The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

Chapter 110 Look at you, all drained dry.

Anar pulled Su Yaoyao directly into her boudoir.

Chun Tao cleverly served tea and snacks, then quietly slipped out, thoughtfully closing the door tightly behind her.

Anar had already pressed Su Yaoyao down on the soft couch, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the hickeys on her neck.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." She reached out and poked it. "His Highness looks quite thin, but I didn't expect him to be so virile. These marks won't fade away for at least three to five days."

Su Yaoyao blushed and slapped her hand away: "Stop messing around!"

"What did I do wrong?" Anar rested her chin on her hand, a sly smile on her face. "I was just curious. Hey, tell me the truth, does it hurt? Did it feel good?"

Su Yaoyao: "..."

She now understands perfectly why her brother ran away.

"Oh, tell me quickly!" Anar plopped down next to Su Yaoyao.

"How is His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Su Yaoyao blushed: "What do you mean, how...?"

"That one!" Anar gestured with her hand. "How good is it? How big is it? How long can it last? Although we grassland men are strong, some of them are just all show and no substance, all looks and no substance."

Su Yaoyao was embarrassed by what she said. "Princess, we're not close enough to be talking about these things yet..."

"Oh! What's wrong with talking about this?" Anar said nonchalantly. "In our grasslands, girls exchange experiences before marriage. They find out which tribe's men have the best stamina, which tribe's men are the most versatile—they really do it all beforehand! You wouldn't believe how much fun the married women have talking about this!"

As she spoke, she even imitated him: "'My man was amazing yesterday,' 'What's that compared to what you had? Mine can keep you up all night—' She winked at Su Yaoyao, "And you? How long can His Highness keep going?"

Su Yaoyao sighed, "We don't do this in the Central Plains..."

"Then you're at a disadvantage!" Anar slapped her thigh.

"What if I marry him only to find out he's no good? Wouldn't that be a huge loss? Luckily, the Crown Prince seems alright—" She stroked her chin, looking Su Yaoyao up and down.

"Judging from how drained you are, he must be quite capable of causing trouble?"

Su Yaoyao: "..."

Although she was a modern person, at this moment, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Anar leaned even closer. "That secret medicine I just told you about is really good! You have to believe me! After using it... it's incredibly effective. If you need some, I can give you some?"

Su Yaoyao: "...No need, thank you."

She was afraid that if she used it, she would really die in bed.

Anar got more and more excited as she spoke: "But looking at your small frame... you're in trouble. Want me to teach you a few tricks? We grasslands have special methods for women to maintain their health; I guarantee you'll..."

Fearing she might say something outrageous again, Su Yaoyao quickly interrupted her: "Princess...you're very experienced?"

Anar choked, a rare moment of embarrassment on her face: "I...I heard it from the older women in my tribe..."

Su Yaoyao smiled.

It seems this straightforward princess is still a novice when it comes to relationships.

Seeing Su Yaoyao's teasing look, Anar quickly changed the subject, "Little sister, let me tell you some gossip?"

Su Yaoyao's ears perked up, and her eyes lit up: "Gossip? That sounds good, I love it!"

She was just short of bringing out a small stool and some sunflower seeds to crack open.

Anar leaned closer. "Hey, do you know what? The Second Prince's residence has been quite lively lately."

Su Yaoyao raised an eyebrow: "What?"

"Your half-sister, didn't she have a miscarriage?" Anar lowered her voice. "I heard the Second Prince thought she was unlucky and banished her to the most remote courtyard. And guess what? Another concubine, that Li something-or-other, took the opportunity to climb into his bed, but the Second Prince kicked her off!"

Su Yaoyao: "...That exciting?"

"That's for sure!" Anar gloated. "I heard that the Second Prince is annoyed by women now. His two concubines fight every day in the mansion. One cries about losing her child, and the other accuses the other of seducing His Highness. The Second Prince is getting a headache from all the noise and has been staying in the study outside lately."

Su Yaoyao blinked: "How does the princess know so much?"

Anar pouted, "Although I don't think much of Xiao Qiming, he's still a prince. My father told me to get to know him better, so I had people keep an eye on him. But..." She shrugged, "The more they watched, the less they liked him."

Su Yaoyao leaned back on the cushion, in a great mood.

Should!

When Xiao Qiming disliked the original owner for being fat and hooked up with Su Yun'er, did he ever think he would end up like this? None of the three of them are easy to deal with; getting together and tormenting each other is practically karma.

Seeing her lost in thought, Anar waved her hand in front of her eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Su Yaoyao snapped out of her reverie and smiled, "It's nothing. By the way, Princess, you just said... you wanted to teach me a way to maintain my health?"

"Yes!" Anar's eyes lit up. "You want to learn?"

Su Yaoyao nodded, her face sincere: "It's just that... my body is too weak. The Crown Prince..." She blushed, "...his stamina is too good, I can't keep up."

That's partly true and partly false. It's true that I'm physically weak, and it's true that I want to exercise, but more importantly—

She had a flash of inspiration.

If Anar were to teach her martial arts, then Anar would have to come to the Marquis's residence frequently. And if she came to the Marquis's residence, wouldn't she be able to see her brother?

Then... hehe.

Anar had no idea about her little schemes and assumed she genuinely wanted to learn, so she patted her chest and assured her, "Leave it to me! We grassland women have been riding horses and shooting arrows since we were little, and we're all incredibly strong."

She paused, her gaze sweeping suggestively over Su Yaoyao's entire body: "I guarantee you'll have His Highness the Crown Prince on your bed within three months—"

"Princess!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." Anar waved her hand with a smile. "How about starting tomorrow? I'll come and teach you every morning?"

"Sure!" Su Yaoyao nodded with a smile. "But Princess... my brother practices martial arts at the training ground every morning. Would you... like to give him some pointers while you're at it?"

Anar was taken aback, then her eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course!" Su Yaoyao said innocently, "Although my brother is good at martial arts, he is definitely not as proficient as the princess in horsemanship and archery on the grasslands. If the princess could give him some pointers, he would definitely benefit a lot."

Anar was so excited she almost jumped up: "Great! It's settled then!"

Oh my, it's so beautiful!

Su Yaoyao chuckled inwardly as she looked at Anar's eager expression.

Brother, I'm sorry.

For your sister's happiness, you should... make a sacrifice.

The two chatted for a while longer before Anar reluctantly took her leave, saying she would come promptly the next morning.

After seeing Anar off, Su Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief when Chuntao came in. "Miss, His Highness the Crown Prince just sent a lot of things over."

Su Yaoyao walked into the room and saw that the table was indeed piled with things—bird's nest, ginseng, donkey-hide gelatin, and a bunch of bottles and jars.

There was also a note on top, with strong and vigorous handwriting:

"I will take care of myself every day and come to see you tomorrow."

Su Yaoyao held the note, feeling a warmth in her heart.

She picked up a jar of ointment and smelled it; it was for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and it also had a faint floral fragrance.

Chuntao chuckled to herself, "His Highness is so good to Miss."

Su Yaoyao blushed and carefully put the note away: "You talk too much."

But she couldn't suppress the smile that curved her lips.

Meanwhile, in the Eastern Palace, Xiao Chenyuan was listening to Ling Feng's report.

"Your Highness, the Second Prince has indeed been frequently visiting the villa in the west of the city recently. There... seems to be traces of remnants of the Liang Kingdom there."

Xiao Chenyuan's eyes turned cold: "Keep a close eye on them."

"Yes." Ling Feng hesitated for a moment.

"The Northern Desert Princess and the Crown Princess had a very pleasant conversation and even made an appointment to teach the Crown Princess martial arts tomorrow."

Xiao Chenyuan raised his eyes: "Practicing martial arts?"

"She said it was for health and fitness." Ling Feng lowered his head, suppressing a laugh. "The Northern Desert Princess also said... she would teach the Crown Princess grassland wrestling techniques."

Xiao Chenyuan: "..."

He suddenly remembered Anar's words, "The men over there are very strong."

His face immediately darkened.

That Anar... I hope he doesn't corrupt his daughter, Yaoyao.

It seems he'll have to go to the Marquis's residence in person tomorrow.

By the way... let's assert our sovereignty.

He got up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of the Yongning Marquis's residence with a gentle gaze.

Slim, take good care of yourself.

After the wedding... you'll be in for a world of hurt.

At this moment, in the study of the Yongning Marquis's residence, Su Qingrun was staring blankly at a military treatise.

But those bright, smiling eyes always keep flashing before my eyes.

He closed the book in frustration.

"My lord," came the voice of a personal guard from outside the door, "the Northern Desert Princess has departed."

Su Qingrun breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a strange emptiness in her heart.

He shook his head, trying to banish the fiery red figure from his mind.

I can't think about it anymore.

That was the princess of the Northern Desert, and he was the Marquis of Yong.

impossible.

He reopened the military treatise, but after reading for a long time, he couldn't understand a single word.

The setting sun casts its last rays into the study.

Su Qingrun sighed, got up and walked to the window, looking at the magnificent sunset on the horizon.

Suddenly I felt... this Marquis's residence seemed a little too quiet.