The words were full of provocation.
But Du Yaoyao knew that the prince did not like other people's wives, and that Prince Chen had taken away the minister's wife in the past.
So what if it was taken away? The emperor favored her and the imperial concubine indulged her. The memorials submitted by the Censorate were dismissed with just a few words.
It was said that the prince was drunk and a man and a woman had an affair.
No one has ever asked a woman what she feels after being raped.
There was even an official who was trying to curry favor with the powerful. When the Prince of Chen slept with his first wife, he sent his wife to the Prince of Chen's palace in a sedan chair.
As this trend was encouraged, Prince Chen became more and more rampant, and one of the things that later led to his death was: he had an affair with his concubine's mother and defiled the palace.
It was unknown whether the Prince of Chen had intentionally or unintentionally entered the restaurant by mistake. Du Yaoyao decided to speak frankly and not let the Prince of Chen talk on his own - thinking that she was asking him to have sex and was flattering herself.
The original owner was a romantic man, but he only had Song Xingkai in his heart, so he would never bow his head in front of others.
"That day, I was drunk and mistook the wrong person for someone else, which offended Your Highness. Please don't blame me." Du Yaoyao said seriously.
"Oh?" Chu Xun was unmoved, and seemed curious, "Then which adulterer did you want to fuck you?"
It was not appropriate for strangers to discuss this topic. Du Yaoyao struggled and said, "Let me go!"
Chu Xun tightened his grip on her jaw, and moved his hand up her slender waist, coaxing her: "You have to tell me first, who did you want to fuck you that day?"
It felt like a snake was wrapped around her back, cold and sticky. Du Yaoyao endured the discomfort and said in a cold voice, "It has nothing to do with Your Highness."
Chu Xun turned a deaf ear to her and looked at her inquiringly, "Let me guess?" After a pause, "Is sister Yaoyao thinking about Master Song?"
Song Xingkai was a scholar in the Hanlin Academy, in charge of ceremonies and compilations. People in the court called him "Song Scholar".
Du Yaoyao did not answer.
Chu Xun asked more bluntly, "Do you want Song Xingkai to fuck you?"
I looked outside the door and saw a slender figure coming towards me under the moonlight and the lamp.
Chu Xun's eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, and he coaxed Du Yaoyao, "Sister, tell me quickly, if you tell me, I will not only let you go, but also let you leave."
Du Yaoyao looked at Chu Xun suspiciously.
"Hurry up and tell me!" Chu Xun grabbed the back of her neck and forced her.
With her face and neck in his hands, Du Yaoyao weakly whispered, "Yes."
Chu Xun was not satisfied and ordered, "Tell me clearly, who did you want to fuck you that day?"
Du Yaoyao repeated, satisfying the prince's boredom, "That day I wanted Song Xingkai to fuck me."
She struggled again, "Alright, can you let me go?"
“Okay, why not, hahahaha——” Chu Xun smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, his Buddhist beads trembled, and he shouted: “Chen Jie really can’t do it, my sister is really a slut! Good, very good!”
Du Yaoyao was confused when the door was kicked open from the outside with a clang.
Chu Xun carried the person and disappeared, and Du Yaoyao stared at him intently.
It turned out to be a sinking level.
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