Chapter 142: The Temperamental Hottie
Sun Jiaojiao never would have expected the Crown Prince to forgive her infidelity.
What she expected even less was that the Crown Prince would spare Xiao Yi's worthless life. All the servants in the Crown Prince's Residence tactfully kept their mouths shut, as if nothing had happened. However, they discovered that the Crown Princess, having been forgiven by the Crown Prince, would involuntarily grow weak in the legs whenever she saw His Highness.
It must be because the Crown Prince's expression is too fierce!
Only Sun Jiaojiao knew in her heart that she was weak in the legs from being fucked by the Crown Prince...
Fortunately, the Crown Prince hadn't touched Sun Jiaojiao since that day, which let her relax quite a bit. Then one day, the Crown Prince returned from outside, pulled her into the room, and took her fiercely. Afterward, he instructed her: "This Prince must go on a long journey. If you truly desire it, pick a few sturdy men from the household servants and guards to serve you. Just don't forget your status as the Crown Princess. You must drink the 'Avoid-son Soup'."
Sun Jiaojiao was startled, but then she was overjoyed...
What did that mean?
Did it mean she could openly keep lovers in the residence?
She didn't know what nerve she'd struck, but she actually tactfully refused: "That's not very appropriate, is it..."
The Crown Prince sneered. "Stealing from inside the home is better than going out to steal a wild man."
Sun Jiaojiao's face flushed.
That phrasing... When had she ever gone out to steal a wild man?
Ah, no, wait. Why were His Highness the Crown Prince's standards so low? He could even accept her having an affair at home.
"I've never gone out to steal a man..." Sun Jiaojiao cooed, lightly pounding the Crown Prince's chest.
The Crown Prince's face was full of distrust.
Sun Jiaojiao sheepishly closed her mouth. Forget it, don't push my luck. He's already allowing me to have affairs at home, what more could I ask for?
For the next several hours, Sun Jiaojiao behaved exceptionally well. Especially when the Crown Prince was leaving, she saw him off reluctantly all the way to the main gate of the Crown Prince's Residence, the corners of her eyes red, filled with reluctance to see him go.
Outsiders all thought the Crown Princess was a prodigal son returned.
Only Sun Jiaojiao knew in her heart that she truly was reluctant to see the Crown Prince go-where else could she find such a good man? He gave her good food and drink, and he even considered her sexual-bliss before leaving on a long trip. How many lifetimes of virtue had she accumulated to marry such a good husband?
"Your Highness, don't worry. Since you treat Jiaojiao this way, Jiaojiao will definitely remain chaste as jade for you this time and await your triumphant return!" Sun Jiaojiao secretly vowed.
But Sun Jiaojiao's vows were like farts.
She had only "remained chaste as jade" for two days before she was bored to tears and prepared to sneak off to the guards' room to find Xiao Yi. She didn't know what was wrong with her lately. She clearly used to hate Xiao Yi, but ever since he took a dagger for her and then stood up to take the blame alone when the Crown Prince caught them, Sun Jiaojiao felt that Xiao Yi was especially MANLY. She especially liked it when he explosively pinned her down and fucked her in any location.
This time, however, she came up empty. All four of her Bright Guards were not in the guards' room.
Sun Jiaojiao was thoroughly bored. She could only turn around and walk toward the back garden to see if there was any interesting scenery to look at-and, while she was at it, scope out any handsome men!
Sure enough, before she even reached the lake, she heard the sound of a melancholy voice reciting poetry, drifting to her ears on the wind.
"At dawn, look where the red is wet; the flowers are heavy in the Brocade City."
The sun was a bit dazzling.
Sun Jiaojiao stared for a long time before she could clearly see who the poet was.
The bright, splendid fabric gave off a faint luster. Hair as long as flowing water lay smoothly down his back over the moon-white clothes. The person's head was tilted slightly upward, setting off his exceptionally elegant temperament.
"Good poem! Good poem!" Sun Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands.
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