The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

He heard a strange noise coming from the inner room, and curiosity welled up in his heart. He walked over cautiously, wanting to find out what was going on. However, when he pushed open the door, the scene before him shocked him! He saw the emperor's new beautiful concubine lying on the bed with a maid, both of them disheveled and in an ambiguous posture.

He turned pale with fear, trembling all over, and hurriedly left the room. His mind was in a turmoil, unsure how to handle this sudden situation. He knew the seriousness of this matter; if anyone discovered it, the consequences would be disastrous. While he was thinking about how to get the two men away without anyone noticing, he was also worried that his actions would cause even greater trouble.

At this moment, he suddenly caught sight of the Fifth Prince leading a group of people towards him. With a smile on his face, the Fifth Prince, Yan Jin, asked, "Eunuch He, what are you doing here? Have you found the Crown Prince?" It turned out that all of this was deliberately arranged by Yan Jin, with the goal of letting everyone witness Yan Heng's licentious and immoral side.

Eunuch He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he even stuttered. After all, the emperor's woman was lying in this room!

Seeing Eunuch He so frightened, Yan Jin mistakenly assumed he was frightened because he had discovered Yan Heng's scandal. He rushed into the house even more eagerly, muttering to himself, "Eunuch He, why are you so afraid to go to the Crown Prince?" The other ministers exchanged glances, fearing they would be drawn into the royal family's secrets. They all paused at the doorway, not daring to step into the house.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jin asked, smiling. He knew the thoughts of these ministers well. Some of them were already friendly with him and had always been dissatisfied with the crown prince. At this moment, they might be waiting for an opportunity, a chance to challenge the crown prince.

As expected, several ministers gritted their teeth and followed Yan Jin into the room without hesitation.

Yan Jin couldn't wait to lift the gauze curtain, thinking he would see the prince and two women, but he found only two women on the bed.

This unexpected scene shocked everyone present, and even the ministers who were originally furious were stunned.

Suddenly, one of the ministers recognized the identity of the woman on the bed and his face turned pale as paper.

"What are you all doing here? He Zheng, I asked you to find the prince, why are you standing here?" At this moment, the emperor's voice was heard.

At this moment, the Emperor's voice rang out from afar: "What are you all doing here? He Zheng, I told you to find the Crown Prince, why are you standing here?" Everyone trembled with fear at the Emperor's question and knelt down. Yan Yintian frowned, feeling a surge of unease. He thought something had happened to the Crown Prince and hurried over. When he lifted the gauze curtain, the worry in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a hint of relief.

However, Yan Jin, standing by, keenly noticed the subtle change in Yan Yintian's expression. A glint of hatred flashed in his eyes. Yan Jin gritted his teeth and vowed to himself that he would one day make Yan Yintian regret choosing that fool Yan Heng.

Zhang Ji had been hiding nearby, observing. By now, he had fully grasped the situation: the Fifth Prince was responsible. "Someone, drag Concubine Zhao away," Yan Yintian said coldly. He flicked his sleeves, turned, and left the palace.

Yan Yintian had just walked out of the palace gate when he ran into Zhang Ji, who was pretending to have just arrived. Yan Yintian stopped and asked Zhang Ji, "Where is your master?"

Upon hearing the emperor's question, Zhang Ji quickly replied, "Your Majesty, His Highness drank a bit too much today, and now his dryness has recurred, giving him an unbearable headache. So, he's gone back to rest. His Highness even sent me here to tell you about this."

Yan Yintian felt a little relieved when he heard Zhang Ji say this. He nodded and said to Zhang Ji, "Then you should go back and serve your master quickly. Remember to ask the young palace maid who knows medicine to take a look."

Zhang Ji quickly responded, then saluted the emperor before turning and leaving.

Since the main guests had already left, the banquet soon ended. After Yan Jin returned to his residence, he immediately called his subordinates over. He stared at them with a gloomy face and asked fiercely, "Where is Yan Heng? Why didn't Yan Heng show up in the Guanyi Hall?!"

The man knelt down quickly and trembled as he said, "My lord, I saw with my own eyes that eunuch locked the prince in the Guanyi Hall. Who would have thought..."

Yan Jin was so angry that he smashed the inkstone on the man's head, and blood gushed out instantly.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window into the room, casting patches of dappled light and shadow. Yan Heng slowly awoke, and subconsciously reached out to rub his arms. On the journey to the southwest, Yan Heng and Wenrou often shared a room together, and over time, he had become accustomed to waking up each morning with a sweet, soft person in his arms.

Today, however, the touch felt quite different. He lowered his head and saw a dense mass of marks covering her gentle body, some even tinged with purple. At that moment, the events of last night flooded back into Yan Heng's mind, and his memories became crystal clear.

At that moment, Wenrou also slowly opened her eyes. She moaned softly and reached out to rub her aching waist. Then, she was shocked to find herself lying naked in the prince's arms. Their eyes met, both of them were stunned. Yan Heng cleared his throat and whispered, "I will be responsible for you to the end." Wenrou blinked and responded almost without thinking, "Your Highness, let's just pretend nothing happened!"

Hearing this, Yan Heng's face suddenly darkened, his brows furrowed as he demanded, "You're already an orphan woman, how can you just pretend nothing happened? Are you still dreaming of remarrying someone else?"

Wenrou was still a bit dazed, not yet fully recovered, so naturally she didn't notice Yan Heng's unusual mood. Worried that Yan Heng would misunderstand her and continue to pester her, she hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, please rest assured. I currently have no plans to leave the palace and marry. I will stay in the Eastern Palace for five years and repay the money you gave my father."

Yan Heng narrowed his eyes and repeated, "You don't want to get married now, so five years later, when you leave the palace, you will want to get married, right?"

Wenrou climbed up from the bed, covered herself tightly with the quilt, then nodded and responded seriously: "Your Highness, I want to find a poor scholar in the future. Daddy said that poor scholars will only marry one wife in their lifetime. How does the saying go? A lifetime of one pair."