Caiyu perked up. "My lord, this servant wishes to accompany you to the capital!"
"Nonsense!" Song Yinghuai snapped. Frowning tightly, his face darkened completely. His expression was tense, and his eyes were as cold as ice. "Do you think you're the master? You can go wherever you please? What kind of place do you think the capital is? How could you be so reckless?"
He knew Caiyu's character all too well, and he also knew the Crown Prince very well.
She was pestering him to go to the capital only because she wanted to continue to lurk beside the Crown Prince as a spy.
But the capital was fraught with dangers. He was afraid he wouldn't have the extra energy to deal with Caiyu's antics.
Moreover, Caiyu was too close to the Crown Prince. What if the Crown Prince lost his patience and got rid of her as a disposable pawn?
Or what if the Crown Prince detected their relationship and regarded Caiyu as a threat to him?
His eyes turned cold. "Get out! Don't mention this again... Otherwise, I'll send you to the suburban mansion tonight!"
Caiyu stared blankly at Song Yinghuai for a while. Her lips trembled, but she didn't say anything in the end. She silently backed out with the copper basin in her hand.
After that graceful figure left, Song Yinghuai's tense body suddenly relaxed, but worry followed.
Based on his understanding of this girl, she would never back down easily.
He had to leave Yan as early as possible tomorrow to dispel her idea of following him.
Caiyu carried the copper basin. The water in it had already turned slightly cool, with no more steam.
She stared at the basin for a while, then suddenly carried it to the side room.
Song Yinghuai's speculation was right. Caiyu was a person who would never give up easily.
From what Song Yinghuai had said tonight, she sensed that she hadn't been completely excluded from his heart.
He still arranged what he thought was the best place for her before leaving.
The suburban mansion, guarded by the Duoyan Three Guards.
Now that Jiang Jinyue had left, the crisis in the inner courtyard had been temporarily resolved. Even if Concubine Yao tried to harm her, with Song Yinghuai's order, the Duoyan secret guards would spare no effort to protect her.
She was indeed out of danger in Yanjing.
It was a pity... She had to go to the capital!
She must go to the capital to resolve the dilemma between her and Song Yinghuai!
Caiyu picked up the completely cold water in the basin and poured it over her head!
The bone-chilling cold made her shiver violently, and her teeth chattered uncontrollably.
She threw away the copper basin and walked out of the side room.
It was just the beginning of spring in February, and the night was still very cold.
The wind blew on her wet clothes, which clung tightly to her skin, causing goosebumps to rise one after another.
Caiyu endured the cold wind for about half an hour. She was so cold that her vision went black. Then she hugged her arms and walked back to the side hall to change her clothes.
She craned her neck and looked in the direction of the bedroom.
Song Yinghuai's shadow was flickering on the wall. Through the shadow, one could see his sexy and toned body when he took off his clothes.
Caiyu rushed over before she even finished changing her clothes!
Song Yinghuai had excellent hearing. He sensed Caiyu's approach as soon as she rushed over, but he still took off his brocade robe unhurriedly. He didn't even turn his head to look. He just said in a deep voice:
"Bold! Didn't I tell you to get out?"
Caiyu ignored him and rushed forward quickly!
Song Yinghuai sensed something was wrong with the wind beside his ear. He suddenly turned around and caught her in his arms!
The fragrance of a beautiful woman instantly filled his nostrils, making his head buzz.
He instinctively held her in front of him, with such great force that he almost melted her into his bones. The veins on the back of his hand twitched several times.
Song Yinghuai said hoarsely, as if angry, "Lan Caiyu! Don't challenge my bottom line anymore!"
However, Caiyu felt that the big hand on her waist was burning hot, and the force was so great that she couldn't break free even if she struggled.
Caiyu had just tortured herself, and her head was a little dizzy. She wrapped her arms around Song Yinghuai's strong waist tightly and said in a soft and weak voice:
"This servant doesn't ask the lord to take this servant to the capital. This servant only asks the lord to accompany this servant tonight. Okay?"
Her soft arms made his heart tremble. His eyes darkened, and his hands suddenly clenched into fists, with the joints turning slightly white.
Song Yinghuai took a few deep breaths in a hurry, trying his best to suppress the fire surging in his body. He said hoarsely, "Get... out!"
He loosened his big hand and pushed Caiyu.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be persuaded by this girl.
Caiyu didn't back down. She had never left when Song Yinghuai told her to get out, and this time was no exception.
She was a disobedient servant!
Her misty eyes seemed to be dripping water. She put his hand back on her waist and gradually moved closer to the man's slightly cool red lips.
Song Yinghuai was a little dazed. He knew he should throw her out, but the big hand on her waist not only didn't push her away, but tightened even more.
Until her soft red lips gently kissed him.
Her dexterous tongue slipped into his mouth, sucking his softness and exploring every corner.
Little brat!
Little vixen!
These were the only few weak words left in Song Yinghuai's mind.
The sound of their heavy breathing instantly ignited the entire bedroom. They were lingering and inseparable.
Caiyu's kiss made Song Yinghuai's long-suppressed desire burst out.
He began to attack, and his kisses were like a storm. The sweet saliva slid and rubbed between their intertwined tongues, and their minds were blank.
Perhaps it had been a long time since he last touched Caiyu. Song Yinghuai felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his head, and even his nerve endings were screaming.
Caiyu felt that she was about to be embedded in his body. It was so tight that she couldn't breathe.
His kisses became hotter and hotter, starting from her chin, sliding to her neck, and then to her collarbone...
Caiyu's head became more and more dizzy. She couldn't tell whether it was the effect of the cold wind or the man's flirting. Since there was no support behind her, she could only lean on him to stand up.
She slowly undid the buttons on the man's clothes, then his black inner robe and the jade-embedded belt.
Caiyu tugged at the belt hard twice but found that she couldn't undo it.
Suddenly, she remembered what Song Yinghuai had said before:
"Just tie whatever knot you can."
She felt extremely sad all of a sudden and even shed tears in a hurry.
"My lord, this servant can't undo the belt..."
She finally understood the meaning of Song Yinghuai asking her to tie the belt that day.
It turned out that he had allowed her to get close to him since then.
But she only realized it now.
Song Yinghuai kissed her again from the beginning, gently kissing her tears, her eyes, then her eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips. The dense and delicate kisses made her blush.
The man's fingertips with calluses covered her fair hand and patiently guided her to undo the belt. As the belt fell to the ground, she was picked up horizontally by the man and placed on the wide canopy bed.
Under the candlelight in the room, the warm fingertips sparked a fire. Their clothes were completely removed. The man's fingertips scraped against Caiyu's thin skin and sensitive parts, and his short hair brushed across the area below her abdomen...
The figures of the two were overlapping on the wide canopy bed. Together with the clothes on the ground, it was as charming as could be.
At a certain moment, accompanied by his low and muffled voice, the end note trembled uncontrollably.
The moonlight shone obliquely on the peach branches outside the window. The peach blossoms that had been dormant for a whole winter quietly bloomed on the branches.
Song Yinghuai got up before the sun rose. He looked sideways at the woman sleeping beside him. His gaze lingered on her slender fingers, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and there was a dull pain in the bottom of his eyes.
After all, she was the most wronged one.
In matters between men and women, if they couldn't truly be together, what was the use even if he were to offer her the entire kingdom?
Song Yinghuai looked at Caiyu's sleeping face for a long time, and finally laughed at himself bitterly.
The affairs of the world all relied on him, but he couldn't find a way to rely on.
He reached out and rubbed Caiyu's stiff fingers.
The next moment, a burning temperature came from his palm.
Song Yinghuai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Caiyu's unusually flushed face.