The cruel little princess

Puning Temple, this ancient temple looks even more quiet and cold in the cold winter. The white snow falls on the eaves and corners, and the bluestone road is also covered with a layer of white, just like a light ink landscape painting, with a bit of coldness in the quietness.

In the side room of the temple, it was warm like spring, with mist hanging thickly. Princess Fukang was sitting lazily in the bathtub.

Several maids surrounded her, each doing their own job. Some gently applied perfume to her, the delicate cream slowly spreading on her skin, and the rich fragrance filled the air.

Some carefully rubbed the essential oils with skillful techniques, moving them all the way down the arms and shoulder blades, meticulously caring for every inch of skin;

Others focused on back massage with just the right amount of force, causing the princess to sigh with pleasure from time to time.

"Princess! Are you sure you want to do this? ... We...will have no way out..."

Cui Liu, Princess Fukang's personal maid, had a terrified look on her face. She leaned close to the princess's ear and spoke in a very low voice, looking around vigilantly from time to time. Her trembling tone was full of worry and anxiety.

Princess Fukang raised her lips in a resolute arc, her beautiful eyes flashing with coldness and determination, "This princess is very sure! Very serious!

I tell you to do it!

If I don’t have this opportunity, I’m afraid this princess won’t be able to get anything good! Go quickly!

Her tone was unquestionable, carrying the majesty of someone who had long held a high position, mixed with the courage of a person who was risking everything on her fate.

At this moment, although she was immersed in the bathtub, she seemed to be in control of an invisible battle, and every move she made was full of planning.

"Yes..." Cui Liu didn't dare to say anything more. She frowned and lowered her head, then hurriedly retreated and prepared to do as the princess instructed.

"Haha!" Princess Fukang put a hot cloth on her face. The warmth of the cloth made her cheeks flush, adding a bit of charm.

She casually instructed, "Apply a little to the left side of your chest! Rub in more essential oil! And put some more on your hair..."

She grew up in the palace since she was a child. Her mother was a noble concubine, holding a high position and power, second only to the queen. She had long been aware of the power struggles in the palace and the various tricks that men liked.

In the past, she relied on her noble status and never used these methods when facing the young general Shen Zijin who did not understand romance.

But who would have thought that Shen Zijin was like a stubborn rock, completely unmoved by her advances, which really frustrated her.

"Well! If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to someone else!" She thought to herself that this time she must take the initiative to turn the situation around.

After careful care, Princess Fukang came out of the bath, exuding an alluring fragrance all over her body, just like a fragrant orchid blooming in the dark night.

She gracefully put on a light bellyband, which was embroidered with delicate lotus patterns, outlined with gold thread, and shimmered in the candlelight.

Then put on the underwear, the material is smooth and fits the body shape.

She was covered with a layer of translucent gauze skirt on the outside, and the gauze flowed like water. As she moved, the beautiful scenery inside was faintly revealed.

The sky gradually darkened and the night spread like ink. Cui Liu had already taken the things back as the princess had instructed.

Seeing that the princess was dressed so thinly in this cold winter, she felt pity and hurriedly took a fox fur cloak from the side. The fur of the cloak was pure, shiny black and smooth. It was a treasure tribute from the Western Regions and was extremely warm.

"Princess, no matter what your plans are, since no one has arrived yet, please dress first and don't catch a cold. It would be very bad if you caught a cold..."

As Cui Liu spoke, she carefully put a cloak on the princess and tied the jade belt, her movements gentle and skillful.

Princess Fukang thought what she said made sense, so she let her do what she wanted. Then she raised her eyes and said with her red lips: "Serve the meal first! Wait a moment..."

As if she suddenly remembered something, she covered her mouth and smiled, and that smile hid the shyness and cunning of a girl.

"But it's a strenuous job! I can't stand the tossing without food... Let's have a few soft and easy-to-digest dishes, and a roast goose..."

In her opinion, the upcoming "tough battle" requires sufficient physical strength, and delicious food is indispensable.

Cui Liu's hand, which was concentrating on tying her jade belt, suddenly paused, her expression slightly flustered. She quickly replied, "Princess, we are still in Puning Temple. There is no meat here, only vegetarian food. I hope Princess will tolerate it for a while!"

Puning Temple has strict rules and regulations and observes fasting. This pure Buddhist place naturally does not tolerate any meat or fish.

Princess Fukang thought for a moment and realized that the overall situation was more important at the moment. A little appetite was nothing. The key lay in the subsequent plans.

Princess Fukang then waved her hand and said lazily, "Then let's have whatever we have!"

After saying this, she looked at her makeup carefully in the bronze mirror again, her eyes moving around, examining whether her eyebrows and eyes were perfect. She looked like a little girl who was about to meet her lover in secret, full of joy and nervousness, shy and charming.

After dinner, Princess Fukang cleaned her mouth with Cui Liu helping her. She looked up at the bright candles in the side room and felt they were too glaring. She immediately ordered, "Take some away. They're too bright..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several maids immediately stepped forward and deftly removed a few candles. The light in the room dimmed instantly, leaving only two candles swaying on the table. The dim light barely outlined the contours of the furnishings in the room, adding a bit of ambiguity and haziness.

As the time for her appointment with His Royal Highness Prince Jin was approaching, Princess Fukang looked at Cui Liu sharply with a serious expression: "Did you remember everything I told you just now?!"

Cui Liu was startled and quickly knelt down, lowering her body with her forehead touching the ground. She said in a clear and loud voice, "Princess, I've made a note of this!"

She knew that this matter was of great importance, concerning the princess's future, and involving the power struggles between many court and palace forces, so she dared not make any mistakes.

"That's good! You must do as I say!

That useless Fu Junhua hasn't even sent back a single message in half a day...

This princess can't rely on him anymore!

Then I have no choice but to do it myself! If you can’t even handle such a small matter…”

Princess Fukang reached out and gently patted Cuiliu's face. The coolness of her fingertips made Cuiliu shiver. The princess spoke in a leisurely tone, yet with a chilling chill, "I never keep useless people around me!"

"I will follow the princess's orders! I dare not slack off for a moment!" Cui Liu kowtowed like crazy to show her loyalty. Her forehead turned red from knocking on the ground, and her eyes were full of fear and determination.

"Okay, get up!"

Princess Fukang casually blew on her carefully manicured fingernails, which were painted with nail polish, a blood-red color that looked strangely gorgeous in the dim candlelight.

She opened her red lips slightly, speaking slowly but clearly, "Be sure to seize the opportunity! Wait... and leave within two quarters of an hour of coming in..."

Although she did not explicitly tell them what they were going to do, Cui Liu had followed the princess for many years and had already understood what she was going to do. She knew that this was a key part of the princess's careful plan and that any mistake would lead to eternal damnation.

"Princess, please rest assured! I will definitely do this beautifully!" Cui Liu straightened her back, her expression firm, and her eyes revealed the determination to face death.

"Well... all of you go down!" Princess Fukang nodded towards the side room, signaling the maids to clear the area. Everyone filed out with light steps, not daring to make any sound.

"By the way, light the incense..." Princess Fukang ordered Cui Liu who was walking at the end.

Cui Liu hurried back, holding an exquisite incense burner in her hand, and gently lit the special incense. The faint fragrance rose and filled the house.

The fragrance is rich and a bit sweet, which has the effect of bewitching people and stirring emotions.

It is the aphrodisiac incense commonly used by the imperial concubine of Qinglong Kingdom!

After everything was settled, Cui Liu retreated quietly.

At this time, Princess Fukang was the only one left in the room. She slowly walked towards the bed, reached out to untie the jade belt of her cloak, and let the fox fur cloak slide to the ground, forming a soft pile.

She was wearing a layer of transparent gauze on the outside, lying on her side on the bed, her figure graceful and curves exposed. She raised her hand to tidy her hair and struck a most charming pose.

The roundness of her chest is clearly visible under the veil, like a beautiful and imaginative painting. Any man who sees it will probably have his blood boiling and his heart fluttering.

As the night fell completely, everything was silent, and only the sound of the bell from Puning Temple could be heard.

Princess Fukang gradually became aroused in the lingering scent of incense. Her breathing became rapid and heavy, her chest rose and fell slightly, and her eyes became a little hazy and trance-like, as if she was immersed in a beautiful dream.

Little did they know that this carefully planned chess game had just begun, and the subsequent victory or defeat, blessing or disaster, all lay quietly in the unpredictable hands of fate...

Outside Puning Temple, the cold wind howled, as if whispering about the impending changes in the situation.

Behind the tightly closed door of the compartment, a drama about power, love and fate is slowly unfolding. Princess Fukang has already made her debut, waiting for the key person to step into this carefully arranged "gentle trap". From then on, the gears of the story begin to mesh and turn, and it will be difficult to stop.