After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Chapter 13 The Prince's Appointment

Xie Mishuang looked at the note in her hand, her brows slightly furrowed, her fingertips gently stroking the paper, feeling a little hesitant.

"Did His Royal Highness really agree?" she asked softly, with a hint of disbelief in her tone.

Qing He covered her mouth and laughed, "Miss, this note was handed to me by Miss Xiao Lan herself, how could it be fake?"

Xie Mishuang bit her lower lip. She originally thought that with Ouyang Jing's cold and aloof personality, he would definitely be dissatisfied with her after seeing the peony hairpin, and might even refuse the meeting.

She had even thought about it. If the prince refused to keep the appointment, she would ask Jiang Yulian for help.

But I didn't expect that he would agree so readily.

"Miss, don't think too much. Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has agreed, it means he is definitely not angry. Maybe he is even very happy that you asked him out." Xin Yan said with a smile, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Xie Mishuang glared at her and said angrily, "You little girl, you just talk nonsense."

"I'm telling the truth." Xin Yan blinked her eyes with an expression that said "I understand you".

Xie Mishuang felt a little embarrassed by her gaze, so he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go."

"Yes, Miss." Qinghe and Xinyan answered in unison.

"Xin Yan, you stay and keep an eye on the Shen company. Qinghe, ask Xiaolan to go to Wanxiang Teahouse with me." Xie Mishuang suddenly remembered something and turned to give instructions to Xin Yan and Qinghe.

"Yes, Miss." Xin Yan and Qing He responded respectfully.

As night falls and the lights come on, the streets of the capital are still bustling with people.

Xie Mishuang rode in a sedan chair, traveling through the night, and soon arrived at his destination - Wanxiang Teahouse.

"Isn't this Miss Xie? Please come in, please come in!" The waiter in the teahouse was sharp-eyed and recognized Xie Mishuang at a glance. He hurriedly came up to greet her with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Xie Mishuang, his eyes full of surprise and fear.

This Miss Xie is the future Crown Princess, so she must be treated well.

Xie Mishuang nodded slightly, and with the support of Qinghe and Xiaolan, he walked into the teahouse.

Upon seeing this, the waiter hurriedly and attentively led them to a private room called "Tian Zi Hao".

"Miss Xie, please sit for a moment. I'll make you a pot of the best Biluochun tea." The waiter said with a nod and a bow, then turned and walked out.

Xie Mishuang sat down on the chair, while Qinghe and Xiaolan stood beside him.

Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and a slender figure slowly walked in.

The man was wearing a black brocade robe with a white jade belt around his waist. His black hair was tied up with a jade crown. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. He exuded a noble and cold temperament from head to toe, as if he was a banished immortal who walked out of a painting, making people dare not look at him directly.

When Xie Mishuang saw the person coming, her heart beat faster involuntarily, a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and she felt inexplicably uneasy.

Especially what Xin Yan said before made her feel a little awkward.

"Your servant Xie Mishuang pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Xie Mishuang quickly stood up and saluted Ouyang Jing.

Ouyang Jing originally wanted to reach out to help her, but due to etiquette, he finally said lightly: "Miss Xie, there is no need to be so polite. There are no outsiders here."

Xie Mishuang lowered his head and straightened himself up.

Ouyang Jing sat down opposite her, and the two followers behind him also walked in and stood respectfully behind him.

Ouyang Jing moved his fingers slightly, and the two followers understood and retreated, gently closing the door.

Seeing this, Qinghe also pulled Xiaolan out, leaving the space to Xie Mishuang and Ouyang Jing.

In the private room, the scent of sandalwood curls in the air, and the room is quiet.

Xie Mishuang bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, then stood up, picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, and personally poured a cup of fragrant tea for Ouyang Jing.

Her movements were gentle and graceful. Ouyang Jing's eyes were always on her, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his deep phoenix eyes.

He watched as her slender white fingers gripped the teapot and slowly poured tea into the cup. The fragrance of the tea filled the air, refreshing his heart.

Ouyang Jing's slender fingers gently stroked the teacup. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly. He asked in a calm tone, "Tell me, what's the business?"

Xie Mishuang felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her. She quickly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and said softly, "Your Highness, I just want to ask you for a small favor. It's not a big deal."

Ouyang Jing looked at her without saying a word, just quietly waiting for her next words.

Xie Mishuang felt a little nervous when he looked at her. She avoided his gaze and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

She took a deep breath and continued, "I want to take back... take back my mother's dowry. I would like to ask Your Highness to help me forge a medical book by Mr. Li, the world's number one doctor, and then... then auction it off." Xie Mishuang finished speaking in one breath, nervously clenching the handkerchief in her hand.

Ouyang Jing picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and asked calmly, "And then?"

Xie Mishuang was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No...no more."

Ouyang Jing looked at her dazed look, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He put down his teacup, looked at her, and asked, "That's it?"

Xie Mishuang's ears turned red when he looked at her, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

She felt that doing this favor was too much trouble for the prince.

He is so busy with all sorts of things, how could he possibly have time to help her with something like this?

She must have been out of her mind to come to him for help.

Just when Xie Mishuang thought Ouyang Jing would refuse, he heard his calm voice: "Okay."

Xie Mishuang suddenly raised her head and looked at him in disbelief.

He...he actually agreed?

Ouyang Jing looked at her surprised expression and the smile on his lips deepened a little.

"But I have one condition."

Xie Mishuang was stunned, then looked up at him, with a hint of doubt in her clear eyes.

Then she lowered her eyes again, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and said softly, "Prince, please speak."

Ouyang Jing looked at her shy and lovely appearance, and the smile on his lips deepened a little.

He put down the teacup in his hand, leaned forward slightly, stared at her with burning eyes, and said in a low, magnetic voice in her ear: "Can you drink?"

Xie Mishuang was stunned at first, shook her head, then nodded, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Ouyang Jing looked at her hesitant expression and couldn't help but chuckle: "Will you or won't you?"

Xie Mishuang was a little embarrassed by his smile. She bit her lower lip and mustered up the courage to say, "If the prince's condition is to drink, I think I should be able to do it."