Quick Wear: The Concubine is Seductive and Seduces the Mistress

Liu Fuyin was listening with great interest when she heard a scolding. Then, Nanny Chun, the housekeeper of Linfeng Residence, came in and said, "Miss Ayin, I think the prince will be back soon. It's time to wash up."

After Nanny Chun finished speaking, she took her to the side room to take a bath. Seeing that her face was tense and nervous, she couldn't help but comfort her: "The prince is a very gentle person. He is always kind to us servants. He will not blame us even if we do something wrong. Miss Ayin will not be so nervous."

A layer of petals floated in the wooden barrel that could hold one person. The person inside shrank under the water, revealing his delicate collarbone. The scenery was vague. His curled fingers suddenly opened and he nodded timidly, "Thank you, Ma'am."

After the consolation, of course, a warning had to be given. When it came to Lu Yingqin, Nanny Chun kept chattering: "After taking a bath, Miss Ayin should go to the prince's room and wait. He has a simple mind and is still studying. Just teach him a little, but don't do anything to seduce the master..."

No matter what she said, Liu Fuyin responded perfunctorily and obediently. After taking a bath, she put on her pajamas, which were only tied with the belt around her waist. The clothes would fall apart if she pulled them... It was really convenient.

After taking a shower, Liu Fuyin went to Lu Yingqin's bedroom. On the other side, the family had their meal and left. The cousins, who had always been in harmony, started arguing on the way back to their room.

"Cousin, do you really have nothing to say to me?" In the evening, when Lu Yingqin came back, the two had a small quarrel. Although he was called to dinner, he was an outsider after all, so he ignored him and remained silent all night.

"Qingrang, this is a common thing. If you were at home, you would also have a concubine when you were my age." Lu Yingqin sighed and spoke with a little helplessness.

"what about me?"

Perhaps it was because Song Qingrang was only sixteen years old and looked half a head shorter than him when standing in front of him, but Lu Yingqin was indeed taller than his peers and he was thin, so he looked a little delicate when standing together.

He almost cried out when he asked these three words. He didn't know where he should stand to question him, but when he thought about it, he really had never promised him anything. But he couldn't help but ask uncomfortably, "Song Qingrang, what do you think of me?"

Song Qingrang said that he was a distant relative of the princess, but in the end he was a dependent. He had been very cautious in the princess's mansion for so many years and was bullied by the servants. Only Lu Yingqin was different. He would protect him and treat him as an equal. As time went by, he became more and more dependent on him, and his gratitude also changed without anyone noticing.

Love between men is not tolerated by the secular world, and those who cause such love throughout history have been despised by people.

So he had been hiding it very well all these years, and was also secretly hoping to change Lu Yingqin, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, for he was afraid of being disliked by him. Until last year's birthday, he revealed his feelings while drunk, and the two of them were in a cold war for a long time.

He was prepared to be called disgusting and to be shunned, but finally Lu Yingqin compromised. He said that he didn't feel disgusted, but just felt that it was not tolerated by the world and needed to think about it again. The past few months passed in a daze, and on the surface, the two of them were still as friendly and respectful to each other as before.

But now, he actually wants to have a concubine.

How could he accept this? Song Qingrang's tears welled up in his eyes after he finished speaking. This was the first time he cried like this. He had never cried like this before, even when he was alienated by his father after he expressed his love for him.

Having not heard him speak for a long time, Song Qingrang smiled self-deprecatingly and turned away.

Lu Yingqin felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't chase after her. He just froze for a moment and then went back to Linfengju. After all, they were not suitable for each other.

After returning to the courtyard, Lu Yingqin's face regained its usual smile, "Mammy, have you boiled the water?"

"It's all ready. Your Highness looks a little haggard. Studying is important, but don't be too tired."

Lu Yingqin nodded. This Nanny Chun was his wet nurse. After his father died in the war, his mother was negative for several years and it was the wet nurse who comforted her, so the two had a very close relationship.

After bathing, Lu Yingqin went into the inner bedroom. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the coolly dressed girl standing in front of the couch, but then he realized, "You are the concubine that mother arranged for me!"

"Yes, I am the servant Liu Fuyin."

Lu Yingqin had seen this girl before. She was the daughter of Madam Liu. She was extremely beautiful and he remembered her at first sight. Now taking a closer look, he saw that she was indeed beautiful, with a fair face, red lips and enchanting curves. Her nightgown could not hide her graceful figure at all, and the charm between her eyebrows could not be concealed.

When he came in, he was still holding a book in his hand. Lu Yingqin was not a particularly smart man. He relied on his acquired efforts to get to where he is now. He originally wanted to review his lessons, but as soon as he held the book, he thought of Song Qingrang's tearful eyes. What's more, he was a real man. It was his first time seeing this scene, so it was inevitable that he couldn't calm down.

Lu Yingqin closed his eyes, swallowed slightly, and said, "Let's put him there."