I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

With his eyes raised to hide his pupils, Chu Mingzheng leaned forward slightly, extended a hand meaningfully, and said gently: "This king only does one thing with a woman in the room!"

"Your Highness is joking!"

Having said that, facing such a capricious man, Lu Mingyang was worried that he would suddenly change his mind, so he put his hand into King Ningyuan's palm in time.

"It's only been a few days, but your skin has become much smoother and whiter. It seems you have taken good care of yourself. I like obedient beauties." He rubbed the back of her hand gently.

Big pervert!

Lu Mingyang's face flushed with embarrassment. In order to "seduce" him, she had indeed bathed and dressed up specially, and even used the rose powder she had smelled on him before.

"fragrant!"

Lu Mingyang barely managed to stand when she felt the man rubbing against her neck. His warm breath made her skin numb. Was he impatient before she even decided how to start?

"Your Highness, please go back to your room!" Lu Mingyang pulled him, picked up the book on the table, and helped him back to his room.

On the way, they ran into a young eunuch holding a pen and ink. Prince Ningyuan waved his hand, and the young eunuch turned around and followed the two men back to the study, putting the pen and ink on the desk.

"Don't you see we have a distinguished guest? Put it here!" Prince Ningyuan pointed to the tea-drinking couch nearby. He hadn't let go of Lu Mingyang's hand the entire way, and now he took her hand and sat over.

Seeing this, the young eunuch hurriedly put down his pen and ink, and considerately closed the doors and windows when he left.

Lu Mingyang hurriedly handed the booklet to Chu Mingzheng for review.

What was strange was that Prince Ningyuan, who looked like a lecher outside, was now reading the booklet very politely and did not behave inappropriately towards her.

What a weirdo!

Lu Mingyang was in no mood to study him. He placed his hand on his arm and asked with a smile, "Your Highness, are you drinking?"

Chu Mingzheng shook her hand off, pointed at the booklet in his hand and shook his head, "Drinking will lead to delays."

Your uncle's!

"What did you say?" Chu Mingzheng raised his eyes.

"I didn't say anything!" Lu Mingyang felt guilty. Could this guy even read lips? She picked up the teapot on the table and poured him tea.

"Then have some tea!"

"It's cold!" someone said with disgust.

Lu Mingyang smiled apologetically: "Then I'll make you some fresh tea."

Next to the tea table stood a small red clay stove, with a kettle warming on it, bubbling with steam. Lu Mingyang stood up to look for a tea cake when Chu Mingzheng called her.

"It's cold, let's drink! Do you know how to warm the wine?"

"...Yes!" Of course she wouldn't, Lu Mingyang agreed immediately. She placed an empty kettle on the stove and domineeringly opened the lid of the wine.

"Stop!" Chu Mingzheng stopped Lu Mingyang as she poured a jar of the finest Qiulubai into the kettle. "Is this the warm wine you mentioned?"

Lu Mingyang said sincerely, "Your Highness dislikes the coldness, so I heated it up for you. Isn't it okay if you like it?"

Chu Mingzheng frowned in grievance: "When you heat it up, this fine Qiulubai will become a pot of clear water."

"That's right, sorry." Lu Mingyang put down the wine jar awkwardly. Not only did he not know how to warm the wine, he even forgot that the boiling point of alcohol is lower than that of water.

"People's lives are difficult, and you shouldn't do such mundane things to pass the time."

Whether it was the wealthy men in the village or the rich ladies in the city, they were all attracted by the elegant tastes of princes and nobles, but they either looked down on the poor country girls who knew nothing with disgust or with arrogance.

This was the first time someone had said such words to her in this world.

Lu Mingyang couldn't help but look at the man who was quietly warming the wine.

Chu Mingzheng poured the wine from the jar into a long-necked white jade porcelain vase. He placed the vase in a sky-blue porcelain bowl filled with hot water. Once the wine was almost warm, he took two silver ear cups and floated them on the water.

Chu Mingzheng picked up the white jade porcelain vase, and the crisp autumn dew slowly flowed into the silver cup, a melodious sound. The man's handsome face was reflected in the azure water, a sight beyond compare.

It was a pity that his handsome face was as pale as snow, completely devoid of any color. Lu Mingyang couldn't help but wonder, what a beautiful sight it would be if he could put on some rouge.

"Taste it!"

A silver ear cup was handed to him, and Lu Mingyang came back to his senses, secretly cursing himself for being useless. How could he forget the purpose of his visit just by looking at a warm wine?

After a few drinks, Lu Mingyang found the right time and poured the medicine given by Leng Lingfeng into the wine jar.

"Your Highness, I can't hold my liquor. I can't drink any more. Let me warm the wine for you." Without waiting for Chu Mingzheng's answer, she directly picked up the wine jar and poured the wine.

"Why don't you fall down?" Chu Mingzheng glanced sideways and looked directly at the frozen woman.

Silver cup, will it change color?

Lu Mingyang stood frozen in mid-air, holding the small wine jar, unable to move forward or backward.

"Your Highness, you have a huge appetite. This small silver ear cup is really a letdown. Can I get you a larger bowl?"

"Change to a bigger bowl!"

Without waiting for Chu Mingzheng to speak, Lu Mingyang nodded with his hands and brain, then quickly took a teacup and poured the wine into it.

"You're so straightforward!"

As he spoke, he handed the teacup to Chu Mingzheng with a look of anticipation on his face.

Chu Mingzheng looked at the teacup in front of him, his Adam's apple moving, his eyes widening, and he said meaningfully: "Miss Lu, after I drink this glass of wine, you have to be responsible for me."

"Your Highness is drunk, how can I ignore you?"

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Lu Mingyang became bolder. Disdaining his shy and nagging, he leaned forward with his hands on the tea table and poured the wine into his mouth.

"It's delicious, another one!" Chu Mingzheng was also very drunk. After two drinks, the wine in the white jade porcelain bottle was gone. He directly picked up the wine in the jar and drank it.

"Enough, enough!" He drank again, but the drug didn't take effect and he passed out first.

"You look down on me!" Chu Mingzheng grasped her slender wrist, his eyes filled with smoke. The wine jar tumbled to the ground, spilling the finest Autumn Dew White liquor.

"Your Highness, you are drunk. I will help you to rest on the couch."

Lu Mingyang walked around the tea table, supported the staggering man, and helped him walk towards the chaise longue.

He looks so fragile, but he's really heavy to hold up.

As she climbed onto the footstool, Lu Mingyang stumbled and used all her strength to throw Chu Mingzheng onto the couch, and she happened to trip and fall on his chest. Her chaotic heartbeats overlapped, and she could no longer tell which was his or hers.

Lu Mingyang collected his thoughts, raised his head, and his cheek suddenly fell into the palm of a warm hand, soft but powerful.

"Little beauty, can't you hold it back so soon?"

His eyes were slightly drunk, and his smile was filled with a hazy longing, and there was even a faint illusion of shyness.

Is this the effect of the medicine?

Lu Mingyang cleared his throat and imitated Ningxiang's tone, saying tenderly and delicately, "Your Highness, I will wait for you to go to bed."

At the same time, he undressed with his hands.

Chu Mingzheng held the beauty's wrist and shook his head aggrievedly: "You are a princess's dowry, you can't be touched!"

"Your Highness, you are drunk and confused. I am Ningxiang."