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

She laughed as she spoke, her eyes full of pride.

When Prince Yi heard this, he didn't know how to respond for a moment. He was shocked and a little amused.

Dog den?

This woman's courage and means are truly astonishing.

"Your Highness has rejected me. Has your heart been disturbed? Perhaps, your Zen mind, which has been cultivated for many years, has not yet reached the state of being truly calm."

There was a hint of joking in Su Rao's words, but there was a gleam of challenge in her eyes.

Prince Yi kept his lips tightly closed. How could he be easily moved by such a trivial matter?

He gave Mo Yi a look, and without words, the order was conveyed in the air.

From tomorrow on, there is no need to stop her.

At this moment, Su Rao suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, why are my clothes torn?"

The edge of the crack vaguely revealed her snow-white and delicate shoulders.

There was also an imperceptible blush, and Prince Yi's eyes unconsciously swept across that charm.

Then he quickly turned away, his face slightly flushed.

"Mo Yi, go get some needle and thread."

Prince Yi ordered in a deep voice. Su Rao took the opportunity to turn around and walk into the side room, with a sly smile on her lips.

She pressed forward step by step, constantly testing Prince Yi's bottom line.

And the prince still did not expel her despite such provocation.

This is enough to show that she occupies an extraordinary position in Prince Yi's heart.

Su Rao was secretly delighted. It seemed that she could move forward with her plan more boldly...

Every wear and tear on the clothes has been carefully mended to make them seamless.

Su Rao then slowly opened the door and walked into the corridor. Her eyes inadvertently swept across the rows of calm and simple bookshelves.

It finally stopped at a Buddhist scripture that was very old.

The cover of the Buddhist scripture has turned slightly yellow due to the baptism of time, and the words between the pages have also lost some of their luster.

Yet it still exudes an indescribable solemnity and tranquility.

Su Rao's fingers gently stroked the spine of the book, as if feeling the years that had accumulated in it.

After a moment, she carefully pulled a carefully folded note from her sleeve.

She gently embedded the note into the pages of the book, as if quietly placing a secret thought in her heart.

Afterwards, she gently put the Buddhist scriptures back to their original place. All her movements were delicate and silent, as if she didn't want to disturb the tranquility.

The lunch bell rang slowly, and Su Rao walked slowly towards the restaurant.

He sat down naturally in the familiar seat. Mo Yi, the servant who always appeared at the right time.

Holding two bowls of freshly cooked rice in both hands, steaming and surrounded by white mist.

Su Rao took the bowl with a smile, picked up the chopsticks and started to enjoy this simple and warm meal.

Across the dinner table, Prince Yi cast his deep gaze at Su Rao from time to time, with a bit of scrutiny and curiosity.

Su Rao felt this gaze, and although her heart was moved, her face was filled with a bright smile.

He invited her enthusiastically, "Your Highness, the food is hot, please enjoy it quickly. Don't let the food get cold while you wait."

After these words were spoken, Prince Yi looked a little stunned, obviously feeling surprised by Su Rao's casual attitude.

In the afternoon, the sunlight shines through the window lattices onto the room filled with the fragrance of books.

Su Rao once again immersed herself in the unfinished reading she had done in the morning. The seemingly ordinary Buddhist scripture became her spiritual sustenance for the entire afternoon.

Time passes quietly as the pages of the book are turned, until the afterglow of the setting sun gradually dyes the sky red.

She closed the book reluctantly, and her figure slowly disappeared in the sunset outside the door.

After she left, Prince Yi's gaze quietly fell on the frequently read Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf.

A wave of doubts arose in his mind: What kind of words could make this seemingly unruly woman concentrate for a whole day?

Finally, curiosity drove him to stand up, take out the Buddhist scripture, and slowly open the cover.

The contents were not unfamiliar to him, as he had already memorized every word and sentence of the Buddhist scriptures.

Just as he was about to close the book, his fingertips accidentally touched a foreign object stuck in the book.

A thin piece of paper.

Prince Yi pursed his lips and gently unfolded the paper. Then, an unexpected blush crept up his cheeks. On the paper, a picture of a lady appeared before his eyes.

The woman in the painting is dressed in a simple white dress, leaning against the railing with a graceful posture.

There is an irresistible charm in her eyes, and the cinnabar mole under the corner of the eye adds a bit of seductive charm.

That was clearly Su Rao's appearance, lifelike and captivating.

The sudden shock made Prince Yi feel like he was electrocuted, and he quickly threw the drawing paper aside.

However, the image of the lady painting seemed to have left a mark in his heart that could not be easily erased.

The next morning, Mo Yi looked at his prince, who was as silent as ever.

The doubts in my heart grew stronger.

Recalling that a few days ago, another woman's rude behavior made the prince very angry.

The prince reflected that his loss of control of his emotions went against the principles of Buddhism, so he punished himself and remained silent for seven consecutive days.

Now is the first day after the punishment ended, and the prince has not made any mistakes.

Why do I fall into this state of self-isolation again, as if I am conducting a deeper inner practice?

Mo Yi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to disturb this rare tranquility.

Su Rao carried an exquisite lunch box in her hand and stepped lightly over the threshold.

The sunlight shines on her body, adding a touch of tenderness to this morning.

Her thoughts were like fallen leaves blown by the breeze, drifting around, and she kept pondering over her impulsive behavior yesterday.

That longing yet unattainable feeling is like a flower bud in the drizzle of spring.

It was both beautiful and disturbing, and she couldn't help but think about His Royal Highness Prince Yi, who had a cold and indifferent personality.

Deep down in your heart, is there a subtle emotion that is touched?

Just as Su Rao was immersed in self-reflection, a burly old woman seemed to suddenly jump out from the shadows at the alley entrance.

He rushed towards her head-on, and the lunch box in his hand slipped out of his hand with a dull thud.

The food was scattered all over the floor, and the air was instantly filled with an enticing aroma, mixed with a discordant and tense atmosphere.

"you--"

Before Su Rao finished her words, she felt her scalp tighten as the old woman grabbed her hair roughly.

The powerful hands were like iron clamps, lifting her up.

She lost her balance instantly, and her body was pulled forward involuntarily.

She struggled desperately, using her hands and feet to try to break free from the restraints.

But the woman was so strong that she was like a giant bull in the mountains.

No matter how hard she tried, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it was of no use.

At this moment, another old woman joined the battle and attacked from both sides.

Two loud slaps sounded like thunder in the quiet morning.

The burning pain quickly spread to Su Rao's cheek, even covering up the pain of her skin rubbing against the ground.

The shock made her dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.