"Do you feel anything after applying the medicine?"
Sheng Jiangli was stunned for a second before he remembered that the first time he met Qingqing in the forest outside Lingbi City, he had injured her neck. After applying the medicine, he had been asked the same question.
But that time, there was a hint of cunning in Qingqing's eyes.
This time, her eyes were filled with tears.
She seemed rather serious.
Sheng Jiangli swallowed hard and replied firmly, "No."
Qingqing turned her head away in disappointment.
Sheng Jiangli saw her small figure curled up on the bench. When the night wind blew, it seemed as if the wind was blowing on her bottom.
He sighed silently and took off his outer robe, covering her with it.
"Shall I send you back to the Yan Prince's Mansion?"
Qingqing clutched his robe. A pleasant fragrance of plants wafted into her nostrils again. She shook her head vigorously.
"No, I won't go back. If I go back like this, Ning Shi and the others will surely laugh at me."
"If it really doesn't work, I'll just lie at the door of your mansion for a night."
Sheng Jiangli forced a laugh. "You're sticking to me, aren't you?"
"Fine! If you want to stay at my mansion, you can. But there are no servants in my mansion, only a few attendants like Subude. No one will tidy up a room for you."
Qingqing got off the bench, covering her bottom and hopping a couple of steps. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm just a maid. I'm best at tidying up rooms... Which room?"
It seemed as if she had been waiting specifically for Sheng Jiangli to invite her to stay overnight.
Sheng Jiangli suddenly felt that not only his chest and hand hurt, but his head also ached!
Caiyu woke up after a nap. The soreness and swelling in her lower abdomen seemed to have subsided a lot.
She got up and called out twice, only to find that this was Song Yinghuai's bedroom.
She didn't know how she had fallen asleep in a fit of pique last night and had actually slept in Song Yinghuai's bed.
Neither Qingqing nor the other maids were around. So she got out of bed and wanted to pour herself a cup of tea.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and Song Yinghuai appeared at the door.
Seeing Caiyu standing on the ground, Song Yinghuai frowned, strode forward, and picked her up by the waist.
He patted her bottom lightly, and Caiyu wrapped her two calves around his waist.
"Don't you know to put on your shoes when you get out of bed?" Song Yinghuai said in a deep voice.
"A maid's life is humble. How can I be as precious as those women like Concubine Lü?" Caiyu remembered what Song Yinghuai had said about her status yesterday and couldn't help but say sourly.
Song Yinghuai straightened his back, looked directly at the little woman hanging on him, and pursed his thin lips.
She was still angry after sleeping for a night.
Why was this girl so stubborn?
Being held like this by Song Yinghuai, Caiyu felt extremely embarrassed. Especially since she was having her period, the physical intimacy they usually had couldn't be carried out.
So she kicked her long legs to indicate that she wanted to get down, but Song Yinghuai directly placed her on the table.
On the table...
Caiyu couldn't help but let her imagination run wild...
She and Song Yinghuai had had passionate encounters on the desk and the dining table...
This position was too suggestive.
Caiyu bit her lower lip, turned her head away, and her snow - white ankles dangled on both sides of the man's body.
She didn't want to just serve Song Yinghuai without getting any pleasure herself.
Although they couldn't be truly intimate on normal days, this man was very skillful in other ways, and at least she could feel pleasure.
Song Yinghuai propped his hands on the edge of the table, leaned over, and trapped her in his arms. Looking at her awkward side face, he said, "Stop being angry. There will be a palace banquet the day after tomorrow."
Caiyu was immediately intrigued and turned her head back on her own initiative. Her nose brushed against Song Yinghuai's thin lips, and she saw the man's Adam's apple bob violently, and his eyes turn dark.
A lecherous man!
Caiyu cursed silently in her heart. Fortunately, he had been hit by the love spell. Otherwise, with his weak self - control, he would be horny all day long.
Caiyu quickly got back to the topic. "What's the occasion for the palace banquet?"
Seeing that she still seemed to be in a bad mood, Song Yinghuai didn't dare to provoke her too much. He replied,
"Mother has been ill in bed. Her 55th birthday was supposed to be next month, but Father is eager to bring some joy and hope that Mother can be blessed by the celebration and get through this difficult year. So he advanced the birthday banquet."
Right, Queen Ma was in poor health. She had heard Song Yinghuai mention it on the way, but the news was well - concealed, and no ordinary people knew about it!
Caiyu's mind was working. At the birthday banquet, the crown prince would surely attend, right?
If only she had the chance to attend the palace banquet with Song Yinghuai.
But unfortunately, she was just a low - ranking maid and probably didn't have the qualification to enter the palace.
Unexpectedly, Song Yinghuai asked, "Do you want to go into the palace to have some fun?"
Although Miss Lan San had attended a palace banquet a long time ago, it had been ages.
Seeing her eager yet hesitant expression, Song Yinghuai knew what she was thinking.
Caiyu stared at him in surprise with wide eyes. "Does a maid like me have the qualification to enter the palace?"
Song Yinghuai smiled softly, reached out and scraped her fair cheek, and said gently,
"Don't talk about being a maid. As long as you want to go, I'll take you."
If he didn't take her into the palace, she would really get stuck on the idea of being a maid.
When she got stubborn and angry, the one who suffered would only be himself.
Moreover, when he went to the Changchun Palace this morning, Queen Ma had specifically told him to bring Caiyu into the palace to have a look.
Immediately, Caiyu threw yesterday's unhappiness out of her mind. A smile bloomed on her bright face.
"I want to go!"
Seeing her beautiful smile, Song Yinghuai also threw yesterday's depression behind him.
The Buddha said: In life, let go of gains and losses, and troubles will disappear if you don't pick them up.
Song Yinghuai convinced himself to let go of his obsession in his heart and said with a smile,
"Then hurry up and put on your shoes. I've asked someone to bring new fabric. We'll measure your size, and I'll have someone send it to the Brocade Pavilion to be made into clothes quickly."
Caiyu was even more surprised. "My lord, I'm just a maid going into the palace to serve my master. There's no need to make new clothes. Besides, I just bought dozens of different kinds of fabric from the Brocade Pavilion yesterday. We can just use those..."
"Just let them measure your size." After being gentle for so long, Song Yinghuai finally couldn't help showing his domineering side. "Put on your shoes and let them measure your size!"
Qingqing didn't come back last night. It was Ji Ming who led the other maids in.
Caiyu was immediately attracted to the brocade in the maid's hand.
"Raindrop Brocade?" Caiyu opened her mouth slightly in astonishment, her eyes full of confusion. "My lord, didn't you give it to Concubine Lü..."
Just talking about this made her angry.
That dog man had wasted her good intentions.
Sensitively seeing Caiyu pouting her red lips again, Song Yinghuai coughed lightly. "This is another piece. Qingqing has retrieved yours for you, but I know you're picky. You probably won't want to use the one that others have touched. So I specifically went into the palace and begged Mother to reward me with one."
Although there was only one piece of Raindrop Brocade circulating in Shangjing for the time being, which was in the Brocade Pavilion, there must be some in the palace.
Such good goods should be dedicated to the ladies first.
Ji Ming smiled and said, "My lord went into the palace to see the queen early this morning before dawn and specifically begged for this piece of Raindrop Brocade, saying it was for Miss Caiyu to make clothes."
He had gone into the palace before dawn...
Caiyu finally got over her awkwardness.
Ji Ming looked at Caiyu's arrogant appearance with a mixture of amusement and helplessness.
Was this still a maid?
The prince had to flatter and coax her, going to great lengths to make her happy.
Ji Ming waved his hand and told the maids to go up and measure her size, but Song Yinghuai said, "Go down. I'll do it."
Ji Ming looked at Song Yinghuai in shock. Had his prince really become so humble?
Ji Ming quickly led the people down, leaving the two of them.
Caiyu stared at Song Yinghuai.
His long fingers hooked the measuring tape.
He walked around her from behind and tightened it around her chest.
Caiyu felt a slight itch in her chest.
Her breathing suddenly quickened.
She grasped the man's shoulders tightly with her fair fingers.
When she opened her mouth, her voice was full of charming complaint.
"My lord, are you doing this on purpose?"