241: Chapter 241 My husband, will you come with me?

Chen Shanzhi frowned, and his movements stopped instantly.

He was currently in an extremely tense state, and this sudden halt made him feel rather uncomfortable, causing the True Qi within his body to become somewhat restless.

Ouyang Wanqing's pretty face also turned pale, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes.

This was the study of the Prime Ministers Mansion!

If they were caught inside acting so recklessly while naked, her reputation as the Eldest Miss of the Prime Ministers Mansion would be completely ruined.

She hurriedly stretched out her hands to cover her mouth tightly, even holding her breath, her beautiful eyes staring in terror at the tightly closed study door.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The sound of footsteps stopped in front of the steps outside the study.

The next moment, a somewhat timid yet respectful maid's voice drifted in through the door panel: "Young Miss, are you inside?"

Ouyang Wanqing's delicate body trembled, her whole person tensed up like a drawn bowstring.

She dared not speak, only glaring fiercely at Chen Shanzhi, signaling him to get out quickly.

But Chen Shanzhi's rogue nature flared up at this moment; instead of leaving, he deliberately moved closer, grinning silently.

Ouyang Wanqing was so angry she nearly bit him to death on the spot.

The maid outside, hearing no response and assuming her Young Miss was asleep, raised her voice slightly and continued to report: "Young Miss, His Highness the First Prince has arrived at the Prime Ministers Mansion. His Highness the First Prince says he has an urgent matter to discuss with you."

The First Prince?

Hearing these three words, the two in the study exchanged a glance, the absurdity and surprise in their eyes practically overflowing.

Good heavens.

Why did the First Prince come at this time?

Although the social customs of the Great Jiang Dynasty were relatively liberal, the etiquette and rules regarding the separation of men and women were still strictly observed.

Now that the First Prince and Ouyang Wanqing were betrothed, according to the rules, they were required to avoid suspicion before the grand wedding and try their best not to meet in private.

Moreover, the First Prince had actually come uninvited today, directly finding his way to the Prime Ministers Mansion.

This was extremely unusual.

"Could it be that this guy has sensed something?" Chen Shanzhi raised an eyebrow.

But just as this thought flashed through his mind, an indescribably strange sensation of excitement suddenly surged into his heart.

It was a kind of extreme absurdity, yet also a forbidden feeling that made a man's male hormones explode instantly.

The First Prince, Ouyang Wanqing's fiancé, was currently waiting in the reception hall of the Prime Ministers Mansion, eagerly waiting to see her.

And he, Chen Shanzhi, was at this very moment pressing the First Prince's fiancée firmly against the study window, with not a shred of distance between them.

This green hat was truly worn firmly and accurately.

Under this extreme psychological stimulation, a surge of lustful fire exploded in Chen Shanzhi's lower abdomen.

His capital, which had originally subsided due to stopping, at this moment... "Mmhmm...!" ... (Targeted by the Crab Divine Beast)

Ouyang Wanqing was caught off guard and wanted to force herself to hold it back, but in the end, it turned into a delicate, trembling soft moan from deep within her throat, even carrying a hint of a weeping tone.

The sound was extremely faint, but in this quiet courtyard, it seemed exceptionally clear.

The maid outside had sharp ears and immediately asked with some confusion: "Young Miss? What's wrong? Is there some movement in the room?"

As she spoke, the sound of the maid lifting her feet to walk towards the door came from outside.

Ouyang Wanqing was frightened to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

She glared fiercely at Chen Shanzhi, her beautiful eyes filled with pleading and shame.

If they were caught, she might as well just find a rope and hang herself!

Chen Shanzhi also knew he couldn't play with fire, so he took a deep breath and stopped his unnecessary movements. ... (Targeted by the Crab Divine Beast)

When she spoke, her voice still carried a hint of uncontrollable, slight trembling: "I... I'm fine. I just accidentally knocked over the inkstone on the bookshelf."

"Oh, so that was it."

The maid outside stopped her footsteps and let out a sigh of relief.

Ouyang Wanqing bit her red lips, forcibly enduring the tingling sensation rushing to her brain, and continued to instruct with a trembling voice: "You... you go tell Big Brother, let the First Prince wait in the reception hall for a moment. Just say I... mm... just say I am feeling a bit tired and need to bathe and change clothes first, I will go later."

"Yes, Young Miss, this servant will go report to the Young Master and the First Prince now."

The maid replied respectfully.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fade away until they completely disappeared outside the courtyard, Ouyang Wanqing felt as if she had been fished out of water, her whole body limp and weak in Chen Shanzhi's arms.

"You... you deadly bastard!"

She turned around, baring her silver teeth, and bit down hard on Chen Shanzhi's shoulder.

"Hiss—!"

Chen Shanzhi sucked in a breath of cold air, not because of the pain, but because he was hooked by the charming look of this woman when she bit him.

"Wife, are you a dog?"

Chen Shanzhi said impatiently, patting her perky, ample buttocks.

"Let me go quickly!"

Ouyang Wanqing struggled, pushing against his chest with both hands, "The First Prince is still waiting in the front. If I go too late, he will definitely become suspicious."

She had completely sobered up by now, and reason had regained the high ground.

The First Prince's sudden visit was by no means a small matter; she had to go see him.

Although Chen Shanzhi was a bit unhappy, he knew the severity and urgency of the situation.

He curled his lips and complied somewhat reluctantly.

Ouyang Wanqing's pretty face was so red it was practically dripping water.

She didn't dare to look at the masterpiece of the two on the floor and hurriedly pulled over the water-blue long dress from the side, starting to put it on.

Watching her eager appearance, Chen Shanzhi's jealousy immediately flared up.

He crossed his arms, leaned against the desk, and spoke with a sour tone: "Good wife, as soon as this First Prince calls, you are eager to go see him. What, is he more important than me, the husband who bowed with you in the illusion world?"

Hearing this, Ouyang Wanqing, who was bending over to adjust her skirt, paused slightly.

She turned her head, looked at Chen Shanzhi's awkward, jealous appearance, and gave a light hum, revealing a look of extremely gratified sweetness.

This man, who was usually incredibly scoundrel-like, actually knew how to be jealous for her.

On Ouyang Wanqing's stunningly beautiful face, that touch of coldness of a refined young lady completely disappeared, and instead, a bewitching, soul-stirring, and charming smile bloomed.

She finished putting on her long inner dress.

Afterwards, her somewhat sore and weak delicate body leaned back, lazily resting against the edge of the red sandalwood table.

Her jade-white thighs were faintly visible beneath the water-blue skirt.

She stretched out a soft, boneless jade hand and took, in a leisurely manner, a pair of exquisite white silk socks woven from top-grade heavenly silkworm silk, as thin as cicada wings.

Under Chen Shanzhi's somewhat dazed gaze, Ouyang Wanqing slightly bent one of her slender legs.

She slowly pulled the thin white silk up from her exquisite, petite toes.

The heavenly silkworm silk was extremely thin, clinging to her skin, outlining her fair complexion and graceful leg lines perfectly, adding a few more points of maddening, hazy beauty.

When the stockings reached her knees, Ouyang Wanqing chuckled.

She suddenly raised her jade feet, which had just been put into the exquisite socks.

Her delicate, rounded toes traced a graceful arc in mid-air, finally landing lightly on Chen Shanzhi's shoulder.

A cold and slippery sensation came through.

Ouyang Wanqing's toes curled slightly, sliding along his shoulder, and finally, she ambiguously used her rounded arch to gently hook Chen Shanzhi's chin.

She tilted her head slightly, her large, watery eyes filled with soul-stirring smiles, her red lips parted slightly, breathing like orchids: "Then~ Husband... would you like to accompany me?"