Chapter 21: Forbidden Palace Amorous Affairs

  Jumping off the horse, getting closer, only to find that Qing Xia's face didn't look good. Chu Li's originally somewhat tired and ugly face suddenly looked even more unpleasant, letting out a cold snort, without saying a word, he walked towards the inner room.

  Qing Xia's eyebrows rose in annoyance, staring at the back of the man who had made her stand in the cold wind for half a day, feeling the fire in her heart burning brighter. Xiang Ju saw that Chu Li's face was not good, and his own master was even more disobedient, anxious to the point of tears welling up in his eyes. Qing Xia saw this and became even more impatient, shouting at the kneeling servants: "Each return to your respective rooms, do what you need to do." After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the inner chamber.

  Xiang Ju's hands and feet trembled, feeling that her master had been in a terrible mood since the last time he beat Concubine Dan, as if he had become a different person. Now that the Crown Prince was in a bad mood, she hoped that she wouldn't accidentally trigger his anger. She mumbled prayers for half a day, finally having no choice but to enter the side door house, not daring to sleep, and waiting for any movement inside before rushing in to beg for mercy for her master.

  Qing Xia walked into the bedroom and saw Chu Li sitting on a small stool next to his bed, drinking wine alone. He knew that Chu Li was in a bad mood. In fact, even if he didn't look at him, Qing Xia would have known that Chu Li's mood wasn't good. Originally, he had hoped that Chu Li wouldn't come to the Lan Ting Temple for these few days, and once news of Qi An's return to the Qi State was released, Zhu Dian Ru could safely return to South Chu, and then he could find an opportunity to slip away, and everything would be fine. But unexpectedly, people can't compare to heaven's arrangements. This Crown Prince Chu seemed to have taken a liking to him on the surface, but in reality, he had been coming over every day for no reason at all. Thinking about this, Qing Xia felt somewhat helpless and didn't plan on provoking him at this time. He quietly walked towards his bed, exhausted from the whole day, especially after being bothered by that shrewish woman again in the evening. As soon as he lay down, he almost fell asleep from fatigue.

  This series of actions made Chuli's eyes spout fire. The eldest son of the Qi state had escaped from the heavenly prison, and the situation was precarious and chaotic. With so many things to attend to in the military camp, he was busy to the point of being flustered. But when he heard that she was being harassed by Jia Yun in the Chu palace, he immediately put down all his tasks and rushed back overnight. However, facing her with such an expression, how could it not make the proud and arrogant Da Chutai's heart burn with anxiety?

  Chu Li suddenly stood up in anger and walked towards the bed, roughly pulling away the quilt that Qing Xia had covered himself with, shouting: "Get up for me!"

  The woman lying on the bed furrowed her brow slightly, tilted her head back, and looked at the Southern Chu prince behind her with some anger. Wearing a white silk nightgown, she had two slender and pale legs below, her delicate neck slowly rising as she opened her mouth to say faintly: "No wonder you're from the same family, none of you have any manners."

  This sentence instantly ignited the anger that Chu Li had been suppressing all day, his sword-like eyebrows suddenly rose, and he grasped Qing Xia's white wrist with one hand. A surge of great force suddenly came, and Qing Xia's body was pulled up, tightly pressed against his own.

  "Say it again for me to hear."

  A low, husky voice slowly rose, Qing Xia raised an eyebrow and looked at the man in a fit of rage, a sly expression flashed across her eyes. Half-kneeling on the bed, she looked up at the man in front of her, and suddenly her arms wrapped around his waist, tightly embracing him.

  "What do you want me to say?" Sweetly smiling, Qing Xia's expression suddenly became like a cat that had stolen a fishy smell, her chin resting on the man's lower abdomen, her smile as bright as a flower, her lips soft and gentle, her eyes shining brightly under the lamp light, like precious jewels.

  The sudden gentleness broke through the frost on the man's face, his big eyes wide open as if he had seen an extraterrestrial visitor.

  What's going on, shouldn't she be shouting back in anger and speaking coldly? Shouldn't she try to resist with a frosty face? How could she suddenly become so obedient, even with a hint of coquetry. What's wrong with her?

  "Want me to..." Qing Xia's voice trailed off, tightly hugging Chu Li's waist, looking up at him with bright eyes that seemed to be welling up with tears. She stuck out her pink tongue and lightly bit her lower lip, then slowly bit down on it with her pearly white teeth. Her voice was soft and gentle, like the scent of orchids, "Say what?"

  Chu Li's face was as stern as iron, but it didn't look as ugly as before. As he gazed down along Qing Xia's smooth and clean face, her snow-white neck, he could see the faintly visible snowy white bosom under the wide collar, a surge of hot blood suddenly rushed to his head, his Adam's apple involuntarily moved up and down.

  In the 21st century, Qing Xia was already a top-notch agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau, or else she wouldn't have been able to lure Iranian pilots into defecting. At this moment, seeing Chu Li's appearance, how could she not understand what he was thinking? With a flicker of her eyes, she smiled and grasped Chu Li's thick hand hanging at his side, then carefully backed away while kneeling on the bed.

  "You've been busy all day, aren't you tired?"

  There's no more provocative words than this, the unpleasantness from just now had been thrown to the end of the sky by Chu Li, he looked at Qing Xia who was not as usual, a thrilling feeling quietly rose up from his heart.

  Timid and cowardly Zhuang Qingxia, elegant and refined Zhuang Qingxia, bold and fearless Zhuang Qingxia, calm and self-possessed Zhuang Qingxia, clever and daring Zhuang Qingxia, and now the charming and captivating Zhuang Qingxia, which one is the real her?

  "With a thud, Chu Li's lightly armored body crashed onto the bed, Qing Xia biting her lower lip as she slowly removed his armor from behind. She wandered to his waist, gently caressing it, and slowly unbuckled his belt. Her slender white fingers roamed over Chu Li's chest, now only clad in a blue cotton robe, gradually opening the two flaps of his shirt. Her fingertips, adorned with henna, delicately slipped inside, tracing slow lines on his robust chest muscles."

  Chu's handsome face gradually flushed with a bewildered blush, he looked at the woman in white kneeling in front of him, and felt that she was like an enchanting fairy. No wonder Prince Qi would come to rescue her so recklessly.

  At this thought, the bewildering lust that had just arisen instantly vanished, and thinking that she might have also shown such a side in front of another man, a raging fire suddenly attacked his mind.

  Seeing the lust in Chu Li's eyes dissipate, Qing Xia knew the time had come. Taking advantage of him still not getting out of bed and losing all his vigilance, he suddenly exerted force with both hands, and from behind, grabbed Chu Li's wrists. The belt that had just been untied was now held in his hand like a magic trick, and a simple knot used by special forces was tied tight in an instant.

  With a smooth and agile movement, he subdued the leopard that was about to pounce on someone in just an instant!

  "You!" Chu Li finally reacted and shouted in great anger.

  "How about it? Are you going to hit me?" Qing Xia leaned in, laughing and said with great satisfaction, "Or are you going to call someone over and let your subordinates see the majestic and powerful Crown Prince being tied up by his own consort? Who knows, they might even suspect that you have some special hobby, haha!"

  Qīng Xià Yuè said with increasing joy, and finally couldn't help but laugh happily.

  Chu Li lay on the bed, struggling with all his might for a couple of times, only to find it impossible to break free. He stopped wasting his energy and instead glared at the woman who had once again successfully fooled him, his eyes blazing with anger. In a low, menacing tone, he said: "Aren't you afraid I'll ruin you and confiscate your entire family's property?"

  "You're so annoying, I'm delighted! As for searching my home, let's wait until tomorrow, I'm too sleepy now and want to sleep." She said this while yawning loudly and stretching her waist lazily. Then she saw Chu Li tied up with his hands behind him lying on the bed, and couldn't help but smile again. After coming here for so long, it was the first time she felt so happy.

  It's probably because the matter with Qi An has been settled, and now it's just a matter of waiting for Zhuang Dianru to return safely, so she can leave. With her mind at ease, she was unusually playful when leaving with Chu.

  She was actually a girl in her twenties, who had entered the body of Zhuang Qingxia, and on the surface, she was only eighteen years old, even younger. Her thoughts were originally lively, but previously, she was constrained by her identity, which made her so tense and aloof. She didn't have the same aversion to the palace as many modern people do, mainly because this place couldn't hold her captive, so there was no need for a cage. She simply treated this place like a tourist destination, with food and drink, and people serving her, she had never felt so comfortable in her life. So the idea of leaving didn't occur to her strongly, she just thought that when she got bored, it wouldn't be too late to leave.

  Feeling good, just do something good. Qing Xia jumped off the bed and helped Chu Li take off his boots, armor, and belt, leaving only a cotton robe on him. She took the quilt and covered it over his body, finally gently patting it, smiling: "Okay, you can sleep now."

  Chu Li looked at her, rarely smiling and jumping up and down, undressing herself and getting into bed. The anger in her heart slightly subsided, but her face still had an annoyed expression. She said coldly: "You untie me, I can forgive your great disrespect."

  "Nerve!" Qing Xia disdainfully glanced at him and curled her lip, saying: "In my hands, you still want to sentence me, the stinky temper that can't recognize reality will suffer sooner or later."

  After speaking, she lay down beside him, her long black hair covering half of her face, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, and her cherry lips murmuring: "I'm so tired today, I don't have the energy to deal with you. Either sleep like this or go to someone else's palace, I won't entertain you anymore."

  Chu Li was taken aback, listening to her tone, and almost burst his lungs. But seeing that she hadn't had a good time for a while, her chest was slightly heaving, apparently really tired. For some reason, he couldn't bear to call out loudly.

  Forget it, I'm tired too.

  Chu Li comforted herself like this, closed her eyes, and fell asleep with her hands tied behind her back on the bed, in a strange posture.

  Outside the window, the crescent moon is bright and clean, a sheet of white light.