Chapter 216 Put the blame on them
"Master?" a guard's voice rang out from outside the carriage. "Are we still going to Prince Ding's Mansion?"
Fu Yi leaned against Cheng Nianying's neck and said in a low, slightly ambiguous voice, "Go back to the Prince's Mansion."
Cheng Nianying didn't push him away. She found that sometimes she liked the way Fu Yi looked at that moment.
He took off his disguise.
Desire is real.
Even contrary to calmness...
But Cheng Nianying still asked him first: "Don't your knees hurt?"
Fu Yi let out a soft "ah" in a hoarse voice.
Excellent opportunity to win a pitiful victory.
But it is also a great opportunity to eat it.
Who comes first and who comes later?
...It doesn't matter.
Fu Yi squeezed out a restrained voice from his throat: "Not bad."
Cheng Nianying stared at him seriously: "I want to take a look."
She blinked and said, "You saw my injury in the carriage earlier."
Fu Yi hesitated for a moment and stepped back.
Cheng Nianying lifted up his shirt, only the outermost layer was scratched. Actually, seeing this much would have been enough, but Cheng Nianying insisted on taking a closer look.
She pulled away Fu Yi's belt.
Fu Yi grabbed her hand and asked, "Do you want to see the injury?"
"Well, look at the injury."
Fu Yi let go of her hand without changing his expression and let her do whatever she wanted to him.
Soon, only the robe loosely piled around Fu Yi's waist was left on his body.
He sat among the layers of robes, which only made his narrow waist, broad shoulders and long, powerful legs look more prominent.
Fu Yi naturally knew that he had a good-looking appearance.
He vaguely remembered that last time he was interrogating the killer from Tianzi Pavilion in the dungeon, he was accidentally tricked and someone hurriedly came to grab his collar.
His robes were disheveled.
The maid who was holding the lamp at the time seemed unable to help but take a few more glances.
Fu Yi stared at Cheng Nianying, observing her expression—what about her? Did she like it?
As soon as Fu Yi came to this thought, he was suppressed by the sudden impact.
Cheng Nianying imitated his movements in Yuxianlou last time, bending, opening, and holding her fingers through a thin layer of fabric.
Fu Yi's back tensed to the extreme, and veins bulged on his neck.
Cheng Nianying raised her face.
He noticed that she was also observing his reaction.
...What a good student.
Learn everything.
At this time, the carriage wheels rolled and slowly drove away from the palace. A little cool breeze came in through the tightly closed doors and windows, and the cool breeze brushed across the skin.
The tighter Fu Yi's throat became, the more thirsty he felt.
Cheng Nianying sat beside his knees and whispered, "Is the prince unable to make any sound?"
She whispered, "The prince must hold back."
She said, "Shh."
Fu Yi moved his lips.
His eyes looked like he wanted to eat her alive.
The carriage drove farther and farther away, gradually onto the noisy streets. It was almost dusk and people were hurrying home.
Fu Yi clenched his teeth and finally spoke: "...You haven't learned it yet."
He grabbed Cheng Nianying back into his arms and asked in her ear, almost gritting his teeth, "Where did you learn that dirty talk just now?"
Cheng Nianying said frankly: "Hide under the bed."
Fu Yi: “…”
Cheng Nianying said innocently: "The prince also knows what I do. It's inevitable that I have to hide under people's beds in the past."
Fu Yi: “…………”
No wonder she seemed awkward and awkward about those things during the marriage consummation, yet she wasn't unfamiliar with them...
She has seen quite a few of them.
Of course, I have seen men and women taking off their clothes.
Seen them all.
...Fu Yi suppressed his jealousy, no, it was more than just that.
But it was already in the past, what could he do?
They had no choice but to put the blame on Jiang Shenyuan and... the emperor.
The person who had the most difficult time along the way was Fu Yi.
The guard said, "Master, we're here."
Cheng Nianying looked at him, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and neck.
But maybe it's because I was born with a good appearance, even my sweat beads look better than others.
Cheng Nianying thought to herself, her eyes swept over his tightly clasped fingers again, and the blue veins on the back of his hand also popped out.
Only then did Cheng Nianying feel that she seemed to have gone too far.
She used one hand to help Fu Yi dress again.
Fu Yi: "...I can do it myself."
"oh."
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but look down again out of curiosity: "Why haven't you..."
Fu Yi: "Shh."
Cheng Nianying thought about it and decided that it wouldn’t matter if she kept her mouth shut right now.
"Master?" The guards felt something was wrong because there was no movement for a long time.
The carriage curtain was rolled up and the outermost door was opened.
Fu Yi walked down neatly dressed.
He wasn't very well dressed, Cheng Nianying thought from behind. It was rare for him to wear dirty clothes again.
The servants of the Prince's Mansion had been waiting there for a long time. When they saw the Prince covered in soup, they were so frightened that they quickly ordered people to prepare water.
It was a busy mess.
Cheng Nianying followed closely behind, half a step behind.
Neither of them touched each other again.
"Master..." The person walking towards him seemed to want to say something.
Fu Yi pulled open his collar with one hand, his neck still flushed, and said, "I need to take a shower first."
"Yes, yes." The subordinate only felt that his tone was wrong, but didn't notice anything else.
"Go to Qingchuan Pavilion."
"Yes." The servants responded and tried to come up to help, but were pushed away by Fu Yi.
Fu Yi turned sideways and stretched out his hand towards Cheng Nianying: "Follow me."
Cheng Nianying hummed.
She knew what Qingchuan Pavilion was. When she was still in the Prince's Mansion, Nanny Shi had told her that it was a large pond that the emperor had specially ordered people to dig in the mansion and draw natural spring water into it, saying that soaking in it was good for the body.
I quickly walked into Qingchuan Pavilion, where the servants had already prepared hot water.
Even now, Fu Yi still has to bathe and change clothes strictly.
The maids looked at Cheng Nianying curiously, and at the same time, took her to bathe and change clothes as instructed by the prince.
Soon, everything around became quiet.
Cheng Nianying turned around and looked...all the maids were gone.
She walked out of the bathtub, and the clothes hanging on the screen were not suitable for her.
There is only one piece on top, with a white background, green bamboo pattern, and a men's style.
...It is Fu Yi's robe.
Cheng Nianying hesitated for a moment, put on the robe outside, and walked barefoot into the inner room.
Walking through one room after another, leaving behind wet footprints.
She walked to Fu Yi's side.
Fu Yi leaned against the big pool and raised his hand to pull Cheng Nianying in.
Water came from all directions.
Cheng Nianying closed her eyes unconsciously.
In the darkness, Fu Yi kissed her again.
It was as if he had pulled her into the world that truly belonged to him.
Suffocating, dark, and bottomless.
Tight and warm.
Along with the feeling of impending death, there was also a pounding heartbeat.
Cheng Nianying also bit Fu Yi's lips in return.
The water splashed violently.
They were so close together...if she was no longer afraid of the bottomlessness of his body...Fu Yi breathed into her mouth, held the bank of the pool with one hand, and brought her back to the surface.
——Then all that’s left is an addictive sense of security.
…
I was also a person who stayed at the bottom of the bottomless water.
Cheng Nianying took the initiative to kiss Fu Yi's chin.
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The prince brought back a woman who looked unfamiliar... and then he never went out again.
Everyone in the Prince's Mansion was in shock and confusion.
Prince Ding's mansion was also waiting impatiently: "Where is he? Why did he disappear and never come back?"
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