The Eighth Prince's Mansion, which used to be full of singing and dancing, has undergone many changes in recent times.
Although the servants in the mansion didn't know what happened, they still vaguely guessed what happened when they saw that the gate of the Eighth Prince's mansion, which used to be full of glory, suddenly became deserted.
For a time, everyone from top to bottom was in danger and gloomy.
Ever since Chu Wei ordered him not to go out, Chu Kuo really never went out again. He locked himself up in the ancestral hall day and night. Finally, he simply built a side hall aside and rested there at night.
Since then, everyone in the mansion said that His Highness the Eighth Prince has changed and has become more mature and stable.
Zhang Qingcha, who was also sent to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, was also more desperate than ever.
From the moment she was brought into the house, she was taken to a small courtyard in the backyard.
This yard is very dilapidated. Even on this beautiful spring day, there is not much life in it. There are only a few sparse yellow grasses alive in the yard.
Three meals a day were delivered on time, and her pulse was checked every two days.
But she didn't care much at first. After all, His Majesty was so angry at that time. She thought that the Eighth Prince must also show his attitude, and as his sweetheart and future concubine, she naturally had to accompany him through thick and thin.
Besides, entering the Eighth Prince's Mansion was her dream, so how could she not be happy?
She even thought about it every day, what kind of clothes she would wear when Chu Kuo came to see her, what kind of bun she would wear, and tell her that the baby in her belly was very well-behaved.
But……
What she never expected was that she would spend eight days alone like this!
She couldn't bear it anymore. She must go out today and see His Highness the Eighth Prince!
Finally, when another servant brought dinner, Zhang Qingcha pushed the servant away and rushed out of the deserted yard.
"Brother Eight, Brother Eight!" Zhang Qingcha held up the hem of her skirt and ran out while calling towards the light, "Brother Eight, where are you? Chacha wants to see you!"
Behind Zhang Qingcha was the limping maid delivering food.
I saw her trying hard to chase Zhang Qingcha while beckoning people around her, "Quick! Catch her! Don't let her run away."
Looking like this, there is no trace of the majesty of the future mistress of the house.
But at this moment, Zhang Qingcha seemed not to hear it, or maybe she pretended not to hear it and ran outside.
Everyone wanted to catch her, but they were afraid of hurting her. In the end, they were so anxious that she actually came to the ancestral hall enshrined in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
When Chu Kuo opened the side hall as a sleeping hall, he ordered that no one could enter at will without his permission during the days when he was banned.
So Zhang Qingcha ran inside, and the servants had to worry outside.
Zhang Qingcha did not expect that the person chasing him all the way would stop. Looking at the bright room in front of him, Zhang Qingcha suddenly felt happy.
Could it be that because they know that Brother Eight is here, those damn servants don't dare to make any mistakes?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingcha immediately rushed into the house, "Myna..."
However, what he saw in front of him made Zhang Qingcha feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The palace, which was deserted and even a bit lonely outside, felt unprecedentedly warm, and in the middle was a large round bed with a red gauze curtain.
At this moment, the two bodies on the round bed were entangled with each other, and their voices were gentle and suppressed.
Zhang Qingcha, who had already gone through many human affairs, naturally knew what was going on, and the tall and majestic figure on the bed was extremely familiar to her even through the heavy curtains.
Just because she had been like this with that person before...
Perhaps he didn't expect that someone would suddenly break in. The people in the room paused for a few moments.
I saw the person in the tent raised his head slightly, seemed to glance sideways, and then there was another wave of swaying movements and a soft and low voice...
Zhang Qingcha blushed instantly, but what made her even more uncomfortable was that her sweetheart was actually in front of her...
The red curtains were fluttering, and the spring breeze suddenly appeared. It took a long time before it slowly subsided.
"Eighth brother?" Zhang Qingcha sobbed.
"Since you're already here, why don't you come in?" The person in the red tent opened the curtain, and Chao Zhang Qingcha, who was still naked, walked over.
Looking at the body, Zhang Qingcha froze on the spot, his face turned red and white, and finally lowered his head.
But soon, her chin was pinched by the man, so hard that she couldn't help but scream.
The man's other hand rubbed into her body along her clothes and landed on her lower abdomen.
Zhang Qingcha was frightened, frightened, ashamed and embarrassed. He bit his lower lip and said, "Brother Eight, don't..."
"No?" Chu Kuo looked at the woman in front of him who had achieved nothing but failed. A hint of ridicule appeared in the corner of his mouth, "Don't you already have a child from me? What is there to be ashamed of?"
With that said, Zhang Qingcha was dragged into the room, and the door was closed by the wind of his palm.
When someone pushed him hard onto the bed, Zhang Qingcha immediately screamed.
Although she and Chu Kuo used to play some tricks on the bed when they were in the mood, this was the first time she was treated so cruelly, "Eighth brother, don't, I, no, child..."
However, what she received in response was a cold snort and the sound of her clothes being torn to pieces.
Zhang Qingcha felt like a broken doll.
She wanted to pass out, but every time she reached the critical point, Chu Kuo had a way to pull her back. Sometimes it was painful, sometimes it was pleasurable...
She also knew that there was a child in her belly, but in the end she couldn't help but take the initiative to cater to it.
Chu Kuo looked at the passionate look of the woman under him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, the women in the Zhang family were all equally wanton!
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Kuo finally let out a low roar, ending this intense bed affair.
From beginning to end, there was a third person on this bed.
When Chu Kuo turned over, the man knelt down half of his body and helped him dress and tidy up. Although Zhang Qingcha was a little confused at the moment, he still saw the scene clearly.
Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
The pain in the body is nothing compared to the pain in the heart.
How could he do this with other women in front of him, and how could he play with himself to this extent in front of other women?
Dressed neatly, Chu Kuo looked at the tear-stained face on the bed, touched her forehead with his fingers, and smiled, "What's wrong, Chacha? Haven't we done this kind of thing many times? Why are you still crying?"
"Why why?" Chu Kuo raised his eyebrows, his tone was filled with satisfaction, but also seemed a little puzzled.
"She..." Zhang Qingcha pointed to the undressed woman beside him, his eyes full of hatred, "Who is she? How can she be like you?"
Chu Kuo smiled again, "What's wrong? She is my concubine, and she will also be my concubine in the future."
With that said, Chu Kuo grabbed the woman and kissed her.
Zhang Qingcha's eyes widened, "What qualifications does she have?"
A concubine, he actually wanted to make her his concubine?
"What qualifications?" Chu Kuo nodded, "Then I have to ask you, if she is not qualified, where do you get the qualifications? You are not as good as her in bed..."
Every word, every word was heart-breaking, driving Zhang Qingcha completely into hell.
Yes, she remembered that this was how she made Chu Kuo fall in love with her.
Could it be that she was going to be cruelly abandoned like Zhang Qingjiu?
No, she won't!
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qingcha slowly stood up and tears fell from his eyes, "Have you forgotten, Brother Eight? When you were nine years old, if Chacha hadn't sucked out the snake venom for you, Brother Eight would have..."