After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, Yinzhen, who had a habit of writing a few large characters while standing after eating, was in high spirits and pulled Changning to write on the desk.
Changning's calligraphy was an extremely beautiful small regular script with delicate floral patterns. Yinzhen examined it carefully. The characters were interconnected, subtly conveying the feelings of a young woman, which were intertwined and inseparable. Looking at it, he felt a little passionate.
It seems that Ah Ning is in love with him like a young girl.
Changning was unaware of his thoughts; otherwise, she would have just rolled her eyes: Modern people are used to writing in cursive, aren't they!
"Ah Ning, your writing of the character '处' in '误入藕花深处' (mistakenly entering the depths of the lotus blossoms) is not bad, but the character '花' (flower) is not rounded enough."
As they were talking, Yinzhen slowly approached, wrapped his arms around Changning's waist from behind, reached out and held Changning's soft hand, his breath tickling her ear.
Changning suddenly felt a little awkward and uncomfortable. She twisted her body and found that she had something hard pressing against her back. She glanced at Yinzhen and knew exactly what was going on.
Yinzhen felt that this woman was a demon. Her faint fragrance and soft, warm body made him, who was already addicted to pleasure, even more unbearable.
He was a prince, and there was nothing he couldn't get since childhood. He had no worries at all in his own residence.
A moment later, Changning exclaimed in a low voice, and things on the desk fell to the ground.
At the door, Zhao Fuhai crouched down with a fawning smile on his face. "Eunuch Su, you've been busy all day. I just tidied up a room. Please go and rest."
Su Peisheng glanced at him. This kid was young, but he was very experienced. Since he became the head eunuch a couple of days ago, he had been keeping a close eye on Qingzhi Courtyard. Now, with the addition of Granny Zhang, things in the courtyard were becoming more and more orderly.
"I wouldn't dare trouble you."
Su Peisheng spoke politely, though his expression remained somewhat arrogant. He knew, however, that the person most favored by the master in the manor was right there inside. Listening to the commotion, he tsk tsk, it wouldn't stop anytime soon.
"Not at all, please go ahead." Zhao Fuhai waved his hand. "Chuixue and the others can take care of things here. You go and rest. I'll invite you back later if the Prince gives any instructions."
Su Peisheng chuckled twice, didn't refuse, and went to rest.
His master valued him highly, and although he had apprentices, he held onto his power very tightly, which made him quite tired.
Lying in bed, Su Peisheng closed his eyes, wondering how long his master would like this man this time.
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