Chapter Thirteen: Teasing a Prince Is a Capital Offense

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On the other side, without realizing it, Dongfang Yuyue had already circled nearly half of the Medical Nether Valley. Though it was just a small part, it was enough to reveal the prowess of the valley’s master. To manage such a modest valley so meticulously, with intricately arranged mechanisms and everyone dutifully performing their roles—it was clear this place was no ordinary domain.

“I’ve been saying all this time, I haven’t seen Your Highness Yuwang around. So it turns out you’ve come to visit my humble valley,” a voice called out.

“But being alone is so dull. How about I show you around and introduce you to everyone, hmm?”

Luo Qianfan stood there in a modest, single-toned white robe. At his waist hung a finely carved jade pendant made of exquisite rosewood. The design was faint but visible—a pattern resembling an eye, or rather, a bloodstained, vengeful, furious eye, seductive and dangerous. He held a stylish ink-painted fan, exuding an aura of distinction. His hair was tied high with a hair crown, and though he was a man, he had won countless hearts.

Dongfang Yuyue looked at the dazzling Luo Qianfan. An evil seed had already been planted in his heart; he must not let her fall for any other entanglements.

After giving him a once-over, he replied with a hint of annoyance, “No need to tour around. Let’s treat the illness first.”

Luo Qianfan waved his fan, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he appraised Dongfang Yuyue’s striking figure. He teased, “Alright, then let’s go.”

On the stone path, one followed the other, one dressed in black, the other in white.

They exchanged no words on the way, and soon arrived at their destination.

“Come, take off your clothes,” Luo Qianfan said coolly as he pushed open the door, then turned to take out a pack of silver needles.

Dongfang Yuyue, following closely behind, froze for a moment, as if he hadn’t heard Luo Qianfan speak. A mischievous, wicked smile spread across his lips as he feigned innocence and asked, “Take off what?”

Because Luo Qianfan had his back to him, she didn’t see the roguish aura radiating from him.

Instead, she was momentarily stunned. It seemed that having stayed here too long, she had forgotten that the mindset of people here remained primitive—strict rules and precautions between men and women.

“Of course, take off your outer garment. Otherwise, how am I supposed to perform acupuncture on you?” Luo Qianfan said, catching the bewildered look in his eyes. A thought struck her, and she added, “Don’t tell me you think I want you to undress for some other reason?” Seeing Dongfang Yuyue struck dumb, she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh my, I never expected this. The illustrious Prince Yu, could it be that you’re still a virgin?” Luo Qianfan’s curiosity piqued as he saw the flush spreading across Dongfang Yuyue’s ears.

“No way! Could it be that Your Highness has some ‘problem’ downstairs?” He half-jokingly scanned Dongfang Yuyue’s entire body with a roguish grin. “How about I examine you properly? Don’t worry, this time it’s free—no strings attached!!!”

Dongfang Yuyue: “—”

Being cornered like this by a woman was unprecedented for him. Sometimes, he pondered whether he should kill her or continue to let her run wild, yet his body constantly yearned to be near her.

Truly a sin!

“Boy, do you know that in this empire, ‘flirting’ with a prince is a capital offense? If I were to spread these words, your Medical Nether Valley would be reduced to ashes in an instant. Dare you?” Dongfang Yuyue’s eyes, alluring yet commanding, carried a trace of helplessness.