"Did I do something wrong?" As soon as Yinzhen looked at her, Yin Qingyi knew that he didn't know, so she immediately pretended to be even more aggrieved.
“Su Peisheng.” Yinzhen’s face darkened as he looked at Su Peisheng standing to the side.
"Your servant is here." Su Peisheng thought to himself, "What I feared has come to pass."
"Speak," Yinzhen said coldly.
"Yes, Master came at noon today, and Consort Yin left not long after. Rumors in the backyard say that Consort Yin angered Master." Su Peisheng finished speaking succinctly and stepped aside. He didn't need to say anything more; his master could guess what was going on.
"...I just had something to take care of back home." Yinzhen hadn't expected that the little woman's grievances were caused by him, and he was momentarily speechless.
"So you're not angry with me, Your Highness?" Yin Qingyi's eyes glistened with tears as she stared intently at Yinzhen.
"You haven't done anything wrong, so why should I be angry with you?" Yinzhen couldn't help but soften his voice under the gaze of those eyes as clear as autumn water.
Yin Qingyi smiled faintly, her red lips slightly pursed, the joy on her brows spreading like the warm winter sun, bringing a soft warmth to those around her.
Yin Qingyi was already stunningly beautiful, and she was quite frustrated when her attempt to seduce him failed at noon. Now that Yinzhen had returned, she put in even more effort to seduce him, determined not to believe that the man wouldn't take the bait.
Yinzhen's eyes darkened slightly. He didn't know that Yin Qingyi was deliberately seducing him. He just felt that this little woman was so damn tempting that he wanted to meld her into his body!
For the first time, Yin Qingyi regretted why she had seduced this man. He was incredibly energetic and had so much stamina that she was afraid she would die in bed.
"Master, this concubine, this concubine can't take it anymore, please... please spare this concubine." Yin Qingyi's voice rang out intermittently. Ever since dinner, she had been pinned to the bed by this scoundrel, and she had no idea what time it was from early evening until now. All she knew was that she had fainted once and been tormented awake again.
"Qingqing only needs to rest, you don't need to move." Yinzhen's voice was hoarse, filled with intense desire and temptation.
"..." Yin Qingyi really wanted to kick this bastard away, but unfortunately, even if she had the guts, she didn't have the strength to kick him.
Today, Qiuju was still guarding the door, listening to the sounds coming from inside for almost two hours. Although her face was flushed and her heart was pounding, she was still a little worried about her princess. In those two hours, she hadn't called for water even once, but there had been constant noises coming from inside.
After Yinzhen had finished eating, Yin Qingyi had already fallen into a deep sleep. He called her softly, and the people at the door went to prepare water. Yinzhen picked up the sleeping Yin Qingyi and took her to the bathing room to wash.
Upon returning, Yinzhen gently placed Yin Qingyi back on the bed. Looking at the marks left on her barely clothed body, Yinzhen's eyes darkened slightly. His hand caressed her slender waist, so thin he could easily encircle it with one hand, yet it possessed an extraordinary resilience, making him often unable to resist holding her waist tightly and teasing her. The more Yinzhen thought about it, the hotter his hand became. He withdrew his hand, closed his eyes, knowing this little woman couldn't handle it; he should be careful, lest he frighten her.
Hearing no further movement from inside, Su Peisheng knew they probably wouldn't come any further. He felt an extraordinary admiration for Yin Qingyi; in all these years, he had only ever seen his master so indulgent with Princess Yin.
At the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), Su Peisheng came to the door and called out softly.
Yinzhen opened his eyes. This routine had long been a habit, and his eyes cleared up in no time. Thinking of last night, he couldn't help but look at the person in his arms. He didn't know why, but both times he stayed at Lady Yin's place, they were in this position. If it were anyone else, whether it was Lady Li or the Fujin, they would sleep properly to the side. But this woman was different. Even if he arranged her position to sleep, she would always be in his arms when he woke up. This made him feel a little strange, but he knew very well that he did not dislike this position and even liked it.
He gently withdrew his hand, and a tingling, numb sensation immediately assaulted his arm. He'd been using it as a pillow all night, and while he felt nothing while still, moving it was truly uncomfortable. Yet, looking at Madam Yin's charming sleeping face, he felt no urge to get angry at all—a truly strange thing.
His eyes swept over the view under the blanket. Yinzhen pursed his lips. If it weren't for the bad timing, he wouldn't have let her go so easily.
Stared at by such a pair of burning eyes, Yin Qingyi groggily opened her eyes and met Yinzhen's gaze. Startled, Yin Qingyi immediately remembered the previous night, and her head tilted back, causing her whole body to fall backward. Then, Yin Qingyi was in trouble.
"Hmm." Yin Qingyi frowned instantly, the soreness in her waist and legs making her want to cry. Her eyes welled up with tears, making Yinzhen feel guilty. He didn't know why, but he just couldn't get enough of this little woman last night.
"It's still early, go to sleep, you don't need to get up and serve me." Yinzhen's voice couldn't be cold because he felt guilty.
"I shouldn't have gotten up to serve you last time. Now that you're awake, it's my duty to serve you, Your Highness." Yin Qingyi endured her discomfort and made a move to get up and dress Yinzhen.
"I told you to sleep, so sleep!" Yinzhen grabbed a certain disobedient woman who had just remembered him.
Yin Qingyi pouted, and although she lay down, her hand was still clutching someone's sleeve. Her eyes were filled with reluctance.
Yinzhen was somewhat bewildered at this moment. His rational mind told him that Yin's actions were outrageous, and what he needed to do was to coldly shake off her hand. However, emotionally, he was quite conflicted.
"I'll come back to see you after court, my dear." Yinzhen, who had stood up, sat down again and coaxed her softly.
Su Peisheng checked the time outside, sweating with anxiety. Although the voices inside were soft, he still heard them and was shocked. This Consort Yin was something else; she actually made the master coax her while he was rushing to court. Su Peisheng's opinion of Consort Yin's status rose again and again.
After Yinzhen was dressed and left in a hurry, Yin Qingyi closed her eyes and fell asleep. She was so tired. She had to put on a show early in the morning, which was really exhausting.
When Yin Qingyi woke up, she sat up. She didn't feel sticky like she did when she first received the Emperor's favor, so Yinzhen must have washed her last night.
"Chunlan," Yin Qingyi called softly.
"Finally awake?" Yinzhen's voice suddenly rang out from the outer room.
"Master?" Yin Qingyi stared wide-eyed, somewhat bewildered. Was she still dreaming? How could this master be with her at this hour?
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