Chapter 716: Chapter 711, Chapter 712: Chu Ran and Xu Ying Visit

The night was deep.

In Yang Qingqing’s room.

Chen Mo reached out, gently stroking Yang Qingqing’s delicate face, and said, "Come, help this Prince tidy up, and then we can rest."

Yang Qingqing was taken aback, clearly not understanding Chen Mo’s words, but after seeing Chen Mo’s eye gesture, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her phoenix eyes filled with shame and urgency, and she whispered, "No...that’s not right."

"Hm?!" Chen Mo glanced at Yang Qingqing, and then his voice softened, placing his hand on her head, gently pushing it downward: "Be good, obey." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Though his voice was gentle, the tone was commanding and brooked no refusal.

Upon hearing, Yang Qingqing’s rosy face changed slightly, her watery eyes revealed anger, and she trembled as she spoke, "You’re...going too far, aren’t you?"

After all, she was the legitimate daughter of the Yang Family, not a girl from a brothel, how could she do such a degrading thing?

Chen Mo frowned and said, "How is this excessive? This is supposed to be a bedroom pleasure. At most, later, this Prince will serve you in return."

This was originally an obedience test, discovering this wild girl’s self-awareness was still somewhat strong.

Yang Qingqing: "???"

Stared at closely by the young man’s burning gaze, Yang Qingqing’s delicate body trembled slightly, her fair, tender face flushed with red, and she stammered, "You can’t tell anyone about this."

"Why would I tell anyone about this?" Chen Mo replied.

Yang Qingqing thought about it and agreed, then said, "Then don’t...look at me."

"Alright."

Yang Qingqing uttered a soft hum, glanced at the young man, and then lowered her fragrant sweat-drenched head.

Soon, she heard Chen Mo inhale a cool breath beside her, and in that moment, her face began to turn impossibly red, an unusual feeling arose in her heart and body.

She felt Chen Mo watching her, so she looked up.

Indeed.

That handsome, elegant face now had an expression of intoxication.

Yang Qingqing’s face immediately flushed with heat, then, like covering one’s ears while stealing a bell, since Chen Mo was watching her, she simply closed her eyes.

Chen Mo’s lips curled into a smile; while Yang Qingqing appeared clumsy, maturity always involves a growth process, and Chen Mo thought this process should be interesting.

A moment later.

Yang Qingqing’s already soft, fair body now seemed unable to stand properly, her face was as red as inebriation, leaning against the side of the bed coughing.

When she recovered, Chen Mo gathered her into his arms, softly saying, "Let’s sleep."

Yang Qingqing: "..."

Didn’t we agree earlier that you would also serve me once?

Now you don’t acknowledge it?

But this kind of thing, how could she bring it up, so she just grunted softly, very unaccustomed to burying her head in Chen Mo’s chest, and closed her eyes.

After barely closing her eyes for a moment, perhaps feeling indignant, Yang Qingqing suddenly rose, slightly lifted her head, and directly pressed her lips to Chen Mo’s.

Chen Mo: "..."

Seeing Chen Mo frantically pushing her away, Yang Qingqing’s previously somewhat sour mood instantly became cheerful.

...

The next day.

As dawn barely broke, Wu Mi, Han Anniang, Xia Zhiqing, and several children were having breakfast in the back courtyard hall. Wu Mi didn’t have anyone call her husband and other sisters, because she knew that at this time, many in the back courtyard were still asleep.

She was used to getting up early like this, even on nights when she had been in the bedchamber, she woke up at this time.

"Last night in the west courtyard, the sound of the pipa rang out again." Xia Zhiqing was feeding two children meat porridge, each taking a bite; the two children were over two years old, long weaned.

"I heard it too, this time it seemed to stop quickly." Han Anniang said.

Wu Mi paused, put down her spoon, and said, "After breakfast, I’ll find her and have a good chat."

As the few were talking, outside, a maid’s voice rang out as she saluted her master: "Prince,...Madam Qing."

Upon hearing, Wu Mi and the others froze for a moment as Chen Mo entered with Yang Qingqing.

Yang Qingqing entered more reserved, but under Chen Mo’s eye signal, she slowly approached Wu Mi, poured a cup of tea, then holding the cup with both hands, bowed to Wu Mi: "Sister, I pay my respects, please have some tea."

Wu Mi’s eyes flickered as she glanced at Yang Qingqing, then moved to Chen Mo; she was still a bit unresponsive, but being from a large family, she quickly understood that her husband had convinced Yang Qingqing.

She did not trouble Yang Qingqing, accepted the tea from her, took a sip, and then said: "From now on we’re a family, hopefully, Qingqing will get along well with everyone."

Yang Qingqing bit her lower lip and nodded, her anxious heart slightly relieved, and then she also greeted Ms. An’niang and Ms. Zhiqing.

The saying goes, it’s hard to indulge a smiling face, Han Anniang and Xia Zhiqing were easy to get along with, did not show Yang Qingqing a hard time, instead, they taught the children to call Yang Qingqing aunt.

While everyone was talking, two maids walked in, adding two sets of dishes and some food.

Wu Mi smiled and said, "Husband, sister Qingqing, come sit and eat together."

After that, Xia Zhining, Nangong Ru, Yi Shiyin, and other women also got up one after another, came to the hall for breakfast, and when they saw Yang Qingqing, except for Xia Zhining, the other women’s faces showed a look of surprise.

Especially when Yang Qingqing greeted them, calling them sisters, the women were shocked; this timid, polite girl, was she still the same Yang Qingqing?