The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

Chapter 112 Is this a serious lesson?

As Xiao Chenyuan spoke, he turned to face Su Yaoyao and placed his hands on her waist: "Stand apart, shoulder-width apart."

His hands were steady, and warmth emanated from through the thin fabric of his clothes.

Su Yaoyao stood still as instructed, and then she felt him get even closer, his chest almost touching her back.

"Bend your knees slightly." Xiao Chenyuan's voice was right next to my ear, his breath brushing against my earlobe. "Straighten your back."

Su Yaoyao did as instructed, but felt that the posture... was rather ambiguous.

This isn't teaching horse stance...this is clearly...

Xiao Chenyuan was "teaching" her seriously, but Su Yaoyao became increasingly unsteady on her feet.

His hands roamed all over her body, ostensibly to "correct her posture," but the force, the placement... it was clearly intentional.

"Your Highness..." she protested softly, "Please don't..."

"Don't what?" Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head, his lips almost touching her earlobe. "Didn't you want to strengthen your body? I'm helping you."

Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth.

Help me my ass!

Anar watched in disbelief.

This isn't teaching martial arts; it's clearly flirting!

Su Qingrun also put away her gun, looking over here expressionlessly, her grip on the gun barrel tightening.

"Yes, that's it." Xiao Chenyuan's voice lowered slightly, with a barely perceptible hoarseness. "Yaoyao is very smart."

As he spoke, his lips almost touched her ear. Su Yaoyao trembled, her legs going weak.

"Your Highness..." she protested softly, "Is this teaching or...?"

"Yes, all of them." Xiao Chenyuan chuckled, helping her turn around so they were facing each other. "Now, try pushing me."

Looking at his face so close to hers, Su Yaoyao's heart pounded wildly: "I...I can't push him..."

"Try it." Xiao Chenyuan grasped her wrist and guided her to press it against his chest. "Use your waist to generate power."

Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth and pushed hard—

Not moving.

Xiao Chenyuan's lips curled slightly: "Too weak. You need to practice more."

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled her into his arms. Caught off guard, Su Yaoyao bumped into his strong chest and gasped in surprise.

"Alright," Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I'll practice with you more tonight."

Su Yaoyao's face flushed red.

What is this person saying in public?! Her brother is still here!!

Anar couldn't bear it any longer and coughed twice: "Um... Your Highness, the teaching methods on our grasslands might be a little different. How about I do it?"

As she spoke, she walked up to Su Yaoyao and said, "Come on, grab my arm, and I'll demonstrate for you."

Su Yaoyao grabbed her arm as instructed.

Anar was about to make a move when she suddenly caught sight of Xiao Chenyuan beside her. Her eyes darted around, "No, no, I'm too strong, I'm afraid I'll hurt you. How about... we let His Highness be the target?"

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow.

"Your Highness is skilled, there's definitely no problem!" Anar said with a grin. "Besides, aren't you two... you know what?! A few falls together will help you bond!"

Su Yaoyao: "..." Princess, what kind of indecent words are you saying!

Xiao Chenyuan actually walked over.

He stopped in front of Su Yaoyao, bent down slightly so that she could grab his arm.

"Come on, give it a try." He looked at her, his eyes gentle.

Looking at the handsome face in front of her, Su Yaoyao suddenly felt a little hesitant to make the move.

"Push harder!" Anar directed from the sidelines. "Grab his arm, turn around, thrust your hips, and throw him!"

Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth and did as she was told—grabbing Xiao Chenyuan's arm, turning around, and thrusting her hips forward…

Xiao Chenyuan grunted, remembering that there were other people around, and quickly steadied himself.

Su Yaoyao discovered that she couldn't shake him at all.

Xiao Chenyuan stood firmly, like a mountain.

Su Yaoyao blushed and tried again, but still couldn't move.

"Pfft—" Anar couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Your Highness, why don't you play along!"

Xiao Chenyuan then "suddenly realized" and fell to the ground—

But he fell in the wrong direction; instead of backwards, he fell into Su Yaoyao's arms.

Caught off guard, Su Yaoyao was pulled backward by him. The two fell onto the lawn, Xiao Chenyuan on the bottom and her on top.

Eyes facing each other.

Xiao Chenyuan looked at her, a smile in his eyes: "Did you hurt yourself?"

Su Yaoyao blushed and her heart pounded: "You...you did this on purpose!"

"Yes." He readily admitted it, even leaning closer to whisper in her ear, "Otherwise, how could I hold you openly and legitimately?"

You jerk!

Anar clapped from the sidelines, "Good! Well done!"

Su Qingrun: "..." He turned and left, this time he really didn't want to watch anymore.

"Hey, Lord Marquis!" Anar quickly chased after him, "Don't go! I haven't taught you yet!"

The two ran off one after the other.

Only Su Yaoyao and Xiao Chenyuan remained in the courtyard.

Xiao Chenyuan then got up, reached out and pulled her up, carefully brushing the grass clippings off her body.

"Are you still practicing?" he asked.

Su Yaoyao glared at him: "How am I supposed to practice with you here?"

"Then shall I leave?" Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow.

"...No." Su Yaoyao tugged at his sleeve and muttered softly, "We're already here."

"Oh, right," Su Yaoyao remembered the important matter, "has the wedding date been set?"

"It's settled." Xiao Chenyuan's fingertips twirled a strand of her hair. "The tenth of March is an auspicious day calculated by the Imperial Observatory."

"March..." Su Yaoyao calculated for a moment, "Then it will be soon."

"I find it too slow," Xiao Chenyuan said calmly. "If the Ministry of Rites hadn't said that three months would be the fastest, I would have married you tomorrow."

Su Yaoyao laughed: "What's the rush? I'm not going to run away."

"I'm in a hurry." Xiao Chenyuan hugged her even tighter. "I won't be at ease until I marry you."

The two were embracing when Anar ran back, followed by a helpless-looking Su Qingrun.

"Oh dear! I forgot about that!" Anar slapped her forehead. "My brother wrote a few days ago saying he would also be attending the Crown Prince's wedding!"

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Is your brother coming?"

"That's right!" Anar smiled, her eyes crinkling. "My brother is the number one warrior in our Northern Desert. He's handsome, has a great physique, and boasts numerous battle achievements—little sister, I'll introduce you to him!"

Xiao Chenyuan's gaze softened: "No need for that."

"No trouble at all!" Anar completely oblivious to the coldness in his words, and said to Su Yaoyao with great interest.

"Little sister, once you meet him, you'll know how wonderful men from the grasslands are! My brother will definitely like someone like you! He always says that women from the Central Plains are too thin, they'd fall over in the wind, no fun at all. Someone like you, healthy and beautiful, he'll definitely be attracted to you—"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a chill down her back.

She turned her head and met Xiao Chenyuan's eyes, which were as cold as ice.

Anar: "..."

She swallowed hard, swallowing back what she was about to say.

Su Qingrun shook her head as she watched from the side.

This silly princess... she really doesn't know the meaning of death. Quickly drag her away.

After she had walked away, Su Yaoyao turned to look at Xiao Chenyuan and poked his cheek: "Why is Your Highness jealous again?"

Xiao Chenyuan took her hand and kissed it: "No."

"Really not?" Su Yaoyao leaned closer to him, her eyes crinkling. "Then I'll have to take a good look at what the number one warrior of the Northern Desert looks like—"

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Chenyuan kissed her.

The kiss was deep and urgent, filled with obvious possessiveness. He pried open her lips and teeth, thrusting deep inside, leaving her breathless.

After a long while, he finally released her, pressed his forehead against hers, and said in a low, husky voice:

"Don't look."

Su Yaoyao was dizzy from his kiss, but still stubbornly asked, "Why?"

"Because..." Xiao Chenyuan looked at her, then suddenly buried his face in her neck and murmured, "You said... I'm handsome..."

Su Yaoyao felt incredibly happy inside, but feigned displeasure on the surface: "Your Highness is handsome, but he's also truly domineering!"

"Yes." Xiao Chenyuan readily admitted, "So, stay away from those irrelevant people."

He paused, then added, "Especially the men of the Northern Desert."

Su Yaoyao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This person... is incredibly jealous.

However, she likes it.

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Meanwhile, a man nine feet tall with striking, exotic features had just dismounted and was looking up at the city gate of Yongjing.

He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Where is that beautiful woman my little sister mentioned in her letter?"