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

The next day, Xiao Chenyuan happened to be on leave.

He was an early riser; even when he didn't have to attend court, he would wake up at the end of the Yin hour (3-5 AM). After sitting quietly in the Buddhist hall for an hour, the sky would gradually brighten.

On my way back from the Buddhist hall, I happened to pass by the bamboo grove outside Jingyu Pavilion.

Jingyuxuan is just over there in the bamboo grove.

I wonder if she's awake yet.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he suppressed it. Just as he was about to turn and return to his study, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the bamboo grove...?

At first, there was the rustling sound of fabric rubbing together, followed by soft breathing, occasionally interspersed with a very low, lazy hum.

Xiao Chenyuan hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

Then, he saw a scene that made his blood boil.

In the courtyard, Su Yaoyao was wearing... clothes he had never seen before.

The clothes had clearly been altered; the upper body was a tight-fitting, light purple short-sleeved shirt, the thin and clinging material highlighting the curves of her full breasts.

Her lower body was covered with wide silk trousers, the cuffs of which were tied at the ankles, making her legs appear straight and long.

At this moment, she was slowly bending over, supporting herself with her hands on the ground, her buttocks raised high, her whole body curving into a breathtaking arc.

That position made the already tight-fitting fabric even more constricted.

The altered clothes clung tightly to her body, outlining her full breasts, slender waist, and pert, rounded buttocks.

As she moved, her collar slipped down slightly, revealing a dazzling expanse of white skin and a deep cleavage from Xiao Chenyuan's angle...

The morning light shone on her, making her skin appear as smooth and lustrous as jade.

Xiao Chenyuan's pupils contracted sharply. He instinctively tried to turn around, but his feet seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

Unbeknownst to her, Su Yaoyao continued breathing and slowly shifting her position. She raised one leg, stretched it back, leaned forward, and her chest almost touched the ground. That posture... was practically an invitation.

Xiao Chenyuan felt a surge of heat rush to a certain spot, making his breathing erratic.

Chun Tao came out of the house with tea in her hands. She was startled when she saw the Crown Prince at the gate of the courtyard. Just as she was about to bow, she saw that His Highness the Crown Prince was staring intently at her young lady. His eyes... were a little frightening.

She followed the prince's gaze and looked up to see her young mistress striking that shocking pose again, and suddenly realized what was going on.

Chuntao is quite calm now.

The first time she saw the young lady doing this so-called "yoga," she was so shocked that she dropped the handkerchief in her hand. Without saying a word, she rushed over and wrapped the young lady in a bed sheet, stammering, "Miss, this is improper."

The young lady burst into laughter, saying, "What's so special about this? It's just a way to exercise."

Do you need to stick your butt out that high to train your body?! Do you need to lift your legs that far?!

Chun Tao didn't understand, but she's gotten used to it now.

She silently retreated to the corridor, pretending to be a pillar.

Su Yaoyao finally finished a set of movements, slowly stood up, and looked up to see the prince, who looked like a stone sculpture, at the entrance of the courtyard.

Her eyes lit up, and instead of flinching, she smiled and waved, "Good morning, Your Highness!"

Her voice was clear and crisp, her smile bright and cheerful, and she didn't seem to notice anything amiss about the current situation.

Xiao Chenyuan: "..."

As she approached, the details of her clothes became clearer. The fabric was slightly damp with sweat, clinging to her skin and outlining the hollows of her waist and the two full breasts that trembled gently with her steps.

Su Yaoyao walked up to him, looked up at him, and then noticed that his face was not right—his ears were red as blood, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his eyes were unfocused, he just didn't dare to look at her.

"Your Highness?" Su Yaoyao tilted her head. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Chenyuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and barely managed to find his voice: "...Put your clothes on."

"Huh?" Su Yaoyao looked down at herself. "I'm wearing it."

She drew the pattern for Chun Tao to alter, and although it showed a bit of her waist, it was considered quite conservative by modern standards.

Xiao Chenyuan took a deep breath, trying his best to make his voice sound calm: "What... were you doing just now?"

"Just now?" Su Yaoyao deliberately leaned forward, almost touching him. "Oh, doing yoga. Your Highness, would you like to try it too? It's especially good for your back."

Xiao Chenyuan's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

Try? How? Like she just did...bending over, sticking out her buttocks, her clothes disheveled?

Su Yaoyao walked to the stone table in the courtyard, where Chuntao handed her some warm tea. Su Yaoyao took it, tilted her head back, and took a sip, her Adam's apple bobbing as she swallowed.

A drop of sweat slid down her chin, dripped into her slightly open collar, and disappeared deeper inside.

Xiao Chenyuan's gaze followed the bead of sweat uncontrollably until it disappeared from sight, at which point he snapped back to reality.

He felt like he was about to get a nosebleed.

"Your Highness?" Su Yaoyao put down her teacup, and seeing him still standing there, raised an eyebrow. "Is there anything else?"

"...It's nothing." Xiao Chenyuan quickly withdrew his gaze, turned around and left, "I have other matters to attend to."

His steps were quick and large, his wide sleeves fluttering, giving the impression of a hasty escape.

Su Yaoyao watched him disappear around the corner of the corridor and chuckled.

Chun Tao then dared to come closer and whispered, "Miss, you're teasing His Highness again..."

"No way," Su Yaoyao said matter-of-factly, "I was clearly training seriously."

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Xiao Chenyuan hurried back to his study, slammed the door shut, and leaned against it, breathing heavily.

My mind was filled with the scene in the courtyard just now—a slender waist, full breasts, pert buttocks... and that dazzling expanse of snow-white skin.

He closed his eyes and tried to recite a few calming mantras, but the images wouldn't go away.

Even more critically, somewhere, there has been an unexpected reaction.

"Your Highness," Ling Feng's voice came from outside the door, "the imperial physician has come to change the dressing."

Xiao Chenyuan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, before saying, "Come in."

The imperial physician entered carrying his medicine chest, bowed respectfully, and began to change his dressing.

The wound is healing well; the redness and swelling have subsided, and a scab has begun to form. The imperial physician, while applying medicine, said, "Your Highness, this wound will heal completely in a few more days. Just remember not to exert yourself, lest the wound reopen."

"Hmm," Xiao Chenyuan replied absentmindedly.

The imperial physician finished bandaging the wound and was about to take his leave when he suddenly heard His Highness the Crown Prince speak:

"etc."

"Does Your Highness have any further instructions?"

Xiao Chenyuan remained silent for a moment, his voice trying his best to remain calm:

"Prescribe some medicine to reduce internal heat for me."

The imperial physician was taken aback: "Treat it to reduce internal heat? Does Your Highness feel there is heat toxin in your body? But the wound shows no signs of redness, swelling, or suppuration..."

"Just drive it when I tell you to," Xiao Chenyuan interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Xiao Chenyuan sat in the chair and raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples.

The image of Su Yaoyao's snow-white back as she bent over flashed through his mind again.

He suddenly closed his eyes.

...It seems we'll have to keep this medicine on hand for a long time.

Xiao Chenyuan walked to the window and looked in the direction of Jingyuxuan.

The morning light was just right, and the shadow of the magnolia tree in the courtyard swayed gently on the bluestone ground.

He recalled that fleeting glimpse from just now, and unconsciously rubbed his fingertips together, as if he could still feel the warmth of the skin beneath the tight-fitting fabric.

After a long pause, he sighed softly, his voice so low that only he could hear it:

"...Truly, a fairy."