The weak prince's queen

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window onto Chu Xiyue's bed. She slowly woke up, stretched lazily, then stood up and sat in front of the dressing table, beginning to dress herself meticulously.

After all this trouble, Chu Xiyue looked at herself in the bronze mirror from front to back and left to right. Although she still looked a little haggard, she had a unique and charming look in the mirror. She couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

She stood up and said to the maid Dong'er who was waiting beside her: "Dong'er, let's go and find the prince."

Dong'er looked up at Chu Xiyue when she heard the voice. When her eyes touched Chu Xiyue's slightly haggard face, she couldn't help but persuade her: "Princess, you don't look well. Would you like me to help you fix it before you go to see the prince?"

However, Chu Xiyue shook her head without hesitation and refused: "No, this is fine."

Dong'er couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she heard Chu Xiyue's answer. She wondered if the princess was deliberately looking so haggard to gain sympathy from the prince. But based on her usual personality, she didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing... Filled with doubts, Dong'er followed Chu Xiyue out of the room and headed towards the prince.

When Chu Xiyue and Dong'er came to Xiao Yichen's door side by side, Mo Feng, who was originally guarding there, suddenly became panicked and tried frantically to stop them from entering the room.

Mo Feng had beads of sweat on his forehead and stammered to Chu Xiyue, "Princess...Princess, the prince has gone out." However, he couldn't hide his trembling appearance with nervousness.

Dong'er has always been very attentive. She immediately noticed something was wrong with Mo Feng. She stared at him with her beautiful eyes and asked doubtfully, "That's not right. Why are you so nervous? Are you hiding something from us?"

Mo Feng was a little flustered by the question and quickly waved his hands to deny it: "No... no! I just feel a little hot." As he said that, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Dong'er wasn't so easily fooled. She sneered and retorted, "It's winter, and the weather is freezing. How can you feel hot? Are you lying?"

Seeing this, Chu Xiyue didn't want to waste any more time talking to Mo Feng. Without hesitation, she pushed open the door and walked straight into the house. Dong'er, seeing this, also quickly reacted and grabbed Mo Feng who was about to step forward to stop her. Just like that, the two of them walked into the room together.

Upon entering the room, Chu Xiyue and Dong'er were stunned by the sight. A woman in vibrant clothing lazily lounging on the bed, her quilt only half covering her body, revealing her fair shoulders and slender arms. Xiao Yichen sat leisurely beside the bed, a cup of steaming tea in hand, a faint smile on his face.

Chu Xiyue's eyes widened, her face filled with shock and anger. She immediately opened her mouth and yelled, "Who is she?!" Her voice was so sharp that it seemed to penetrate the entire room.

Xiao Yichen seemed calm and composed. He raised his chin slightly and responded calmly: "Who is she? Do I need to report to the princess? It seems that it is not your turn to interfere." There was a hint of indifference and disdain in his words.

Mo Feng, who had been standing silently by, was now stunned. Just last night, Xiao Yichen had suddenly ordered him to bring a prostitute back to his palace and even let her stay in his room. Although he was extremely reluctant, as a subordinate, he dared not disobey the prince's order. He simply couldn't understand how the usually upright Xiao Yichen could suddenly become so absurd and indulgent.

When Chu Xiyue heard this, she was so angry that she trembled all over and screamed almost madly: "I am a dignified princess. Your Majesty, please tell me, do I have the qualifications to ask about this matter?!" Her eyes were full of anger, and she stared straight at Xiao Yichen, wishing she could burn a hole in him.

The poor woman was obviously frightened by Chu Xiyue's terrifying posture. Her face was as pale as paper, her body was shaking constantly, and she hurriedly retreated to the bed.

Seeing this, Xiao Yichen turned to Mo Feng and said coldly, "Send her back first." His tone left no room for questioning.

However, Chu Xiyue was not willing to give up. She roared again, "Don't go! I haven't asked clearly yet!" Before she finished speaking, she stepped forward desperately and reached out to grab the woman.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Yichen pushed the woman to Mo Feng without hesitation.

Mo Feng reacted extremely quickly. He stretched out his hands, caught the woman steadily, and hurriedly took her out of the room at lightning speed, as if there was a flood or a beast behind him.

Chu Xiyue, upon seeing this, lost control of her emotions, launching into a rage like an enraged lion. She recklessly grabbed nearby vases and other objects and threw them everywhere, sending a ferocious roar through the room. The resounding noise, like a thunderbolt piercing the night sky, immediately attracted the attention of the servants, who gathered around, curiously observing what was happening inside.

Xiao Yichen looked at the mess on the ground and Chu Xiyue, who had lost her mind, and his anger suddenly flared up. His eyes widened as he shouted at Chu Xiyue, "What the hell is wrong with you?! As a princess, you are so ignorant of etiquette and have no dignity at all!"

However, Chu Xiyue showed no sign of weakness. She continued to frantically destroy everything around her while shouting at the top of her lungs, "Your Highness has gone this far, how can I not go crazy! You actually treated me like this for a prostitute? Are my feelings worthless?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen's face became even gloomier. He snorted coldly and walked towards Chu Xiyue.

Chu Xiyue noticed Xiao Yichen approaching and suddenly stopped what she was doing. She looked up at him with a sly look in her eyes. The moment their eyes met, Xiao Yichen seemed to understand something and suddenly stretched out his right hand, gently pushing Chu Xiyue.

Chu Xiyue fell backward, her delicate body tumbling heavily to the ground. Instantly, glittering tears burst from her eyes like a flood, streaming down her cheeks. Her lips trembled, and she choked with sobs, "Your Highness, you actually hit me for a prostitute... wuwuwu..." Her sobs were mournful and heartbreaking, leaving one heartbroken.