"Your Highness should not have attacked the young prince of Siam today."
Duan Ximu rubbed his beard between two fingers, pacing back and forth in the room, and looked at him disapprovingly, saying, "Although Huyan Hongxue is somewhat flirtatious, his cunning is unfathomable. Your Highness might be able to win him over as an ally, which would be a great help in Your Highness's struggle for the throne."
Xiao Ziwu listened to his words, but his expression remained completely unmoved.
He carefully wiped the desk surface clean and then took out his treasured painting scroll and carefully unfolded it.
This painting is clearly a portrait of a lady. The beauty in the painting has dreamy, curved eyes, and her pretty and charming eyes seem to be veiled in layers of mist.
The lady leaned back softly on the couch, holding a copy of "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" in her hands, like a lazy and noble ragdoll cat.
It was undoubtedly Shangguan Tianyun.
Xiao Ziwu lowered his head slightly to look at the painting, and suddenly remembered what he had seen during the day, that fair and plump beauty, and a light, soft color spread between his brows.
However, he mentioned another insignificant woman, "Master, do you know Consort Chu of the Siamese royal palace? She was once the most favored concubine of the Siamese king, and the old Siamese king even allowed Consort Chu to mint her own coins."
Such honor is unparalleled in the world!
Duan Ximu searched his memory for information about this woman, "I've heard a little about her."
Chu Liangdi was stunningly beautiful and was once hailed as the most beautiful woman in Siam.
Unfortunately, such a stunning beauty could not escape the fate of filling the Siamese harem. She died in her early twenties, ending up with a tragic end!
Xiao Ziwu gently tapped the upturned nose of the figure in the painting, and then asked, "Does Master know how she died?"
"Not quite sure." He didn't know much about it.
"Huyan Hongxue and Consort Chu were having an affair. To save face for the royal family and to protect the reputation of his most beloved young prince, the old king of Siam secretly had her executed."
This Huyan Hongxue is far too arrogant, even trying to lay a hand on his own father's woman?
The old king of Siam was wronged! His beloved concubine was slept with by his own son, and he had to cover up his beastly behavior!
Duan Ximu's eyes widened in shock. "How did Your Highness learn of such royal secrets?" he asked.
Xiao Ziwu said calmly, "As long as you are determined, you will naturally be able to find out."
Duan Ximu was puzzled. "But what does this have to do with His Highness hitting him in public?"
“I’m not his father, I won’t spoil him.”
Xiao Ziwu's eyes held an unreadable emotion, but a hint of resoluteness and coldness could be seen in his slightly furrowed brows.
"..."
Duan Ximu nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood the meaning behind his words.
Hu Yanhongxue harassed a woman he shouldn't have, and he has to pay the price. Xiao Ziwu is not the old king of Siam, and he won't indulge Hu Yanhongxue's reckless nature!
"Since Your Highness has made up your mind, there is nothing more I can say."
Duan Ximu expressed his understanding, touched his nose, and left through the side door by climbing over the wall.
The Lin Hua Hall fell silent once more.
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The vast, dark night sky is dotted with sparse stars, and howling winds carry fallen leaves, which swirl and dance in the air.
It was still that same eerie, pristine white room.
The layout was different today. The white hospital bed in the center of the room had disappeared and been replaced by an antique-style carved and painted mahogany bed.
The bright incandescent bulbs of the past have been replaced by the faint glow of red candles.
A small bulge appeared on the bed, rising and falling slightly with the woman's sweet breathing.
The sky-blue satin gauze, as soft as a stream, covered the woman's exquisite body.
Xiao Zi couldn't help but take a few steps forward.
The girl sleeping soundly under the satin gauze was lying on her side, her rosy cheeks were delicate and beautiful, and her lips were slightly pursed as she breathed out sweet breath. The book "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" was tightly held in her jade-like little hands and placed next to the soft pillow.
Looking further down, the entire first day of the day kept flashing through his mind.
A hint of a smile appeared in his deep eyes. Xiao Ziwu's breathing quickened slightly. He reached out and tucked the soft, sky-blue satin fabric up to cover the beautiful sight that was making his mind and body turmoil.
Unexpectedly, the person on the bed let out a soft moan as he moved, as if she was slowly waking up.
Upon seeing that it was him, the woman lost all guard. Still half-asleep, she slowly sat up and nestled into his arms like a fledgling swallow returning to its nest.
Xiao Ziwu hugged her tightly, sighed contentedly, and gently pinched her rosy cheeks as she slept.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that if time could stand still forever, he would have no regrets.
"Your Highness, lie down with me for a bit~" The woman nuzzled affectionately against his neck, just like a little animal begging for its owner's affection.
"Okay." His voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with deep affection.
Ignoring how strange and unfamiliar his current location was, Xiao Ziwu removed his outer robe and lay down with the woman in his arms.
But the woman was clearly not satisfied. Her coquettish tone was just like a piece of soft, sweet cake sprinkled with powdered sugar, "Your Highness's inner garment is also too rough. You are not allowed to wear it."
Her undergarment was made of the same fabric as the man's; her claim that it was rough was just an excuse.
There's nothing else to it, I just want to mess with him!
“Fine…” The man’s eyes were intense, and he gave in once again.
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...
The warm morning sunlight streamed through the folded wooden window, illuminating the sleeping man's profile and casting a faint golden glow on his closed eyelashes.
After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes.
A strange, eerie light lingered deep within his eyes.
He gently pinched the bridge of his nose, and when Changlai came to the palace to serve him with his washing and grooming, he awkwardly took off his underpants and handed them to him.
This was the first time Xiao Ziwu had ever experienced something so embarrassing to talk about.
Chang Lai quickly concealed his surprise and sighed softly, "Your Highness has indeed come to your senses!"
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chang Lai would have thought that his prince had been possessed.
Throughout history, he had never seen a royal prince as chaste as His Highness, who was nearly twenty years old and did not even have a maidservant in his harem.
As a prince of the Great Liang Dynasty, he lived a life even more austere than a monk who did not eat meat porridge!
A threatening growl came from his own prince in his ear, "Shut up, what happened today must not be told to anyone."
Chang Lai nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice, then made a suffocating gesture, "This servant naturally knows, especially not to let Miss Shangguan know!"
His Highness stroked the portrait until the wee hours of the morning yesterday, refusing to put it away. If he hadn't dared to urge him, His Highness wouldn't have gone to bed.
What you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
He must be afraid that if Miss Shangguan found out, His Highness would be embarrassed...
Chang Lai grinned slyly, picked up the prince's soiled trousers, and quietly closed the palace door.
The incident did not disturb Xiao Ziwu, who was lying on the bed, his brows furrowed in deep thought.
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