during the day.
Xiao Ning scolded him in a low voice: "You're not sleeping at night and you're climbing into my bed! Did you take any of my warnings from yesterday to heart?"
Qiongyin's voice was soft and sobbing: "No, no, my Lord... I will remember your warning, but, but..."
"Just what?"
"It's just... I was originally a prostitute at Yuchun Pavilion. The princess had me bought to serve the Prince Consort. On the day I arrived, the princess told me that if I didn't serve the Prince Consort wholeheartedly, I would be sent back..."
"I don't want to go back there..."
"I don't want to be like those brothers in the restaurant, who were tortured beyond recognition at a young age and finally buried in a straw mat..."
"My Lord, please..."
"Please have mercy on me..."
Qiong Yin turned her head to look at Xiao Ning, her chin slightly raised.
The moonlight shone through the window paper and fell on his face.
The boy's skin was as white and translucent as porcelain, with tears hanging on his eyelashes, about to fall, making him look pitiful.
Xiao Ning was bewitched.
While despising his own determination, he stroked the boy's cheek and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, you won't go back there again."
There were still tears on Qiong Yin's face, but a smile appeared on her lips. She rubbed her cheek against Xiao Ning's palm and looked at him with innocent and dependent eyes: "Really?"
"certainly."
"Then... may I serve the Prince Consort tonight..."
Qiong Yin whispered, reaching out to untie Xiao Ning's belt.
Xiao Ning held the boy's slender white fingers and wrapped him in the quilt, "Don't mess around."
"Don't you want me to serve you, my Lord?"
Only the boy's head was exposed, but his eyes were still charming.
Xiao Ning reached out and touched his eyelashes lightly, itching like an electric shock. "Not for now, just chat with me."
"ah……"
"If you don't want to talk, go back to bed."
"Oh... let's chat then."
Xiao Ning chuckled and found the person in front of him more and more adorable. At the same time, he couldn't help but lament his own body as a girl that could not be seen in public.
"How old were you when you went to Yuchun Pavilion?"
Qiongyin stirred restlessly in her quilt. "I was sold to Yuchun Pavilion by my family when I was eight years old. This year marks another eight years."
Xiao Ning paused, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, completely extinguishing her chaotic interest. "How old are you this year?"
"Well... in three months I'll be sixteen."
Xiao Ning: “…Fuck!”
She thought this guy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, but it turned out to be a minor!
At this age, people would still be in high school in modern times. Even in the end times, people of this age are still children in everyone's eyes and are in need of protection and preferential treatment.
Xiao Ning pushed the person in his arms, who was almost wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis, away, gnashing his teeth and angrily saying, "You are so young, why are you trying to climb onto the bed like a human?"
Qiong Yin climbed out of the quilt and said unconvincedly: "I am not a child anymore, if you don't believe me, just look..."
As he said this, he was about to untie his belt.
Xiao Ning was really impressed by this guy's train of thought. Hadn't they been discussing age just now?
Xiao Ning slapped the back of his hand. With a crisp "pa" sound, tears welled up in the boy's eyes again. He looked up at her and said, "My Lord Prince Consort..."
Xiao Ning frowned: "What a man, crying all day long!"
Qiongyin's tears froze in her eyes, she didn't want to let them flow.
Xiao Ning got out of bed, grabbed the back of his collar, walked to the window in two steps, opened the window, and threw the man out of the window.
The two young men hiding in the dark watched Qiong Yin being thrown out of Xiao Ning's window and almost laughed out loud. They quickly covered their mouths to hold back their laughter.
Qiong Yin grimaced in pain, climbed up with the help of the wall, and cried out to the window: "My Lord..."
A low sigh came from the window: "Don't worry, I will talk to the princess and won't let you go back there again."
The footsteps faded away, probably meaning he returned to the bed.
Qiong Yin left the window, and two young men surrounded her. "I've already told you it's definitely not that easy. If you don't believe me, go and try it."
Qiong Yin snorted coldly, her cheeks puffed up with anger: "I almost succeeded, but the Prince Consort said I was too young and wouldn't let me serve."
The other two looked at each other. The three of them were about the same age.
Only young people are most suitable for the description of being thin and frail.
"What should I do? What does the princess say..."
"Of course I told the truth. After all, it was the princess who asked us to come here..."
"Guanfang, why don't you give it a try? You look older."
The boy named Guanfang rolled his eyes and said, "You're the prettiest of the three of us. If you can't do it, then I'm even less likely to do it."
"How do you know it won't work if you don't try? And you, Yaoyue, why don't you give it a try? You're such a good zither player, why don't you play a few tunes for the Prince Consort? Maybe he'll fall in love with you if you find a soulmate."
Yao Yue: “…”
Qiong Yin teased him: "Did you hear that?"
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