As for Xu Yili's nephew, whom she had completely forgotten, she could only apologize. They couldn't handle such a beautiful young girl, so let his son handle it instead. Consort Yi covered her mouth and smiled as she had He Lu personally escort Qingyin to the most spacious room.
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In the previous dynasty, the news that the Ninth Prince had married a county magistrate's daughter as his concubine spread like wildfire. Apart from the Crown Prince, who was involved in the affair, the other princes were shocked. Yin Tang's status was not low, and the Emperor had arranged for him to marry such a concubine. Did the Emperor dislike Yin Tang? Should they distance themselves from Yin Tang? The princes who had been thinking too much kept their distance from Yin Tang.
Yinzhen was happy to be free and didn't pay any attention to his scheming brothers.
At night, Li Desong looked at Yin Tang, who was wrapped in black from head to toe, and was confused. "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
"Can't you tell? I'm going to meet your future mistress." Yin Tang's handsome face was filled with a smile, and all the yin energy around him dissipated, leaving only sunlight.
Li Desong was puzzled, but he could only offer his support.
Thanks to Consort Yi, the meals for the young ladies-in-waiting were completely different from those of the favored concubine. In addition, as the head of the palace, Consort Yi had her own small kitchen. Consort Yi also loved spicy food, so she and Qingyin happened to find themselves eating the same thing.
Because of their similar tastes, the two strangers got along more happily. Consort Yi liked Qingyin even more for her pleasing sight, even just watching her eat.
After enjoying a pleasant dinner with Consort Yi, Qingyin returned to her room.
The lights were on in the darkness, and the bathtub was carefully kept at the most comfortable temperature for the human body. Qingyin took off her clothes and soaked in the whole bathtub, revealing a bit of her fair and fragrant shoulder. The maids blushed and massaged the future concubine. The steam rose up and stained the white jade with a beautiful rosy color.
Yinzhen climbed in through the window and landed in the room. He thought Qingyin was already asleep. Seeing this erotic scene, Yinzhen didn't care about the possibility of being discovered. He covered his nose and ran out of the room in a disheveled state.
"Ah, Ninth Prince!" a maid in green exclaimed.
"Ninth Prince?" The man ran too fast, and Qingyin couldn't see him clearly. The only thing she could tell from the blurry face was that the man must be quite handsome.
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