"Su Ying, you're shameless! You actually drugged His Highness!"

In the mid-lake pavilion, the maids standing in groups of twos and threes were shocked when they heard this, but they all lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Su Ying was also taken aback. She didn't expect the original body's concubine elder sister to be so impatient and come knocking on the door so quickly. She raised her eyebrows and lazily looked at her. Her face didn't show any sense of shame from being exposed. On the contrary, she reached out her hand and casually pulled her collar.

"It's so hot. Why don't you sit down and rest?"

Su Yujiao looked at the signs of love in her collar and her heart tightened. Her fists unconsciously clenched and her lips were going to be bloody.

Seeing this, Su Ying collapsed on the stone table again and said with a sleepy face, "I don't know. His Highness was so fierce yesterday, and I almost couldn't get out of bed today."

"You! You!" Su Ying stared incredulously at the person in front of her, wishing she could stare out a few holes in her body! Two days ago, when she met Su Ying, she looked downcast and dared not to move, but today, she not only dared to talk back to her, but also talked obscenely.

The maids around them were all flushed red with embarrassment. They couldn't help but lower their heads a little further, but they couldn't help looking in this direction.

Su Yu couldn't bear it any longer. Just as she was about to slap the bitch to death, she caught a glimpse of the person from the corner of her eye.

The prince was coming!

Su Ying was about to continue to irritate her, but she suddenly withdrew her hand. She turned to twist the handkerchief and said in a low voice, "Sister, you must have worked very hard to serve His Highness last night."

"Of course." Su Ying stretched out her slender fingers and looked at the bean basket above her carelessly. She frowned slightly and sighed, "Your Highness is really tossing. You like so many postures, but thanks to me, I can stand it."

"Is that so?"

An ice-cold voice sounded from behind her, making Su Ying's entire body go rigid. Her scalp couldn't help but tense up! She swallowed her saliva and slowly turned around.

The visitor stood against the light. He was wearing a dark long-sleeved gown, with golden totem embroidered on the cuffs and collar, which was low-key and heavy. In addition, he had delicate facial features and snow-white skin. He was very beautiful and could bring calamity to the country and the people.

But she had a taste of how abominable this person was last night.

If not for the fact that she hated her sister who was born as a concubine, she would not talk nonsense without shame!

For the first time in her life, Su Ying had experienced the feeling of being struck by lightning. From the top of the skull to the bottom of her feet, she felt both evil and pain...

What should they do now!

Su Ying clung to her palm.

The Prince's cold voice sounded above her head again.

"Tell me, which poses do I like?"

"Tsk, is he helping sister concubine to vent her anger? Is he testing her bottom line?" Su Ying rolled her eyes and confirmed, "Your... Your Highness, do you really want to say it?"

"Say it!"

Su Ying looked at him with the kind of expression that said, "You and I are the parties involved, but you are not afraid. What I am afraid of is also an expression on my face. I have the courage that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. "Well, you need to say it, ahem... then I will tell you a little bit. It depends on what you think is right."

"You like it, button... orange."

The people around her were puzzled. They thought they could hear a live spring palace, but as a modern woman, how could these people understand what she said?

Hearing her strange words, the prince frowned deeply and his face darkened.

Su Ying glanced at him with sparkling eyes and said slyly, "You still like to call me baby in bed... you like my long legs and praise my white legs, which are white and pure like fine mutton-fat jade. You also say that they are tough, unlike those tender girls, who open their mouths and call for pain, disappointing people. You still like them..."