The mistress is not a cannon fodder, the cold prince falls in love with her every night

Liu Xu was promoted to a concubine and was very happy.

A banquet was specially set up in Piaoxiang Pavilion, waiting for Pei Yan to come back and celebrate together.

"Pei Lang, today marks the first step towards our success. Let me toast to our bright future with this glass of wine!"

Liu Xu poured a full cup and looked at Pei Yan opposite her with a wandering look.

In the past few months, she has been living a life of misery in the Marquis' Mansion.

Every moment it felt like an invisible hand was strangling her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. Not only that, every step she took forward felt like she was stepping on thorns, and the excruciating pain made it difficult for her to move forward.

Today, she finally saw the light.

A concubine's status was second only to the wife. In this mansion, she could finally be considered a proper mistress. If Liu Xu could achieve this today, she would have an even more glorious tomorrow!

At this moment, she held Pei Yan's hand tightly, and finally felt that the man in front of her was hers.

Not only Pei Yan, but also the entire Marquis' Mansion.

As long as she could break free from those invisible shackles, she believed she could change the color of the world!

Today, she finally took the most important step.

"Xu'er, you are my pride! Let's celebrate our bright future!" Pei Yan was in a good mood.

Concubine Wen and Prince Jing were very happy about Liu Xu's surrender. They promised him that he would be the first to be rewarded with the first prize when the matter was accomplished!

What Marquis!

By then he will be a first-class duke!

He has power over the government and is second only to the emperor!

The two of them were celebrating in a loving manner.

Lai Wang hurried over and knocked on the door, his tone hurried but also a little excited:

"Sir, the lights in Fangfei Garden are on."

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The palace lanterns in Fangfei Garden were hung high.

In the darkness of the night, you can see it clearly from a distance.

Ruyi leaned against the door frame, cracking melon seeds, feeling a little sad but mostly gloating.

"The palace lanterns are lit, and we can finally enjoy the show."

The little girl didn't understand and asked naively, "Auntie Ru, what does it mean when the palace lanterns are lit?"

"Fool! The princess is a royal noble, unlike ordinary women. If she doesn't want to see her husband, he will never touch her in his lifetime. But if she wants to summon him, all she has to do is light the palace lanterns."

The little girl seemed to understand, but not quite, and said after a long while:

"But I saw the young master go to Piaoxiang Pavilion. Today is the wedding day of Madam Liu taking a concubine, and the young master should stay in her room overnight."

"Yes, this is that bitch Liu Xu's wedding night. I don't know what tricks she used, but she actually climbed ahead of me. But no matter how high she climbs, can she still surpass the princess? Haha, the lights are on in the princess's courtyard tonight. What do you think, young master, are you going? Or not?"

"She's a princess, so of course she has to go!"

"Yeah, hehehe!"

……

"Pei Yan! You can't leave!"

After listening to Lai Wang's explanation of what lighting the lamp meant, Liu Xu's pretty drunken face instantly lost all color!

Her lips trembled as she held onto Pei Yan's sleeve tightly, fearing that he would fly away if she let go.

"Madam Liu, I'm not saying this to you, but don't take yourself too seriously. You may have been elevated to a noble concubine, but you're still a concubine! I'm a princess! The Emperor's most beloved Ninth Princess! Do you know what it means when the princess lights the palace lanterns and her husband doesn't go?"

Lai Wangjia's face was filled with disdain and anger. He stepped forward, pulled Liu Xu away and grabbed Pei Yan's hand, warning him in a harsh tone:

"Don't forget, you've already delayed the young master's future once. This time, don't drag the entire mansion into the mire! You don't want to live, but we old servants do!"

After saying this, he bowed to Pei Yan and urged:

"Sir, let's get going quickly."

As they were talking, they heard the Marquis' wife and her men hurried over to Piaoxiang Pavilion. Seeing Pei Yan was still in Liuxu's room, the Marquis' wife stamped her feet in anxiety.

"Why are you still dawdling? Yan'er, don't you know the priorities? Let's go! Let's go!"

"Pei Yan!" Liu Xu's heart was bleeding.

She looked at Pei Yan, wishing so much that he would stay with her tonight.

Not only because today was the day she promoted her concubine, but also because she wanted to prove that her weight in Pei Yan's heart was much heavier than that of the princess.

After all, she had just brought Pei Yan a future and hope today!

Facing Liu Xu's pleas to stay and Madam Hou's urging, Pei Yan paused for a moment, then solemnly grasped Liu Xu's hand and said,

"Xu'er, she is the monarch and I am the subject. Although I am the prince consort, in the end, I am nothing more than her servant."

"Xu'er, she summoned me, and I must go. If I don't go tonight, it would be a challenge to the imperial power. She can punish me and the entire Marquisate for contempt of the imperial power."

"Xu'er, I can't..."

After saying that, he ignored the pleading in Liu Xu's eyes and walked out without looking back.

The Marquis's wife glared at Liu Xu and followed him away.

Seeing that her hands and the room became empty, Liu Xu's heart also became empty.

"Ah!" She screamed, and the table full of food was swept to the ground.

……

Qingshanyuan.

Su Li fell into deep thought after listening to Nanny Li explain the meaning of lighting a lamp.

As the light was turned on, the battle between the Ninth Princess and Liu Xu officially began.

You know, in the original novel, the Ninth Princess and Liu Xu are best friends, and the Ninth Princess has been of great help to Liu Xu's business and rise.

But now my best friend has become my sworn enemy.

For Su Li, this is a good thing!

Liu Xu went to Prince Jing's camp, so can she win over the Ninth Princess to Prince Su's camp?

Prince Su, who is currently powerless, would have a better chance of winning if he could get the help of the Ninth Princess.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice Pei Heng entering the study.

"What are you thinking about? Thinking so absorbedly?"

Pei Heng reached out and took the account book in front of Su Li. He saw that she had been staring at that page for a long time.

"But are you too tired to look at these accounts? If you are tired, then don't look at them. Go find an accountant and hand them all over to him. It will save you from all this hard work."

Su Li came back to her senses and saw Pei Heng sitting in a wheelchair looking at the account book.

She smiled and said, "I like looking at the account books. It's not tiring at all. But you, your hands and feet have only just begun to move. Don't overwork yourself."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Pei Heng and pinched his fingers to stretch them.

Ever since Pei Heng's hands and feet were able to move again at Zhuangzi last time, she has urged him to do rehabilitation exercises every day.

Pei Heng had recovered well and could now stand up for a while with the help of a frame. However, he had been lying on the ground for too long and still didn't have the strength to walk. It took him a long time to move a step.

Although the fingers cannot perform some fine movements, they can move freely.

Pei Heng grabbed Su Li's hand and held her in his arms, sniffing the fragrance of her hair and grinning foolishly:

"I've never been so energetic as I am now! I feel like I have endless energy. Ah Li, if you hadn't stopped me, I would have felt like I could have gotten up and thrown a punch, then picked up my silver spear and started dancing."

"Puff!" Su Li smiled and raised her hand to pinch his chin.

"You haven't even learned to walk yet, and you're already thinking about running and jumping! Do you know what "more haste makes waste" means? You've made it through three years, can't you endure another three months?"

"Don't even mention three months, I can't wait even three days."

Pei Heng took the opportunity to hook her chin and lift her up to meet his eyes.

Under the light, Su Li's dark eyes were filled with stars and tenderness. His Ah Li tempted him to have wild thoughts at every moment.

Unable to restrain himself, he lowered his head and kissed those tempting red lips. As their breaths entangled in each other's ears, Su Li tried to hold them apart with his palms, panting softly:

"This is the study."

"What's wrong with the study? There's no one here!"

Pei Heng finally regained his confidence after proving himself with his strength that night while camping in Zhuangzi.

"What are you talking about!" Su Li hit Pei Heng's chest lightly in annoyance.

This man has been harassing her since then.

After she regained mobility, he intensified his behavior, pinching her to sleep every night, under the pretext of not forgetting to do rehabilitation even while she slept.

At this moment, it was as if he was entering an empty place. He picked up the collar and put it under her thin clothes.

It's hot in summer, so people wear light clothes.

Without any effort, Su Li's small clothes were draped to the side, revealing her snow-white and smooth back.

"I, I have something serious to tell you, you, don't move!" Su Li closed his eyes, gasping for breath.

Although he refused with his mouth, his body was very honest.

After a few moves, there was a hint of surrender.

"You do your thing, I do mine. No delay!"

"How can I say anything when you're like this?"

"Let's talk about it another day..."

Pei Heng was really not quiet at all. He rubbed his palms on her body and refused to take them away! He even pinched her presumptuously and clumsily, and laughed softly:

"Ari, my fingers seem to be getting more and more flexible."

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