Song Yushu's sudden action made Lu Zhixing freeze in place, with his hands slightly open, at a loss.
After a long time, Lu Zhixing slowly raised his hand, wanting to hug Song Yushu.
But he didn't expect Song Yushu to have finished crying. He pushed him away, his face red as a monkey's butt, "Yes, I'm sorry, Your Highness."
"I've already hugged you. It's probably too late to say sorry now, right?" Lu Zhixing stood up and sat on a chair beside him, looking at Song Yushu tenderly.
However, Song Yushu was embarrassed and did not look up, nor did he see Lu Zhixing's gaze. He asked Lu Zhixing in a low voice, "Prince, why do you like me?"
"I don't know." Lu Zhixing answered truthfully. After all, this feeling was really inexplicable.
Song Yushu suddenly wanted to know what her feelings were for Lu Zhixing. She moved closer to him and stared at him, "Your Highness, you've been so good to me. What if I still don't like you? Will you get angry and humiliated?"
It is impossible for anyone not to be moved when a handsome, powerful and wealthy man treats you so well.
But Song Yushu didn't dare to be tempted. After all, Lu Zhixing was going to be the emperor in the future, and it was impossible for him to have only one woman.
After all, she came from the modern era and could not accept polygamy, let alone sharing her husband with others.
But she was afraid that if she continued to be indifferent and unreceptive to Lu Zhixing, Lu Zhixing would take back the rights he had given her. Was she starting to cultivate a power that Lu Zhixing didn't even know about?
The night breeze gently brushed Song Yushu's hair and blew it to Lu Zhixing's nose. Her breath lingered on the tip of Lu Zhixing's nose, making Lu Zhixing feel itchy not only in his nose but also in his heart.
He had always liked Song Yushu, so how could he resist Song Yushu's initiative? He pinched Song Yushu's chin with two fingers and moved closer and closer. "Impossible."
The breaths of the two intertwined, and even the breeze could not relieve the heat between them. Song Yushu's face was so red that it seemed to be smoking. She pushed Lu Zhixing away, ran back to the room, and slammed the door shut.
Song Yushu leaned her legs weakly against the door, gasping for breath. She covered her heart and thought, No, no, this situation is too dangerous. It is indeed time to start cultivating a force that Lu Zhixing doesn't even know about.
This was the perfect time. He no longer doubted himself, and even if there were any problems in the future, he could still leave himself a way out...
Lu Zhixing, who was still sitting there, rubbed his fingers, as if Song Yushu's delicate skin was still on his hands. He moved his stiff legs and smiled helplessly. Okay, it seems I have to take a cold shower today, otherwise I really won't be able to sleep.
Early the next morning, Nie Yiyue, as usual, pretended to be very shy and sent Lu Zhixing to the palace to take up duty.
But today she discovered that the atmosphere between the young eunuch and Prince Jing was weird, just like what she had seen in TV dramas, two quarreling young lovers, and the look in Prince Jing's eyes when he looked at the young eunuch was so gentle that it could squeeze out water.
How ridiculous! Is King Jing blind? He doesn't even like a beauty like me, but prefers this androgynous woman?
Nie Yiyue was so jealous that she almost twisted the handkerchief in her hand. Liu An, who was standing next to her, noticed it and his eyes darkened. Then he looked at Song Chun in front of him.
Song Chun shook his head slightly. Just let such a small ant jump around for a while. After all, Her Royal Highness the Princess is going to hold a banquet soon, so she still needs it.
The prince is now increasingly unable to control his expressions and movements, and still has to use this woman to attract attention.
Soon, the eldest princess' invitation was delivered to Prince Jing's Mansion, and Song Chun sent the prepared clothes, jewelry, etc. to Nie Yiyue's room.
Seeing such luxurious clothes and jewelry, Nie Yiyue couldn't take her eyes off them. She kept stroking these dazzling and fascinating jewels.
Liu An looked down on her from behind, "Miss Nie, it's time to start dressing up. You are going to follow the prince to the princess's residence, and you can't keep him waiting."
Hearing Liu An's contempt, Nie Yiyue snorted and rolled her eyes. After all, she was the master. Why did a maid like her look down on her?
It’s just that Liu An and Song Chun seemed to be having an affair, and she couldn’t afford to offend them right now, so Nie Yiyue had to suppress the thought of teaching her a lesson and nodded.
Liu An clapped his hands, and the maids rushed in from outside, holding various tools in their hands.
It took most of the day to finally get it done. After Nie Yiyue saw the person in the bronze mirror, all the impatience in her heart disappeared.
In the clear bronze mirror was a bright and charming beauty. When Nie Yiyue blinked, she blinked back. The red coral gems and pearls on her head sparkled in the candlelight, making Nie Yiyue look even more charming and delicate.
It's so beautiful that it can kill me! Nie Yiyue couldn't help but want to touch her face to see if it was real, but was stopped by Liu An's words, "Miss Nie, don't touch your face, your makeup will be smudged."
When Nie Yiyue finally waited for Lu Zhixing at the door, her eyes were wide open. Lu Zhixing's hair, which had been half-letted down for many years, was all combed up, and his superior facial features were directly exposed to the air.
The dark blue brocade robe made his face look like a jade, and you couldn't tell that he was once a general who fought on the battlefield.
The gold-threaded jade belt tied around his waist perfectly outlines his broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted figure. Just standing there, he is like a world-famous painting.
Nie Yiyue's eyes widened as she stared, and the pride in her heart was about to overflow. She was also wearing dark blue, so wasn't that a couple's shirt with King Jing?
However, the pride in her heart instantly plummeted when she saw Song Yushu. Although Song Yushu still had a plain face, he was wearing a black brocade robe with fine silver thread embroidered on it. It was exactly like a high-end couple's outfit with Lu Zhixing's.
She was just wearing the same color.
Nie Yiyue was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she could finally ride in the same carriage with Lu Zhixing.
This carriage was so luxurious that Nie Yiyue couldn't even imagine it. She used to think that the carriages that looked like a small house in TV dramas were made up, but now she finally saw it with her own eyes, and it really existed!
"Your Highness, when we get to the princess's residence, how should Yiyue cooperate with you?" Nie Yiyue couldn't help but want to move forward secretly when she saw the handsome man in front of her.
But Song Yushu stopped her, "Ms. Nie, if you don't say anything, you are cooperating."
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