This time, before Zhuang Xin could finish speaking, Yun Zhuo kicked him out, yelling, "Get out! Close the door! I'm going to sleep!"
Zhuang Xin was kicked to the ground, and he rolled out the door. He then stood up, intending to close the door for Yun Zhuo, but couldn't help shouting inside:
"Your Highness, I advise you to learn properly, otherwise you'll be easily manipulated by Miss Ye. How will you ever be able to hold your head high in front of us again?"
A cup was thrown out from inside. Zhuang Xin quickly dodged to the side. Hehe, he missed it. He quickly closed the door!
As I turned around, I almost bumped into a girl.
The girl's name was Mi Rao. Because she was an excellent cook, Zhuang Xin bought her into the Prince's mansion and put her to work in the kitchen.
She seemed to have been startled by the cup that had just fallen to the ground; her face was somewhat pale. "Lord Zhuang, what happened? Why is the Prince so angry that he's about to smash a cup?"
"Humans have seven emotions and six desires, it's normal to get angry occasionally, you'll be fine tomorrow. Are you here to bring the prince a midnight snack? Give it to me, the prince won't need it tonight." Zhuang Xin took the midnight snack away.
They also dragged Mi Rao down with them.
The room fell silent.
Yun Zhuo then noticed that there were not just one, but three comic books placed on his bedside table.
He lay down to sleep, closed his eyes, and all that came to mind were those unbearable images. But as he thought about it, Ye Qingxue's face would intrude and merge with those images.
Damn it! Yun Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, his ears burning hot. It was all because of that damned Zhuang Xin!
...Shouldn't those things be self-taught? Why would you need to read books!
However, it must be said that he would never have imagined many of the things mentioned above if he hadn't seen them with his own eyes. Hmm... perhaps Zhuang Xin's words make some sense, and he should learn some of them.
Yun Zhuo simply sat up and, by the moonlight streaming through the window, began to peruse a comic book.
The moonlight tonight is so bright that you don't need to turn on the lights; everything in the house is clearly visible.
Yun Zhuo felt something was wrong the more he looked. It was hot, too hot. He was stunned for a moment. There were still two months until his wedding with Ye Qingxue.
Two months, sixty days, that's too hard to endure.
I wish I hadn't seen these books!
If I don't see it, I won't think about it; if I don't think about it, it won't be so hard to bear...
Yun Zhuo realized for the first time how poor his self-control was.
He closed the book and prepared to meditate and calm his mind.
Knock knock knock.
Just as she closed her eyes, she heard a knock on the window. Yun Zhuo's mind raced, and she opened her eyes to look out the window.
Because it was too hot at night, he hadn't closed the window, so when he looked at it, he was stunned, and his eyes even went blank.
What did he see? As he was about to go to bed, a gentle breeze came, and he saw Ye Qingxue appear by his window.
Was it a dream?
But Yun Zhuo was certain that he had just been preparing to meditate and had not fallen asleep at all, so what he was seeing was not a dream.
He really saw Ye Qingxue, wearing a light blue strapless dress with an ice-blue veil over it. The moonlight fell on her collarbone, making it appear white.
Beneath the thin veil, her fair and slender arms were dazzlingly white.
Moreover, Ye Qingxue had a smile on her face, her eyes seemed to be brimming with clear spring water, and her lips looked red and moist as if they had been coated with syrup.
Her eyes were fixed on him, staring straight at him, her gaze like a hook that had caught him completely, leaving Yun Zhuo feeling like he had nowhere to escape.
He saw Ye Qingxue slightly part her red lips, as if she were calling out "Your Highness." The sound was intangible, yet it pierced straight into his heart.
Through her lips, he saw the tip of Ye Qingxue's tongue slightly protruding.
With a "boom," Yun Zhuo's rationality collapsed instantly.
In his vision and under his perception, Ye Qingxue before him was making a silent, intense, and ultimate invitation—the kind of invitation a woman extends to a man!
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