Chapter 50 Is Your Highness Satisfied?
The door was not closed and it looked like someone might pass by at any time.
It is said that birds of a feather flock together. Since Xiao Jinghe, who is in a high position, can interact with Xie Zhili, his evil behavior can only be worse than his.
Yu Qinghuan clutched the cloak in his hand, and his fingertips turned slightly white due to the force.
Xiao Jinghe looked at Yu Qinghuan as a superior. Over the years, many women came to him, but he was not interested in them. Now, he just felt a little interested in the wife of Ningyuan Hou.
Anyway, Marquis Ningyuan is dead, so even if I want her, what's the harm in keeping her in this mansion?
Looking at the pink and white hibiscus flowers in full bloom, Xiao Jinghe's gaze suddenly fixed on her back, "Come here."
Yu Qinghuan raised her red lips slightly, turned around and walked towards Xiao Jinghe, her chest softly leaning against his back, a pair of soft hands climbing onto his shoulders, "Your Highness, are you satisfied?"
Xiao Jinghe grabbed her wrist with his backhand and pulled her to sit on him. He carefully observed the painting in front of him, and his thin lips slowly curled up. He had only seen such strokes on two people.
One is Cheng Gongjin, and the other is Mu Huaian, who has received careful teaching from Cheng Gongjin.
Yu lived in seclusion in the boudoir and it was impossible for her to come into contact with Cheng Gongjin, so it could only be Mu Huaian.
Xiao Jinghe pinched Yu Qinghuan's jaw, forcing her to look up. He stared at her and asked tentatively, "I'm satisfied, but I don't know who painted this."
"A friend." Yu Qinghuan smiled and hooked her arm around his neck. "Since Your Highness likes it, would you mind if I stayed with you tonight?"
Xiao Jinghe held her waist, his palms roaming around her waist. Looking at the beauty in front of him whose breathing became heavier, his eyes gradually became filled with desire. He pinched Yu Qinghuan's waist with his fingertips and suddenly tightened them.
"Yu, I will grant your request."
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Completely different from Xie Zhili, Xiao Jinghe is simply cruel.
At this moment, steady footsteps suddenly came from the yard outside the house, coming closer and closer.
The two people in the room didn't notice until the man stood outside the door and knocked. "Your Highness, I have something important to discuss with you. May I come in?"
Xiao Jinghe froze in his tracks, and before he could react, he was pushed away.
Yu Qinghuan had already rolled under the table, dragging her tattered clothes with her body. The hanging tablecloth barely covered her curled up figure.
Xiao Jinghe's forehead twitched. Doesn't Xie Zhili have anything else to do at night?
He suppressed his unhappiness, stood up and walked over, picked up the messy clothes on the ground, and threw them under the table. Then he said coldly, "Come in."
Under the table, Yu Qinghuan tensed up. She had never expected that Xie Zhili would come to her house in the middle of the night without distinguishing between men and women. Would this guy ruin her good thing tonight?
Xie Zhili pushed the door open and walked quickly to the desk, "Your Highness."
Xiao Jinghe held a book in one hand, pretending to read it, and tapped the table with his other hand out of impatience. He raised his eyes and fell on Xie Zhili, "What's the important matter?"
"I think that although the Jiangnan salt tax case is not a big deal, if it is seized by Prince Rui..."
Xie Zhili's voice was right next to his ear, but Yu Qinghuan under the desk pretended not to hear it.
Xiao Jinghe's knuckles, which were holding the book, suddenly turned white, and his Adam's apple rolled violently. Was Yu crazy?
At this moment, Yu Qinghuan thought of the teasing she had just suffered and bit hard in revenge!
Xiao Jinghe's forehead twitched violently, and he pursed his thin lips tightly. How could he listen to anything about the Jiangnan Salt Tax Case at this moment? He responded perfunctorily, "In your opinion, who should be recommended to take charge of this case?"
Xie Zhili: "What do you think, Your Highness?"
"Just do as you say." Xiao Jinghe said in a hoarse voice.
However, after finishing the business, Xie Zhili did not leave. He vaguely smelled a faint fragrance, which was very familiar, but when he smelled carefully, it was gone.
Seeing that Xie Zhili still didn't leave, Xiao Jinghe asked impatiently: "Is there anything else?"
Thinking it was just his own illusion, Xie Zhili gave up trying to find the scent. "Your Highness, please rest early. I will take my leave."
Watching Xie Zhili walk out of the room and close the door, Xiao Jinghe could no longer hold back. He pulled the person out from under the table and pressed him hard on the table, his eyes dark and ready to strike:
"Xie Zhili was right here just now. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by him?"
Yu Qinghuan's back hurt from the collision, but a charming smile appeared on her face: "Your Highness is the Crown Prince. With Your Highness here, what do I have to fear?"
Men like to hear such words of being completely dependent on others. Xie Zhiwen likes to hear them, Xie Zhili likes to hear them, and Xiao Jinghe is no exception.
At this moment, Xiao Jinghe was completely pleased by her words, but his face still had the attitude of a superior looking down on everyone, "Oh, no wonder Ning Yuanhou was willing to break up with his own mother to marry you, you really are a wonderful person."
Yu Qinghuan was not happy at all when she heard this, but she still had to pretend.
After all, he is the prince and deserves her pampering.
Yu Qinghuan climbed up to Xiao Jinghe, put her red lips to his ear, and whispered softly: "Your Highness, the night is short, don't delay."
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