Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

Things are getting increasingly wrong.

In the previous life, there were not so many people who went to Qingliang Villa. The eldest princess, the fourth princess, Master Wuji and Si Jingli had never been to Qingliang Villa in the previous life.

It seemed that everything was exactly the same as in the previous life, except that I became the only variable, and the development of everything seemed to change because of the change of this variable.

Chu Shifan said, "I heard that there is an additional blessing activity at Qingliang Mountain Villa this year. Maybe Master Wuji and my mother went there for this purpose. But I can't understand why Prince Si also went there. Doesn't he hate riding in a carriage? I wonder if he can bear to sit in a carriage for such a long time."

Chu Shitong's drawings have not been given away until now. Her drawings are too delicate and she is afraid that they will attract criticism once they are released to the world. If she is questioned about it, it will be a troublesome matter.

"Si Shizi dared to come, so he must have made full preparations." Chu Shitong said slowly, "My cousin is very concerned about this matter."

Chu Shifan smiled awkwardly and said, "Isn't it because I can enjoy happiness by following His Royal Highness?"

Chu Shitong lifted the curtain and looked outside. He wanted to ask Bishui what time it was, but he happened to see Si Jingli walking towards his carriage.

Chu Shitong immediately lowered the curtains.

I felt a little flustered for no apparent reason.

Chu Shifan noticed that she was a little strange and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoqi?"

Chu Shitong shook his head, "Nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Jingli's voice was heard from outside the carriage.

"Where's Chu Shitong? Ask her to come out. This prince has something to ask her."

Bishui bowed, walked to the window and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince is outside and said he wants to see you for something."

Chu Shifan immediately stood up excitedly and wanted to get off the car to greet Si Jingli, but Chu Shitong sat still and said, "This prince is not feeling well today and cannot see anyone. Please let His Royal Highness go back. We can talk about it when we get to Qingliang Villa."

Chu Shifan paused in his tracks. He was a little confused. He looked at Chu Shitong in confusion and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong with you?"

"......" Chu Shitong said: "Cousin, please don't ask."

Bishui conveyed the message truthfully, but Si Jingli didn't buy it at all. He took two steps forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Seeing Chu Shitong sitting on the couch and Chu Shifan with a strange expression beside him, Si Jingli was furious.

"Chu Shitong, you are not feeling well but you still want Master Fan to come and talk with you? Are you deliberately avoiding me and don't want to see me? Or are you not feeling well and Master Fan can heal you?"

Chu Shifan didn't know what Chu Shitong was thinking. When his lie was suddenly exposed, it seemed that the one who was embarrassed was not Chu Shitong, but him.

"Your Highness, long time no see." Chu Shifan laughed dryly to smooth things over, "I came to see you because I heard that Xiao Qi was not feeling well."

Chu Shitong said calmly, "This prince is indeed unwell and cannot entertain His Royal Highness. If His Royal Highness really has something to do, please wait until we get to Qingliang Villa."

Si Jingli's eyes swept back and forth over Chu Shitong's neck. The carriage was tightly covered. In the dim light, there was no blemish on Chu Shitong's snow-white skin. He definitely could not see the teeth marks left on her skin from his dream last night.

Si Jingli's original expectations were finally dashed.

The indescribable sense of loss seemed to have condensed into a ball pressing on his heart.

It turned out to be a dream. If something really happened, Chu Shitong's attitude towards me would not be any different from usual.

Si Jingli was a man whose emotions were clearly shown on his face, and his lost expression could be seen at a glance. On that handsome face, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were looking downcast, and his brows were slightly furrowed, which made people feel sorry for him.

Chu Shitong naturally saw it, but she couldn't say anything else now. Si Jingli had just stared at her for a long time. It seemed that he probably remembered something about what happened last night.

She regretted that she had helped Si Jingli yesterday out of hope. Now she was afraid that Si Jingli would get angry and come closer to find the wound. Facing Si Jingli, the only thing she could do now was to pretend to be dead.

Chu Shifan asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Si Jingli came back to his senses, trying his best not to lose his composure, and said, "Nothing."

Chu Shitong raised his eyes and met his boss Jing Li's ambiguous gaze.

Si Jingli said, "It's just that I had a dream last night. I dreamed that Chu Shitong was shot through the shoulder by an arrow, so I came to see you today. Since Chu Shitong is fine, I will not stay any longer. Goodbye."

Chu Shitong: “…”

Si Jingli is really cruel. I helped him last night, but he dreamed that his shoulder was pierced by an arrow.

Si Jingli opened the curtain and turned away, leaving Chu Shifan standing there in a daze.

"Xiao Qi, what did Prince Si just say? What's wrong with your shoulder?"

Chu Shitong rubbed his brows and said, "It's nothing. Prince Si was confused in his sleep. Cousin, don't pay attention to what he said."

"Oh."

Although Chu Shifan thought the two people were very strange, he didn't think much about it.

Not long after they arrived, the imperial palace's procession arrived. Chu Shitong's carriage followed in the procession, and the group left the city.

......

Less than two hours after leaving the city, we heard that Si Jingli was intolerant of the carriage and was in so much pain that he could not get up. The accompanying imperial doctors went to the carriage to treat him, but were all driven out by Si Jingli.

Chu Shifan leaned against the door of the carriage, listening to the various discussions of people on the road. A large group of people were traveling together, and any movement would be immediately known to everyone.

"Prince Si is so pitiful." Chu Shifan rested his head on his arms, the sunlight shining through his side face, the three-dimensional and handsome lines of his facial features seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.

"If I were him, I wouldn't have come out at all. He's been like this for just a short time since we left. I think if it really doesn't work, Prince Si should just go back the way he came."

Having nothing to do on the road, Chu Shitong has already started painting.

She held a brush in her hand and was painting a scene of winter plum blossoms on a scroll.

After hearing what Chu Shifan said, he casually replied, "The Crown Prince is someone who cares about his reputation. He will come out if he wants to. If you ask him to return the same way, people in the capital will talk about him behind his back. Just for the sake of his reputation, the Crown Prince will not be willing to go back."

"What should we do?" Chu Shifan said, "His carriage is already the best. I guess even the emperor's carriage may not be as good as his. I heard that the bottom of his carriage is made of marble to increase stability. With his status, there is no need for him to follow at the end. It is because the carriage is too heavy that he is forced to follow at the end of the team."

“A heavy carriage does not mean it is stable.”

"Your carriage is quite light and brisk." Chu Shifan said with a smile, "I thought your carriage was a little strange when I rode in it before. Today, after watching it for a long time, I realized that you must have tampered with the structure of the carriage. No wonder you didn't feel uncomfortable at all while sitting there."

In Chu Shitong's carriage, even the ink in the inkstone did not shake at all.

Chu Shitong said: "So this is why my cousin has been lingering in my carriage today and refused to leave."

Chu Shifan smiled awkwardly and said, "Not entirely. It's because my mother came with me this time. If I were still in the original carriage, I would definitely be asked by my mother to copy Buddhist scriptures. The carriage was shaking, and if I was asked to write, I might as well jump off the carriage directly."

Chu Shitong smiled and said nothing.

Chu Shifan suddenly said, "Why don't you ask Prince Si to come to your carriage? I think his carriage is definitely not as stable as yours."

Chu Shitong continued to paint without raising his head. "My cousin has been talking for so long, and he finally spoke his mind."

“Hahaha.” Chu Shifan was not angry or annoyed when Chu Shitong saw through his thoughts. Instead, he laughed heartily a few times, “Don’t I feel that His Royal Highness is a little pitiful?”

"He is pitiful, and has nothing to do with me."

"You can't say that. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very nice to us." Chu Shifan looked at the huge team and said something inexplicably.

"I don't know why, but I always have a feeling that the reason His Royal Highness came to Qingliang Villa this time might be because of you."

Chu Shitong stopped writing and slowly raised her head. Although her expression was calm, her tone was a little colder.

"My cousin is joking."

Chu Shifan didn't look back at Chu Shitong, but just said cheerfully: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. I always feel that His Royal Highness seems to have a very good relationship with you."

The few words he said casually were clearly what he had been doubting for a long time, but he said them so easily that they sounded like the most ordinary things.

Chu Shitong heard his hidden meaning, but pretended he heard nothing, lowered his head and continued painting.

Not long after, a painting of plum blossoms in the snow emerged from her hands. The plum blossoms were bright red, standing tall in the frost and snow.

Chu Shitong looked at the plum blossoms and thought of Si Jingli for no reason.

The blood-red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows seemed as red as the plum blossom.

Chu Shifan's servants, like him, love to watch the fun. Not long after, they caught up with him again to tell him about something strange.

"Sir, I heard that Prince Si scolded all the doctors and smashed everything in the carriage. He was very angry. Prince Rong tried to dissuade him but to no avail. He was sweating profusely. His Majesty said that if His Royal Highness the Prince is not feeling well again, then the whole procession will stop and wait until His Royal Highness is better."

Chu Shifan smiled upon hearing this and said, "Uncle really gave face to Prince Rong's Mansion. Xiaoqi, what do you think?"

Chu Shitong hung the painting on the carriage, looked at it for a long time, and said, "I don't think so."

"You are usually so enthusiastic, but now you are so cold-hearted when you travel."

Chu Shifan's unreasonable words almost instantly made Chu Shitong's face turn black.

All his friendliness in the past was pretended. Today, Chu Shitong refused to let Si Jingli get on his carriage because he was afraid that Si Jingli would find out. But Chu Shifan's words seemed to tear off his mask at this moment.

"Clear water."

Chu Shitong spoke.

Bishui outside the carriage immediately responded, "Your Highness!"

Chu Shitong said, "Go and ask Prince Si if he is willing to come."

"Yes."

After Bishui ran to the rear of the formation, Chu Shifan spoke.

"That's right, I said Xiao Qi wouldn't be that cruel."

Chu Shitong did not reply. She just hoped that Si Jingli either did not come over, or that if he came over, his eyesight was not good enough so he would not see the traces of ointment on her neck.

......

When Si Jingli was invited, it was quite a big event.

When the servants of Prince Rong's mansion brought in soft silk mats, melon and fruit tea, various exquisite cakes and sachets, and pots of ice, Chu Shitong felt that his carriage was rather shabby and embarrassing.

Seeing that Chu Shitong's face was getting darker and darker, Chu Shifan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"That's great. When His Royal Highness arrives, there's ice in the carriage. It's so cool."

After the car was packed full, Si Jingli finally appeared.

He was still carried here by servants holding umbrellas.

Si Jingli was still dressed in red, with his black hair loose, and surprisingly, he didn't wear much jewelry.

The devilishly handsome face was a little pale, but because of this, the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows appeared even redder.

He glanced at Chu Shitong, coughed unnaturally, and said, "If you hadn't strongly invited me, I wouldn't have come here so easily."

Chu Shitong: "...That really troubles His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Chu Shifan was sitting at the door, making room for Si Jingli to go in and jokingly said.

"Your Highness must be used to eating walnuts in the palace."

Si Jingli was puzzled and asked, "This prince doesn't like it, why do you say that?"

Chu Shitong added: "It should still be an unpeeled walnut."

Si Jingli was stunned for a moment, then he understood what the two people meant. His pale face flushed slightly, and he said angrily: "What do you two mean? If it weren't for Chu Shitong's invitation, this prince would not have come!"

"Yes, yes, it was I who invited His Royal Highness." Chu Shitong said, "Your Royal Highness, please calm down. I was just speaking casually, but my cousin must have had bad intentions."

Chu Shifan:?

"Xiao Qi? I treat you as a brother, and you betray me like this?"

"Cousin, please don't deny it." Chu Shitong said, "If you don't admit it, then it's not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who likes to eat walnuts, but you."

Chu Shifan was speechless because of Chu Shitong. Originally, he just wanted to laugh at Si Jingli's stubbornness, but ended up being laughed at by Chu Shitong.

When Si Jingli saw this scene, his anger disappeared.

After sitting in the carriage for a while, listening to the occasional conversation between Chu Shifan and Chu Shitong, I felt that the discomfort was slowly coming back.

Chu Shitong was not sure whether the ointment on his neck would last forever, so he spent most of his time with his head down reading.

Si Jingli didn't notice anything at first, but in the evening, the candles in the carriage were lit.

Si Jingli noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Chu Shitong's neck.

"Your Highness, why are you always staring at Xiaoqi?" Chu Shifan asked.

Chu Shitong lowered his head feeling a little guilty and pretended to read a book.

Si Jingli was silent for a long time before he said, "Nothing, I just feel that His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has become more cunning in recent days."

Night slowly falls.

Finally arrived at the inn where we were going to rest.

When Chu Shitong returned to his room to eat, Bishui discovered something was wrong.

"Your Highness, the ointment on your neck... seems to have become darker in color."