The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 104 is sincere.

"Master, Cat's Eye has come to report something extremely urgent."

Standing outside the study, Wei Jun hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke after some hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained her senses and cautiously glanced at Xiahou Ying. She saw that the latter's face was ashen, and his slender features, half-lit and half-shadowed by the pale moonlight, seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost.

The study fell into a deathly silence. Wei Jun felt a chill run down his spine and dared not speak further, much less urge them on.

In fact, unless the situation was urgent, he would never have disturbed someone's good time at such a moment.

The more Wei Jun thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Suddenly, at that moment, the tightly closed rosewood door of the study opened right in front of us.

"Master, the Cat's Eye Guards are waiting in the secret chamber."

He bowed his head and went to greet him, speaking in a deep voice, but he still didn't have the courage to look into his master's cold and intimidating gaze.

With a blank expression, Xiahou Ying glanced at the white-clad guard in front of him, whose gaze was buried deep in his chest, pursed his lips, and after a long while, brushed past him.

Wrapped in her robes, Yin Quan moved to the doorway and watched the retreating figures of the master and servant, her brow furrowing slightly.

A matter of utmost urgency...

What could it be...?

Confused, she stared at the corridor for a moment, then looked up at the sky.

Just now, it was so close...

What if he really becomes impotent if this continues?

Thinking this, Yin Quan smiled and then went back to her room.

Since last night, Xiahou Ying has been quite busy, while Gu Lounan seems to have a particularly strong presence.

Every day, he would find various excuses to pass by the gate of the Duan Prince's Mansion. Even if he was going to the hunting grounds in the northern suburbs, he could find a reason to bump into Yin Quan in front of the Duan Prince's Mansion in the east of the city.

After several days, Yin Quan finally lost patience with this sticky man and simply gave an order: all the sentries in the mansion, whether they were whistling or hiding, should be beaten on sight until he stopped coming.

"Oh dear, that was close! Little Quan Quan, it's so hard to see you! Look, my sleeve is all torn!"

Even though the Prince Duan's mansion was teeming with skilled fighters, Gu Lounan always managed to sneak in. Although he always ended up with some kind of injury each time he sneaked in—either his shoes were lost or his robes were torn—he always had a different look, never repeating himself.

"I have it tough too, I get harassed every day!" Raising an eyebrow, Yin Quan glared at Gu Lounan, who was grinning.

"With Prince Duan absent, I, as the Imperial Advisor, am only doing this to ensure your safety, Your Highness..."

"I think it's because you're here that I'm not safe!" She interrupted Gu Lounan without any politeness, then crossed her arms and ignored him.

Upon hearing this, Gu Lounan did not refute, but smiled faintly, his narrow phoenix eyes seeming to hold two crescent moons, as gentle as the fragrance of grass carried by the spring breeze in March.

"Little Quan Quan, you can't say that. My feelings for you are genuine." With a slight smile playing on his lips, Gu Lou Nan's alluring features held a hint of amusement, yet a deep, dark light flickered in his narrow, dark eyes. Like a sliver of cold moonlight piercing through ancient jade in the deep sea, tinged with a faint mist, it was quite unfathomable.

"I'm sincere towards you too..." Yin Quan glanced at him expressionlessly, then pouted and continued, "I genuinely despise you."

"Listen to me, some things are better left unsaid too soon..." With his smile still on, Gu Lounan looked at her, standing there with his hands in his sleeves.

“Listen to me…” Yin Quan waved her hand dismissively, glancing at her own plump, round fingernails, and continued, “Don’t turn around.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Lounan was somewhat stunned. Almost subconsciously, he turned around and looked back. He heard a soft "bang" as a stone the size of a pigeon egg shattered into several pieces in front of him.

Although Yin Quan had known all along that Gu Lounan possessed martial arts skills, she was still shocked when she saw the stone that had attacked her shatter into pieces right before his eyes.

I wonder who is more powerful, him or Xiahou Ying...

They are clearly two completely opposite types of people, yet they share striking similarities.

It's funny to think about it. Yin Quan chuckled and said to him, "Since you're already here, why don't you have a meal with me?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Lounan's brows suddenly relaxed, and his handsome, long features seemed to be shrouded in a rosy glow, making him look astonishing.

Seeing his sudden change in expression, Yin Quan was also a little stunned.

I had initially thought he was a glamorous and wicked man, but now he doesn't seem so sinister.

His dark eyes, like ink-black jade filled with water, shimmered and seemed to come from the sun or the deep sea. His expression seemed so incongruous with his devilish features, yet they blended together perfectly. In an instant, he was like an ancient jade that had fallen into the deep sea and had been there for thousands of years, dazzling, calm and magnificent.

"I'll cook for you." After a moment of stunned silence, Gu Lounan smiled wickedly, like a crimson datura blooming in the deepest part of hell. As he spoke, the corners of his lips slowly turned upwards, and at the same time he moved closer to Yin Quan.

"You can cook?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I can do a lot more..." Gu Lounan said, leaning down slightly, but the latter subtly dodged him.

With her hands behind her back, Yin Quan walked past him, took a few steps forward, then stopped and looked back at him: "Come on, let's borrow a kitchen!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Lounan paused for a moment, but quickly walked towards her.

He originally thought that Yin Quan was just a woman who was slightly smarter than others. After several days of entanglement and back-and-forth, his activities in the Prince Duan's mansion were still limited to the outer courtyard and front hall, without moving an inch.

Walking behind her, Gu Lounan noticed the wooden hairpin casually tied behind her head and suddenly reached out to grab her, taking out an exquisite metal ring from his pocket.

Why are you pulling me like that?

"Don't move." He said casually, his long fingers brushing through the knot in her hair at the back of her head. With a soft "click," the metal clasp firmly locked her silky black hair.

"What did you put in my hair?" Yin Quan asked, reaching out to touch it, but Gu Lounan grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Good stuff," he replied with a smile, but his grip on her hands didn't loosen at all.

"I don't want to. What if it's some kind of trap or hidden weapon? Wouldn't I be putting the people in the palace in danger?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Lounan suddenly let go of her hand, raised his chin, and looked at her with a slightly surprised expression.

How did she know...?

Seeing the look of surprise slowly rising in his eyes, Yin Quan stopped what she was doing and stared at him intently.

Damn, could she really have been right...?

Suddenly, at that moment, Gu Lounan burst into laughter.

His laughter was soft, yet it contained not a trace of vulgarity; it sounded like the gentle melody of pearls falling onto a silver plate, and was not unpleasant at all.

"You can rest assured, what I give you will not be triggered without external force." As he spoke, his fingers suddenly stroked her long, glossy black hair that reached her waist. A faint glimmer of light appeared in her narrow phoenix eyes. Although the pale golden sunlight shone in them, there was always a hint of coldness in her dark, emerald-green pupils, as if they contained a wisp of smoke, binding her soul in countless threads.

Looking into his deep, dark eyes, Yin Quan subconsciously shifted her body, maintaining her distance from him.

Seemingly sensing Yin Quan's intentional or unintentional aloofness, Gu Lounan was neither annoyed nor irritated, but simply brushed his fingertips through her cool hair without leaving a trace.

"I'll trust you this once..." she said with some doubt. After she finished speaking, she looked ahead and saw a wooden signboard swaying slightly in the autumn wind not far away. On the signboard were three large black characters written in rounded strokes: Fu Lai Ju.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned her head to look at Gu Lounan beside her, raising an eyebrow and smiling, "What, do you dare to go there and give it a try?"

"Heh, what is there to be afraid of?" With his hands behind his back, Gu Lounan's pale orange lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident arc. Even his originally rather wicked expression revealed a captivating and heroic aura.

The owner of Fulaiju Restaurant was a middle-aged man with a straight mustache. He was tall and thin and looked rather refined, not like a businessman who ran a restaurant.

Upon learning that the two men wanted to use the restaurant's kitchen, the owner was initially reluctant, even considering kicking them out. However, he wasn't naive; having lived in Zhaoyang, he had seen many high-ranking officials and nobles. The two men's behavior and speech were extraordinary, and their clothing was made of rare and expensive materials. Kicking them out seemed inappropriate, but keeping them would interfere with his business.

The boss was in a real dilemma.

Seeing the troubled look on the restaurant owner's face, Gu Lounan smiled without saying a word, took out a gold ingot the size of a longan from his sleeve, pressed it with his pale, almost transparent fingers, and pushed it in front of him.

Seeing the gold gleaming under the newcomer's slender fingers, the shopkeeper was immediately stunned, staring blankly at the gold ingot, his mind going completely blank.

"Is the whole place enough? If not, I have more..." Gu Lounan lowered his gaze to the boss's stunned face, a warm smile always playing on his lips, like the wisps of smoke rising slowly from a fireplace, warm and fragrant, just like his noble and gorgeous crimson brocade robe, possessing an absolute allure.

"Enough! You! Quickly inform the guests that we're not doing business today! Go now!" Almost subconsciously wiping the thin layer of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, the restaurant owner hurriedly ordered the waiters to clear the area while rushing around the counter and bowing deeply to Gu Lounan at a full 90 degrees, his face filled with panic.

Looking at the gold ingot and then at the shop owner, Yin Quan instantly had the illusion that she had hooked up with a rich man.

Although Xiahou Ying was a prince, his lifestyle was no different from that of an ordinary person. Both the furniture and the decoration of his residence appeared remarkably understated. If one had to find anything different about him, it would perhaps be that his residence was larger than that of a typical wealthy household.