Zhu Yu acted as if nothing had happened, picked up the account books scattered on the ground, and waved one of them: "One book for one day."
"What?" Lu Xiaoyun was so stunned by the kiss that she didn't react for a moment.
"Here are ten books. You will sleep with me for ten days. From now on, every time you bring over a book, you will have to stay with me for one day."
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
Zhu Yu threw down the account book in his hand: "Fine, don't agree then. Anyway, you're His Highness Prince An now."
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth: "Okay!"
"Deal made, let's put it in writing!"
Just as planned, the written agreement was ready in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Holding the document, Lu Xiaoyun felt like she was being sold into servitude.
He took out the pills that Ayan had prepared from his pocket and handed them to Zhu Yu: "You said your chest hurt last time. I talked to Ayan about it, and he improved the formula. Take one, and it will be effective for your internal medicine."
Zhu Yu sat on the soft couch, rubbing his arms: "I've been reading all day, and my arms are sore that I can't lift them. I need His Highness Prince An to feed me."
Lu Xiaoyun's brow twitched again. Who was it that wrote the document so fluently just now?
Seeing her like this, Zhu Yu sneered, "You're already backing out after just starting?"
Lu Xiaoyun went to the table, poured a glass of water, sat down next to him, and held it to Zhu Yu's lips, gritting her teeth: "Fine, I'll feed you."
Zhu Yu's eyes shone brightly as he looked at Lu Xiaoyun. He opened his mouth, put the cup in his mouth, tilted his head back, and the cup of water went down into his mouth.
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
He took the cup off his mouth and casually placed it on the low table next to him before offering the pill to his lips.
Zhu Yu stuck out his moist tongue, curled it around Lu Xiaoyun's palm, and put the pill into his mouth.
The soft touch made Lu Xiaoyun shudder.
Zhu Yu's little face immediately scrunched up in pain: "Ah, what kind of medicine is this? Why is it so bitter?"
"Is it bitter?" She remembered that last time Ayan said that Chinese medicine was too bitter, so he added a few herbs that could reduce the bitterness without affecting the efficacy. Could it be that Ayan forgot this time?
Lu Xiaoyun poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle, held it under her nose and smelled it. A pungent, bitter smell hit her brain, and she frowned and quickly tightened the cap.
At this moment, Lu Yuyan in the Prince An's mansion gritted his teeth and instructed the young medicine boy: "These don't need to be put in."
The young apprentice raised his big, bright eyes: "Master, didn't you say these are for removing bitterness? If you don't put them in, the pills will be extremely bitter."
"No need!" Doesn't Zhu Yu like to play the victim? Let him suffer to death!
Lu Xiaoyun quickly poured another glass of water and handed it to Zhu Yu's lips: "Quick, drink some water and rinse your mouth."
Zhu Yu was so disgusted by the bitter medicine that he stuck out his tongue, looking just like the black dog in the backyard of the Prince An's mansion.
After drinking a glass of water, the bitterness didn't seem to improve much.
Zhu Yu looked up and his gaze fell on Lu Xiaoyun's lips, which were incredibly sweet.
So he hooked her neck, pressed her head down a little, pressed his lips to hers, and sat on Lu Xiaoyun's lap.
The next instant, a passionate kiss landed, tinged with an almost uncontrollable fervor, forcefully biting at the lips, eagerly invading and entwining.
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
The tongue, stained brown by the pill, tangled around her, and Lu Xiaoyun's face scrunched up in knots.
But the man in her arms had his eyes slightly closed, seemingly having completely forgotten the bitter taste that pierced her heart.
Their lips intertwined, their breaths mingling and swirling, then seeping into each other's nostrils, seeping into each other's lungs, stirring their blood, and causing their hearts to tremble slightly, becoming an inseparable part of each other.
Lu Xiaoyun felt the bitter taste on the tip of her tongue spread throughout her mouth, making her unable to resist opening her lips.
It's so bitter.
Ah Yan definitely did it on purpose.
So, Zhu Yu's claim of chest pain last time was also intentional, and Ayan saw through it, deliberately giving Zhu Yu such bitter medicine to torment him.
But Ah Yan probably never expected that his older sister would become Zhu Yu's remedy for his suffering.
Zhu Yu slightly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly encompassing all the sun, moon, and stars, then overflowing little by little, filling the entire room and enveloping Lu Xiaoyun completely.
Zhu Yu's kisses were passionate and lingering, again and again, from slow sucking to gentle nibbling, as if he wanted to meld the person in front of him into his very bones.
At some point, Lu Xiaoyun's large hands gripped Zhu Yu's soft, slender waist, lifting him up slightly. Then, she placed her hand on the back of his head, gradually taking the initiative.
Zhu Yu tilted his head back, accepting the deep kiss, and wrapped his arms tightly around her neck.
Suddenly, two cuckoo calls came from outside.
Lu Xiaoyun hurriedly pushed Zhu Yu, who was sitting on her feet, away. She felt her whole body burning hot and her heart racing, almost jumping out of her throat.
She took the initiative again this time.
The original owner's body was so alluring that it could bewitch people, even a woman like her.
Lu Xiaoyun thought.
Ignoring everything else, Zhu Yu pressed himself against her again, but suddenly felt something pressing against his thigh.
It's rock hard.
He moved, pressing down on her, and Lu Xiaoyun let out a muffled groan.
He stared in astonishment at Lu Xiaoyun in front of him.
He remembered the last time the two of them met openly in the hot spring pool of the Prince An's mansion, when he faced him, there was no reaction there.
Today, surprisingly...
Lu Xiaoyun was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. She grabbed Zhu Yu by the waist, lifted him off her and placed him on a soft couch to the side. She then opened the window and fled in panic: "I will start executing this agreement tomorrow."
Zhu Yu smiled, the smile growing deeper and deeper until he finally burst into a hysterical laugh.
Lu Xiaoyun, who had jumped out of the window, heard the unrestrained laughter inside and slapped the proudly erect penis beneath her in annoyance: "You're spineless!"
As a result, she grimaced in pain.
In the days that followed, Lu Xiaoyun indeed kept her promise.
However, Zhu Yu would occasionally pin her down and give her a good squeeze.
And her reaction there was real; she really didn't know before that it could be so unbearable for a man to hold back his erection.
If things continue like this, sooner or later she'll end up sleeping with him.
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth and thought.
Zhu Yu has been unusually satisfied with his body's response these past few days.
It seems that even with a different soul, he still retains the qualities of a man.
Hmm, not bad.
The first step in becoming a mistress has been achieved.
Next, it was a matter of gradually taking them down.
Zhu Yu thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.
Early on the morning of the Lantern Festival, Zhu Yu received a letter delivered by Lu Xiaoyun.
The letter was delivered by the gatekeeper at the entrance of the mansion.
"But the words on this?" Zhu Yu snorted softly.
The letter asked him to meet at Liaohu Residence.
Liaohuju is a teahouse located opposite Lianfulou.
Liaohuju and Lianfulou face each other to the side, where Zhaiyuelou is located. The lantern-lighting platform erected for the Lantern Festival is located on Zhaiyuelou.
To prevent anyone from launching a sneak attack, Liaohu Residence and Lianfu Tower are actually quite far from the Lighthouse.
Zhu Yu casually tossed the letter aside.
Qi Yu picked it up and looked at it, then frowned: "Miss, this is not a letter written to you by the Prince."
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