The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Xiwan got a satisfactory answer, and she smiled and lay in his arms at ease. It was really uncomfortable, so she moved in and rubbed against him.

Little do they know that this is playing with fire.

Xie Chengqian could clearly feel Xi Wan's delicate and smooth face touching his neck, and the restlessness hidden deep inside him gradually emerged.

But the person in my arms fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Xie Chengqian's eyes darkened and he called out in a deep voice, "Xi Wan."

"Ok?"

Song Xiwan was too lazy to open her eyes, her voice was soft and long.

It was like a gentle breeze in early spring, but it stirred ripples in Xie Chengqian's heart.

He lowered his dark eyes, put one arm around her slender body, lifted her chin with the other hand, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Well!"

The sudden sense of plunder startled Song Xiwan. He opened his drunken eyes and thought slowly for a few seconds.

Then, Song Xiwan responded by raising her fair and slender neck.

Her kiss was immature and clumsy, relying only on instinct to express her deepest feelings, like a person who tasted candy and wanted more.

When that soft touch brushed across her thin lips and pearly teeth, Xie Chengqian was shocked!

He couldn't help but hold her tightly with his hands.

Song Xiwan's brows knitted together as she mumbled incoherently, "It hurts!"

Their lips never left each other.

There was a dark color in Xie Chengqian's eyes that was about to burst out. He really shot himself in the foot, and it would be difficult to end this.

"Xiwan, wait."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xie Chengqian found that his voice was terribly hoarse.

Song Xiwan didn't understand what was going on. They were kissing each other happily, so what were they waiting for?

Xie Chengqian's deep eyes swept across the corner of the carriage curtain. They were almost at the Song Mansion.

He tried to push Xiwan away, intending to carry her back to the room and talk later.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiwan stared at him with a pair of clear and charming eyes, suddenly stopped, held his cheeks with both hands, and bit him.

"hiss--"

Xie Chengqian tasted a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with astonishment and helplessness.

Song Xiwan showed a triumphant smile, touched her nose to his, and said in a domineering tone, "Even if you don't let me kiss you, I must kiss you!"

Xie Chengqian had lived two lives, and for the first time he understood what it felt like to have his blood boiling and fireworks rising in his mind.

Gorgeous and seductive.

He inexplicably wanted to let go of the so-called rules and indulge himself.

Xie Chengqian put his hands around her waist and pulled her forward, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood before he would stop.

He murmured softly, "Kiss me."

Song Xiwan's smile widened, and she was quite satisfied with his obedience.

Until Xie Chengqian kissed her again, even more violently and fiercely than before, throwing her remaining rationality to the wind.

The carriage had already stopped at the back door of the Song Mansion.

Mu Yun had a blank expression on his face, not knowing how to remind the prince and Miss Song to be more careful. If this were to get to know, he would probably be drowned in spit.

He thought to himself, just bear with it for another quarter of an hour!

Turns out, it didn’t take that long at all.

The prince's voice came from inside, "I'll take her back to her room, you go back first."

"Yes."

Mu Yun felt relieved and ran away quickly.

Xie Chengqian looked at Xi Wan with a doting and helpless look on his face, as she fell asleep from exhaustion after kissing her till the end.

It's really hard for him.

Xie Chengqian already knew the route to the Song Mansion like the back of his hand. He easily avoided being seen and entered the Xingyue Pavilion and placed her on the bed.

Song Xiwan yawned lazily, turned over and went to sleep.

The veins on Xie Chengqian's forehead hadn't subsided yet. He stared at the man who had fallen asleep right after lighting the fire with a heavy look in his eyes, muttering softly, "He has no conscience."

If he didn't doubt his own self-control, he would definitely go and get this debt back.

Song Xiwan was immersed in sleep and slept until the next day.

I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol, but I slept very soundly.

The sun is already high in the sky.

Qiu Zhu was also puzzled. "Didn't the girl drink hangover medicine yesterday? Why is she still so drunk? She seems to have an allergy."

Song Xiwan stretched her somewhat sore body and asked in confusion, "What allergy?"

Qiu Zhu replied, "Yesterday when I came back, I saw that the girl's mouth was red and swollen. I asked the doctor, and he said it might be a little allergic, but it's okay. I just made some medicine."

mouth?

Song Xiwan reached out and touched it.

The memories all came back.

That's not an allergy!

She held Xie Chengqian and kissed him for a long time, and she didn't even remember how it ended.

"Why is your face suddenly red? Are you showing signs of a fever? Take the medicine quickly to prevent it from getting worse."

Qiu Zhu was very anxious, wondering whether to tell the master and the mistress.

Song Xiwan quickly stopped him, "No, I'm fine! I'm fine now, and I don't need to take medicine."

She hurriedly suppressed her panic and kept persuading herself that Xie Chengqian had kissed her many times anyway, so what would be wrong with her kissing him back?

And in my memory, Xie Chengqian was obviously very happy.

Qiu Zhu knew that the girl always made decisions and it was not easy to go against her wishes.

"By the way, someone from the palace sent a message this morning saying that a very good opera troupe has recently arrived in the capital, and the prince wants to see it."

"Don't go."

Song Xiwan refused outright.

This was so decisive that Qiu Zhu was bewildered, and he muttered, "I thought the girl would want to go."

Recently, the girl has been closer to the prince than before. She was always thinking about the prince's return. Shouldn't she go out and see him more often at this time?

"I have just passed the imperial examination and have many things to attend to. How can I have time to listen to opera? Send someone to reply and tell them to wait until we have time to discuss it later."

Song Xiwan seriously found an excuse for herself.

What happened yesterday was really absurd, and she needed some time to calm down.

Qiuzhu felt that what the girl said made sense, and career was more important than the prince.

Song Xiwan couldn't contain her restless heart, so after washing up, she planned to go out to visit Master Du. She heard that he would be returning to the academy in a few days.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw my elder brother looking distraught.

Song Xiwan stopped and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Song Junling looked up when he heard the voice, and when he saw his sister, he forced a faint smile.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired. You want to go out?"

Song Xiwan frowned slightly, feeling that her elder brother was hiding something.

But wasn’t everything fine yesterday?

She nodded. "Yes, I plan to visit Master Du at the branch. If you have nothing to do, would you like to come with me?"

"No."

Song Junling looked uncomfortable.

Something's obviously wrong!

Song Xiwan couldn't even move her feet, so she walked up to her eldest brother and said, "Brother, if you have any problems, just tell me directly. I will definitely stand by you. Don't try to handle it alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xiwan saw that his elder brother's eyes were filled with tears.

This look is really scary!

"Brother, please speak properly. Why are you crying?"

Song Junling wiped his tears with the back of his hand, shook his head dejectedly and said, "I just think that big brother is useless."