She went to the East Palace to be a eunuch, and the prince became her subordinate.

Chapter 269 Devotion
Mo Yunzheng frowned slightly and looked over.

I saw Xinyang standing there, wearing a pale pink Xiuyu gown, and even her bun was specially arranged in a beautiful style.

It is normal for a girl of her age to have a love for beauty, but what is abnormal is that Xinyang never dresses herself like this on weekdays.

In order to protect her, Empress De Fei kept her answers very simple every day, without fighting or grabbing, for fear that something else would offend them.

Mo Yunzheng had forgotten that Concubine De was so beautiful, so how could Princess Xinyang's foundation be so bad.

"Brother Prince is back. It's been a long time. He's been well lately."

Xinyang said, Yingying walked into the East Palace.

The last time we met was when the little prince was just born. Although that meeting was a bit unpleasant, things had changed in just two months.

Xinyang is no longer like a stubborn child that day, but has the temperament of a princess.

"Just arrived today."

Seeing that Xinyang had said it, Mo Yunzheng naturally wanted to respond. He chuckled and arched his eyebrows.

"Xinyang came to the East Palace today, but you have something to tell me."

Ye Xuwan stood behind Mo Yunzheng. For some reason, she always felt that Xinyang's coming this time would not be easy.

His eyes glanced aside unconsciously. Zique hadn't even finished eating the apple in his hand. He was leaning half of his body on Yuandao, looking terribly lazy.

Yuandao was not annoyed at all, he just stood straight in front of the pillar of Zique.

Perhaps in order to hide her identity, Zique's original face was hidden and she had another very handsome face, but Ye Xuwan still thought her previous one was more impressive.

If I remember correctly, the third prince who was going to marry Xinyang was Zique.

Xinyang was silent for two seconds, seeming to make a decision.

"Brother Prince, I'm here to see the third prince Zique today."

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The apple in Zique's mouth almost choked him to death, and even the good posture he was standing in looked a bit awkward.

He frowned slightly, and even glanced at Yuandao beside him with some guilt.

"What do you want from me, Princess?"

He laughed dryly: "I did offend you accidentally before, but I have already apologized. Your Highness, Princess, won't let me go."

Saying that, Zique deliberately leaned behind Mo Yunzheng, and Mo Yunzheng rolled his eyes at him.

Xinyang lowered his head, with an inexplicable blush on his face.

"Third Prince, can we go in and talk?"

Go in?

Yuandao narrowed his eyes and looked at the half-baked side hall door behind him.

Although Zique wanted to refuse, but a little girl actually said this, fearing that something really happened, he had no choice but to agree.

Zique and Yuandao were in a state of disarray in the side hall. For a moment, Zique was a little lucky. Fortunately, the first one to come in was not Mo Yunzheng, otherwise the sword would have been pressed against his neck.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Princess. I'm used to being loose on weekdays, so I didn't bother to clean up when I came to visit Your Highness the Crown Prince. Please find a place to sit down first."

Zique said, seemingly inadvertently putting away the clothes thrown on the bed.

Xinyang nodded, said "very good" and drank tea.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and the two of them sat in silence for a long time.

Zique has always been lively, and the few minutes he was held back might take him a lifetime to make up for.

"Your Highness, why did you come to me?" Zique finally couldn't hold back and asked.

Xinyang paused while holding the tea cup, squinted at the window, stood up, and closed all the curtains under Zique's surprised gaze.

The side hall suddenly became dark, but I could barely see the scene clearly.

Zique had a bad feeling.

"Your Highness Princess, it's not good for you to be in the same room with me before you leave the cabinet."

"Third Prince, I was supposed to be your wife, wasn't I?"

what?
Before Zique could even react, Xinyang began to unbutton her robe. She lowered her head and didn't even dare to look at Zique.

Zique admitted that he had never been so at a loss in his life, and hurriedly stepped forward and held down Xinyang's hand when she was about to take off the last layer of underwear.

"Princess Xinyang, I have refused the marriage, please respect yourself."

"Don't you like me? I can change whatever you don't like about me."

Xinyang's voice was choked with sobs. In the dim room, Zique couldn't see her expression clearly, but he could clearly see the glistening tears in the corners of her eyes.

Zique frowned slightly, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone.

"Your Highness the Princess doesn't want to either, does she?"

"If you really wanted to climb onto my prince's bed, you would have taken action as soon as you entered the door. Why did you have to wait so long?"

Saying that, Zique slowly let go of his hand, and Xinyang sobbed twice, as if his thoughts were exposed.

"Why? Princess Xinyang, why is this? I heard others say that Concubine De did everything she could to prevent you from getting married. Will you really not make Concubine De feel heartbroken?"

"I...I am just for my mother-in-law."

Xinyang spoke softly and looked at Zique with sobs.

"My mother and concubine have always been non-competitive in the palace. My mother and concubine and I just want to spend our lives in peace. We finally got a younger brother. I thought that life would be better with the emperor's younger brother, but he died not long after."

"I know very well that this is definitely not an accident. I don't dare to guess who did it, but all of this is because we are too easy to bully."

Zique's eyes were dark and unclear, and he seemed to have understood what Xinyang meant.

"So you think that by becoming my pillow, you will have enough support, right?"

Xinyang's body trembled, his brows furrowed and he didn't speak.

This is considered the default.

Zique breathed a long sigh of relief and put the clothes she took off on Xinyang's body, being so cautious that she didn't even touch Xinyang with her fingertips.

"Princess Xinyang, this method is not advisable."

"what?"

Xinyang raised his head and looked at him with a pair of big eyes full of tears: "I...you don't want me?"

"I don't want to."

Zique raised her lips: "You don't want to either, right?"

"No matter how desperate your heart is, you can't use this matter as a bargaining chip. Two people are together for the sake of mutual happiness. Our feelings are not victims."

Zique raised his hand and covered Xinyang's head with his big hand.

"You are still young. From now on, you will know that if you put your clothes on properly, there will be a better way."

"What's more, your prince brother is also a good man and will not agree to your doing this."

Xinyang felt as if his heart was filled with warmth. He blushed, put on his clothes, and was taken out by Zique.