Chapter 270: Ending Part 5

Nan Xing stared blankly at the man above him, his hands pinned above his head so he couldn't move. So he swallowed hard and spoke hesitantly: "Jinghe, you..."

Xia Jinghe stared at her red lips opening and closing with a dazed look, and then, without waiting for her to say anything, he leaned over and kissed her.

He bent his knees and held down her restless feet with his legs. Her whole body was almost pressed against him. He kissed her lips densely, then moved down little by little to her jaw, neck, and collarbone. Nan Xing's body softened, and in the end, her hands on his chest seemed to be reluctant to give in.

It was not until the palace maid entered the room that Xia Jinghe subconsciously loosened the shackles in a moment of vigilance. She reached out and slapped him on the shoulder, knocking him away.

Xia Jinghe fell on the inside of the bed. Nanxing covered his head with the quilt and rolled out of bed.

When the palace maid walked into the inner hall, she saw her own princess crawling up from the ground, with her clothes and hair in disarray.

Nanxing stood up from the ground, brushed away the hair stuck to her face, glanced at the tray held by the palace maid, and said, "Give me the sobering soup, and go out and close the door. If anyone comes, tell them that I have gone to bed."

The maid didn't dare to ask any more questions. She put the tray in her hand and left quickly.

Nanxing took the sobering soup and walked to the bed, but saw Xia Jinghe lying on the bed with the quilt rolled up like a maggot, with only his head exposed, his eyes closed, and he was already fast asleep.

"Hey, Jinghe, wake up..." She called him several times and pushed him, but he didn't respond at all.

Fell asleep already? ?

Nan Xing held his forehead helplessly, and after thinking for a moment, he sat down, helped him up, let him lean on him, then brought the sobering soup and poured it into his mouth.

But Xia Jinghe was indeed fast asleep. He clenched his teeth and couldn't drink the soup for a long time. The soup overflowed from his lips and wet her quilt.

Nan Xing was so angry that he simply put the sobering soup aside and kicked him off the bed.

Xia Jinghe rolled around on the ground for a few times, and his forehead hit the corner of the table, hurting him. He finally woke up slowly, sat up, looked around in confusion, and asked, "Why am I here?"

Nan Xing rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Ask yourself!"

But he was still drunk and his head was dizzy. He couldn't remember anything, so he instinctively stood up, holding the quilt, and walked back to her side.

The drunken Crown Prince was in an unusually good temper, and he didn't seem to understand the disgust in her tone. He leaned against her, hugged her arm and said coquettishly, "Xingxing, the East Palace is too far away. I'm afraid I'll get lost if I go back. How about we stay here tonight?"

Nan Xing didn't buy it, she pushed him and said, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, I'm a girl who has never been married and I'm sleeping with a man from another family, if it gets out, will I still have a bad reputation?"

"We are all family in the palace, so it won't be spread out. Besides, you are my Crown Princess, so others can't say anything."

"When did I become your unmarried Crown Princess?"

"I have already asked my father for permission to marry you, and he has already agreed. I am only waiting for your word, and I will announce it to the world on a chosen day."

Nan Xing's eyes widened: "How come I don't know anything about this?"

"I originally wanted to wait until you were relieved before asking my father for permission, but..." Xia Jinghe pouted and said unhappily, "Today, I saw that Zeng had evil intentions towards you, and I got angry."

It turns out he was jealous.

Nan Xing just thought this person was very childish, funny and helpless: "You keep calling him Zeng, as if he doesn't have a name. But don't worry, I'm really not familiar with him."

"real?"

"real."

"That's good." He hugged Nanxing's waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and said softly, "You can only be mine."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and the tighter he held her, the looser his grip on her became.

Nanxing turned her head again and found that he had fallen asleep again.

She sighed, helped him lie down on the bed, and went to the cupboard to find a new quilt to cover him, without waking him up this time.

The next day.

When Xia Jinghe woke up, he was shocked by the strange yet familiar environment in front of him. He turned his head and suddenly met Nanxing's slightly sleepy eyes. He was stunned for a moment.

"Awake?" Her voice was lazy yet a little soft in the morning, which really shocked Xia Jing and Hu Ge.

He sat up suddenly, looked down and saw that he was only wearing a plain pajamas, which he wore before going out yesterday. The collar was slightly open, looking a little messy, and then...

He quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself, and his face instantly turned red all the way to his neck.

Nan Xing stood up immediately and looked at him in confusion: "I am a virgin girl and I slept with you in the same bed all night without feeling shy. Why are you so shy?"

"I was drunk last night, so please forgive me for any offense." He turned his head away awkwardly and whispered, "Um... can you please leave first?"

"Why? This is my bedroom. You should be the one to leave."

Xia Jinghe's face turned even redder, so red that it seemed like blood could drip out. He spoke in a voice as timid as a mosquito: "I... I..."

Nan Xing saw that he looked like a young wife, yawned lazily, and then got off the bed: "Forget it, forget it, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, it's obviously me who is at a disadvantage, but you're acting like I'm bullying you."

After she walked out of the inner hall, Xia Jinghe hurriedly rolled out of bed, picked up the wrinkled clothes on the ground, put them on, and then slipped out through the window.

Nanxing hadn't heard any movement outside for a long time. When he came back, the room was empty and his figure was nowhere to be seen.

For several days afterwards, Xia Jinghe appeared in front of her again. However, the news that he stayed in Changting Palace had already spread to Qingyu Palace.

Jiang Muyu was shocked at the time, and immediately asked someone to call Nanxing over and asked him some questions in a roundabout way.

Nan Xing didn't understand at first, but later realized that she had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "That night, the Crown Prince got drunk and went to the wrong palace. He and I simply slept on the same bed, and nothing happened."

"Really?" Jiang Muyu didn't quite believe it. "Then why does he look like he has done something wrong and doesn't dare to come to see you? He has even started to prepare the betrothal gifts in a hurry these few days."

Nan Xing was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he had been preparing the betrothal gifts these days.

Afterwards, she briefly told Jiang Muyu what happened that morning.

Jiang Muyu understood immediately after hearing this, and smiled, patting the back of Nanxing's hand soothingly, saying, "He'er is young and hot-tempered, so this is normal. He is just too shy."

Nanxing's face was full of questions and she was confused.

Jiang Muyu picked up the teacup and took a sip. He looked at her meaningfully and said, "You will understand it later."