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

These three days have been quite an eye-opener for the palace servants of the Eastern Palace.

They've received professional training; what kind of big scenes haven't they seen?

But these past three days...

Even after undergoing the most rigorous training, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

What is His Highness the Crown Prince like on a normal day?

He was aloof and abstinent, detached from women; even the most beautiful girl was no different from potatoes or cabbage.

But after the wedding...

Tsk.

Because Su Yaoyao was married into the Eastern Palace, Xiao Chenyuan specially selected a group of simple, clean, and efficient palace maids.

but……

Humans are all naturally gossipy...

"Your Highness..." A young palace maid carrying an empty tray walked past from the corridor, her face flushed crimson. "How could you be like this..."

Another palace maid tugged at her sleeve.

"Stop talking, stop talking, or the old lady will hear and you'll get scolded again."

"But..." the maid lowered her voice, "they called for water ten times on the first day, eight times on the second day, and today is the last day? I've lost count..."

"Shh-"

The two men hunched their shoulders and walked quickly past.

The staff in the hot water room worked in shifts, so the fire on the stove was never extinguished.

The bed sheets were taken out one after another, and the old women in the laundry room blushed as they looked at them.

"What kind of mess will this make...?"

"Don't ask, the answer is detoxification."

"What poison requires three days to cure?"

"..."

The palace servants responsible for serving meals in the corridor also blushed.

On the first day, ginseng soup was served.

When it came out, the bottom of the bowl was still steaming—there was no time to drink it at all.

The next day, they switched to deer blood wine.

This time the bowl was empty; not a drop was left.

On the third day, the head maid personally brought over a tray.

On the tray was a bowl of soup, the broth was clear, but the smell... was a bit strange.

"This is a treasure from the Western Regions," the head maid said in a low voice, "specially for His Highness to nourish his body."

The old woman quietly pushed open the door to the bedchamber, and a suggestive atmosphere wafted out.

She didn't dare to lift her head when she took her inside.

All I know is that every time I go in, His Highness the Crown Prince is still there...busy.

The bed curtains were hanging down, obscuring the view inside; only the curtains could be seen swaying gently.

The sounds that occasionally drifted from the bedchamber made her wish she could plug her ears.

Once outside, she clutched her chest, unable to breathe for a long time.

His Highness the Crown Prince usually seems aloof and ascetic, how come...

Why is this happening?!

---

Under the eaves, Ling Feng and Chun Tao squatted on either side of each other, resting their chins on their hands, their expressions exactly the same.

Ling Feng felt sorry for his prince.

His Highness the Crown Prince is usually a very disciplined person; he gets up at dawn and goes to bed at dusk without fail. But these past three days…

It must have been exhausting to detoxify the Crown Princess.

Ling Feng sighed.

"Your Highness is so pitiful... Why is the Crown Princess's poison so difficult to cure..."

Chun Tao felt sorry for her young mistress.

Miss's health was already weak, and although she has recovered somewhat recently, she can't withstand this kind of torment!

She listened to the faint sounds coming from inside the house, and her heart ached.

Chuntao sighed.

"Poor Miss... It's been three days already... Miss must have suffered terribly..."

Ling Feng also sighed.

"Your Highness hasn't even had a proper drink of water these past three days..." he said quietly, "You've been busy all the time..."

Chuntao glared at him.

"Busy? Busy tormenting my young lady?"

Ling Feng glared at her too.

"Too much trouble? That's detoxification! Don't you understand?"

Chuntao pouted.

"Does the detoxification take three days?"

Ling Feng choked.

He thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Perhaps... the poison is more potent?"

Chuntao cried out.

"Miss is so pitiful... How could Your Highness put her through this..."

The two exchanged a glance.

He sighed again.

He continued to squat with his chin resting on his hand.

---

On the evening of the third day, the door to the sleeping quarters finally opened.

Ling Feng jumped up in a start.

Xiao Chenyuan appeared at the door.

Ling Feng glanced at it and froze.

What is His Highness the Crown Prince like on a normal day?

He was aloof and noble, with an elegant and refined air. Standing there, he was like a painting, and his aura made people afraid to approach him.

What now?

His clothes were neatly arranged, the moon-white brocade robe was impeccably made, his hair was tied up again, and his golden crown was placed upright.

But that face...

The dark circles under his eyes couldn't be hidden.

His steps were also somewhat unsteady.

the most important is--

That Crown Prince who would remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him—

Surprisingly, he was supporting his lower back.

Ling Feng: "…………"

Your Highness, what is this...?

Xiao Chenyuan coughed lightly, his expression remaining unchanged.

"Ling Feng".

"exist."

"Find a female physician to take the Crown Princess's pulse. The poison should have been neutralized."

Ling Feng nodded.

"Yes."

Xiao Chenyuan paused, then added a sentence.

"Um... find me a royal physician as well."

He paused again, seemingly considering his words.

"Cough, skilled in healing."

Ling Feng: "…………"

Skilled in conditioning.

understood.

He turned to do it, but after taking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back.

Xiao Chenyuan was still standing at the door, his hand still on his waist.

Ling Feng silently withdrew his gaze and quickened his pace.

Chuntao had already darted over.

"Your Highness!" she exclaimed, peeking into the bedchamber. "May I go in and see Miss?"

Xiao Chenyuan nodded.

"Later," he said. "Go and make her some nourishing porridge. She's tired and still asleep."

Chun Tao agreed and dashed off to the small kitchen.

---

Chun Tao carried the cooked porridge and tiptoed into the bedroom.

Although the bedding had been changed several times in the past three days, the room had been kept clean and tidy, and the incense had been changed several times, Chun Tao still couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat when she went in.

A certain ambiguous atmosphere still lingered in the bedchamber.

The bed curtains were half-drawn, and the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen.

Chuntao walked over and gently lifted the curtain.

Then she froze.

Su Yaoyao lay on the bed, her long black hair spread out on the pillow, making her face look even paler.

His eyes were dark and bluish-black, and there seemed to be tear stains still clinging to his eyelashes. His lips were slightly swollen and had bite marks.

I felt like all my energy had been drained.

The scariest thing is——

Chun Tao's gaze shifted downwards, and tears streamed down her face.

The woman's exposed arms, neck, and even down to her collarbone were covered with marks of varying depths.

Green and purple, densely packed.

There was hardly a single piece of good meat.

"Miss……"

She rushed to the bedside, tears streaming down her face.

"Waaaaah... His Highness the Crown Prince is such a beast..."

Su Yaoyao opened her eyes groggily and was stunned when she saw Chuntao's tear-streaked face.

"Chuntao? Why are you crying?"

Chuntao pointed to the marks on her body and cried uncontrollably.

"Miss...look at yourself...there's not a single good piece of flesh on your body...waaaaaah..."

Su Yaoyao looked down.

I was stunned.

She's been in a daze for the past three days, rarely fully conscious, and often passing out from the stress.

All I know is that Xiao Chenyuan was like a hungry wolf, wanting more and more, and I could never get enough.

Unexpectedly...