Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

Rushuang instantly turned back into the stone that couldn't say a word.

A young prince caught on to a point and asked in a sour tone, "Who are Nanxue and Qingyu?"

Chu Shitong looked back awkwardly and picked up a chess piece. He pretended not to hear Si Jingli's displeasure and tried to brush it off: "They are just two of my men. We are not familiar with each other."

"Your Highness Prince Qi is so lucky~" Si Jingli said sarcastically, "You have so many beautiful women under your command, and you are willing to send them so far away."

Chu Shitong: “…”

She glared at Rushuang silently, and Rushuang just stood aside obediently, as if she just realized at this moment that she had talked about the wrong topic.

Si Jingli snorted coldly, and the expression on his face turned colder. He stared at Chu Shitong again and again, and saw that she had been holding the chess piece for a long time without putting it down, so he urged her, "Why don't you put down the chess piece?"

Chu Shitong was holding the chess piece and was about to put it on one place when he suddenly stopped and turned around to put it on another place.

Si Jingli looked at the place where she placed the chess piece, and suddenly understood the game. He immediately placed the new chess piece with increased confidence.

Chu Shitong continued to make moves in silence.

Before he had made thirty moves, Si Jingli placed his last chess piece, leaving Chu Shitong's chess piece nowhere to escape.

The young master won the game of chess and was very happy. He was so proud that his tail was about to fly up to the sky.

"This prince is still a master at chess. Chu Shitong, I'm willing to admit defeat."

Chu Shitong smiled helplessly, and the doting in his eyes flashed away.

"Your Highness is an excellent chess player. I admire you."

Before the two played chess, they made an agreement that the loser would promise the winner something.

"What does His Royal Highness want me to do?"

Si Jingli smiled and said, "It's not easy to get a chance to use you. I have to think about it carefully."

"Then Your Highness, please take your time to think about it and tell me when you remember it."

Chu Shitong looked back at Rushuang and said, "Send a few people to try first to see how high Liu Zeshan's vision is. If they all fail, come back and tell me."

"Yes."

Rushuang retreated.

Although it hasn't rained in the past few days, the sky has been cloudy.

The breeze blew across the Epiphyllum in the pot on the windowsill. The flower has not bloomed yet, but it will soon.

Chu Shitong glanced out the window. The streets had become much busier in the past few days, and many shops had already decorated themselves for the Lantern Festival.

Lanterns are hung in almost every shop, and the streets are also decorated with strings. There are many more vendors selling lanterns, and some shops are even making mooncakes.

After a long time, when Chu Shitong came back to his senses, Si Jingli was still struggling.

"Your Highness, haven't you made up your mind yet?"

Si Jingli originally felt very happy to have such an opportunity, but there were too many things he wanted Chu Shitong to do. Although he had already picked out a few things he most wanted Chu Shitong to do, he was constantly struggling because he could only realize one of them.

Si Jingli said somewhat depressedly: "I am so conflicted. There are so many things I want you to do."

Chu Shitong didn't expect that Si Jingli still wanted to treat him like a beast of burden.

"For example?"

"I want to sleep with you."

Chu Shitong: “…”

Her expression was a little uncertain, "What does your Highness mean?"

Si Jingli's face suddenly turned red, and he shouted, "Don't let your imagination run wild! I just want to hold you to sleep! I'm not thinking about anything else!"

Chu Shitong picked up the teacup and said calmly, "I'm just confirming. Why is your highness so anxious?"

"You're the one who's anxious!" Si Jingli's face turned redder as he spoke, "How frivolous! You've been thinking about this prince all day long!"

Chu Shitong habitually stroked his fur: "Okay, okay, I'm not serious, what about other things?"

Si Jingli touched his burning face with the back of his hand, looked away in embarrassment, and said, "Also, I want you to put aside other things and spend the whole day with me during the Lantern Festival in a few days."

"Well, what else?"

"And..." Si Jingli looked at Chu Shitong who just listened to him, neither agreeing nor denying, and his tone unconsciously became a little weaker, "And, this prince wants a gift for the Lantern Festival, and it must be made by you personally. You must give it to me, and you can't be stingy."

"When have I ever been stingy with His Royal Highness?"

Chu Shitong was telling the truth. The gifts she gave to Si Jingli were never less than ten thousand taels.

Because she knew that Si Jingli had been spoiled since childhood, she immediately felt that some cheap things were not worthy of him. In previous years, Chu Shitong always picked out good birthday gifts, but was always misunderstood because of the wrong gifts.

Shouldn't you be inappropriate when giving something to someone you like?

"Any more?"

Si Jingli said so much that he felt a little embarrassed.

"Others... I can't remember them for now, and I can't say which one I want specifically. See which one you can achieve."

Chu Shitong wanted to laugh. The young master was really stupid in a cute way.

Isn't what he wants himself to do, in summary, just one thing?

If she spent the whole day with him during the Lantern Festival, that must include the night. Moreover, there were lovers everywhere along the river during the Lantern Festival, lighting lanterns and giving gifts. Chu Shitong was not a stingy person, so how could she have the nerve not to give him any?

However, Chu Shitong would definitely not let Si Jingli know what he was thinking.

“I can achieve all three.”

Si Jingli's eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"

"But..." Chu Shitong deliberately dragged out his voice, pretending to be embarrassed and said: "Originally, the agreement between His Royal Highness and I was only one thing, but now I have to do two more things. Should His Royal Highness compensate me for my extra work in other ways?"

Si Jingli felt that he was in the wrong, and his voice unconsciously became softer.

"How do you want me to make it up to you?"

Seeing the innocence in his peach blossom eyes as clear as a spring, Chu Shitong felt embarrassed to trick him too deeply.

"Nothing much, I just want His Royal Highness to say something."

"What?"

Si Jingli paused. He felt that this was not a difficult task and was even a little happy.

Just one sentence made Chu Shitong do two more things.

Chu Shitong watched him become visibly happy, and the evil thoughts in his heart suddenly could not be stopped.

"I want to hear His Royal Highness say that he loves me the most ten times."

The smile that Si Jingli had just raised froze on his face, and the blush that had finally receded immediately reappeared.

He was ashamed and angry, "How could you let me say such shameful words!"

Chu Shitong thought it was nothing. "Your Highness, you just said a few words, but I want to do things in a down-to-earth manner. Is this difficult for Your Highness?"

Si Jingli blushed and said: "It's not that difficult..."

"But these words are not something that His Royal Highness can say whenever he wants."

Chu Shitong raised a meaningful smile and deliberately said, "Your Highness can only speak when I ask him to. One time only counts as one sentence. Your Highness has to say it ten times before it's allowed."

Si Jingli didn't know what he was thinking about, his face was getting redder and redder, he complained in a low voice: "Do I have to wait until the end of time to finish speaking? You are deliberately making things difficult for me..."

Chu Shitong said very straightforwardly: "It seems that we can't reach an agreement with His Royal Highness, so let's not talk about it. Your Royal Highness, please choose one of the three things just now. I won't do the other two things."

"No!" Si Jingli was anxious, "You have already promised me, how can you go back on your word?"

"But didn't His Royal Highness agree to my request? I also wanted to agree to it, but I only wanted His Royal Highness to say ten words. If His Royal Highness didn't agree, then I had no choice but to cancel the deal."

Si Jingli didn't want to give up this opportunity, but he felt that Chu Shitong was up to something bad. After hesitating and struggling for a long time, he finally uttered a sentence.

"I didn't say I didn't want to."

Chu Shitong achieved his goal, and even the smile in his eyes deepened a little, "So His Royal Highness the Crown Prince agrees?"

Si Jingli nodded as if he had suffered some injustice, as if Chu Shitong's request was not just a few words, but to cede land and pay compensation.

However, he knew very well that for an old dog like Chu Shitong to propose such simple conditions, there must be some complicated factors involved.

Although Si Jingli didn't know what kind of businesses Chu Shitong owned, he could tell from what he saw and heard that Chu Shitong was definitely a profiteer.

"Okay, since His Royal Highness has agreed, then I will agree to it as well."

Chu Shitong was in a very good mood and cheated the young master again.

She took the initiative to ask: "Your Highness, are you hungry? Let's go out for a meal."

Si Jingli said absentmindedly: "A little bit."

Chu Shitong stood up and said, "Then let's go out and have a meal."

......

At a wonton stall on Chang Street.

Chu Shitong actually likes to eat the wontons from this restaurant because she has no particular diet and can't tell good from bad.

The wontons here are cheap and the soup is delicious.

Wearing a veil, she pulled Si Jingli into the wonton stall. Si Jingli was not dressed too flashy today, and the two found a corner and sat down.

"Boss, two bowls of wontons."

Si Jingli looked around and asked in a low voice beside her: "Why don't you go to the restaurant to eat? There's nothing good to eat on the roadside."

"Because I am so poor that I only have twenty cents left."

Chu Shitong rested his chin on his hand and looked at him, with a playful smile in his eyes as clear as glass.

"I can only treat you to wontons that cost ten cents a bowl. If you don't want to, I'll ask the store to make one less bowl and you don't have to eat it. You can eat whatever you like when you go back."

"That's not what I meant." Si Jingli quickly explained: "I don't dislike wontons. I just think a bowl of wontons is not very edible. At least there should be eight dishes."

Chu Shitong pretended to sigh, "Alas, it's my fault that I have no money and can't support you."

Si Jingli felt guilty for what she said, and was restless. He said carefully, "I don't dislike you, how about I treat you?"

"No, I was the one who suggested the meal, how can I let you treat me?"

While we were talking, two bowls of wontons were ready.

This small stall is run by an elderly couple. Because it is cheap and affordable, many people eat there. The wontons are basically packed by the old lady in advance. The water in the pot is always boiling, so they can be put into the pot directly when needed.

The old man brought two bowls of wontons to the table.

The wontons are served in a clean white porcelain bowl, each with a thin skin and small filling. The soup is clear, and the floating surface is sprinkled with sesame oil, dried shrimp, chopped green onions and coriander. Next to it are wooden chopsticks that are as ordinary as they can be.

The steaming wontons look very simple, but they do smell much better than the various delicious dishes in the restaurant.

Chu Shitong said: "It seems that you can't give up. If you don't want to eat it, I will let Bishui eat your bowl."

Si Jingli stared at the bowl of wontons in a daze.

Chu Shitong just felt that it was getting colder these days and he was tired of eating in restaurants, so it would be better to have a bowl of hot wontons and some soup.

But if Si Jingli doesn't want to, then they can just go to the restaurant and have a meal, it's nothing.

When Chu Shitong was about to greet Bishui, Si Jingli suddenly said, "Don't call her. You bought this for me. Why give it to others?"

Chu Shitong looked at him with a smile, "Don't you want to eat?"

Si Jingli said awkwardly, "I just think it's a bit boring. I didn't say I won't eat it."

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and ate one.

He seemed to think the taste was good and lowered his head to eat again.

As Bishui just walked over, Chu Shitong waved his hand and sent her away.

After eating a few bites, Chu Shitong noticed that Si Jingli seemed to be a little abnormal and remained silent.

She began to wonder if it was because she brought him here to eat this roadside food that made him feel bad.

"If you don't like it, I won't bring you here next time."

"I don't like it."

Si Jingli said in a muffled voice: "I was just wondering if I live too extravagantly on weekdays. I can be full with just a little bit of food, but in the mansion, I have so many dishes for every meal, and many of them are taken away and thrown away without even being eaten."

"That's your original life." Chu Shitong said, "No matter how your life is, it's not wrong, because that's how you should be."

"Even though that's the case, seeing that you're so poor that you can only eat at street stalls, I still feel that I'm usually too extravagant."

"..."

Chu Shitong looked at Si Jingli speechlessly.

Few people could hurt her with such an innocent tone and straightforward words.

Si Jingli hadn't realized he was being stared at by death yet, and continued, "If I were in the mansion, I would definitely not ask them to prepare only one kind of food for me for every meal. Otherwise, wouldn't all the chefs hired in the mansion get sick one by one? I need at least eighteen kinds of food. But if I'm with you, I think a bowl of wontons is fine."

Chu Shitong seemed to be suddenly touched by him. A plain bowl of wontons and a simple sentence could flow gently into his heart like running water.

Looking back on the past life, Chu Shitong was the person who knew Si Jingli best.

Even though he grew up in a pampered environment, he was indeed able to endure hardships. His so-called arrogance and extravagance were just a disguise of self-protection against power and influence due to his strong sense of self.

Before Chu Shitong's feeling of being touched lasted for a few seconds, Si Jingli spoke again.

"Do you have no money? If you have no money, I will give it to you."