Xiaoxiao felt a burning sensation on her butt when he pressed her. She couldn't help but frown in pain.
"You crawled away, it hurt me a lot!"
"It hurts? I haven't started yet, why are you yelling?"
There was a squeaking sound, and the sound of clothes breaking into pieces.
After about five seconds of silence, there was another imaginative conversation in the palace.
"Well, please be gentler, it hurts." A certain woman's voice was pitiful, as if she was crying.
"Xia Weiyang, damn it, I told you to stop moving."
"Are you okay? It really hurts!"
"It still hurts? My movements are gentle enough. Why is your body so weak?"
The maids standing in the palace all blushed with shame. At the same time, they began to envy Xiaoxiao again.
You know, in the past when the prince had sex, the concubines were not even allowed to enter the inner rooms of the palace.
And no matter who the person is sleeping with, they will be carried back after the problem is solved.
There has never been any concubine who could stay in Lanting Palace.
Not only that, the concubines who slept with them would be given the gift of childbirth afterwards, and if one or two unexpectedly got pregnant, the children would still be aborted without mercy.
For the prince, women are just tools to vent their desires, and other than that, they have no meaning.
But this time, the prince actually cared so much about a woman's feelings. Not only did he carry her to the inner room personally when she was sleeping, he also changed his usual way of going straight to the subject and took a step-by-step approach.
The prince's treatment of Miss Weiyang is very unusual.
"Don't think that I will fall in love with you just because you are nice to me!"
Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, eyes closed, and Ren Xuanyuan applied ointment to herself.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter whether you like me or not? He's just a slave. I don't like you. Do you think I'm treating you well? Are you worthy of your status? I'm just afraid that you will attend tonight.