Qi Changyi's obviously flattering attitude not only failed to calm Pei Zheng down, but made him more determined in his thinking.
All this is for Zhao Litang!
Pei Zheng held the snow-white little hand attached to him, and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
Qi Changyi was stunned. He, he just wanted to make Brother Pei happy.
"How come Your Highness is so hungry and in such a state after I haven't been here for a few days? Or is this just Your Highness's nature?"
Pei Zheng stared into his eyes and said, "Then I will calm your anger."
He raised his voice and called out, "Li Yu."
The young eunuch Li Yu quietly pushed the door open and came in. Pei Zheng still looked at Qi Changyi and spoke in an extremely cold voice, "Bring me a bucket of cold water."
Li Yu agreed, and soon a full bucket of cold water was placed in the middle of the bedroom.
Pei Zheng ordered Qi Changyi, "Go, soak in the water."
Although the weather has started to warm up, it is still a bit chilly at night. Qi Changyi shuddered when he looked at the bucket of cold water.
"Brother Pei..."
Pei Zheng ignored his begging and looked at him coldly without saying a word.
Qi Changyi bit her lip, walked to the wooden barrel, and obediently stretched out her legs and sat in it.
The freezing cold water instantly corroded his limbs. Qi Changyi's lips turned pale, and he held his arms and shivered continuously.
His long jet-black hair was wet, and strands of it stuck to his cheeks, dripping with water, making his small face look even paler and more delicate, like a bewitching goblin.
Qi Changyi's body was getting colder and colder, while Pei Zheng, who was standing beside him, was gradually getting hot all over.
After the banquet, he only talked with the Fourth Prince Qi Changfeng for a few words, and they parted unhappily because of their different political views. Now, looking at this well-behaved and lovely little person in front of him, he gradually began to identify with Qi Changfeng's aggressive face.
He wanted to conquer him, possess him, and trample upon his lofty dignity and prestige.
Pei Zheng stepped forward and stretched out his arms to pick up the soaked Qi Changyi, then strode towards the bed in the inner hall.
The wet little guy was thrown onto the bed, his white clothes clung to his body, revealing his charming curves.
Pei Zheng approached him, pinched his chin and said, "You are indeed a demon."
Qi Changyi was shivering from the cold, and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably.
Pei Zheng's eyes became darker and darker, but he could only try his best to suppress the desire to peel off the white cloth.
You can't touch him now, it will be useful later.
Pei Zheng desperately told himself this before he suppressed the impulse, pulled over the thin golden quilt beside him, and wrapped the person under him tightly in three layers. Then he buried his head in his thin and tender neck and bit it.
Qi Changyi gasped in pain, but his whole body was firmly held down and he could not move. He could only beg in a low voice, "Brother Pei, it hurts, it hurts, ah..."
Pei Zheng finally opened his mouth and was satisfied when he saw a circle of obvious teeth marks on the white skin.
"This is just a small punishment. Your Highness must remember this."
He stood up, then carefully arranged his robe and jade crown. Pei Zheng turned around and left without even looking at the little man.
After Pei Zheng left, Li Yu tiptoed to open the door of the bedroom. He had to confirm whether the prince was safe.
But when he saw the water stains all over the room and Qi Changyi lying on the bed with red cheeks and trembling, Li Yu knew that there was no way His Highness could be safe and sound.