Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

"You have served my mother for many years. Even if you have no merit, you have worked hard. How could I attack your brother? I just took him to my side because I felt sorry for him being alone."

Yue Er lowered her head, tightly grasped the tobacco in the paper bag, and said, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will definitely do what I promised. Please don't make things difficult for my brother."

"I see. It's getting late. You should go and give mother some hangover soup as soon as possible."

Yue'er put away the paper bag, held the sobering soup, bowed to Chu Shitong, and then walked towards the main hall.

Chu Shitong never made things difficult for Han Zijun from beginning to end. Han Zijun was a narrow-minded guy, so Chu Shitong only arranged for him to attend classes in a separate courtyard and found a school for him. He also gave him one or two taels of silver as pocket money every month. This was considered the utmost that Chu Shitong could do.

She wandered outside for a while, and when she saw that it was indeed late at night and almost time to leave the party, she slowly went back home.

In the palace.

Chu Shitong sat back in his original seat. Chu Shifeng and the concubine beside him were no longer there. They must have returned to the mansion.

Chu Shitong had just sat down, and before the seat had even warmed up, he already felt the eyes of the people around him inexplicably falling on him.

She lowered her head and drank her tea silently, wondering what had happened while she was out. Just as she was thinking about it, Chu Shiyu spoke from his high position.

"Xiaoqi."

Chu Shitong immediately put down his teacup, stood up and said, "Your son is here."

Master Chu said, "Master Wuji of Kaiyuan Temple just sent a letter to you. The letter states that you can go and pray for rain in Qiongzhou. Does Xiaoqi have any objection to this?"

Chu Shitong: “…”

Chu Shixuan said lightly: "Father, Xiaoqi is still young. It might be inappropriate to let her do this kind of thing."

"Your Majesty, you worry too much." Chu Shitong smiled politely and said, "I have no objection."

Master Wuji has said so, so it is useless even if I have objections. It is just praying for rain. Chu Shitong can just go there once according to the date. It will definitely rain when it is time.

Seeing Chu Shitong being so well-behaved, Chu Shiyu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Xiaoqi is still the one who wins my heart."

The Queen also chimed in, "Xiao Qi is really obedient and sensible. Master Wuji said this because Xiao Qi is the one who can help Qiongzhou pray for rain. If we can really pray for a heavy rain, the people of Qiongzhou will definitely be grateful to the royal family."

"Yes." Concubine Li also started to watch the fun and make sarcastic remarks, "Xiao Qi was personally selected by Master Wuji. Others don't have the blessing to go."

The smile on Yun Xiangrong's face slowly faded. She looked at Chu Shiyu and pleaded, "Your Majesty, Xiao Qi is still young. No one dares to say for sure when offering sacrifices to the gods to pray for rain. What if Xiao Qi can't pray for rain? Why not ask Master Wuji to go with you? With Master Wuji here, whether it rains or not, I think the people will not have any objections."

"Sister Yun, you really dote on Xiao Qi." Concubine Li smiled and said, "Xiao Qi was chosen by Master Wuji himself, and Xiao Qi just agreed. How can you say that you can't get what you want?"

A hint of annoyance flashed across Yun Xiangrong's eyes, but was concealed by her lowering her eyes.

Master Chu said, "Master Wuji said that he is too busy these days, and has entrusted Jing'er to go with him to help. Jing'er has practiced in Kaiyuan Temple for many years, and I think his spiritual roots are deep, so there won't be any problems."

Chu Shitong never thought that he would have the opportunity to meet Chu Shijing privately in this life.

Yun Xiangrong kept looking at Chu Shitong from afar, with a hesitant look on her face, as if she had something to say.

Chu Shitong knew that she was willing to speak up for him only because she was afraid that he would not be able to pray for rain this time, which would cause public outcry and thus implicate Yun Xiangrong.

Concubine Li laughed non-stop as if she was listening to a joke.

"Sister Yun is so lucky. We didn't see the Fourth Princess many times from beginning to end. Xiao Qi is so lucky to have the Fourth Princess accompany her on her trip to Qiongzhou this time."

Yun Xiangrong looked at her coldly, as if she was used to it, and was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Chu Shitong didn't want to listen to her sarcasm, so she said, "Sixth brother said before that if one of us can go to Qiongzhou, we should take the other one with us. This time, not only Sixth brother is accompanying me, but Fourth sister is also accompanying me. Naturally, I am lucky."

The smile on Concubine Li's face froze, and she widened her eyes in disbelief.

"What? Feng'er wants to go with you?"

"Yes." Chu Shitong's smile was even brighter than Concubine Li's just now. "This was proposed by the Sixth Brother. It's a gentleman's agreement. How can it be disregarded?"

Concubine Li's face looked extremely ugly. She didn't expect that after laughing for so long, her son still had to go in the end.

The Queen glanced at her with contempt and said, "Well, let them discuss the matter between Old Six and Little Seven in private. Concubine Li, don't get involved."

Concubine Li reluctantly responded, "Yes."

The banquet ended soon, and everyone went back to the palace or left.

Chu Shitong was sitting in the carriage, thinking about whether he should do something on the way to Qiongzhou.

Chu Shifeng said that although he had drunk a little wine when they went to Qiongzhou together, he was definitely conscious. Chu Shitong knew this person and knew that as long as he said it, he would definitely find ways to do so.

Although she didn't know what the point of going to Qiongzhou together was, she knew that Chu Shifeng couldn't stop them. If she insisted on stopping him this time, she might even annoy him.

I can't move him for the moment, so I have to let him follow me this time.

The carriage hadn't even left the palace gate when Chu Shitong felt it suddenly stop. Then a red suspicious creature rolled and crawled into the carriage in a familiar manner.

Chu Shitong: “…”

She helplessly helped Si Jingli up from under the table, brushed the dust off his body, and said.

"Your Highness, you can stop the car normally next time. What if you get hurt if you roll up like this?"

Si Jingli raised his head. His hair was a little messy because of his previous actions. Chu Shitong helped him tidy up the few strands of hair on his face. There was not much smell of alcohol on his body, so it seemed that he did not drink much today.

"Humph, I am not that delicate."

"All right." Chu Shitong laughed, "I underestimated His Royal Highness."

Chu Shitong's movements were very gentle. Si Jingli half-knelt on the ground and stared at her blankly, with a moment of trance in his eyes.

Chu Shitong tucked the last strand of hair behind his ear, looked at the young master's cute expression, and couldn't help laughing softly, "What's wrong?"

Si Jingli lowered his head, as if the good mood he had just been rolling around in was gone.

"His Royal Highness?"

Chu Shitong lowered his head to look, and Si Jingli said in a muffled voice: "When you were touching my hair just now, it reminded me of my mother..."

Chu Shitong's eyes darkened, "When Princess Rong was alive, did she treat His Royal Highness like this?"

"Ah."

Si Jingli straightened his back but did not get up from the ground. He knelt and moved step by step to Chu Shitong's side. When Chu Shitong was puzzled, Si Jingli put his arms around her waist, buried his entire upper body in her arms, and even his head was pressed tightly against Chu Shitong's lower abdomen.

His expression was longing and attached, as if he was wrapped in warmth and he would no longer be alone.

"Chu Shitong, how long will it take you to get to Qiongzhou?"

Chu Shitong guessed that the little guy was unhappy because he was going to Qiongzhou.

Chu Shitong gently touched his head and said, "He will be back in just half a month."

Si Jingli rubbed against her affectionately, and the warm feeling even made him a little sleepy.

"Then can you take me with you?"

Chu Shitong remained silent, her fingertips running through his soft black hair. Her snow-white fingertips stroked through his smooth, silky long hair, igniting a little warmth in the dim carriage.

"Of course you can, but it would be better if His Royal Highness doesn't go this time."

Chu Shitong said quietly: "Prince Yu will follow me this time if nothing unexpected happens. If I take you with me, I'm afraid something will happen along the way."

"Can't you just let him go?" Si Jingli said a little aggrievedly, "Why should he go instead of me? How am I worse than him?"

"It's not that His Royal Highness is inferior, it's that I can't refuse him anymore."

Chu Shitong rarely commented on a person so directly, "Your Highness should stay away from His Highness Prince Yu. People like him are too purposeful and stubborn. If you don't agree with him, he will definitely bring disaster upon himself. Maybe he would pretend when he was in school, but now... I think His Highness also knows that your concubine sister had her eyes dug out and was sent back to Prince Rong's Mansion."

"know."

Si Jingli said, "I heard that she injured her brain when she dug out her eyes, and she almost became paralyzed. Prince Yu didn't divorce her directly, but Daddy thought she was still useful, and spent a lot of energy looking for a doctor to cure her."

"Is it worth spending money on her?"

Chu Shitong really felt that Prince Rong was a little bit stupid.

"Prince Rong is confused. Si Xunhuan was not divorced, but his eyes were gouged out and he was thrown back."

This meant that it was no longer a question of whether to give him a divorce or not, but that Chu Shifeng directly wanted Si Xunhuan to die. Otherwise, how could his servant have been so careless as to injure his brain?

Prince Rong spent a lot of money and energy to cure Si Xunhuan and send him back. Maybe when Chu Shifeng sees that Si Xunhuan is still alive, he will take the opportunity to deal with the guards who did not paralyze Si Xunhuan.

"Daddy is determined to cling to Prince Yu." Si Jingli was also helpless. "I can't stop him. He also wants to marry all the other concubines to the princes. It would be best if they are related to each other so that no matter who succeeds to the throne in the future, Prince Rong's Mansion will have a way out."

"Thinking too much."

This was what happened in the previous life. Later, when something happened in Prince Rong’s Mansion, none of the princes came to help.

"I will try to persuade Dad."

"You can't persuade him, so you should save your energy and rest for a while."

"Ah."

Chu Shitong rarely saw Si Jingli so quiet and well-behaved today. He was as gentle as a baby lying in his arms, whispering softly and ready to fall asleep at any moment.

She raised her hand and picked up the silver fork, picked up a piece of fruit and handed it to Si Jingli's mouth. Si Jingli opened his mouth and ate it obediently.

In the quiet carriage, the two of them snuggled together, talking freely like a couple having a bedside chat.

"What if you don't take me with you and I miss you?"

Chu Shitong originally wanted to say that he could write a letter, but the trip to Qiongzhou and back would require most of the time on the road.

She thought for a moment and said, "I will write a letter to His Royal Highness before I leave. If His Royal Highness misses me, he can open one."

Si Jingli raised his eyes and looked at her, "I was afraid that I would not be able to resist and open them all as soon as you left."

When this handsome and enchanting man, who was as flamboyant as a fairy, lay quietly in his arms, there was an inexplicable magic of contrast. Just a confused glance and an ordinary word were enough to make the heart of this old dog Chu Shitong move violently for a moment.

She adjusted her breathing, steadied her heartbeat, and silently reached out to cover Si Jingli's peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be seductive no matter what he did.

"Then I will write a few more letters, and Your Highness, please open them slowly."

Si Jingli said depressedly: "Why are you covering my eyes?"

Hearing his voice and tone return to normal, and the slightly itchy touch of his palm when his eyelashes fluttered, she couldn't help but withdraw her hand.

Chu Shitong turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him again, "Nothing."

Si Jingli felt strange and couldn't help but stand up. Relying on his height advantage, he pressed in front of Chu Shitong, held her face with both hands and turned it over, staring at her straight in the eyes.

"Why did you suddenly cover my eyes? Why? Don't you want me to see you?"

Chu Shitong said with a guilty conscience: "Of course not, I am just very sad to think about parting with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Si Jingli was deeply touched by these words, and his hands that were tightly holding Chu Shitong's cheeks subconsciously loosened.

Chu Shitong didn't like this position very much, and said, "Your Highness, I think it's better for you to kneel on the ground. I like that position very much."

Si Jingli's face suddenly turned red for no apparent reason, and the sleepy and comfortable feeling he had just felt instantly vanished. He directly spread his legs and knelt on the couch, looking down at Chu Shitong as a superior, and said, "You are too late. Now I am on top and you are on the bottom."

Chu Shitong watched Si Jingli become more energetic from his previous tired look, and his mood also improved a lot.

The young master did not realize the danger of this position.

Chu Shitong's legs were together, giving Si Jingli the opportunity to kneel on both sides. Chu Shitong took a step back when he was not paying attention, and then suddenly opened her legs!

The young master, who was somewhat proud of his success in taking the throne, did not kneel firmly and sat directly on the couch. He even almost fell and his legs almost wrapped around Chu Shitong's waist.

When Si Jingli came to his senses, his face instantly turned red, because he had seen this strange posture in a booklet before.

Although he is in the same position a little higher, there is actually no difference from being at the bottom.

He struggled to get up, but Chu Shitong didn't give him the chance. He put his arm around his waist and leaned close to him, saying, "Your Highness, don't you want to be on top? Then be on top."

Si Jingli lowered his head and dared not raise it, for fear that Chu Shitong would see him looking extremely embarrassed.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. Don't hold me, I want to change."

Chu Shitong's tone suddenly changed.

"You think you can change it whenever you want?"