Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

She fell to the cold ground. This time she fell hard, and with a slight groan, she curled up on the ground in pain.

Prince Yi's eyes turned slightly cold, thinking that this was just a common tactic used by women.

I couldn't help but feel a little tired of trying to gain sympathy by being so weak.

However, when he looked up again, he saw that Su Rao had stood up on her own.

Although his steps were a little unsteady, he did not look back, but left without any hesitation or nostalgia.

This scene made Prince Yi feel a little surprised.

The woman's actions seemed to be very different from what he had expected.

The moment she stepped out of the courtyard, Su Rao raised a sly smile.

She knew very well that she was not good at directly seducing men, but she had a unique way of understanding people's hearts.

Other women might be eager to show themselves and desire to become Prince Yi's favorite.

But she chose a different path.

As a storybook she once read said, the budding of some emotions often begins with the seeds of curiosity.

But melting an iceberg is not a one-day job.

You can only patiently look for gaps in those delicate and fragile places.

Slowly carve out a path.

And attracting Prince Yi is like every business she carefully plans.

What is needed is patience, wisdom and appropriate strategy. Any impatience will only backfire.

Returning to her own courtyard, Su Rao appeared calm on the surface, but her heart felt as if swept by a heat wave.

After experiencing the ups and downs of two lives, she has been drifting with the flow most of the time, and many of her choices were forced by the current situation, not from her true heart.

However, from the moment she met Prince Yi, an unprecedented obsession quietly sprouted in her heart.

This emotion seems to be a declaration of free will.

She decided that this time, she would live for herself and fight for the throbbing in her heart.

The next morning, the dawn was just breaking, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the freshness of soil.

Su Rao got up early on purpose, wearing a simple dress and a jade hairpin in her hair, which made her look more gentle in the morning light.

She worked in the kitchen with her own hands, pouring her heart and soul into every spoonful of sugar and every drop of honey.

She carefully molded the pastries into the shapes of bunnies and piglets, which were cute and small.

It seems that each one contains a gentle story waiting to be interpreted.

On the note, her handwriting was beautiful and neat. It was just a few short sentences, but every word revealed her concern.

After folding it gently, she whispered to Xiaoju to make sure that this gift of love could be accurately delivered to the princess.

Then, carrying the food box, she set out on the path to Wujuyuan with light but firm steps.

The door of Wujuyuan slowly opened at her light knock, and Mo Yi's figure appeared, as indifferent as ever.

He took the food box and spoke half-jokingly and half-seriously, with a barely perceptible curiosity in his tone.

However, when the scene inside the food box came into view, a hint of surprise flashed across Mo Yi's eyes.

Then it turned into an indescribable smile, as if his heart was gently touched by the unexpected joy.

Su Rao stepped into the Buddhist hall. The sunlight shone through the window lattices onto the mottled ground, forming a sharp contrast with the solemn atmosphere inside.

Prince Yi was still sitting upright on the cushion, his black robe highlighting his aloofness and coldness.

Those tightly closed eyes seemed to be isolated from the world, yet seemed to be searching for some answer deep in their hearts.

Su Rao's movements were extremely gentle, and her presence was like an imperceptible breeze.

Silently blend into this quiet space.

When she asked about Buddhism, her voice was gentle and somewhat tentative.

Her eyes sparkled with a thirst for knowledge, but also hid a subtle smile.

Faced with such a direct and seemingly simple question, Prince Yi's heart could not help but surge with emotion.

His usually deep heart seemed to be stirred up by a sudden stone, causing ripples.

Su Rao's expression changed from confusion to realization, and that subtle change seemed to wander between playfulness and seriousness, making it hard to understand.

Her smile was lightly outlined on her lips, with an indescribable cunningness.

It seemed like a test, or a challenge, striking directly at Prince Yi's insolent self-esteem.

At noon, when the sun was at its brightest, Mo Yi's figure appeared again.

The food box in his hand was filled with various delicacies with great aroma, color, flavor and taste. Each dish was carefully matched to suit Prince Yi's taste buds.

However, Prince Yi simply tasted a few bites and put down his chopsticks.

It seems that no matter how delicious the food is, it is hard to win his heart.

His thoughts might have been drawn to Su Rao's "provocation" in the morning and could not be shaken off.

"My Lord, I am extremely hungry. Could you please give me the remaining delicacies on the table as a solace?"

There was a gleam of anticipation in Su Rao's eyes. She bit her lower lip lightly and asked in a gentle manner.

Prince Yi's lips were tightly pursed into a line, without making any sound.

He refused to even make eye contact, and the atmosphere seemed a little heavy for a moment.

"It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that wasting what God has given you is not a good deed."

Seeing this, Su Rao smiled sweetly and tried to make her request more reasonable in the name of Buddhism.

Prince Yi finally turned his gaze towards her, but his deep eyes contained a hint of displeasure, as if silently asking: "When did the Buddha teach you to interpret things so cunningly?"

Su Rao still maintained that innocent smile on her face, as if she had no idea what the other person was thinking.

Mo Yi, who was standing by, interrupted and said wittily, "Your Highness practices the way of silence and doesn't like to talk too much. Doesn't your silence mean you agree?"

Upon hearing this, Su Rao's face immediately blossomed with a smile as bright as a spring flower, "In that case, I would like to thank the prince for his grace first."

Prince Yi glanced slightly to the side and swept his sharp eyes over Mo Yi.

I was secretly surprised in my heart: When did I come to this tacit agreement?

This woman could even skillfully win over her own personal guard Mo Yi?

It was not until the sun set that Su Rao slowly left the palace.

Prince Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of relief, but then he felt annoyed that his mood was so easily affected, and felt that this was really wrong.

As night fell, Prince Yi picked up a pen and wrote a few lines, handing them to Mo Yi, with an elusive emotion in his tone.

"Tomorrow, try to stop her from entering the palace again?"

When Mo Yi heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

After all, the prince and the queen had an agreement long ago that even women who came to the palace on their own initiative would be given the courtesy of entering the palace.

Could it be that the prince now wants to break this long-standing gentleman's agreement?

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, Prince Yi was surprised to find.

Not only did Su Rao appear in front of him again, but she also looked a little embarrassed.

Her hair was slightly messy, and there was a faint blush on her unmade-up cheeks. She was breathing lightly, and her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

"Since the prince did not allow me to go through the main gate, I had no choice but to find another way in and sneak in through the dog hole in the backyard of the palace. Unexpectedly, I was met with a 'warm welcome' from the guard dog as soon as I came out of the hole. After a battle of wits and courage, fortunately no one was hurt."