In the bedroom of Ling's courtyard.
Long Yi threw Ling onto the bed.
"Your Highness." Ling twisted her body, her voice deliberately tender, and began to unbutton her collar, then slowly hooked her finger at the man.
Long Yi leaned over and slowly stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers, but the figure of Qiao Wanyou appeared in his mind.
Deliberately not thinking about that heartless woman, he lowered his head and kissed Ling's neck.
Ling giggled and reached out to untie Long Yi's waist belt.
The moment the waist belt was untied, Long Yi pressed the back of his hand.
Seeing him sit up, Ling was puzzled: "Prince, what's wrong?"
"Take off your clothes first."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Ling chuckled.
The prince has been single for a long time, but now he actually likes this.
She moved closer to him and slowly took off her clothes.
She threw her clothes one by one onto the ground until she was completely naked. Then she climbed onto Long Yi's shoulders again and reached out to unbutton his python robe.
Even though there was a naked woman beside him, the image of Qiao Wanyou still appeared in Long Yi's mind.
It's really like seeing a ghost.
He pushed Ling onto the bed and told himself not to harbor any illusions about Qiao Wanyou. It didn't matter which woman he slept with.
Aren't all women the same?
All the same!
Even after thinking this, the blind woman was still in his mind.
Or am I blind and no one is worse than her?
Thinking of this, he kissed Ling's body irritably, but the next moment, he rolled off her.
Seeing this, Ling also felt something was wrong.
But the opportunity is right in front of her. If she doesn't seize it this time, how will she fight Qiao Wanyou in the future?
Then she said softly, "Your Majesty, please lie down. I will serve you."
After saying this, he went to take off Long Yi's python robe.
Before he could unbutton a single button, Long Yi sat up from his half-lying position and said in a cold voice, "I'm not in the mood today. Please give me a leg massage."
"Beat, beat your legs?" Ling couldn't believe her ears.
"Well, massage your legs." Long Yi's expression was indifferent.
"Then may I be allowed to put on my clothes?"
It was winter after all, and she was cold.
"What to wear? You're fine like this." Long Yi closed his eyes and all that came to his mind were the intimate days he and Qiao Wanyou had spent together more than ten years ago.
Ling had no choice but to grit her teeth and agree.
She had been pounding her legs for half an hour, and her body had already turned red and purple from the cold, but Long Yi didn't even look at her.
She deliberately pressed her body against him, hoping to arouse his desire as a man, but she never expected that Long Yi suddenly opened his eyes.
"Okay, that's enough."
His voice was cold.
"Your Majesty."
He called out, and then sneezed three times in succession.
Long Yi got out of bed in disgust: "I have been served enough by the concubine, take a good rest."
After he left her courtyard, the concubines and mistresses around him all envied Ling's methods.
Only Ling knew that Long Yi had never had sex with her at all. Not only that, she also caught a cold.
He hurriedly called the court doctor to come and see.
As a result, when the concubines and other wives heard that Concubine Ling was favored by Prince Jin to the point of having a cold, they became extremely envious.
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The Yan family at this moment, Nanyuan.
The Chengwang Mansion family of three, Yuan Yiyan Yingying from the Yuan family brought her son Yuan Lang, and was also followed by an old man named Yuan. A group of people gathered together to watch the old Duke tease Tenglong Xiaohu.
When Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing arrived, the South Garden was already very lively.
The young couple helped Wan Niang inside. Hong Qingyi saw them immediately and hurried to greet them: "You're finally here."
"Yes, I must come." Qiao Wanyou smiled, "To be honest, my eyes have become sensitive to light and I can see your outline."
"Really?" Hong Qingyi was delighted.
"Of course it's true, thanks to you for giving birth to my good Fu Ning."
"How did it become the one I gave birth to for you?" Hong Qingyi shook her head.
Hearing their conversation, Yan Yu, who was watching Tenglong's performance, came over. She smiled and took Qiao Wanyou's hand: "Now I should call you sister-in-law, right?"
Yan Funing introduced her to her mother-in-law in a low voice: "She is my aunt, Princess Cheng."
"I'm sorry, I lost my memory." Qiao Wanyou nodded in greeting, "Princess Cheng, please don't be offended."
"How come?"
The three distinguished women sat together and started chatting.
Yan Funing walked briskly to her grandfather's side and said, "Grandfather." Turning around, she saw Old Master Yuan was also there and called out with a smile, "Grandpa Yuan."
"You're so good." Old Master Yuan asked, "When will you come to my Yuan family to play?"
Yan Funing said frankly: "I've been busy lately, but I will definitely go to the New Year's party."
"Great-grandfather also knew my aunt?" Yuanlang couldn't help but be curious.
The old man touched his great-grandson's head and said, "I've eaten the dishes cooked by your aunt before."
"Oh, this is what my great-grandfather shared with you, right?" Yuanlang pointed at the old Duke.
Everyone laughed.
"The little guy is quite understanding." The old Duke's beard flew up with laughter, pointing at the old man Yuan, "He is greedy."
After everyone exchanged greetings for a while, Yan Funing called her husband, her sister and brother-in-law, her eldest brother and sister-in-law, and her second and third brothers to the flower hall.
There were fruit plates, snacks and tea in the flower hall.
Yan Funing took out the contract she had prepared in advance and said, "The Gold and Silver House is about to open. I've already written down the shareholding ratios and investment amounts on paper. Each family will hold 5%. Third Brother has already invested in Fufeng Restaurant, so just sit back and watch. If you're interested, you can invest more later."
Yan Bojian nodded and said, "That's feasible. Let me see how much you can earn first."
In response to Yan Funing's words, Yan Honghou said, "Five percent, that's fine."
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