After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Ouyang Jing said calmly, "She was chosen by my mother, not by me. Now you are the Crown Princess."

"What about her?" Anman asked.

"Princess Ping." Ouyang Jing's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

"What?" Anman's voice suddenly rose. "You want her, a princess like me, to be on equal footing? I disagree! She must be demoted to a concubine!"

Ouyang Jing looked at Anman's childish temper and did not feel angry. Instead, he found it a little funny.

He patiently explained, "Princess Ping is no different from a concubine, and she and I have no feelings for each other, so Princess, don't worry."

"Then we have no emotional foundation!" An Man blurted out, "I'm a princess, the legitimate princess of Anguo. How can I be on equal footing with others?"

Ouyang Jing was a little impatient, his brows furrowed, and his tone turned cold: "Princess, now that we are here, it is your father's turn to make the decision. If you really don't want to, you can talk to your father."

An Man was shocked when she saw the anger in Ouyang Jing's eyes. She immediately subsided a little and said coquettishly, "Forget it, then you just promise me that you must treat me better than her in the future." She twisted her sleeves with her slender fingers, and there was a hint of uneasiness and expectation in her eyes.

Ouyang Jing did not reply, but turned his gaze to the window. The carriage was silent for a moment.

The carriage finally stopped at the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

Xie Mishuang was dressed in plain clothes and stood quietly in front of the mansion gate. When she saw the prince get off the carriage, she wanted to go forward to greet him.

However, Ouyang Jing didn't even look at her. He turned around and took Anman's hand and got off the carriage.

His movements were natural, as if Xie Mishuang didn't exist at all.

After Anman got off the carriage, Ouyang Jing withdrew his hand.

When Xie Mishuang saw this scene, his heart sank slightly. It should be... this is just out of politeness.

An Man looked at Xie Mishuang. She was wearing plain clothes, but it couldn't hide her beautiful face.

If she dresses up well, she might even look better than me.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Anman's eyes, and she asked arrogantly: "Are you a maid in this mansion? This princess thinks you are worthy of her attention, so you will serve me and His Highness to bed tonight." She raised her chin slightly, with a hint of contempt in her tone.

"The Queen is not a maid, she is..." Qinghe spoke quickly, but was interrupted by Xie Mishuang.

"Oh?" An Man seemed to understand something, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you the old Crown Princess?"

Xie Mishuang ignored Anman's ridicule and turned his gaze to Ouyang Jing who was standing beside him.

Ouyang Jing had an indifferent expression on his face and didn't say anything, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

His indifference, like a sharp knife, pierced Xie Mishuang's heart.

"Now I am the mistress of this house," Anman looked around and said arrogantly, "So is there any problem with you coming to help me and His Highness go to bed tonight? Even if you are a concubine, it should be my intention." A smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Xie Mishuang's fingers felt slightly cold, and his face turned even paler.

She took a deep breath, tried to control her emotions, and said calmly, "I feel a little unwell tonight, so I won't bother the princess and your highness."

After saying that, Xie Mishuang turned and left.

Before leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Jing.

Ouyang Jing saw the sadness on her face and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Did something really happen between him and her?

The thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately rejected it.

She must be just trying to confuse him with her pitiful appearance.

After Xie Mishuang left, An Man looked at her receding back with a smug look on her face, with a hint of contempt at the corner of her mouth.

"You are still too young to fight with me!" She thought to herself. Now that she was here, she would let everyone in the mansion know that she was the Crown Princess!

She excitedly took Ouyang Jing's hand and said in a soft voice, "Your Highness, look, your Concubine Ping is just like this! Let's go back to the room!"

Ouyang Jing frowned slightly, said nothing, and let Anman pull him towards the bedroom.

His indifference towards Xie Mishuang was not entirely sincere, but Anman was the princess of the An Kingdom, and this marriage concerned the diplomatic relations between the two countries, so he had to be cautious.

Soon, the two arrived at the bedroom.

Anman couldn't wait to take off her complicated outer clothes, leaving only a red gauze inner dress, revealing her curves, and waiting for Ouyang Jing shyly.

She was confident that no man could resist such temptation.

Ouyang Jing looked at Anman, but a trace of resistance arose in his heart.

Xie Mishuang's pale but stubborn face flashed through his mind, and he felt inexplicably irritated.

But in the end, he resigned himself to his fate and sat on the wedding bed.

He knew that this was his responsibility as the crown prince.

On the other side, Xie Mishuang was lying on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

Is he really going to spend the night with another woman tonight?

She touched her slightly bulging belly, and a piercing pain came from her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have given my heart and soul to him...

"Dong dong dong..."

A knock on the door interrupted Xie Mishuang's thoughts.

"Your Majesty, it's you." Qinghe's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in." Xie Mishuang tried to calm himself down and said softly.

Qinghe pushed the door open and walked in, with an unconcealable joy on her face.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just went to the study. It looks like nothing will happen between him and the princess!"

Xie Mishuang was immediately delighted when he heard this. "Really?"

"Absolutely true!" Qing He said excitedly, "I specifically asked Li Zhong to stay outside His Highness's study tonight and not let him go to that princess!"

Xie Mishuang couldn't help but laugh, then she thought that this situation might only be temporary, and she still had to find a way to restore his memory as soon as possible. Only in this way could she truly have her own happiness.

"Qinghe, thank you." Xie Mishuang said sincerely.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I was just doing what I should do." Qinghe said quickly.

The next morning, An Man waited for Ouyang Jing in the bedroom all night, but he never came back. She was furious and went to the study in a rage.

"Where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Anman asked angrily.

Li Zhong quickly stopped her and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still handling government affairs. Princess, please return to your room and wait."

"I am the Crown Princess and I have important business to discuss with the Crown Prince. Who do you think you are to stop me? Get out of here!" An Man was furious and pushed Li Zhong away, about to rush into the study.

Li Zhong stood upright at the study door, saying calmly, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince has instructed that no one is allowed to disturb you."

In his heart, the Crown Princess is only Xie Mishuang.