Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 342: You guys haven’t consummated the marriage yet, have you?

Chapter 342: Chapter 342: You guys haven’t consummated the marriage yet, have you?

She sprayed some tea onto Mo Qingshan, who dodged disapprovingly while ridiculing her overreaction, "Unsophisticated girl, this medicinal liquor is a good thing."

Qi Yu pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom and threw it to him, saying irritably, "If you dare give this, just wait for your disciple to come after you with all his might."

Everyone knew medicinal liquor was beneficial, but the problem was, surely the Prince wasn’t old enough to need medicinal liquor for nourishment.

Moreover, it’s not like he needed to bolster his virility.

Mo Qingshan wiped off the water stains on his body, suddenly realizing something, and stared suspiciously at Qi Yu, "I mean, you two haven’t consummated your marriage yet?

Hearing this, Qi Yu silently put down the cup of tea she had just poured.

It was a good thing she hadn’t drunk it, or she would have sprayed it again.

She sighed wearily, "Master, you shouldn’t say things like that!"

Luckily, she was a modern woman and didn’t feel offended by his words.

But if it were someone else, wouldn’t that be outright harassment?

Mo Qingshan also knew he had misspoken and reluctantly looked away, muttering in his defense, "I was just speaking my mind without intention, don’t take it to heart."

Qi Yu shook her head, too lazy to argue with him.

Mo Qingshan looked at her again, rubbing his chin and musing, "But, you have been married for quite some time now..."

He hesitated to finish his thoughts.

Qi Yu coughed, raised both hands in surrender, and said, "Don’t ask me!"

Such an embarrassing question, she definitely didn’t want to answer!

Mo Qingshan, however, didn’t let her off and hesitated for a long while before saying earnestly, "Ah, you have suffered!"

Qi Yu: "?"

She looked at him as he went into an overacting mode again, completely baffled.

Mo Qingshan remained silent, merely shaking his head silently at her.

Qi Yu instinctively felt that he must have imagined some outrageous things again, but she didn’t want to know in the least.

After she left, Mo Qingshan muttered to himself, "My disciple looks quite impressive, but it turns out he’s incompetent."

Qi Yu was unaware of how much wild imagination her words had left Mo Qingshan with.

In the evening, she sat half-upright on the bed, flipping through a conversation book, when suddenly inappropriate images surfaced in her mind.

Consequently, the conversation book in her hands started to feel scorching hot.

Her gaze lingered on the sticky and ambiguous words, which normally didn’t bother her, but now, she suddenly couldn’t continue reading them.

Alas, it must be that old rascal Mo Qingshan’s fault for leading her astray!

Qi Yu looked gloomily and closed the conversation book, tossing it casually onto the desk.

Li Mingjue entered just as these events unfolded, his eyebrows raised in amusement as he asked the unsettled person sitting on the bed, "What’s wrong?"

She would have been fine if he hadn’t spoken, but his voice, deep and lazy, seemed to electrify her entire body.

Qi Yu glared at him.

He had the nerve to ask, the main culprit!

Li Mingjue took off the robe he was wearing on the outside; he had just bathed, and his body still carried a fresh scent that spread through the somewhat stifling air, intoxicatingly so.

Right then, Qi Yu suddenly felt the room had become cramped, and she turned over to face the wall, speaking indifferently, "It’s nothing."

As summer approached, the weather grew hotter, and although the nights remained cooler, the absence of air conditioning and fans still made her feel unbearably overheated.

Especially when lying in the same bed with someone, occasionally touching each other, it felt even hotter.

Li Mingjue didn’t know what she was thinking, seeing her looking like she didn’t want to talk much to him, his brows slightly furrowed.

But the night had deepened, and it wasn’t suitable to ask more, so he could only rest for now.

The next day, when Qi Yu woke up, there was no one beside her.

She remembered the restlessness from last night that hadn’t settled down, and her face grew a bit hot.

Chunlan, hearing noise, called out softly from outside the door, "Princess?"

Qi Yu immediately came back to her senses and told her, "Come in."

Chunlan led a few maids inside to help her wash and dress.

Today, Qi Yu was dressed as a man, wearing her usual black robe.

She had Chunlan thicken her eyebrows and darken her face a bit.

Chunlan sighed heavily, "Princess, why must you disguise yourself like this!"

In her opinion, the Princess’s face was so stunning it could enchant an entire city. If she dressed up well, she would definitely be dazzling.

But Qi Yu, who didn’t care about her appearance, occasionally liked to make herself look all dusty and dirty.

It was simply a waste of natural beauty!

As Qi Yu applied powder to her face, she saw Chunlan’s dissatisfied expression through the mirror and laughed, "Isn’t this look good?"

Chunlan didn’t want to speak anymore. How could looking dark and gloomy be good!

Qi Yu, looking at herself in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction. "I think it’s quite good."

Then, picking up a folding fan lying nearby, she slowly opened it and, seeing Chunlan still pouting, laughed, "Little beauty, come on, give me a smile!"

Chunlan could no longer maintain her sullen face due to her frivolous words and burst out laughing.

The maids nearby also covered their mouths and giggled.

After breakfast, Qi Yu dragged Shi Zhou out of the Prince Residence from the back door.

It wasn’t Shi Zhou’s first time seeing her in men’s clothing, but seeing her face painted black and white, he was puzzled, "Why have you made yourself up like this?"

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow, "Don’t I look good this way?"

Shi Zhou gave her a look that said a thousand words and replied half-heartedly, "It’s alright, I guess."

Qi Yu just smiled and didn’t argue.

The two of them bypassed the main street and walked into an alley.

Pointing at one of the houses, Shi Zhou said to Qi Yu, "This is where Yuan Huan lives."

Qi Yu surveyed the yard, which was secluded amidst the bustling area yet seemed somewhat deserted. She closed her fan and smiled, "I didn’t expect Mr. Yuan to live in such a quiet place."

Shi Zhou nodded and said seriously, "Perhaps he’s afraid of being found."

Yuan Huan loved to join in the fun and liked to include other people’s gossip in his stories; he probably had enemies everywhere.

Qi Yu raised her hand to knock on the door, and soon, a young boy opened it and peeked out, asking them, "What do you want?"

Shi Zhou said, "We’re here to see your master."

The boy had a good memory and recognized her at once as the girl who had come with Mr. Shen last time. He quickly adopted a polite smile and said, "Please wait a moment, I will inform our master immediately."

Yuan Huan was in his study deep in thought. He had been writing his story and suddenly got stuck halfway through, unsure how to continue.

When the boy knocked on his door, he was so frustrated that he threw his pen, exclaiming, "I can’t do this anymore! I can’t write anymore!"

The boy heard this complaint many times a day; it had become routine for him.

He pushed open the door and said to the upset Yuan Huan, "Master, someone is here for you."

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