Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you conceal this from His Highness?"

Qin Wei suddenly spoke from behind, startling the two of them.

Wu Que saw that Qin Wei didn't give him a good face, but Bai Ling asked curiously: "When did you come? Why didn't Wu Que and I notice anything?"

Qin Wei said expressionlessly: "You two were so happy chatting that it's normal that you didn't notice me."

Wu Que looked Qin Wei up and down. She had no good feelings towards this newcomer who was repeatedly given privileges by Chu Shitong. "What do you mean by that? You have only been with His Highness for a few days. How dare you pretend to know His Highness so well?"

"I'm just kindly reminding you two."

Qin Wei looked at the red paper window with a deep and dark gaze, as if he could see through what the newlyweds were doing in the room. He said, "If you two go in now and tell His Highness, you still have a chance to save your lives. If you wait until tomorrow... I guess you two will have to keep your heads until tomorrow."

Wu Que glared at him, "Do you know how close our Highness is to His Highness? If you ruin His Highness' wedding night, can you afford to pay for it with your own life?"

Bai Ling sighed and said, "The young marquis is already dead. Even if we tell His Highness now, it will be too late to save him. It is better to wait until tomorrow. At least His Highness will be happy to get married today."

Qin Wei sneered and said nothing more.

These idiots, given Chu Shitong's temperament, would be dead if they knew that the people around them dared to hide something from her, not to mention that this matter concerns Chu Shifan. If Chu Shitong knew that she was living a life of debauchery without knowing anything about her cousin's death in battle, she would probably punish everyone severely, and might even kill many of them.

inside the house.

The red candles are shining brightly and the aroma of wine is lingering.

After going through a whole circle of customs, Si Jingli finally lifted the red scarf with the wedding pole. Chu Shitong's face was like a goddess of beauty under the firelight. She seldom wore red, and this red that had brought disaster to the country and the people seemed to have finally found a home on her. Just a quick glance at her was enough to make one's heart tremble with amazement.

Si Jingli stared at Chu Shitong blankly, forgetting even to blink.

Chu Shitong picked up the two glasses of wedding wine from the tray and handed him one. Seeing that he didn't take it, he couldn't help but teasing him.

"Your Highness, do you want to look at me like this all night?"

Si Jingli came back to his senses instantly, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he took the wedding wine and drank it carefully with Chu Shitong.

The golden and jade wine glass was placed on the table. Si Jingli was as nervous as if he was seeing his bride for the first time. He didn't dare to speak or look up.

Chu Shitong didn't expect that the young master would be like this. With some unexpressible evil intentions in mind, he smiled and touched his red earlobe.

"Is this a Quanzhou custom? The groom has to wear such heavy earrings."

Si Jingli nodded with a red face. Chu Shitong found it funny. She even suspected that Si Jingli was the bride.

"Why is your highness so shy? Didn't I see him looking so majestic a few days ago? He dared to carry me and walk away in front of so many people, but today is the wedding day and everything is so quiet."

Si Jingli felt a little embarrassed and protested softly, "I didn't..."

Chu Shitong asked, "Then your highness, do you intend to sit with me like this for the whole night?"

"Of course not..." Si Jingli glanced at the door and said, "Grandfather said that we have to wait for an auspicious time..."

"What can you do?"

"..."

Chu Shitong knew that the customs in Quanzhou were very complicated, so he patiently stopped teasing him and picked up his chopsticks to eat the food with relish.

Si Jingli glanced at the gold and jade bracelet on Chu Shitong's wrist and asked, "Is that bracelet given to you by your grandmother?"

"Ah."

It is said that Si Jingli's mother had it made before she died, specifically for her future daughter-in-law.

Si Jingli suddenly took Chu Shitong's hand and said very seriously: "Chu Shitong, we are married."

Chu Shitong paused, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"What does His Royal Highness want to express?"

Si Jingli said with a firm gaze: "I want to say that from today on, you and I are husband and wife. I hope you can put me first in everything, and I will treat you like this."

Chu Shitong nodded, but his eyes were staring at the candlelight absentmindedly.

Si Jingli thought she was unwilling, so he leaned over and hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "We have both worshipped the heaven and earth and met our ancestors. I don't ask you to stay by my side all day. I just want you to consider me more and love me a little more. Is this difficult for you?"

"It's not difficult. You and I are already husband and wife. I should put you first in everything. However, things in the court are sometimes beyond my control, and it is inevitable that I will ignore you. I hope that His Royal Highness can give me some room to make mistakes."

Chu Shitong stroked his eyebrows, not knowing whether she was thinking too much. She always felt that there was a fierceness hidden in Si Jingli's eyes, as if as long as she dared to say "no", Si Jingli's face would change immediately in the next second.

Si Jingli grabbed her hand and kissed it again and again, his eyes filled with morbid obsession.

"Tong'er, do you still remember what you said to me? You said that I would wait for you for five years at most. After the New Year, there will only be three years left. If you can't get the throne within three years, are you going to let me continue to wait for you, or leave the capital and return to Quanzhou with me?"

Chu Shitong sensed the thoughts in his heart that had not yet been extinguished, and said in a firm tone: "The throne will be in my hands within three years, Your Highness, there is no need to worry about this matter."

Si Jingli lowered his eyes slightly, a look of loss flashed across his eyes, and when he raised his head, his face was full of tenderness and nostalgia again.

"Then let's make a deal. If you can't do it in three years, you must come back to Quanzhou with me. You are not allowed to regret it."

"it is good."

Chu Shitong was very confident about this, because since Chu Shifan was sent to the battlefield, she had already secretly sent people to attack Chu Shihuan. The net was being laid tightly, and now all that was left was time.

Chu Shihuan would withdraw from the fight for the throne after only half a year of struggle, and Chu Shihan was even more vulnerable.

Chu Shiyu's body would fall ill within a year due to the chronic poison. That was when she would compete with Chu Shixuan. She never thought that Chu Shiyu would pass the throne to her. Chu Shiyu knew that she was a woman, so it was impossible for him to pass the throne to her. Therefore, she had to fight for the throne herself.

This time, she was determined to get the throne.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, a gong sounded outside the door.

Chu Shitong didn't know what this custom was, so she had to look at Si Jingli. She saw that Si Jingli's face became more and more red. She vaguely guessed what the sound of the gong meant.

But she wouldn't say it out loud. She pretended to be confused and looked at Si Jingli with her light brown eyes.

"Your Highness, what did that noise outside the door just now mean?"

Si Jingli blushed, and when he thought of a group of people gathered at the door, he unconsciously tensed up.

"Yes... it means the auspicious time has come..."

"Auspicious time?" Chu Shi Tongzang asked with a smile: "What auspicious time?"

Si Jingli felt more and more embarrassed to look at her, "It's... it's the auspicious time on the wedding night. When the time comes, we have to do... do what we should do."

Seeing that he was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak, Chu Shitong couldn't help but laugh.

"So what are we going to do on our wedding night?"

Si Jingli also realized that Chu Shitong was teasing him. Looking at her smiling face, his heart softened and he couldn't help but gently kiss her between the eyebrows.

"Do what couples do."

……

The moonlight is thin and the evening breeze is getting colder.

The hot water was sent back and forth in the house four times, and Chu Shitong almost lost his mind in the end.

The crowd in the courtyard had long since dispersed, and everything returned to silence again.

For some reason, when Chu Shitong gradually regained consciousness, he always felt an indescribable blockage in his heart and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Si Jingli fell asleep in her arms without realizing it. Chu Shitong stared out the window in a daze. She didn't understand why she couldn't sleep on such a happy day.

Maybe she drank too much, she felt a smell of alcohol around her body. Maybe the room was a little stuffy, she tiptoed, lifted Si Jingli's arm, got up and left the room.

The air in the yard was as cold as the broken moonlight all over the ground. A breath of cold air poured into her lungs, which made her feel much better instantly.

There was no one in the dark yard. She was sitting on a chair, distracted, holding a cup of cold tea.

"Your Highness."

Chu Shitong looked back slightly and found that the person behind him was Qin Wei.

She was now only wearing her inner clothes, with red plum petals left on her neck and wrists by Si Jingli. Her black hair was slightly disheveled, and her whole body exuded the scent of lovemaking.

"You have something to say."

Ever since Qin Wei refused to admit that he knew Chu Shitong, Chu Shitong had no patience with him.

The reason why we don’t kill a disloyal dog is that we just want to keep it for later use to eat its meat.

Qin Wei's voice was very low, just like his head was pressed down, his voice was slightly trembling and a little hoarse, as if he was holding back something, he said: "I have something to tell Your Highness."

The lark and the magpie quickly flew down from the roof and landed in front of Chu Shitong.

Chu Shitong looked at them strangely, "Do you two have something to do too?"

Bai Ling and Wu Que looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"I have something to report."

In order to get ahead of Qin Wei, the two had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the news of Chu Shifan's death.

If Qin Wei tells this matter, the two of them will definitely be punished. Only if they tell it in advance can they minimize the guilt brought by concealing the matter.

Chu Shitong rubbed his brows and said impatiently: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't waste my time."

Bai Ling swallowed and said, "Your Highness, the battlefield reported that... Young Master Fan died in the battle."

As soon as these words were spoken, the courtyard became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Chu Shitong stood there in a daze. The tea in his hand, which had already gone cold, seemed to have turned into a cup of ice, freezing cold.

Her eyes suddenly became cold and intimidating, and her voice was faintly filled with uncontrollable anger.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My cousin has a soft armor made by me personally. How could he die in battle?"

Bailing only knew that Chu Shitong had a bad temper. Facing Chu Shitong's impending rage, she dared not hide anything from him anymore and had to tell him the truth.

"Your Highness, you may not know this. An informant reported that Master Fan could not bear to see his subordinates go to the battlefield with injuries, so he lent the soft armor to his deputy general..."

Chu Shitong's pupils suddenly shrank, as if the uncomfortable lump in her heart had turned into a black hand from hell that stretched out and fiercely strangled her throat.

"How is that possible? I have warned him repeatedly that he cannot give the soft armor to anyone else!"

The thing she had been worried about finally happened. Even though she had reminded herself again and again, she still couldn't accept it the moment it actually happened.

She smashed the teacup next to Bailing, and the loud bang almost scared Bailing out of her wits. Wu Que hurriedly explained.

"Master Fan is a brave warrior who has never been injured on the battlefield. Perhaps because of this, he lowered his guard and lent his soft armor to others..."

Chu Shitong suddenly stood up and grabbed Wu Que's collar fiercely. His pupils and beautiful face became distorted and terrifying due to extreme anger.

"When did it happen? How did my cousin die? Tell me everything. If you dare to lie about this, I will make all of you die with him!"

Wu Que had never seen Chu Shitong like this before. It was as if he had become a completely different person in an instant, from the usually dignified and amiable prince to a dark and evil ghost crawling out of hell.