Prince Duan felt a pair of hands slowly moving across his body, making every cell in his body tremble, yet also feeling incredibly comfortable. It was too dark, and the lights were off, so he couldn't see the owner of those hands, but he vaguely remembered that she was exceptionally beautiful.
His body grew increasingly hot, his mind a jumble of images flashing through his mind. He desperately tried to roll over and pin the owner of those hands beneath him. At this point, he couldn't remember whether the owner of those hands was male or female, only that she was beautiful, more beautiful than Wei Ji, more beautiful than Zi Yi. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch those two mounds of flesh, and his anxiety grew even stronger.
Chu Yang, being a woman of the pleasure quarters, possessed a skill in seducing men that far surpassed that of someone like Prince Duan. Soon, he was pinned down and forced to lift his hips in response.
Hiding in the shadows and witnessing all this, Xiao Zhu couldn't help but vomit up everything he had eaten that evening. The Prince Duan's guards stood at a distance, struggling with whether to stop it or let it go. Logically, they should stop it, but the Prince hadn't allowed them to approach, and judging from the Prince's expression, he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it. In the darkness, Chu Yang pinned the Prince Duan against the wall, her entire body pressed against him, her hands and body rubbing against his in a highly erotic manner. The Prince Duan couldn't help but groan, and the guards turned their heads away upon hearing this…
Consort Zhang awoke in a daze to find someone playing the tune "Changmen Yuan" outside the courtyard wall. At first, she didn't know the name of the piece, but later Ruyi told her that the people in the Prince's mansion said it was called "Changmen Yuan" and told the story of an empress who tried to win back the emperor's heart by playing it in the cold palace. However, she never managed to win back her husband's heart until her death.
Hearing Ruyi's words, she gave a self-deprecating laugh. She wasn't even a wife; was her life really going to end in tragedy?
"Where is the Prince?" She stood up, and the blanket draped over her fell off, instantly letting a cold wind rush into her sleeves. She shivered; it was only autumn, yet it was already so cold.
Ruyi picked up the blanket from the ground and draped it over Consort Zhang again, saying softly, "The Prince has not yet returned."
"Where is Princess Jun?" she suddenly asked.
Ruyi didn't know how to answer. She realized that although she was now living in the same mansion as Princess Jun, it was extremely difficult to find out her whereabouts. She lowered her head, not knowing how to answer.
Consort Zhang threw off the blanket and slapped Ruyi across the face. Ruyi knelt down with a thud, choking back tears, and said, "Consort, what did I do wrong? Why are you hitting me?"
"Where did you go wrong? Do you resent me? Resent me for pushing you out that day?" Consort Zhang questioned Ruyi with a ferocious expression, her slightly aged eyes filled with rage.
Ruyi looked at the concubine in horror and hurriedly lowered her head in fear. The prince had changed recently, and the concubine's temper had become more and more irritable. What should she do? What should she do?
“From the day I came to serve the concubine, I was prepared to die in her place. I have no resentment towards her. I was born to be hers, and I will die for her. I am willing to let her go through fire and water. Even if I were to die right now, I would not hesitate.” She kowtowed repeatedly, and soon blood appeared on her forehead.
Consort Zhang's expression shifted, from anger and resentment to bitterness and sorrow, before finally settling into a deathly stillness. She helped Ruyi up and tenderly stroked her forehead, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I let you die? You've been with me for so many years. Go, go and find the Prince."
Ruyi nodded and hurriedly left, not even picking up the blanket that had fallen to the ground. Consort Zhang watched her departing figure, her face filled with gloom.
Just as Zhao Shu finished her breakfast, Green Luo came over to report that she was wearing an extra coat today and looked a bit swollen than before. She was acting very awkwardly and uncomfortably in front of Zhao Shu. Zhao Shu glanced at her a few times and smiled, "Green Luo seems to have gained weight."
Chu Chun, who was helping the little maid tidy up, smiled at Green Ivy and said, "The princess is right, that little face has become rounder."
"Nonsense! Princess, you always make fun of me, and Sister Chuchun helps you make fun of me too." Two red clouds flew up on her face, which was indeed much rounder. Her face was fair with a rosy glow, and her features were very well-proportioned. She would definitely grow into a beauty in the future. Zhao Shu was also satisfied. She liked to be surrounded by beauties, which was pleasing to the eye.
Green Ivy was young and not very brave, but after spending a long time with Zhao Shu, she became much more clever. She quickly changed the subject, "Princess, it's much colder today than yesterday. Please wear more clothes to keep warm."
Zhao Shu thought about it and agreed. Autumn was coming and it was time to buy autumn clothes for the people in the manor. She said to Chu Chun, "Go and tell Bi Qiao to make two more sets of autumn clothes for the people in Qionghua Courtyard and Chensong Courtyard. She and Granny Zhuang should also get a few more sets. Don't forget to give Uncle Fu and Commander Mo theirs too. Reduce the amount of clothes for the others if necessary. Don't forget to give the manor soldiers a couple more sets as well."
"Yes, I understand." Chu Chun was delighted. Although the princess was young, she was very perceptive.
After early spring, Green Ivy happily whispered in Zhao Shu's ear, "Princess, Mr. Huo has returned, and he brought a young master with him. He's very handsome."
Zhao Shu glanced at her sideways, "In your eyes, anyone who is decent-looking is beautiful."
As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Danlan and Huo Baichuan came over with a child. The child held Huo Danlan's hand and stared at Zhao Shu with his beautiful big eyes, looking at her curiously.
Huo Baichuan happened to overhear Zhao Shu's words and gave a fake laugh, "Princess, do you think my Xian is upright or not?"
To be honest, Zhao Shu fell in love with the little boy who was looking at her at first sight. He was so cute and adorable, and most importantly, his eyes were so pure, like a mountain spring, making people feel comfortable when they looked at him.
Produced by the Huo family, this is bound to be a masterpiece. This must be a child of the Huo family. He bears a slight resemblance to Huo Baichuan in appearance, but he has a serious and mature face, and his temperament is completely different from Huo Baichuan's carefree and irreverent demeanor. He is both serious and adorable.
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