As for the Fourth Prince, after leaving his wife's place, he went straight to Lanqin's. Actually, his wife had invited him to stay for a meal, and he didn't want to refuse, but when he thought about the dishes she had ordered that weren't to his liking, he lost his appetite.
Furthermore, recently, the Fourth Prince has been spending more nights in the main courtyard, but matters of the heart cannot be handled simply by following ethical norms. The Fourth Prince and his wife have not been intimate for a long time, and he has tried to transition from this situation to the kind of relationship he desires, but he simply cannot do it.
Once, the Fourth Master was holding the woman beneath him with her eyes closed. He had no interest in continuing, so he rolled over, turned to his side, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
What should I do? The legitimate son? But I really can't get things done harmoniously with her anymore?
As the Fourth Prince walked, he reminisced about his years with his wife. It seemed that every time they made love, she appeared to be suffering beneath him, as if she were being tortured. That sight utterly disgusted him, which was one of the reasons why he visited the main courtyard less and less.
With these thoughts in mind, the Fourth Prince unconsciously walked towards the South Courtyard. Su Peisheng followed behind, and seeing the Fourth Prince heading towards Consort Niu, he knew that the Fourth Prince was starting to feel uncomfortable with his wife again.
"Fu Bao, Fu Bao, behave yourself, Mommy is giving you a bath, be good." Lan Qin's cheerful voice rang out.
Upon hearing this voice, Fourth Master's lips curled into a smile, and even his footsteps quickened.
"Master!!" Lanqin exclaimed excitedly when she saw the sapphire blue robe appear.
"Greetings to Master!" All the maids in the courtyard immediately stood up and greeted the Fourth Master.
"Why are you giving Fu Bao a bath again? The weather is getting cooler, and if you bathe him too often, the dog might catch a cold," Fourth Master said jokingly.
"No, it's still quite hot today, nothing will happen. Grandpa, please sit in the inner room for a while, I'll be right there!" Lanqin stood up, soap suds dripping from her hands.
The Fourth Prince gave the little princess a deep look before walking towards the study.
"Princess, you should go and keep Master company. I'll wash Fu Bao. She'll be done soon," Zi Ran said.
"Okay, you and Huanbi go ahead and wash, try to be quick, so that Fubao doesn't really catch a cold." After saying that, Lanqin rinsed her hands, which were dripping with foam, in the basin of clean water next to her, took the handkerchief handed to her by Huanbi to wipe them, and then went to the study.
The Fourth Prince was flipping through the books she had been reading when he heard the door knocker. He looked up and saw the Little Princess. He said in a deep voice, "Come here!"
Oh no, Fourth Master seems to be in a bad mood today!
Lanqin shuffled over to Fourth Master with cat-like steps, and said in a sweet voice, "Master, you seem to be in a bad mood!"
The Fourth Prince's heart stirred, and he thought to himself: This little thing is quite clever and perceptive. She can tell my joys and sorrows. I really haven't spoiled her for nothing!
"How do you know that I'm in a bad mood?" Fourth Master pulled Lanqin into his arms and held her tightly. His breath was hot, making Lanqin feel quite hot.
Oh dear, am I being too...? Why do I feel so itchy when my husband breathes on my face?
Lanqin blushed. She had just realized that she seemed a little excited, and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. But in the eyes of the Fourth Master, she looked incredibly cute and shy.
"Master~" Lanqin was about to speak when the Fourth Master suddenly blocked her tongue with a kiss.
The two kissed behind the desk. Fourth Master, remembering the frustration he had felt with his wife, could no longer contain himself. He used his tongue to penetrate deeply into Lanqin's throat.
Lanqin never expected that Fourth Master would be even more direct than her, and gradually she began to struggle to keep up. His kisses deepened until she was almost breathless. These past few days, Fourth Master had been visiting Lanqin far less often than before, and Lanqin knew why: every time he came, he would stay up very late with her. Sometimes Lanqin wondered if Fourth Master's energy was truly incredible, constantly juggling various women; was his body made of iron?
Today, before they even touched the bed, he started making demands. Lanqin was puzzled, but her body wouldn't allow her to have any doubts. Fourth Master's demands grew more and more intense, and finally his hands began to unbutton Lanqin's breasts.
"Master~" Lanqin called out as the Fourth Master's mouth began to move towards her neck, relying on the last bit of reason left in her mind.
When Fourth Master heard Lanqin's heaving breasts and rapid breathing, his hands and mouth stopped moving at the same time, and then he slowly regained his senses from Lanqin's gentleness.
"Your Highness seems to be troubled by something. Please tell me, and I'll see if I can help you analyze it." Lanqin suddenly felt a pang of heartache for the Fourth Prince. He was a man who liked to hide his troubles in his heart and never revealed anything he encountered, preferring to bear it all alone.
"What can you analyze for me?" Fourth Master's voice still sounded somewhat languid, indulging in eroticism, but his eyes were no longer as hazy as before. He stared intently at Lanqin and said softly.
"Who says I can't help you analyze things, Master? Just tell me!" Lanqin was a little angry that the Fourth Master still treated her like a little woman in the inner quarters. In fact, Lanqin thought that the things she and the Fourth Master had gone through were enough for him to treat her as a friend and confidante, not just a concubine.
"Very well, the eldest prince is dead, and I have no legitimate son. Can a prince without a legitimate son be valued by the Emperor?" When the Fourth Prince said these words, even he himself could not believe that he would actually say such deep-seated thoughts to this little princess.
"What's the big deal, Your Majesty? Does the Emperor judge a person solely by whether he has a legitimate son? Then, I would like to ask, is the current Emperor a legitimate son? If so, why is he able to sit on the throne?" Lanqin said indignantly.
She overestimated these "pedantic" ancient people; their adherence to the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues was far too heavy.
Oh, no wonder they started heading to the main courtyard. So it was all for the sake of the legitimate son?
Lanqin then remembered why the Fourth Prince had suddenly started to favor his wife again. She felt a pang of sadness, both for the Fourth Prince and for his wife!
The Fourth Prince stared at Lanqin, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and said in a deep voice, "Things are not as simple as you think. Even if Father Emperor does not treat concubines as heirs or illegitimate children, what about the ministers and the scholars of the land?"
"Scholars throughout the land actually despise the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate sons. How many of them are legitimate sons? When it comes to appointing talented people, what matters most is their talent, not their status. Your Majesty, you are not a legitimate son either, but your future may be even more glorious than that of legitimate sons~" Lanqin almost blurted out: My Majesty, you are the future Emperor Yongzheng!
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