The Virtuous Concubine

The laughter of Kangxi and the princess, the noise of Yongshou Palace and the princes' residence, and the storm outside were all unable to reach the layers of curtains in Yuqing Palace.

Malu and the prince snuggled together and whispered.

Today, Malu did not come here just to enjoy herself. She was very responsible and taught the prince how he should behave.

These are things that should indeed be learned well.

The prince was also afraid that he would not be able to learn well, so he endured it again and again, and hardened it again and again, but he still listened carefully to every word that Malu said.

The dim candlelight shone through the fine cloth onto Malu's face and body, casting a thin layer of light on her beautiful face and snow-white, plump skin.

The prince stared at her intently, looking her up and down, exploring her inside and out, not missing any tiny details, as if he wanted to engrave every inch of her beauty in the depths of his soul.

Both knew that this might be their only chance to get close.

So in the dim and quiet place, Malu threw away all his restraints and reserve, becoming exceptionally bold and passionate.

She reached out and gently held the prince's hand, patiently guiding him and telling him how the two of them should cooperate.

The prince was indeed very intelligent, not only did he learn very quickly, but he was also able to draw inferences from what he had learned. He quickly mastered the trick and performed every move just right.

His performance made Malu more and more intoxicated, and her breathing became more and more rapid. At this moment, she couldn't even speak clearly, and could only make some intermittent and unclear murmurs.

"How is my study going?" The prince whispered in Malu's ear, his warm breath spraying on her earlobe.

Malu couldn't help but grab his shoulders and leaned back, her eyes full of love and obsession, her graceful posture full of signals for help: "Your Highness... there is no other like you in the world... you are so smart——"

Her voice was like a nightingale humming in the night, with a slight tremor, and all the compliments were finally swallowed up by the intertwined lips and tongues of the two.

When the prince heard Malu's praise, a hint of pride and satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

It's not like I'm the only one who can't control myself and can't help my emotions!

It was also the first time for him to experience it so thoroughly. He was afraid of missing any details or doing something wrong and hurting the limp woman in front of him.

Seeing that she was satisfied, the prince felt relieved and began to enjoy himself.

What Malu liked most was his proud look. Seeing him so smug, she forced herself to cheer up from her whirlpool of happiness and serve the prince.

However, fearing that he might hurt himself by enjoying himself too much, Malu only taught him for a short while using both hands and mouth, and then sat for a long time. Only when she felt that it was about time did she let the prince take the initiative again.

Let him handle these matters.

Malu felt dizzy and confused, thinking: "It's better to be young."

When the prince saw that she was about to faint, he wondered if this was the point she had mentioned.

He did not stop and repeatedly called her tentatively: "Madam De? Madam De?"

Malu was brought back to her senses by the call. She could not stand such torture any longer. She stretched out her hand and pinched the soft flesh on the prince's waist, saying, "Be gentle! And don't call me like that at this time."

The prince instantly took a breath of cold air and his whole body tensed up.

Just this small action tortured the prince so much that he could not express his pain.

The prince took a long time to relax, then he let go of Malu and turned to the other side, exclaiming, "Oh my God."

Malu covered her mouth and laughed: "You have come to this day!"

The prince looked at Malu's smug look and realized that every moment was worth a thousand gold. He did not care about his own tiredness and suddenly reached out and pulled Malu into his arms, making her unable to move at all and could only stay in his arms obediently.

Malu exclaimed, "Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

He leaned close to Malu's ear and whispered, "Mrs. Sis gave me the fire avoidance map. We have only tried three of the interesting methods on it tonight. As the saying goes, one thing is better than two masters. How about you accompany me tonight to try all the methods on the map one by one?"

The voice carried an irresistible temptation.

Malu's cheeks flushed when she heard the prince's words.

So what's the point of teaching yourself?

Everyone knows how to do it!

She thought she was teaching him, but in his eyes she was just being reckless and casual!

"Your Highness, this... How can this be done? You and your wives and concubines should try to find out the method." Her voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible.

The prince ignored it and gently bit Malu's delicate earlobe: "Then try another one, okay?"

Malu wanted to resist, but it seemed as if all the strength had been drained from his body and he was out of control.

"Your Highness... You are really my nemesis." Malu snuggled in the prince's arms, panting slightly: "As long as I can make you happy, I am willing to do anything."

After using up his last bit of strength to finish his words, Malu closed his eyes slightly and left the rest to the prince.

The prince was amused and broke his promise. He coaxed Malu with soft words and begged her like a spoiled child. Malu finally couldn't stand his pestering and accompanied him to try two methods on the fire avoidance map.

Malu was also very tired. The prince was really energetic, but even if she had a hundred times the courage, she would not dare to fall asleep like this.

She took advantage of the prince's deep sleep and broke free from his arms. She didn't even have time to call for water and hurriedly put on her clothes. Every movement she made was very gentle, for fear of waking the prince.

After Malu put on her clothes, she carefully tidied her hair and put on concealing makeup again.

When she reached the door, she looked at the prince's sleeping face. As if bewitched, she couldn't help but turn back and walked to the prince's bed.

She leaned down slightly and placed a kiss as soft as a feather on the prince's smooth forehead.

She was really wrong. Not only did she put herself in danger, but she also dragged the prince into an endless abyss, implicated the prince, and sunk with her.

At this moment, the Eighth Prince, who had returned empty-handed from the Qianqing Palace, had already arrived at the gate of Wangpin's palace.

This time, it’s not something that Wangpin can stop.

After Liang Jiugong informed the emperor, the Eighth Prince knelt down immediately after seeing Kangxi. With grief and anxiety, he told Kangxi the news that Imperial Concubine Wenxi had passed away suddenly in the middle of the night.

The Eighth Prince fell to the ground and said sadly, "I have been looking everywhere for this place. I hope Your Majesty will accept my condolences and go to Yongshou Palace to take charge of the situation as soon as possible."

Wang Concubine stood by the side, her face changing from bright to dark, no one knew what she was thinking. Kangxi immediately stood up, his expression solemn: "Go to Yongshou Palace! Wei Zhu, you go and inform De Zhao and other concubines to go to Yongshou Palace quickly, just as... just as a final farewell to Wen Xi."