The Flirtatious Prince and His Savage Concubine

During lunch, although Gu Yan'er couldn't drink alcohol because she was pregnant, she still prepared some wine for Lu Lingxi and Nan Wangyu. It was a fruit wine that was more suitable for girls' tastes.

Lu Lingxi hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time. After taking a sip, he became more and more drunk.

Gu Yan'er advised: "Lingxi, although this fruit wine tastes good, it has a strong aftereffect. You should drink less. Be careful not to get drunk and feel uncomfortable afterwards."

Lu Lingxi said indifferently: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I know my limits, and I'm not like my brother, who was too happy about being engaged to you and drank without knowing the limit. I'm not engaged today, so I won't lose my mind."

Gu Yan'er said helplessly: "You are already married, who are you still engaged to? Have you lost your mind?"

Lu Lingxi shook his head: "No, no, absolutely not."

Gu Yan'er thought that as the Crown Princess she had a lot of things to do and it was tiring to deal with all kinds of people. There were no outsiders around today, so she let Lu Lingxi relax and did not persuade her anymore.

The three of them ate and drank, chatting about all sorts of things. Soon, Lu Lingxi lay on the table motionless.

Gu Yan'er shook her head helplessly again: "What did I say? Are you drunk?"

Then he said to Nan Wangyu, "Your Highness, let Lingxi go to Lingxi Garden to rest. Don't sleep outside. The wind will give you a headache."

Nan Wangyu declined, "No, you are pregnant and it's not good for you to be too tired, so we won't bother you. I'll take Lingxi back to the Prince's Mansion. She won't be exposed to the wind in the carriage."

Seeing Nan Wangyu refuse, Gu Yan'er didn't know what to say, so she stood up and said, "Your Highness, please understand. I won't keep you any longer. I'll ask Chunhong and Liulu to help Lingxi."

Nan Wangyu: "Just sit down, Princess. No need to call them. I'll do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Lu Lingxi's white and delicate little hand, and gently placed it on his broad and solid shoulders. Then, he slightly turned sideways, and his right arm, like a flexible python, snaked up from Lu Lingxi's back and tightly wrapped around her slender waist. At the same time, his left hand passed through Lu Lingxi's knee bend, and then he held her firmly in his arms. This series of movements was smooth and natural, skillful and natural.

After getting up, he said goodbye to Gu Yan'er and said, "Thank you for your hospitality today! Lingxi and I will go back home first. The princess has been working so hard for so long, you should rest early."

The carriage on the way back to the Prince's Mansion was shaking, making Lu Lingxi very uncomfortable. She kept twisting and turning to find a more comfortable position. Unable to find one, she suddenly jumped up and hit Nan Wangyu's chin. She held her head and groaned: "Ouch, it hurts! It's time to change to a bigger bed. I'm squeezed to the edge of the bed."

Nan Wangyu's chin was bruised by the impact, but he still stroked Lu Lingxi's head to coax her: "Okay, okay, I'll change you a bigger bed tomorrow. You can roll around as you like."

I don’t know if Lu Lingxi heard it or not, and he didn’t respond.

Fortunately, the distance between Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion and the Prince's Mansion was not far, and it was faster to take a carriage, so Nan Wangyu was not hit a second time. When he arrived at the gate of the Prince's Mansion, Nan Wangyu carried Lu Lingxi off the carriage as before and carried him back to Changqiu Palace.

Nan Wangyu carefully and gently placed Lu Lingxi on the bed, his eyes full of concern and worry. Just as he was about to bend down to take off her shoes, Lu Lingxi suddenly groaned in pain: "It hurts, vomit..." Then, a torrential vomiting rushed out like a flood. The filth instantly splashed everywhere, not only staining her own clothes, but also the originally clean bed.

Just when Lu Lingxi felt nauseous again, Chunhong showed amazing reaction speed. She rushed forward like an arrow, holding a spittoon in her hand, and caught the filth from Lu Lingxi's mouth just right. At this time, Lu Lingxi's face was as pale as paper, and his body was shaking slightly, like a candle in the wind, about to fall.

When Lu Lingxi finally stopped vomiting and showed no signs of vomiting, Chunhong and Liulu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to get busy. The two had a clear division of labor and cooperated tacitly. Chunhong was responsible for changing Lu Lingxi's clean underwear, and her movements were skillful and gentle, for fear of hurting her weak body; Liulu quickly removed the soiled bed sheets and quilts and replaced them with new ones.

After everything was packed up, Nan Wangyu ordered, "Chunhong, go prepare some hangover soup for the Crown Princess. Liulu, go down, I'll be with you here."

When he and Lu Lingxi were the only ones left in the room, Nan Wangyu gently smoothed Lu Lingxi's frown with his hand and scolded her: "I told you it has a strong aftereffect and I told you not to drink so much, but you didn't listen. Now you know how uncomfortable it is. Let's see if you dare to drink so much in the future?" After saying that, he couldn't help but pinched her nose hard, as if this would teach her a lesson.

Lu Lingxi waved away the hand that was messing with her nose uncomfortably, and murmured unconsciously: "Go away! Go away!"

Nan Wangyu knew that she was upset, so he didn't touch her again.

As soon as Chunhong brought the sobering soup, Nan Wangyu helped Lu Lingxi up and gently coaxed her to drink it.

After drinking the sobering soup, Lu Lingxi finally fell asleep more peacefully. However, Nan Wangyu was still worried that she would feel uncomfortable again after a while, so he simply went to bed and slept with her.

Who would have thought that as soon as Nan Wangyu lay down on the bed, Lu Lingxi would quickly and actively stick to him like a clever kitten and hug him tightly. Her delicate body seemed to merge with Nan Wangyu's, without any gap.

Lu Lingxi gently placed her little head on Nan Wangyu's chest, as if she had found a warm and safe harbor. She closed her eyes slightly, and tried to feel the unique touch of the silk fabric there - so smooth and delicate, sliding across the skin like water, making people feel happy.

Perhaps because this wonderful feeling was so irresistible, Lu Lingxi couldn't help but rub Nan Wangyu's chest with his little head, and a cat-like murmur came from his mouth: "It's so comfortable..." The voice was soft and melodious, with a hint of laziness and satisfaction, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them, and this warmth and tranquility.

Nan Wangyu only felt that the few times Lu Lingxi rubbed him gently, seemed to have a magical power, rubbing straight into the softest part of his heart, just like a naughty kitten's paw gently scratching his heart, causing his heart to itch and unable to bear the torment brought by this teasing.

However, despite the endless desire and impulse in his heart, Nan Wangyu always adhered to the bottom line and did not dare to take advantage of others' danger. Finally, he slowly reached out his hand and gently stroked the hair on the back of Lu Lingxi's head. With a hint of repression and grievance in his voice, he whispered: "You are such a tormenting little goblin..."