Lin Ji behind him also heard the sound. Seeing Prince Yong suddenly stop, his heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly urged:

"Your Highness, it's getting late. Let's leave the palace quickly."

This is the only way out of the palace, but someone is playing the piano at this time and place. Even a fool would know that there must be something wrong.

Maybe this was another trap set by the emperor to lure Prince Yong into it.

Prince Yong obviously thought of this, but she was furious at the moment, so she was very eager to see what tricks her good brother had prepared for her.

Therefore, King Yong not only did not follow Lin Ji's words and continue to leave the palace, but instead followed the direction of the piano sound and slowly walked over.

At that time, Qiuyao had found a location with an excellent background and was sitting on a rockery stone playing the piano. There were small bridges, flowing water, green trees and red flowers around her. Not only that, there were also many fireflies dancing faintly around the orange warm light beside her.

Those were collected by Xianghe in advance and placed nearby, with the purpose of creating a beautiful environment that would amaze people at first sight.

Her dress and hair were carefully dressed up tonight. Although she was only seen from behind, from a distance, she looked like a fairy who had strayed into the mountains and forests, telling her thoughts here.

Prince Yong had just returned from the battlefield and had not eaten meat for several months. Seeing this scene, he was stunned, and the anger he had just suffered at the banquet seemed to have dissipated completely.

He paced lightly and slowly approached Qiuyao, as if he was afraid of disturbing her piano playing.

The melodious sound of the piano is like the gurgling of water, sometimes gentle, sometimes passionate, as if telling endless emotions and putting people in a dreamland.

Finally, the song was over, and Qiuyao ended with an elegant pirouette, and the lingering sound of the piano lingered among the flowers and trees.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Suddenly, several rounds of applause sounded behind her. Qiu Yao was startled at first, with the corners of her mouth raised in triumph. Then, when she turned around, she looked frightened.

When Yu Guang saw the person behind him wearing a python robe and looking very imposing, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

She tried her best to pretend she was very nervous, yet she had to maintain the etiquette and composure that a lady from an aristocratic family should have. She saluted without arrogance or servility and said, "Your servant greets His Majesty. I didn't know you were here. If I disturbed you, please forgive me."

When Prince Yong saw Qiuyao's face clearly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, Qiuyao had been meticulously nurtured since childhood, naturally possessing both beauty and grace. This time, she had deliberately showcased her strengths, and in the eyes of Prince Yong, who had been exposed to the wind and sand at the border for over a month, she was already a rare beauty.

He lowered his voice and praised Qiuyao sincerely, "Kunshan jade shatters, the phoenix cries, the hibiscus weeps in the dew, and the fragrant orchid smiles. Miss, you play the zither very well. May I know what to call you?"

When Qiuyao heard this, she felt even more confident, so she feigned shyness and replied, "Your servant Qiuyao. Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. I heard that Your Highness is a true lover of the zither, and a master of it. Qiuyao is sorry to show off her humility."

"Haha... beauty is too modest. It's just that the night is dark and windy, and the dew is heavy. I'm afraid it's not safe for you to be here alone. Why don't we find a palace where we can have a sparring match? How about that?"

This is tantamount to a naked invitation.

Prince Yong had already drunk a lot of wine at the banquet, and this time Qiu Yao took the initiative to seduce him. If he missed this great opportunity, it would be inconsistent with his personality and style.

Regardless of whether this woman was arranged by the emperor or not, since he has taken a fancy to her tonight, there is no reason for him to let her go.

Sure enough, when Qiuyao heard this, her lustful and pure eyes widened instantly, and shock, entanglement, and struggle flashed in her eyes.

She held the piano tightly in her hands, as if making a final decision.

Finally, she bit her teeth lightly, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "It is Qiuyao's fortune to receive personal guidance from the prince."

……

After an incense stick of time, the two found an empty palace nearby. Lin Ji kept watch outside while the two had an in-depth discussion inside the house.

When it was almost midnight, the noise in the house had died down a bit, so Lin Ji had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door.

"Your Highness, it's almost midnight, we really should leave."

Inside the room, the two men's clothes were scattered all over the floor. They had just finished a fight, and King Yong was not satisfied yet, but he knew he had to leave.

So, he stood up and put on his clothes, saying, "It's getting late, I should leave. Go back and wait for me obediently. I will send someone to look for you tomorrow."

After saying this, King Yong hurried out of the palace.

Qiu Yao, who was having her first time, was already in unbearable pain. By the time she came to her senses, Prince Yong had already disappeared.

She didn't even have time to call out.

If it weren't for the mess on the ground and the lingering smell of love in the air, she would probably feel that everything that just happened was just a dream.

On this side, Prince Yong and Lin Ji only remembered after leaving the palace that in their haste, they had forgotten to ask Qiu Yao which palace she was from. After all, she had become their woman, and they couldn't let her continue to stay in the palace to serve others.

He coughed twice and instructed Lin Ji: "Tomorrow you will arrange for someone to check to see which palace she belongs to. If her status is not high, take her back to the palace and make her a concubine."

Lin Ji paused and almost bumped into King Yong's back.

"Your Highness...are you still unclear about this woman's identity?"

He has slept with someone, but he still doesn't know which palace she is from. What if she is a concubine in His Majesty's harem?

Lin Ji didn't feel a headache.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Prince Yong's face. He touched his nose with his hand and covered it up by saying, "I just drank a few more cups and forgot about it."

Lin Ji: "..."

Well, this reason is really refreshing and unconventional. What he prays in his heart now is that this woman must not be an unfavored concubine in the harem, otherwise they will all be doomed.

When Qiuyao returned to the Zuifangsi with the zither in her arms, Qiuning happened to have also returned from the Yeting Palace, and the two sisters met at the door.

Qiu Ning seemed to be fine, no different from before.

But Qiuyao was different. The moment she saw Qiu Ning, she subconsciously avoided his gaze, and even a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

It was quick, but still caught by Qiu Ning.

"Hey, elder sister, why aren't you staying in your room at this late hour? Are you going outside to watch the stars or the moon?"

Qiu Ning looked up at the sky with a teasing tone.

Qiuyao quickly calmed down, straightened her back, raised her head, pretended not to understand the hidden meaning in her words, and said coldly, "I just found a place to practice the piano. It's none of your business."

As he was about to walk in, he suddenly heard Qiu Ning speak again:

"Are you really just practicing the piano? Are you sure you're alone?"

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