Chapter Eleven: The Palace Likes
On the soft couch, a young man in purple robes reclined lazily, his long hair hanging down to reveal an extreme charm, his fingers stained with spiritual energy playing with a jade flute, the white tassels hanging from the sound hole forming a flowing arc as he moved his fingers, beautiful and dazzling.
On the purple sandalwood desk, a delicate animal-shaped cloisonné gilt incense burner was placed, emitting a few wisps of ethereal blue smoke that released a unique calming fragrance.
Rare and precious agarwood is not something that anyone can use so lavishly, in the imperial palace only the emperor and two favored concubines could use it every night, and only the crown prince had the privilege of using it.
Yu Yu reported to the Crown Prince about all the things Zi Ling did that day, including her conversation with Princess Qing Xue and how she persuaded Lan Yun Fei to help blow on Princess Qing Xue's butt...
Wei Chi Yinluo's phoenix eyes gleamed with a sly light as he smiled, his thin lips curving into a wicked arc: "This little kid is quite clever."
"What else did she say?" he asked again.
"She said that after His Highness the Crown Prince left in anger yesterday, he didn't go see her again. She often thinks of seeing the Crown Prince." Yu Wei said.
Wei Chi's evil charm flashed at the corner of his mouth, and his thin lips became exceptionally cold. Even those demonic-looking phoenix eyes turned icy: "Yu Yu also spoke out of turn?"
Yu Yu's heart skipped a beat, his spine felt like it was placed in an ice cellar, and with a thud, he knelt to the ground, lowering his head and saying: "This subordinate knows his mistake."
The cool gaze moved away from You Yu's body and fell onto the jade flute in his hand, playing with it leisurely.
"If you want to learn from Ling Er's toothless smile, I don't mind pulling out all your teeth." He said gloomily.
"...". Yu Yu's heart was shocked and his limbs trembled, cold sweat broke out all over his body. The Crown Prince was indeed a man who kept his word.
Your Highness! I was merely repeating what Ling'er said, word for word. I didn't mean to leak any information...
"Bring her to see me tomorrow." He Danfeng's phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of light, what is this little girl thinking of doing again tomorrow? It seems like there's something worth looking forward to.
"Yes, Your Highness." Yu relaxed his breath, hoping that Ling'er would seize the opportunity tomorrow and get along well with the prince.
Dividing line
It's deep in the night, all is quiet, only the sounds of insects and frogs can be heard, along with the sound of a child's snores.
The moonlight shone slantingly, casting a dim and faint light on the dark room.
A strange figure floated into Ziling's bedroom like a ghost, and the air around seemed to suddenly become abnormally cold.
A certain little beast felt danger first, the wolf's eyes opened fiercely, but in the next second they closed dizzily. The spherical body was lifted by Jade Xiao and thrown to the corner of the wall in a parabolic shape.
The almost one with the night-colored strange boy Xuan Xiu Zhan Ling's fingers lightly touched Zi Ling's extremely beautiful and unparalleled small face.
The smooth touch was not as unpleasant as imagined, and the slender fingers touched more of Ziling's small face, with a warm and slippery feeling, without any resistance or disgust.
The young man's mysterious and unpredictable Danfeng eyes flashed a strange light, as if a ghostly spirit floated onto the little girl's bed.
Gently, he moved the little girl's sleeping head in his direction, and suddenly saw the little girl's long, beautiful eyelashes tremble slightly. The young man was startled, and his fingers touched her sleep acupoint.
Satisfied, he gazed at her quietly sleeping face, the boy's fingers stroked her face again, his slender and elegant fingers tracing along the contours of her face, finally sliding over her eyes and nose to linger on her plump little mouth.
His fingertips pressed against her tender lips, and in an instant a strange electric current shot through his fingers to his heart.
"It's really strange, how did I get this feeling? Your little mouth is truly mysterious." The young man looked at his trembling fingers in wonder, muttering to himself.
He moved his fingers to the tip of his nose and sniffed, a faint sweet milky scent.
"It's really a baby, but I like it." He put his fingertips on the tip of his tongue and licked them lightly, his phoenix eyes seemed to be enjoying themselves as they narrowed, and when he zoomed in visually, a charming smile hooked at the corner of his lips.
