After transmigrating into the book, I replaced the innocent-looking girl and became the Crown Prince

That evening, Wu Weiwei was doing yoga in her room when she heard Lingfu come in and say that Liuyun had arrived.

"Miss Wu, the young master requests your presence."

"Okay, you can go back now, I'll be there soon."

Wu Weiwei had a maid bring her a basin of water, quickly wiped herself down, and then casually put on some clothes before heading towards Qingsong Courtyard.

When Wu Weiwei arrived at the study, she saw the prince intently reviewing official documents.

"Bring up a pot of tea."

Hearing her footsteps as she entered, the prince gave his orders without even looking up.

"Yes."

A short while later, she brought the fragrant Pu'er tea to the prince.

Lu Hanting then put down his pen and took the tea that emitted a faint fragrance.

Do you know why I summoned you here?

Wu Weiwei's eyes slightly upturned as she carefully replied:

"This humble servant does not know."

At this moment, Wu Weiwei was only wearing a cloak over her shoulders, and underneath, a pure white silk nightgown clung loosely to her body, subtly revealing her alluring curves.

Upon seeing this scene, the words the prince was about to utter instantly caught in his throat, and his youthful and vigorous body reacted immediately.

"Who told you to come dressed like that?"

Wu Weiwei was stunned when she saw the tent that had suddenly been erected by the Crown Prince.

She was indeed at the prime of her life; she hadn't done anything, yet the man had already reacted.

Wu Weiwei carefully recalled the plot of the novel, and it seemed that apart from the cousin, there had been no other women in his room.

The female lead loves to play hard to get. When the two spend time together in private, the prince develops feelings for her and wants to do something to her, but she always refuses and implies that he can only do something to her after the ceremony.

so?

That bastard, that day with her, could it be...?

It has to be said that Wu Weiwei is right.

Damn, no wonder he took her so hard that night, seven times in one night, each time lasting only a few minutes. And this bastard had absolutely no skill. It turns out she was his mentor in that area.

Seeing Wu Weiwei's stunned expression, Lu Hanting also thought of that night.

He imagined himself half-asleep, overhearing the woman beside him making slightly disgusted remarks, muttering something about being a premature ejaculator and not having the skill to hurt her...

He suddenly grabbed her chin, his gaze turning slightly cold: "Madam Wu, I vaguely remember that you seemed to have said many unpleasant things that night... Why don't you repeat what you said that night?"

Wu Weiwei felt a sharp pain in her chin from being pinched. As she watched the prince's aura gradually turn cold, she suddenly remembered the words of disdain she had uttered for him that night.

But wasn't he asleep at the time?

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The thought that he might have overheard her complaints made Wu Weiwei's face stiffen instantly.

"Your Highness is joking. I was so tired that night that I almost fainted. I think you might be dreaming, or perhaps you were mistaken."

Regardless of whether the crown prince believed her explanation or not, she still had to defend herself.

Men are most afraid of being told they are incompetent, especially when the person in front of them is a powerful minister favored by the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the heir of the Marquis of Dingguo's mansion, and the overt ruler who holds the power of life and death over her.

Although official criticism is the most lethal, and that is indeed the case, it is absolutely unacceptable for it to come from the mouth of a concubine.

His chin, which had been tightly gripped, gradually relaxed, and the cold light in the prince's eyes finally dissipated.

Wu Weiwei felt her heart was pounding just now, and she thought to herself that she would never be foolish enough to say what was on her mind again next time.

With this commotion, Lu Hanting forgot why he had called her over.

"Do you know how to grind ink?"

"will not."

Wu Weiwei answered quickly.

She has her own pride, you know?

Having just experienced a near-fatal ordeal, all she wanted to do was go back and rest to calm her nerves. So even if she knew how, she didn't want to do any more hard labor for that bastard.

Seeing her sullen reply, Lu Hanting's expression softened, a rare occurrence.

He had thought she was only interested in marrying him, but it turned out she was also a person with ambition, and he found her rather endearing.

"I teach you."

Lu Hanting walked over, stood behind her, and took her hand. He first took a small spoonful of water from the water bowl and placed it on the old pit Tao inkstone on the desk, and then took the ink stick and put it into the inkstone.

"When grinding ink, place your hand vertically on the inkstone, then lift your hand and begin grinding the ink in a clockwise circular motion. The speed should not be too fast or too slow..."

Wu Weiwei, who was almost embraced, felt a faint scent of ebony and sandalwood permeating her nose. The hot breath of the man beside her rushed into her ear, and she felt dizzy for a moment. She did not remember any of the ink-grinding techniques he taught her.

"Have you learned it?"

The man's deep, pleasant voice rang in her ear.

"I've learned it..."

Wu Weiwei didn't expect that this man, who was bad at bed skills, was really good at seducing and bewitching women.

If she hadn't had several boyfriends before, possessed strong willpower, and been resistant to temptation, she would probably have already fallen for his seductive charm.

"Now that you've learned it, demonstrate it for me."

Seeing her dazed look, Lu Hanting sneered inwardly.

This woman dared to mock his poor skills in bed; just wait and see how he deals with her.

If Wu Weiwei knew what the young master was thinking at this moment, she would probably say with certainty: It's only a few minutes, any man can withstand that.

Lu Hanting moved aside slightly, wanting to see if she had really learned it.

Wu Weiwei pretended not to see the hint of disdain in the prince's eyes.

The original owner's father was a scholar who had studied diligently for more than ten years, but for some reason he ended up as a teacher in a rural private school.

From a young age, she was well-versed in literature under her father's guidance. Not to mention grinding ink, she could even write beautiful small characters.

Lu Hanting saw that she was holding an ink stick in one hand and pinching her sleeve with the other, slowly and rhythmically turning it to grind the ink. Such skillful movements showed that her earlier claim that she didn't know how to grind ink was a lie.

He wanted to question her immediately, but when he looked up and saw her delicate, fair fingers peeking out from under her sleeve, he remembered the passionate way she had hooked her soft hand around his neck and whispered a love song that night. The anger in his heart vanished without a trace.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed twice, pretending to be coughing, to remind her that it was okay.

Wu Weiwei looked up and saw that his resolute and handsome face was covered with a faint blush.

She couldn't understand what she had done to make him aroused.

"Alright, I have official business to attend to. Go find a book to read on the bookshelf!"

Wu Weiwei felt completely bewildered. Why would he call her here in the middle of the night just so she could read a book and keep him company?

My God, please spare her!

At this moment, all she really wanted was to get some beauty sleep.

Seeing that she seemed unwilling, Lu Hanting pointed behind her and said, "If you don't want to read, then organize the files for me!"

When Wu Weiwei arrived, she saw a pile of booklets on the ground with no sense of arrangement.

He figured he would fight tooth and nail to finish all this before letting her go home, so she reluctantly squatted down and began to sort and categorize it for him.

Seeing her being enslaved by him yet daring not to speak out in anger, Lu Hanting's lips curled up slightly.

Time passed little by little.

Wu Weiwei was completely bewildered by this pile of files and registers of household names.

However, since the prince did not tell her to stop, she dared not stop either, and could only turn the pages and organize the document.

In the study, Lu Hanting was diligently reviewing official documents under the lamp. Wu Weiwei glanced up and saw his stunningly handsome face.

I must say, his profile is absolutely stunning.

But when she thought about his reputation as a premature ejaculator, which concerned her future happiness, Wu Weiwei immediately lost all interest in appreciating handsome men.

Just as she was dozing off with her eyes half-closed, a prominent name on the booklet instantly roused her from sleep.

"Bei-Yu-er!"

She wasn't mistaken; this was the name the female protagonist changed to after escaping death in Tongzhou in the novel.