Chapter 3 — Heaven's Destiny is Difficult to Disobey

5From then on, the Crown Prince treated me somewhat differently. He often brings us delicious cakes and strange things after school. He even held my hand and taught me each stroke and each letter of writing our names. I look at the words "Mac" and "Tu" next to each other, and I can't help but feel a little emotion. I also often visited the Queen on his behalf, gradually developing feelings for her, making her trust me more. She said that with me by the Crown Prince's side, she felt very secure. She often makes nightgowns for the Crown Prince, because the palace staff are very familiar with her needlework, and making other things is easy to detect. Therefore, she can only make nightgowns, and can only be worn by me for the Crown Prince. The first time I put on your nightgown, because I wasn't used to it, my hands were shaking non-stop. The Crown Prince just stood there smiling leisurely, looking at my flustered appearance without helping. Until I accidentally tied the wrong strap and had to put my hand into his belt to untie it. I didn't know where I hit him, but his body suddenly became stiff and grabbed my hand. His face turned red: "How stupid, it's so simple and yet I don't know how to wear it." I thought he would wear it himself, but unexpectedly he held my hand to teach me how to wear it. "Look carefully, I'll only teach you once." He grabbed my hand and moved it around my waist. This too close and shady contact made my face gradually turn red, making my hands even more awkward. Finally, the Crown Prince's breathing became heavy, so he had to let go of my hand. "Stop it, you can do it yourself, you get out!" He chased me away with a calm look, but his slightly shaking hands still revealed the confusion in his heart. After closing the door, I smiled with satisfaction. I have seen countless women helping my father put on his nightgown, how could I not know how to wear it? Not only that, we also use our own spices to embellish the nightgown. I want this scent to replace me and follow the Crown Prince to sleep. From then on, your pillow will always be filled with my fragrance. 6Suddenly, the Crown Prince has reached the age where he must know about the love between men and women in the bedroom. The palace plans to choose a few maids to teach him. I was ordered to bring paintings of those palace maids and present them to the Crown Prince. But he waved his hand and swept all the paintings to the ground, then got angry with me. "Trieu Mac, do you only know how to listen to them like that?" I bowed respectfully and knelt down, tears falling, saying that I was only following orders from above. He lifted my chin and leaned closer: "Listen to orders? Don't forget, you are her person, you just need to listen to her orders." His whole person exuded a dangerous aura. I bowed my head to show fear, not daring to look into his eyes. After a long while, a sentence rang out above my head that tested the heartbeat of another person: "I don't like strange women approaching me. If I really have to choose someone, it's better to choose you." I trembled. trembling, pretending to be surprised. "What? Don't you want it?" The Crown Prince's eyes changed color, full of discomfort. I tried to restrain my joy, unable to let him notice. Something that is too easy to get will certainly not be cherished. "Didn't you say that as long as you were by my side, I wouldn't refuse to be a slave?" "The Crown Prince's love for the slave is very deep, the slave is willing to do anything for the Crown Prince. Just..." "Just what?" I bowed my head and knelt down, intentionally letting the half-life contract fall to the ground. I looked panicked, but the Crown Prince quickly picked it up first. "Trieu Mac! Do you want to leave Co?" His face immediately changed, darkening like a storm before it hit. "Your Highness, the manager of the Eastern Palace promised the slave that one year

Afterwards, a group of maids will be allowed to go out to freely decide their own marriage contract. At that time, if Your Highness agrees, the slave can also go out." Hearing me say this, his face became extremely unsightly. "The slave is willing to serve your highness, only asking that after one year, Your Highness will let the slave leave the palace." As soon as I finished speaking, I was immediately hugged by the Crown Prince, pulled tightly into his arms, pressed against the table. "Trieu Mac, since you followed me at first, don't even dream of leaving in the future!" His voice was full. threatening, full of aggression, he waved his hand and pushed me down on the bed. Even though I had seen and heard many bad things since I was young, when I had to face it myself, I still couldn't help but tremble. I pushed the Crown Prince away and stammered softly, begging: "Slave, this is the first time, please be gentle." The Crown Prince's eyes wavered slightly, and his movements became much gentler. But after all, he had never experienced this before, so he was still a little nervous awkward, clumsy. I can't let him feel like he's losing face in this matter. Concubine once said that men value face in these things. If they lose face in front of someone, they will see it as an insult, and in the end, I tried to suppress my anxiety and tension, and began to follow her, quietly leading him. Under my guidance, the Crown Prince gradually grasped the rhythm and began to speed up his breathing Steeped, warm breath continuously wrapped around my ear: "Trieu Mac, why is it like a fire inside me, drawing me closer to you?" "Your Highness, perhaps this is a feeling that is difficult to control." He continued to move on his body, swaying rhythmically as if there was no obstacle, the breathing in his ears became increasingly heavier. You and I were entwined with each other, gradually becoming one... I don't know how much time has passed passed, the wind stopped and the rain dissipated. "Mac Mac, you really make me fall in love..." The Crown Prince was satisfied with the first life experience I brought him, and after being exhausted, he hugged me and fell asleep, still muttering my name. Looking at his sleeping face, I couldn't help but feel moved. The prince was as handsome as a jade, the coldness of the day when facing others disappeared, leaving only his gentle features and gentle expression Like, when we are truly immersed in love, even the smallest things make people fascinated. But the pain from somewhere in our body brings pain deep in our hearts. If we are emotional, we will lose in the world.