As the two were talking, Mo Yang came from outside and reported with his hands clasped: "Your Highness, I have found the person you are looking for."
Xie Yizhi's expression turned slightly cold. He sat up straight and spoke in a detached yet authoritative tone: "Arrange for them to go to the Princess's residence."
Mo Yang knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist and accepted the order: "Yes, Your Highness."
Jiang Luoluo was completely confused. Her gaze was fixed on Xie Yizhi, and she asked with a half-smile, "Your Highness, what terrible idea have you come up with this time? Is this to deal with your Consort Lu?"
Xie Yizhi raised an eyebrow, his slender fingers gently lifting her chin, his deep gaze fixed on her face, and the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Luo Luo, are you jealous?"
Jiang Luoluo gave a soft snort, gently slapped his hand away with her slender fingers, and said reproachfully, "I didn't!"
"I'm just worried that since we're husband and wife, if you come up with any bad ideas, I might be implicated."
Xie Yizhi looked at her, his eyes flickering slightly. Her bright and beautiful appearance revealed a touch of coquettishness. He chuckled softly, his tone carrying a hint of meaning: "Whether it's a bad idea or not, Luo Luo will know in a couple of days."
Then, his eyes darkened and turned cold: "Since it was the Prince of Yan's idea, then there's no need to be soft-hearted, lest she keep showing up in front of my wife every day and annoy her."
Jiang Luolu pouted and stubbornly said, "I won't be bothered! I wish the prince had a bunch of wives and concubines in his courtyard, one every night, so I could be that carefree prince!"
Xie Yizhi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
She was clearly jealous, but she didn't even realize it.
Looking at the lively girl before him, he felt a surge of warmth in his heart. However, he was still ill and could not pass his illness on to Jiang Luoluo.
He raised his hand, his slender fingers gently stroking the tip of her delicate nose, his tone solemn yet gentle: "Having you in this life is enough, one for each night."
"Lolo, I don't have that much energy."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoluo's cheeks flushed slightly, especially when she met Xie Yizhi's deep, dark eyes. Her heart pounded and her ears burned.
She suddenly remembered Hu Yuanpan's instructions, and quickly and gently pulled her hand away from his, saying softly, "Your Highness, you are not fully recovered yet, you should rest well."
"I'm waiting for you to get better so you can take me to see your concubine Lu's good show!"
Xie Yizhi saw that although her cheeks were flushed, she still pretended to be calm, and a indulgent smile appeared in his eyes.
He loved it when Jiang Luoluo talked about him all the time. Today, when she heard that he was sick, she braved the wind and snow and rode her little red horse at full speed to the palace, which shows that she has him in her heart.
However, she seemed to still have reservations and was unwilling to admit it.
Thinking of this, Xie Yizhi felt a little warmer in his heart, and the smile on his lips deepened slightly.
Xie Yizhi rested for a few days. After all, he was a martial artist and recovered very quickly. Even the knife wound on his palm had scabbed over and was no longer a problem.
Lu Anrou's entry into Prince Yi's residence should have been a joyous occasion.
However, she was still unwilling to give up after confronting Jiang Luoluo that day, so she went to Cining Palace to see Empress Dowager Du. Only then did she learn from her that Jiang Luoluo had given in so that she could become Prince Yi's concubine.
She found it hard to accept this fact. She didn't understand what she was lacking compared to Jiang Luoluo.
Why is Xie Yizhi so devoted to her, and never even glances at himself?
After returning from Cining Palace, Lu Anrou was filled with depression. That day, she sat alone in the courtyard drinking wine.
She is a princess of noble birth; what kind of man couldn't she have?
But now, she has to become Xie Yizhi's concubine, spending her days with a man who doesn't love her. It seems both laughable and pathetic.
Holding two jars of osmanthus wine, she drank one cup after another, and soon became drunk and dizzy.
The maid Cui Liu beside her dared not say a word, for fear of angering her. Just then, a servant stepped forward slowly.
Kneeling at the foot of Lu Anrou's skirt, he said in a low and gentle voice, "Princess, let me pour you some wine."
Lu Anrou's eyes were blurry with drunkenness. The servant before her had handsome features, somewhat resembling Xie Yizhi. She shook her head, staggered to her feet, and tried to see his face clearly. "Who are you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she stumbled and fell forward. The servant was very perceptive and immediately got up and caught her steadily.
Lu Anrou stared at his face, her brows furrowing slightly: "You are not from my household, who are you?"
The servant smiled and gently pressed his finger to her lips, his voice low and seductive: "I am indeed not from the Princess's household, but I have admired the Princess for a long time."
Having said that, he slowly traced the outline of her rosy lips with his fingertips, "I just can't stand how indifferent Prince Yi is to you."
A princess of such noble birth deserves to be cherished and pampered.
These words struck Lu Anrou hard, and her nose stung, causing two lines of tears to fall.
Even a stranger could see her grievances, but what about Xie Yizhi? Did he ever even glance at her?
Cui Liu watched in horror. How dare this servant be so intimate with the princess!
Moreover, the princess will be entering Prince Yi's residence in a few days. If she gets entangled with other men at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable.
She steeled herself and cautiously reminded her, "Princess..."
Lu Anrou glanced at her coldly, her tone impatient: "Don't disturb this princess's enjoyment."
Cui Liu immediately fell silent, not daring to utter another sound, and could only stand nervously to the side.
Lu Anrou, slightly drunk, reached out and touched the servant's face. Although not as sharp and handsome as Xie Yizhi, he was still extremely handsome.
The servant continued to coax her in a low voice: "Princess, once you become Prince Yi's concubine, you'll probably be spending your days alone in an empty room. Why not take advantage of the perfect sunlight now and experience that intoxicating pleasure?"
Lu Anrou was dazed and confused, completely disoriented by the encouragement. She had never met a man who dared to speak to her like that before.
On the contrary, he found it amusing, thinking that it was probably some young master in the capital who was completely infatuated with him.
She laughed wildly, her eyes slightly upturned, with a hint of provocation and mockery: "Do you dare?"
"I am Prince Yi's woman. If he finds out, he'll probably chop off your head."
The servant smiled, his eyes darkening slightly, and said arrogantly and unrestrainedly, "As long as the princess is willing, there is nothing in the world that I dare not do."
A hint of intoxication flickered in Lu Anrou's eyes. She gently patted his face and laughed wildly and arrogantly: "Then you'd better work hard and make this princess very happy."
Upon hearing this, the servant immediately picked her up and strode towards the side room. Cui Liu stood there, her face deathly pale, completely dumbfounded.
Inside the room, dresses fluttered, light gauze curtains swayed, and entwined figures intertwined.
Just as the two were indulging in pleasure, a loud announcement suddenly came from the front yard.
"Empress Dowager Du, His Highness Prince Yi, and Princess Yi have arrived!"
Upon hearing the sound, Cui Liu's legs went weak, and she suddenly knelt down, her back instantly soaked with cold sweat.
She felt uneasy all day, and sure enough, something terrible happened!
In the front courtyard, Empress Dowager Du walked in slowly, supported by her maids, with Xie Yizhi and Jiang Luoluo following closely behind.
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