At the hour of Hai, in Yixia Garden of the Eastern Palace, in Si Chengfeng's bedroom.
"Si Liangce, it's getting late, it's time to rest." Seeing Si Chengfeng standing in front of the window, looking leisurely in the direction of Xicuiyuan, Jiangyi couldn't help but remind him.
"Jiang Yi, Chu Wei, whose room do you think the Princess will be resting in tonight? Will it be Meng Haoling, Si Lingyun, Gongzi Chu, Nangong Shilun, or Pei Zijun?"
Si Chengfeng's fair and handsome face looked a little pale under the dim light, and his back also looked lonely and desolate.
"Si Liangce, this slave doesn't know either. Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is of noble status, so naturally there will be countless handsome men vying for her. You... should just take it easy." Jiangyi comforted.
"Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess still favors Si Liangce. She probably only likes those newcomers to the palace for the sake of novelty. They can never compare to you." Chu Wei also said.
"Maybe..." Si Chengfeng's lips curled up into a sad smile.
Although he knew that what Jiang Yi and Chu Wei said was true, it was just that youth was fleeting and fading, and who could withstand the ruthless changes of time? And this harem was never short of handsome men.
Knowing this fact is one thing, but being able to accept it is another.
What hurt Si Chengfeng the most was that Nangong Chen and Si Lingyun, father and son, were always torturing him, and Si Tianyu even killed her husband for Nangong Chen's favor. His father, Meng Lishi, was such a brilliant man, but in the end, because of Si Tianyu and Nangong Chen, he was not only bedridden but also died young.
Si Chengfeng felt a sharp pain in his heart when he recalled Meng Lishi's miserable death. But now, he had to share a wife with the son of his enemy. Although Si Chengfeng could understand Hua Qingcheng's helplessness intellectually, he felt resentful towards her emotionally.
Apart from Mu Lige who fell asleep soundly, and Yu Xiaotian who always slept well, it was not only Si Chengfeng who couldn't sleep at night, but also Situ Ye, Han Yichen and Wu Chen.
In the main room of Qiyuntai, Situ Ye, lying on the bed, tossed and turned but still couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he had to get up and practice boxing to vent his depression.
In the Bingquanxuan dormitory, Han Yichen gently stroked his belly, anticipating the arrival of his "little Qingqing" and "little Xiaochen," his heart softening. However, the thought of his little wife currently working diligently on another man, indulging in affection and affection, instantly dissipated Han Yichen's good mood.
At midnight, Wuchen from Xianxianyuan meditated for the first time, and while meditating, he twirled the string of Buddhist beads that Yu Xiaotian had given him. However, the more he twirled, the more upset he became, and the more upset he became, the angrier he became.
Finally, Wu Chen, who could no longer bear it, changed into a black suit, put on a black cloth on his head, walked out of the room, and flew towards Xicuiyuan.
On the other hand, Hua Qingcheng, who was being missed by everyone, entered Si Lingyun's room at the end of the Xu hour. When Si Lingyun was about to undress her, Hua Qingcheng offered to play the piano to entertain him.
"Since the princess has such a refined taste, Lingyun is naturally happy to accompany her." After he finished speaking, Si Lingyun sat down opposite Hua Qingcheng, looking obedient and listening attentively.
"That's great!"
Hua Qingcheng raised the corners of her lips slightly, but she didn't know that the smile that she inadvertently revealed, as charming as autumn eyes, immediately amazed the handsome man opposite her, making his fair and handsome face blush again.
"Kengkeng~Clang~"
Hua Qingcheng's slender fingers kept plucking the strings of the piano, without the need for any music sheet. Only the piano playing method taught by Zuo An flashed through her mind, and then she expressed the moves that kept appearing in her mind through the sound of the piano at her fingertips, as she pleased.
Although Hua Qingcheng had not yet achieved what Su Mutiansheng said, "wherever the sound goes, the heart follows", it was enough for Si Lingyun, who had no martial arts foundation.
As Hua Qingcheng's piano music continued to play, Si Lingyun felt his mind gradually become empty and his whole body gradually became light and airy...
"Prince Su Mu!"
Hua Qingcheng communicated with Yaoqin's spirit through her consciousness.
"What are your orders, Your Highness?"
As Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, Su Mutiansheng's extremely magnetic voice came into her mind.
"Can the 'subtle music' among your 'three sounds' give people the illusion of pleasure?" Hua Qingcheng asked bluntly.
“Cough cough cough…”
"Yes... indeed."
In a corner where Hua Qingcheng couldn't see, Su Mutiansheng's ears were slightly red.
Discussing this with his daughter-in-law... is indeed a bit embarrassing, but as the spirit of the Yaoqin instrument, Su Mutiansheng has to obey the orders of his master Hua Qingcheng unconditionally.
"Then please trouble Prince Su Mu to use a 'lewd sound' on this guy to make him have the illusion that he had sex with me." Hua Qingcheng looked at Su Mu Tiansheng who had already appeared and said with her consciousness.
"I will follow the order of Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."
The "guy" Hua Qingcheng was referring to was also, in fact, the love rival of his son Su Mulige. Therefore, when Su Mutiansheng used the unique skill of the Yaoqin spirit, he did so with perfect precision, unleashing the "elegant music" to its fullest potential.
Hua Qingcheng had already used the sound of the piano to empty Si Lingyun's mind, so when Su Mutiansheng played that ambiguous "lewd music" towards Si Lingyun, it immediately penetrated his heart and soul, with an amazing effect.
Si Lingyun, who had been sitting opposite Hua Qingcheng with the appearance of a modest young man, suddenly blushed after being attacked by the "vulgar music", and then turned and walked towards the bed behind him.
But he had a blank look in his eyes, breathing heavily and occasionally making a few coquettish noises, while quickly removing all his clothes. Then, he fell onto the bed, hugging the warm pillow on the bed, and began to imagine one indescribable scene after another towards the pillow...
Hua Qingcheng: ...
Hua Qingcheng glanced at Si Lingyun, who was naked and using the pillow as a vent for her emotions, and felt offended. She curled her lips slightly and turned her head away.
Seeing that the "lascivious music" had worked, Hua Qingcheng stopped playing the piano.
Then, from time to time, Si Lingyun's painful, suppressed, and extremely comfortable moans could be heard from the room. Guo Dongbing, who was eavesdropping outside, nodded with satisfaction and then flew away, returning to Zichen Palace to report to Nalan Yunzhi.
That night, the palace servants carried water to the door of Si Lingyun's room in Xicuiyuan seven or eight times...
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