Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

"Rules? I don't know what rules are. What are rules..."

There was a faint smile on Yanzhi's lips, like a quietly blooming camellia, exuding fragrance.

Her chest seemed to touch the prince's shoulder lightly.

"Your Majesty, please tell me what the rules are!"

There was a hint of anger in Yanzhi's gentle voice, like a spring breeze, gently brushing past the prince's ears.

The tip of her tongue licked her lips lightly, and a faint fragrance lingered on the prince's face, bringing a hint of sweetness.

The prince's heart tightened. He suddenly pulled Yanzhi's hand away, his face darkening slightly with a hint of anger:

"It's New Year's Eve, don't make such a scene!"

He stared at Yanzhi, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes:

"I don't think you used to be this kind of person! Where did your calm and composed personality go?"

Hearing the prince's words, Yanzhi raised her eyebrows slightly, and a feeling of dissatisfaction suddenly surged in her heart.

Before? The woman before wasn't her at all!

She snorted coldly, her anger growing stronger.

However, she changed her mind and thought that after all, they had already fallen in love when they first met, so she should just coax the prince first and wait until she got pregnant before making any decisions!

Then, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, like a shooting star across the night sky, instantly lighting up the entire room.

She quickly pulled down all the curtains, the candlelight flickered, and the gauze curtains fluttered!

Before the prince could react, he felt his eyes go dark and his vision was blocked by the purple curtain.

He suddenly felt a warm breath coming towards him, and then a soft waist pressed against him.

The prince took a closer look and saw Yanzhi's black gauze bellyband, which was neither revealing nor revealing, faintly showing her charm!

The prince was suddenly stunned. How could he have the mind to deal with these things now!

He was about to leave.

However, how could Yanzhi let him go so easily? She stared closely into the prince's eyes, her eyes filled with resentment and longing.

"Your Majesty, I have suffered so much since I left the palace!"

Yanzhi sobbed softly, like a lotus covered with dew in the morning.

"It took me so much effort to get back to you!

Maybe my temper has become a little impatient, but my feelings for you have never changed!"

She continued to cry, tears rolling down her face like beads from a broken string.

The air is filled with a faint sweet fragrance of dreams, which is so subtle that it makes people feel an indescribable charm.

The prince couldn't help but think of that day, the same fragrance, the same woman, everything was happening again as if it were yesterday.

It was that kind of charm that made him lose his mind!

He pushed Yanzhi away violently, as if she were a terrible plague, and then he fled from here.

Yanzhi stood there blankly, watching the prince's retreating figure, her heart filled with despair and unwillingness. She slowly turned around and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror, she has a beautiful body, a charming face, and silky smooth skin.

She gently stroked her skin, feeling the delicate touch, as if it was the prince's caress.

Yanzhi thought secretly: No, I have to find a way to make the prince favor only me!

"Miss, why are you still like this? You're quarreling with the prince again!

I heard from Xiao Luzi that the prince went to see the eldest wife again!"

As Zijuan spoke, she hurriedly picked up the hand warmer and gently placed it in Daiyu's hand. Then she quickly filled the hot water bottle and placed it at Daiyu's feet.

Zijuan looked at Daiyu, only to find that she completely ignored her advice and was busy drawing the shoes, as if there was nothing else in the world worth paying attention to except the needlework in her hands.

Zijuan shook her head helplessly and sighed inwardly.

"girl……"

Zijuan hesitated for a moment, as if she had a lot to say to Daiyu, but seeing Daiyu's indifferent expression, she swallowed the words back.

Daiyu casually threw the shoe away and said lightly:

"How long can you use your beauty to please others? I'd rather not have such a relationship!"

"Girl, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your child!" Zijuan advised her anxiously.

However, Daiyu was full of disdain and sneered:

"Zijuan, you are still the same as before. You used to support Baoyu and now you support the prince!"

"I want to hear why this girl is speaking up for me!"

The prince raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then walked into the room slowly and leisurely with big strides.

Zijuan was delighted when she saw this. One of them had to take this step first so that the relationship would have room to ease!

She smiled tactfully and retreated outside, gently closing the door.

The room suddenly became quiet, with only Daiyu and the prince left.

Daiyu sat there somewhat uncomfortably, tightly holding the shoe in her hand, but she didn't know what to say.

She just felt that the atmosphere at the moment was extremely awkward, as if even the air had frozen.

Seeing Daiyu's silence, the prince smiled slightly and said softly:

"Yu'er, why are you doing this so late at night? Let the embroiderer in the mansion do it!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to take the shoe pattern from Daiyu's hand.

Seeing this, Daiyu quickly retracted her hand, holding the shoe to her chest, still without saying a word.

She lowered her head and continued to concentrate on the embroidery in her hands, as if the prince did not exist.

The prince was not angry, but smiled and took Daiyu's arm, saying softly:

"Yu'er...I'm wrong, okay? It's late at night, let's talk!"

Daiyu raised her eyebrows, pushed the prince's arm away, and said angrily:

"You're wrong? Did I hear you right? You're the prince, how could you be wrong? We ordinary people are the ones who are wrong!"

"Oh my god, there's a mouse in the house!

Quick, get the cat here!"

Seeing that Daiyu was sharp-tongued and difficult to appease, the prince began to make up lies:

"No, a mouse has gotten on the bed! Oh, that spot belongs to you, Yu'er!"

Daiyu had lowered her head, concentrating on describing those things, but when she heard the prince's words, she blurted out:

"mouse?"

But the prince's confident look made her feel that there really was a mouse!

She didn't have time to think about it, and she jumped into the prince's arms, muttering to herself in fear:

"Where are the mice? Where are the mice? What if they dirty the bed?"

The prince immediately revealed a triumphant smile. He took the opportunity to hug Daiyu in his arms and said happily:

"I'm that big rat! A bad rat! Now I'm going to eat you, my beautiful big cat!"

Only then did Daiyu realize that she had been deceived!

She struggled to escape from the prince's arms, but the prince held her tightly in his arms as if he were a treasure!

The prince whispered in her ear, "Yu'er, I was wrong. Let's not be angry anymore, okay?"