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

"Ningxiang, no wonder it smells so good!" Chu Mingzheng echoed, turning over and pressing the girl who was moving around on him onto the couch.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please be gentle, be gentle."

Isn't he a sickly person? How come he still has so much strength? Lu Mingyang struggled to break free from his restraints and sat on the inner side of the chaise longue, panting heavily. He secretly regretted not asking the medicine seller to add more medicine to make him feel weak.

A devil's claw stretched out, and Lu Mingyang ran away, but he was one step too late.

Chu Mingzheng grabbed her ankles and pulled them to his chest.

The white magnolia shoes on her feet had long disappeared, and Lu Mingyang watched helplessly as he tickled the soles of her feet.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lu Mingyang endured the itch and took out a steamed bun from his arms, a steamed bun shaped like a foot.

She bent down hard and handed it over.

"This one is better, this one is softer!"

"Soft, soft!"

Seeing him holding the steamed bun, Lu Mingyang retracted his right foot and ran off the bed.

There was a brocade quilt on the couch to keep warm. Lu Mingyang quickly pulled it down, tied it into a human shape and threw it inside the couch.

Your Highness, have fun.

Worried that someone might come in, Lu Mingyang leaned against the door and waited for King Ningyuan to finish.

"Why aren't you laughing anymore? I love to hear you laugh the most." King Ningyuan ordered while holding the steamed bun.

Lu Mingyang curled his lips and let out an awkward laugh in cooperation.

"Ha, haha, hahaha..."

What a bad habit! Lu Mingyang turned around awkwardly and bumped his head against the door.

I don’t have the eyes to see, I really don’t have the eyes to see.

"Beauty, call me good brother." The voice from the couch continued to come.

“…Good brother!”

"Be good, give your brother a kiss."

"Bang!" Lu Mingyang frowned and kissed the door panel heavily. Afraid that he couldn't hear it, he deliberately made a loud noise.

The chaise longue made a creaking sound, and the voices on the couch became more urgent.

"Hey, beauty, why do you only have one leg?"

Lu Mingyang secretly cried out in disbelief. He was too hasty when tying her up earlier and forgot to separate her legs. But couldn't a man handle this kind of thing himself?

"Hey, I found it."

Just when Lu Mingyang was at a loss as to what to do, Chu Mingzheng's excited voice rang out. Lu Mingyang silently covered his ears.

When everything fell silent, the sound of steady breathing could be heard.

Lu Mingyang, who had done nothing, felt as if she had fallen seriously ill, sweating profusely. She sat on the ground for a long time, then walked towards Chu Mingzheng.

Chu Mingzheng lay on the couch, his clothes disheveled, a quilt tied into the shape of a human in his arms, sleeping soundly. A faint blush appeared on his usually pale face.

"Don't blame me for plotting against you. It's your fault for humiliating me. I'm dull and boring. Who are you? The King of the Sea." Lu Mingyang knelt in front of the couch and gently patted him on the face.

A crisp slap was heard, and Lu Mingyang's tears fell.

"Your Highness Prince Ningyuan, I know I shouldn't have plotted against you, but I really have no other choice. As long as I can escape this disaster, I will definitely seek out famous doctors from all over the world to prolong your life. Even if I can't cure you, I will do my best to take care of you and protect you. Although you have so many beauties and don't care about me, I am different from them. At least I can advise you... to be restrained!"

"Cough, cough..."

Woke up!

Lu Mingyang dropped to the ground, trying her best to conceal her presence. After a long pause, she looked up and patted her chest in fear.

"It's okay, it's okay, just a cough."

Lu Mingyang didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. He stood up, took off King Ningyuan's clothes, and covered him with a brocade quilt.

A toe-shaped bun was left on the ground, covered in bite marks, with the pinky toe bitten off. Lu Mingyang searched for the broken pinky toe for a long time but couldn't find it, thinking he must have eaten it.

Time was running out. She looked at her bare right foot, compared it to the tooth marks on the bun, and bit down on each one. She bit the pinky toe the hardest, drawing blood.

Then, she broke the bun into small pieces and threw them into the small stove. Lu Mingyang had originally intended to eat the bun to cover up the evidence, but the bun had been so badly damaged by him that she couldn't bring herself to eat it.

She also cleaned the wine vessels that had contained medicine one by one.

The sun sets in the west, and the sunset shines on the window eaves at dusk, feeling warm.

A guard led the Duke of Song and three ministers to the library to look for Prince Ningyuan.

Old Madam Yu, worried about her granddaughter, hadn't let Wei Luo go back with her to Yunzhao. Lu Mingyang had specifically asked Wei Luo to inquire about the Duke of Song's visit to Bishuiyoutan today to discuss the bride's escort route, weapons, and troops with Prince Ningyuan.

So, he would discuss with his colleagues at the Ministry of War during the day, and then come back in the evening to go through the motions.

A slight sobbing sound was heard from the study.

When the four ministers entered the study, they saw this scene:

The clothes of men and women were scattered all over the floor. A woman sat diagonally on the chaise longue, her shoulders half exposed and her face covered with tears. Seeing the man come in, the woman frightenedly covered herself with the quilt.

The quilt was pulled away, revealing the naked upper body of King Ningyuan, who was sleeping soundly with his arms and legs spread out.

The matter was of grave importance, and when the Emperor, accompanied by Concubine Song, arrived in person, it was nearly midnight. The deep, clear waters of the pond were completely dark, save for the brightly lit lights in front of the study.

Perhaps disdaining the cold, the emperor did not enter his study, but sat on a platform high above the lake. Palace maids on either side held lanterns, clearly illuminating the two figures kneeling in the center.

The thinly dressed Prince Ningyuan and the fourth daughter of the Chengyang Marquisate who was about to be married off to the Huns.

The emperor stepped forward and slapped Chu Mingzheng hard in the face.

"You have been acting so absurdly on a daily basis, but I have never criticized you too much. I always hoped that you would calm down and reflect on your mistakes, take good care of your health, and help me share the affairs of state in the future. I never thought that you would be so promiscuous that you would even ignore state affairs. You really disappoint me."

He didn't even ask any questions and directly convicted Prince Ningyuan.

Lu Mingyang kowtowed to the ground, quietly feeling the emperor's anger. She knew that the emperor did not like this stepson, but she did not expect it to be so smooth.

Chu Mingzheng raised his eyes and looked at the monarch he called Father. Self-mockery flashed in his eyes as he mechanically explained, "Father, please forgive me. I was drunk and forgot that she was Princess Jinghe's dowry. I just thought she was a dancer from some brothel."

Weak coughs, one after another.

Eunuch Su looked at the eunuchs and guards kneeling in a crowd behind him and shouted angrily, "How do you serve me?"

The eunuchs and guards kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying that they had no idea it was Princess Jinghe's dowry, but that they had assumed it was just an ordinary palace maid on official business. Only one young eunuch understood the eunuch chief's code.