When he stepped forward and put his arm around her waist, she tried to move away, but the man held her tightly and she couldn't break free easily, so she had no choice but to endure it.
He observed her expression and saw that she seemed angry. He didn't let go but instead tightened his grip, holding her tightly in his arms. After losing her memory, she became much more lively, which aroused his desire to tease her.
At this moment, her soft breasts pressed tightly against the man's firm chest, and a blush rose to her face. Nan Yi gritted her teeth, not understanding what he was up to, and fearing that the servants would see, she had no choice but to lower her face and hide it in the man's neck.
Yinzhen chuckled, "It's good that you know how to be shy." He hugged her tightly, his soft breath carrying the pleasant fragrance of lilies, which was very pleasant to smell. He followed the fragrance and lowered his head to get closer to her, his lips touching her forehead.
His body began to stir, his heartbeat became slightly erratic, and the hardness that was rising in his head surprised him. He, who had always been abstinent and indifferent to desire, also had such intense lustful desires. When he chatted with his brothers, they would talk about romantic matters, but he did not participate in them, which made his brothers say behind his back that he was not romantic.
But at this moment, it felt as if a wild beast was hiding inside him, clamoring to be released. He knew that he was already aroused, but it was daytime, and it was only the 9th day of the lunar month. To indulge in lust in broad daylight would violate his good manners.
He adjusted his breathing, calmed his wildly beating heart, loosened his embrace, and gently stroked Nan Yi's waist with both hands. The feel was wonderful; her waist was slender and supple, and her clothes fit perfectly. Her clothes...
He felt something was off; why were the clothes so tight? He suddenly pushed her away and looked down at her, only to find that she was different from usual. Anger rose in his heart, and his eyes burned with rage. The desire he had just suppressed suddenly surged forth.
He lowered his gaze slightly and scolded her in a low voice, "What kind of behavior is this? Where has your composure gone?"
The robe clung tightly to her waist, completely revealing her slender waist, which now appeared even longer. Her breasts were high and firm, her buttocks pert and shapely, her curves alluring and seductive. The more one looked at her, the more alluring she became.
If he saw her dressed like this in her boudoir, he might just turn into a wolf and devour her. But now, in broad daylight, it's practically an invitation to commit a crime.
Damn it, where did she get this outfit? He didn't deny it; it was very beautiful, but it was unwearable in public. If she wore it out, what man could stand it?
The prince's wife had strict requirements, the first of which was that she must be quiet and dignified. Yinzhen looked around and, seeing that there were no outsiders, breathed a sigh of relief.
Nan Yi didn't understand how he got angry, so she ignored his scolding and thought about her masterpiece. She proudly spun around in front of him a few times, deliberately puffing out her chest, pulling in her stomach, and lifting her buttocks, posing her body in a classic S-shape. She smiled brightly and said, "Doesn't it look good? I just finished it today."
Upon seeing this, Yinzhen was furious, but his face remained extremely cold. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his hands were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to strangle her.
Doesn't this woman understand subtle cues? She's just too beautiful to wear, yet she acts all coy and seductive, as if she thinks he's not hot enough. He's just abstinent, not a saint.
"Go back and change right away," a low, husky voice squeezed out from his throat, afraid that if he hesitated even a second longer, he would be unable to resist devouring her whole.
Nan Yi was taken aback, turned her waist to look at herself, and found that it was very nice and fit her well. She was puzzled and pouted, saying, "Why? You don't think it looks good, but Qingyun and the others all said it looks good." Judging from their amazed looks, it was indeed good.
Yinzhen's sharp eyes were like blades, his tone mocking as he said, "Do you intend to flaunt yourself like a prostitute? You are a prince's concubine, not some woman of the night..."
These words of rebuke carried considerable weight. He abruptly stopped halfway through, for he was, after all, a concubine, and her status was different from that of the other concubines, so his scolding was rather harsh.
If it were Nan Yi's previous self, she would probably be so ashamed and indignant that she would want to die. However, to be fair, her previous self would not have altered her clothes like this.
However, this had little impact on Nan Yi. You see, modern women often look at ancient courtesans with admiration and respect, because most of them were forced into prostitution by poverty, and they were all beautiful and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs. They have written countless legends of talented men and beautiful women throughout the ages.
Nan Yi didn't catch the belittling tone in his words. She just tilted her head and wondered, "How did this bring up prostitutes? Wasn't he talking about clothes? Is he saying her clothes are inappropriate?" She looked again and thought, "No problem, only my face and hands are exposed." Thinking of this, she became dissatisfied again. "Wearing clothes like this in the summer would make me die of heatstroke."
Yinzhen was frustrated. After losing his memory, he became clumsy and inept, unable to discern the good or bad in people's words. Perhaps only his concubine could tell.
Seeing that she was completely unaware of it, he thought angrily, "Damn amnesia, and the bunch of idiots at the Imperial Hospital can't even come up with a treatment."
He tried to calm his anger, stepped forward and embraced her, softening his voice, "The clothes are nice, but they're a bit... well... indecent." Yinzhen carefully chose his words. He occasionally went to Xinghualou for social occasions, where the women dressed in vulgar and revealing clothes. He knew his taste was not low, so he never paid attention to those kinds of women, since it was none of his business.
But at this time, his concubine's clothes were neither gaudy nor revealing, but they were even more so than that. They were charming and alluring, enough to drive a man mad.
Nan Yi was stunned. What? Indecent? She wasn't showing any skin, she was completely covered up, and yet they said that about her? She was furious, forgetting the person she was facing.
She pushed him away with all her might, turned around and left. "That unreasonable old fogey!" Nan Yi thought angrily. "What kind of prince/emperor husband is he? I hate him!"
Seeing her so rude in leaving without a word, Yinzhen stepped forward and pulled her into his arms again. "Don't be willful. I don't have that much patience. If you don't listen to me, don't even think about me stepping into the garden again."
Nan Yi glared at him with those clear, spring-like eyes, glancing at him disdainfully. Ha, threatening her? Who did he think he was? Their previous incarnations were all killed by them. If he didn't come, why would she care? Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere. With her abilities, if he annoyed her, she could just pack her bags and leave.
She stared straight at the handsome face before her, casually tossing out a sentence, "Who cares? Come or don't come, it's up to you." With that, she turned and left.
Yinzhen was stunned. What did she say? She didn't care if he came... Then anger surged to his head. He reached out and grabbed her, pinching her chin. His eyes were dark and violent. He said in a deep voice, "Say it again to me."
Nan Yi has a lot of bad habits and a stubborn personality. People always have to give in to her. She is fearless and can cause a huge mess, but she will act as if nothing happened and does whatever she wants.
People like this tend to be agreeable and agreeable.
Who is Yinzhen? He is the esteemed fourth prince. Of course, he would not disregard his status to coax his concubine.
One is strong-willed, the other has a powerful background; neither of them is one to back down.
Nan Yi, unafraid of death, repeated, "Come on or not—ah—," before the pain in her chin stopped her from finishing her sentence.
She cried out in pain, "Damn man, stinking man! If we weren't in another world and hadn't figured out where to go, would he think I'd love to be here?" She cursed him inwardly, tears welling up in her eyes. It hurt so much!
Nan Yi's stubbornness kicked in, and she disregarded everything else. "No... ah... no... sob sob..." A warm, soft touch came from her lips, and her heavy breaths were hot on her face.
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