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“My dear wife, are you suggesting that I didn’t put in enough effort last night?”

“Get lost, you shameless thing!”

Soon, there were sounds of chaos from inside; it seemed the Prince was getting hit again.

The maids at the door exchanged glances. Ever since the Princess Consort entered the Prince’s Mansion, the Prince was getting hit more and more often.

The Princess Consort sure was gutsy. In the past, anyone who dared touch a finger of the Prince would be courting death. But she was free to hit him as she wished. No wonder some women were jealous enough to use explosives against her.

Although the Prince was a bit ugly, he wielded immense power, and the Princess Consort’s conquest of such a man was something many women envied and hated.

After all, power brought status, status brought wealth, and with wealth, a family could rise.

So, no matter how ugly Long Rui was, ugly enough to make both gods and men angry, and even make three-year-old children cry for three days and nights upon seeing his true face, still many women competed to be with him.

“Ouch, that hurts…!”

It was likely that the Prince was hit in a sensitive spot by the Princess Consort, and that painful sound made Long Yi and Zi Xia outside furrow their brows, worried that the Princess Consort might not know her limits and really harm the Prince.

Princess Consort, when engaging in playful banter, take it easy; if you injure the Prince, who will you enjoy romantic moments with?

“Where? Where did you hit him?” Xuexue’s anxious voice sounded.

“Here.”

“Annoying, you’re lying again.”

Then the room went quiet, and even a fool knew what they were doing.

“Cough cough cough…!” Long Yi coughed awkwardly. Was it really okay for the Prince to be enjoying romantic moments inside while they stood out here in the cold?

Zi Xia: “Brother Yi, why are you coughing? Are you feeling unwell?”

Long Yi’s face turned red, and he quickly said, “No!”

Zi Xia: “You were coughing, yet you say no.”

Long Yi: “Really no, just my throat tickled a bit.”

How could he admit he was just thinking inappropriate thoughts? Imagining himself with Zi Xia inside the room.

But he couldn’t say that; if Zi Xia knew, she’d surely look down on him and think he was a pervert.

It wasn’t until close to midday that the door opened, and Long Rui walked out looking refreshed, followed by Xuexue, who was limping, her walk was quite odd.

Zi Xia peeked around and asked, “Why are you like this, Miss?”

Xuexue’s face was as red as Guan Gong, and she started fibbing with wide eyes: “I accidentally fell under the bed last night.”

Zi Xia said with concern, “Oh dear! Such a big bed and you managed to fall under it, really impressive. The Prince is the same, didn’t care for Miss, look at that, your foot is hurt like this, and you’re limping.”

Zi Xia kept on chattering.

“Cough cough cough…!” Long Yi couldn’t help but cough, roaring internally, Zi Xia, stop embarrassing yourself. What do you know about their matrimonial matters? You even dare to chastise the Prince, be careful he doesn’t retaliate.

Seeing the Miss in such a state, Zi Xia was upset, and turned to snarl at Long Yi, “Long Yi, stop coughing. The Miss is injured, and you still have the mood to cough.”

Long Yi: “…”

Experienced old maids chuckled with lowered heads.

“What’s so funny, you heartless cunning ones? The Princess Consort is injured, and you don’t even care,” Zi Xia scolded the maids and old maids.

Oh dear, Zi Xia was making such a scene, Long Yi couldn’t bear it anymore, so he pulled her aside, whispered some words into her ear.

Finally, Long Yi flicked her forehead with a finger and said, “Silly girl, you forgot all the things I told you before.”

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