Chapter 23: Sexual Delights
Lu Xiuzhu saw a hint of surprise in Wei Yan's eyes, and she curled the corners of her lips.
As long as there is no rejection, there is a chance.
She knew that His Royal Highness Prince Ding'an did have some feelings for her.
"Sister Xiuzhu, you--" Wei Yan spoke with some difficulty. Somehow, his throat became dry and his neck became increasingly hot.
"Brother Yan, I know you have my second sister in your heart. I am not as virtuous and graceful as my second sister, so it is understandable that you like her..."
"No - I don't mean that." Wei Yan's eyes dimmed a little. Looking at the charming woman in front of him, he couldn't bear to refuse.
"Then Brother Yan, are you willing to take me in as well?" When Lu Xiuzhu raised her eyes again, they were filled with tears, making people feel pity for her.
Wei Yan's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene where Lu Qingyue shyly expressed her feelings to him last time, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
but--
He is going to be the crown prince in the future, and he will have three wives and four concubines sooner or later. How could he reject all other women just because of one woman?
Thinking of this, Wei Yan raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of the eyes of the person in front of him.
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Lu Qiaoxiao listened from the corner and marveled at what was happening.
It seems that Lu Xiuzhu did not fail to learn the true teachings from Wang Xiuwan, but she used what she learned to deal with her own family.
Suddenly, the sound of porcelain falling on the table was heard from inside the room, and a delicate moan was faintly heard.
Lu Qiaoxiao was a martial artist with excellent hearing. She was slightly moved by what she heard, after all, she was just an unmarried girl.
Somehow, Shen Yuheng's cold and abstinent face suddenly flashed through her mind.
If he has a wife in the future, will he be as calm and restrained as usual when doing such things?
Lu Qiaoxiao was shocked by her own thoughts. She quickly used her hands to cool her burning face, calmed down for a moment, and left the corridor holding up her skirt.
She walked so quickly that she didn't even notice someone passing by.
"Donor." The man had a face like a bodhisattva, as cold as the moon, with a compassionate expression, and a pair of eyes like exquisite jade, as if he could see through everything in this world.
Just like that, looking at her.
Lu Qiaoxiao's eyebrows jumped, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he clenched the handkerchief in his sleeve.
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Front Hall of Guanglin Temple:
As Lu Qingyue expected, after she finished burning incense, His Royal Highness Prince Ding'an was almost ready to return.
She accompanied His Highness's carriage back and gave His Highness the purple jade Shangyang belt she had carefully selected.
I think His Highness will like it, and it’s time to put their marriage on the agenda.
Lu Qingyue clasped her hands together and bowed devoutly to the statue of the Bodhisattva: "I hope that I can marry His Royal Highness Prince Ding'an soon. I pray for the protection of the goddess Guanyin."
Lu Qiaoxiao deliberately made some noise at the threshold, causing Lu Qingyue to look back.
"Second sister? Why are you here?" Lu Qiaoxiao asked in surprise.
Lu Qingyue caught a glimpse of the panic that flashed across Lu Qiaoxiao's eyes, and suddenly felt a little proud.
She sneered, "Lu Qiaoxiao, I'm the one asking you this. You've really put on a good show, tangling with Prime Minister Shen on the one hand, and trying to seduce His Royal Highness Prince Ding'an on the other."
"Are you worthy?" Lu Qingyue simply stopped pretending, crossed her arms over her chest, and glanced at her with her phoenix eyes.
"Second sister, what you said is not right. I am the legitimate heir and you are the concubine. If I am not worthy of Prince Ding'an, how can you be worthy?"
Lu Qiaoxiao knew how to say it in a way that would hurt her second sister the most.
Lu Qingyue has always had a high opinion of herself. She holds herself to the most stringent standards in terms of appearance and talent, but because of her status as a concubine's daughter, she still feels inferior from time to time.
Sure enough, a malicious and jealous light flashed in Lu Qingyue's clear eyes. She almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words: "Lu Qiaoxiao, don't be so arrogant——"
Lu Qiaoxiao glanced at her leisurely, as if saying: What can you do to me?
What she wanted was to irritate Lu Qingyue.
The more unwilling Lu Qingyue was, the more she wanted to climb up the social ladder to prove herself.
The more you want to climb up the ladder, the more painful you will be when the opportunities you have painstakingly planned for are snatched away by others.
At this time, a panicked little monk came to the door.
"Did you two benefactors come here with Prince Ding'an?"
The resentment in Lu Qingyue's eyes immediately dissipated, and she rushed forward to greet him, "Young Master, what happened to His Highness?"
The young monk lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Don't worry too much, benefactor. His Highness is just feeling a little unwell and is resting in his room."
Lu Qingyue's eyes lit up. Isn't this a good opportunity to get closer to His Highness?
"Young Master, please lead the way. I will go and take care of His Highness myself." She could not hide the eagerness in her eyes, and even her breathing became a little faster.
Lu Qingyue winked at the two guards behind him, and they immediately understood and grabbed Lu Qiaoxiao from the left and right.
"Good sister, just wait here."
"Later, my younger sister will accompany my older sister home."
Lu Qiaoxiao's eyes widened: "Lu Qingyue, you are despicable!"
Lu Qingyue sneered a few times, "Big sister, look at your unpresentable and scheming appearance, how could His Highness choose you?"
After saying that, Lu Qingyue ignored her and left in a hurry.
Lu Qiaoxiao watched his second sister disappear into the lush green shadows of the trees, and said with some displeasure, "Two young men, I am the legitimate daughter of the Lu family after all. It is not proper for you to capture me like this."
"I understand your desire to protect your master. You just heard that His Royal Highness Prince Ding'an is unwell. For the sake of your master, you should also allow the accompanying imperial physicians to come forward and attend to him."
The two guards looked at each other, somewhat hesitant.
"Besides, if anyone outside the palace wants to harm His Royal Highness Prince Ding'an, this is the perfect opportunity. Why don't we quickly send someone to protect him?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two guards finally realized the seriousness of the problem and hurriedly carried Lu Qiaoxiao to call for help.
Lu Qingyue followed the young monk around for a few circles and felt strange, so she asked, "Young Master, are the pilgrims' rooms so far away?"
The young monk replied, "Because it is a wing specially set up for Prince Ding'an, its location is more secluded."
Lu Qingyue nodded without any doubt, and her steps became lighter.
Finally, I arrived at a small sandalwood window. The window frame was closed, and a cluster of brightly blooming apricot blossoms brushed past the door.
Lu Qingyue held her breath and walked closer, only to find that the door was ajar.
What if His Highness had not just gone out?
She was a little hesitant, and when she looked back, the young monk had disappeared.
Well, His Highness is so familiar with her that he will not be angry because she opened the door without permission.
Lu Qingyue raised the corners of her lips, revealing a smile that could not be more gentle.
She gently pushed the door open, looked up, and suddenly froze there -
A naked man and woman were indulging in pleasure on the couch. Wasn't the owner of that strong body Wei Yan?
Feeling a beam of light coming in, Wei Yan looked in the direction of the light, and the expression on his face suddenly froze.
"Qing-Qingyue......" His hands became a little stiffer.
Lu Xiuzhu was very dissatisfied with his distraction. She hooked her arms around his neck and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Yan, why do you call me Second Sister——"
Seeing that the man didn't respond, Lu Xiuzhu pouted and looked in the direction he was looking.
But Lu Qingyue was standing at the door with a confused look on her face, and the purple jade belt in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
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Outside Guanglin Temple, a magnificent carriage slowly drove by and finally stopped beside the vermilion earth wall.
A slender and powerful hand just lifted a corner of the curtain. Shen Yuheng's face, which was originally cold, revealed a rare hint of joy at this moment.
My eyes fell on the stone threshold of the temple gate. It had just rained there, and the dense wet moss spread out from the brick floor, reflecting a bit of the breath of spring.
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