When Mo Qingying woke up, she saw Chu Younan sitting at the Eight Immortals Table outside the gauze curtain, drinking tea leisurely, while Hefeng Cuiliu and the other two were standing beside him with their heads bowed.

She felt happy for a moment, but suddenly became nervous.

She turned her head to look, but there was naturally no blood on the bed sheet.

Mo Qingying glanced at Chu Younan quietly, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

But he said calmly: "Awake?"

The voice was very faint. If someone discovered that she was no longer virgin, it would definitely not be so faint.

Mo Qingying felt relieved as she thought about this, and replied softly, "I got up late..."

"No hurry, you were tired last night." Chu Younan's eyes were not on Mo Qingying, but he had already seen through everything she was thinking and doing.

Mo Qingying did not call Hefeng Cuiliu to help her change clothes, but quietly reached for the golden hairpin beside the pillow, hardened her heart, and stabbed it into the inside of her thigh.

It was very painful, but it was very effective. Blood gushed out immediately and a blood-red flower bloomed on He Fen's bed sheet.

She clenched her teeth tightly, looked at the bloody flowers, and raised the corners of her lips slightly. She thought that no one could notice it, and after the blood seeped into the bed sheet, she raised the corners of her lips slightly and said in a deep voice: "He Feng Cui Liu, help me change my clothes."

Hefeng Cuiliu lowered their heads and looked at each other quietly, then glanced at Chu Younan, but saw that he was unmoved and his face was as calm as water. Then the two of them stepped forward nervously.

The two of them were caught red-handed by Chu Younan just now. They thought they could not escape the death penalty this time and were afraid that they would not die a good death. They were all scared out of their wits.

He Feng even said something out of shock: "We are men after all. If the prince wants us to serve the princess closely, we will definitely not be able to control ourselves."

Chu Younan seemed to believe their nonsense and did not punish them.

Hefeng Cuiliu still guessed that Prince Su might be inhumane, but he didn't want to lose face in front of the princess, so he came up with this idea.

But if that were the case, they might not be able to survive.

The two men knelt in front of Chu Younan and asked for the death penalty.

But Chu Younan ordered the two of them to pretend that nothing had happened. If they revealed any flaws, they would be forced to live in agony and die.

This further confirmed their conjecture, but also made them more terrified. Knowing such a secret would mean death sooner or later.

So Hefeng clenched his fists to stop his hands from shaking so much, and Cuiliu bit her lips to restore a hint of color to her cold lips.

The two men stepped forward and helped Mo Qingying put on her clothes one by one inside the gauze curtain.

At this moment, her figure was still graceful, but the two men's hearts felt as if being tightly grasped by a big hand, and they didn't know what their fate would be in the next moment.

Mo Qingying was completely unaware of this. She was just happy that she had finally become a real princess.

Wearing a rouge-red dress, she turned her head to glance at the bloodstains on the bed sheet, and deliberately asked the two to lift the veil to flaunt the red flower. Then she slowly stood up, walked to Chu Younan's side, and bowed gracefully, "I greet the prince."

Chu Younan glanced at the bed and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Mo Qingying thought he was sympathizing with her, but she didn't know that it was all sarcasm.

She thought he would help her up personally and then hold her hands, but she only heard him say calmly: "Get up."

Mo Qingying's heart moved, she stood up and walked forward, putting her jade hand on his shoulder.

A sharp light flashed across Chu Younan's eyes, which disappeared in an instant, and then he stood up and said, "It's getting late, I have to go to the military camp."

"It's not too late to leave after breakfast." Mo Qingying was as gentle as a yellow oriole.

Chu Younan walked straight to the door without looking back, "If you come back early in the evening, I will have dinner with you."

Watching him walk out the door, Mo Qingying exhaled and sat down at the table. She glanced at Hefeng Cuiliu who was quietly tidying up, and said slowly, "My shoulders are very tight, Cuiliu, come and help me massage them."

Cui Liu trembled. Although she didn't quite understand Chu Younan's instructions, she suppressed her fear and walked forward and put her hand on Mo Qingying's shoulder.

The slender fingers pressed slowly, but there seemed to be a lack of the usual intimacy.

Mo Qingying patted his hand on his shoulder and said slowly, "Why didn't you use your strength today?"

Cui Liu trembled again and increased the strength of her hands.

Everything seems normal.

However, Chu Younan came out of the Peony Pavilion and went straight to the Lingfeng Pavilion. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Change your clothes. Take this dress and throw it away!"

The shoulder that Mo Qingying had rested on felt as if it was stained with something dirty, and as if there were thousands of flies surrounding it.

So disgusting.

Changing clothes was not enough, so he even took a bath to relieve himself of the nausea.

By noon, Mo Qingying had packed up. She was very happy about consummating her marriage, but the happier she was, the more she felt that Su Bei was a trouble.

Fortunately, although Su Bei was actually treated as a lady by the servants in the mansion, her indenture was still in her hands, so it was natural for Mo Qingying to take her out.

Su Bei was unhappy as she was busy writing the recipe and had no time to hang out with her. But she had no choice but to obey as she was her master.

Today, Mo Qingying seemed particularly gentle, and her tone of voice was much softer when she spoke to her, and she even asked her to get on the carriage with her. In the past, the small stool at the door was Su Bei's, but today it was He Feng Cui Liu's.

"Although there were many twists and turns, I finally achieved my wish." Mo Qingying seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be talking to Su Bei.

Su Bei felt inexplicably irritated, but smiled faintly and said, "Congratulations, Princess. Congratulations, Princess."

I really don't understand, Chu Younan, that big pig hoof, didn't he notice that Mo Qingying had been having sex with someone earlier? She stole a glance at Mo Qingying's belly, still confused, is the baby still there or not?

But this was not something she needed to worry about. What she cared about was waiting until there was no one around and having Mo Qingying return the indenture to her.

When the carriage reached the street, there was a Honghuzhai next to the inn, so Mo Qingying took Su Bei in.

In the private room on the second floor, led by Yu Zihe, the girls who were on good terms with Mo Qingying were already waiting. All of them came forward to greet Mo Qingying warmly, but only Xue Jinrong was leaning against the window looking at the scenery outside.

Noticing Su Bei's arrival, Xue Jinrong nodded slightly at her and smiled.

After everyone sat down, Mo Qingying said loudly: "Abei is no longer an ordinary maid. My prince will give her a promotion later. You must not bully her. You must treat her as your own sister."