Who Would Win, Master Or The Crown Prince?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The maidservant had no other choice but to invite him for a seat in the side hall.
It took several calls for Chen Qiyu to finally crawl out from under Long Chi reluctantly.
It was her first time bedding the Crown Prince, and so intensely, too. When she came out, her whole body felt like jelly, and she had to be supported by two maidservants to walk to the side hall.
"Why have you come, Big Bro?" Glancing at the person sitting in his chair, Chen Qiyu asked with a seductive air.
Chen Xuping frowned in disgust, then stood up and said, "Aunt Liu missed you very much and asked me to come to the palace and see you. But it looks like you're doing fine; Aunt Liu would be relieved."
Before Chen Qiyu could react, he had already walked past her and left the side hall.
Chen Qiyu just stood there, glued to the spot.
When she came back to her senses, she gritted her teeth so fiercely she almost crushed them.