The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

The next day

When Su Yaoyao woke up, the sun was shining brightly.

She moved, her whole body aching as if she had been disassembled and reassembled.

"hiss--"

Xiao Chenyuan's voice came from above.

"woke up?"

Su Yaoyao looked up and met his eyes.

He was full of energy, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

Su Yaoyao felt unbalanced.

"Your Highness, how come you're not tired at all?"

Xiao Chenyuan thought for a moment.

"I don't know either."

Su Yaoyao glared at him.

Xiao Chenyuan smiled and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"Perhaps..." he paused, "...possessing extraordinary talent."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

There was a noise outside the door.

It was Chuntao's voice.

"Your Highness, Crown Princess, breakfast has been placed at the door."

Xiao Chenyuan got up, put on his outer robe, and went to the door to bring in a food box.

The food box contained congee, side dishes, and a bowl of ginseng soup.

Xiao Chenyuan pushed the ginseng soup in front of her.

"I drank it."

Su Yaoyao looked at the bowl of soup.

"What is this?"

"Ginseng soup," Xiao Chenyuan said without changing his expression. "It's good for replenishing qi."

Su Yaoyao looked at him suspiciously.

"Your Highness, you didn't add anything to it, did you?"

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow.

"Add what?"

Su Yaoyao blushed and remained silent.

Xiao Chenyuan smiled.

"Don't worry," he said, "I don't need those."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

This person is getting better and better at talking.

After drinking the ginseng soup, she felt some strength restored.

The next night.

Su Yaoyao lay on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless.

"How many times has this happened?" she murmured.

Xiao Chenyuan put his arm around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Too many to count..."

Su Yaoyao closed her eyes.

"I don't want to live anymore."

"The effects of the medicine haven't completely dissipated yet."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

She suddenly remembered the book and struggled to reach for it.

Xiao Chenyuan reacted quickly and grabbed the book first.

"Would the lady like to see it?"

Su Yaoyao snatched it.

Xiao Chenyuan raised his hand, causing her to miss her target.

"Your Highness!"

Xiao Chenyuan opened the book and looked at it by candlelight.

"This pose..." he raised an eyebrow, "you can try it."

Su Yaoyao: "!!!"

Before she could resist, he scooped her up.

"Xiao Chenyuan!"

"Um."

"You—uh!"

The curtains began to sway again.

The book was tossed aside, and on the open page were two little figures.

The posture is indeed quite difficult.

---

Day three.

Anar knocked on the door.

"Little sister! Come out and play!"

A muffled sound came from inside, as if something was covering it.

"No, no... I'm tired..."

Anar was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

"Hahaha, little sister, take it easy! Don't drain His Highness dry!"

Xiao Chenyuan's calm voice came from inside.

"No need for the princess to trouble herself."

Anar laughed even harder.

Su Qingrun walked over and pulled her away.

"I'm gone."

Anar chased after her.

"Why aren't you worried? Your sister has been locked up for two days!"

Su Qingrun didn't turn her head.

"Closing her up? That's her own choice."

Anar was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant and her face turned red instantly.

Xie Yu and Ashina Lie came to join in the fun.

"Three days!" Xie Yu slapped his thigh. "Your Highness is about to break a record!"

Ashina Lie stroked his chin.

"In the Northern Desert, those who can stay in their tents for three days are true warriors."

Xie Yu looked at him.

"What are you trying to say?"

Ashina Lie said earnestly.

"Your Highness is a brave warrior."

Xie Yu: "..."

nonsense.

Jiang Jingchen stood to the side and coughed lightly.

"Keep your voices down, don't let Yao Yao hear you."

Chu Qingzi stood beside him, expressionless.

"She can't hear."

Jiang Jingchen looked at her.

How did you know?

Chu Qingzi's ear tips turned slightly red, but she remained calm.

"...I guessed."

Jiang Jingchen looked at her and smiled.

----

Inside the bedchamber, the red candles had been changed several times.

Clothes were scattered everywhere, red, white, and black, all tangled together, making it impossible to tell them apart.

The book "108 Styles of XXXX" was carelessly tossed aside on my pillow, and the page I opened to was exactly the forty-second style.

The pages of the book were slightly wrinkled.

The bed curtains were drawn low, and only two intertwined figures could be vaguely seen.

Su Yaoyao had completely lost track of what day it was.

The third attack of the drug was much stronger than she had imagined.

Su Yaoyao lay on the bed, not even wanting to move a finger.

She felt like a salted fish that had been squeezed dry.

No, even salted fish has more moisture than her.

Xiao Chenyuan lay down beside her, one arm around her waist, the other playing with the ends of her hair.

Xiao Chenyuan did indeed have a solution.

His solution was—himself.

"Yaoyao, are you feeling unwell?"

She shook her head, then nodded.

Uncomfortable? Comfortable? She couldn't tell anymore.

All she knew was that when he left, that burning heat surged up again, forcing her to cling to him.

"Your Highness..."

Her voice was soft, almost like she was being coquettish, and her eyes were watery.

Xiao Chenyuan's self-control collapsed instantly.

The second time, the third time, the fourth time...

He has lost count.

All I know is that she's like a flame that can't be extinguished.

They read that book over and over again.

"How about we give this a try?"

"Your back will break..."

"And this one?"

"...My legs will cramp."

"Your Highness, do you even know how?"

Xiao Chenyuan looked down at her, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"I don't know how, then Yaoyao, will you teach me?"

Su Yaoyao choked.

Then she actually started teaching.

Xiao Chenyuan learned very quickly.

She almost regretted teaching him.

"Your Highness... something's not right here!"

"Wasn't it you who taught you?"

"I...I didn't teach that..."

Xiao Chenyuan chuckled and kissed her lips.

---

It's been three days.

Three whole days.

No one remembers how many times they called for water.

All I know is that the water in the bathtub was changed again and again.

Sometimes it's in the bathtub, sometimes in bed, and sometimes on the tatami mat by the window.

Su Yaoyao could no longer distinguish between day and night.

She finally understood what it meant to "not mess with a man who has been celibate for ten years".

They also know what "the strongest dose of the drug" means.

She wondered vaguely what the medicine's formula was. Was Heqing's father a devil?

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Chenyuan's voice came from above, carrying a lazy feeling of satisfaction.

Su Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

"I'm wondering who formulated that medicine."

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow.

"Want revenge?"

"I want to become his apprentice," Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth, "and ask him how he managed to concoct such a monstrous thing."

Xiao Chenyuan chuckled softly.

The laughter, muffled in her chest, made Su Yaoyao's ears go numb.

"No need for an apprenticeship," he said in a low voice, "I've already put it into practice."

Su Yaoyao: "..."

She looked up and glared at him.

"Your Highness!"

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"What's wrong?"

Su Yaoyao looked at him.

It's been three days, how come this person isn't tired at all?

His eyes were still bright, and he had a smile on his lips, looking as energetic as if he had just woken up.

She looked at herself again.

My whole body aches and feels weak, my back feels like it's about to break, and my voice is hoarse.

unfair.

"Your Highness," she said sullenly, "are you made of iron?"

Xiao Chenyuan smiled.

In those phoenix eyes, there was satisfaction, heartache, and a hint of... lingering desire.

"Your Highness..." Her voice was hoarse.

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and fed her water.

"Are you still feeling unwell?"

Su Yaoyao shook her head.

The heat has subsided.

Instead, I felt a tingling, aching sensation all over my body.

She glared at him.

"You still ask!"

Xiao Chenyuan smiled and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"I'm worried about you. Where are you feeling unwell?"

Su Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

"I feel terrible all over... Your Highness is too much of a troublemaker..."

Xiao Chenyuan chuckled and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"That's to detoxify you."

Su Yaoyao glared at him.

"...beast."

Xiao Chenyuan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The smile was gentle, but the eyes and brows were relaxed.

He reached out and pulled the person, blanket and all, into his arms.

"Are you shy?" He whispered in her ear through the blanket. "A couple of days ago, you were much more...passionate than you are now."

"Xiao Chenyuan!"

Su Yaoyao was so ashamed and angry that she kicked him under the covers.

Xiao Chenyuan groaned, but hugged her even tighter.