In the Cangyi Temple, in the Imperial Palace, thousands of candles were swaying, the purple pool water was tumbling, as if it was boiling, and the white mist was permeating the entire East Palace.

Prince Mozun reclined in the snow-white fur, full of silver long hair slightly curly, falling behind him layer by layer, a shocking face, as if condensing all the elegance of spring flowers and autumn moons, in the blue eyes, precipitated the purest light in the world, not sad, not happy, as if static, I can't see half of his emotions.

An elegant and noble silver-blue embroidered cloud robe, lined with his snow-white undershirt, revealing a delicate and seductive collarbone and a graceful neck.

Two stunning women, with their breasts slightly exposed, naked jade feet, one peeling grapes, the other pouring wine, carefully serving on one side.

It is their blessing to be able to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, even if it is for their lives, they have no regrets.

"Your Highness—" The woman in the pink skirt finished peeling a grape, knelt down beside Mo Zun, and carefully handed it to him.

"What are you doing so nervous?" Mo Zun's eyes opened slightly, looked at the woman in the pink skirt, and suddenly asked.

"Your Highness, I-" The woman in the pink skirt thought he was angry, and suddenly shook her hands in fright, and the grapes in her hands just landed on the placket of Mo Zun's clothes.

"Your Highness, the slave deserves death, please Your Highness--" The woman was suddenly frightened, and even the other beautiful woman in a green dress beside her was so frightened that she knelt down together.

Mo Zun's body didn't move, he glanced at the two of them, there was no expression on his face, and he couldn't tell if he was angry or something.

After a while, he asked softly, "Prince Ben, is it that terrible?" ”

"Your Highness-" The woman in the pink skirt raised her head slightly, and saw that the corners of His Royal Highness the Prince's lips were outlined with a faint amplitude, and she suddenly felt that the flowers all over the world were blooming, and she seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, really, it's so beautiful-

Beautiful, people can't take their eyes off it, just want to sink into despair in his beauty.

"Come here." Seeing that she was stupid in place, Mo Zun moved his hand and asked her to get up.

"Yes." The woman didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and immediately knelt down.

"Come on, get rid of it." Mo Zun's eyes looked at the grapes that fell on his chest, and said with a bit of evil in his voice.

"Yes." The woman carefully took out a piece of brocade from her bosom and was about to reach out to take it off.

"Use here." Unexpectedly, before her hand touched the grapes, a cold feeling suddenly came from her lips.

"Boom--" The woman's mind suddenly went blank.

That is, His Royal Highness the Prince's index finger was gently falling on her lips.

Just such a light touch made her inexplicably stunned, and she couldn't react for a long time.

"Don't be nervous, come-" Mo Zun stared at her, but the woman's face was not reflected in the blue eyes.

He was obviously looking at her, but it was as if he was seeing something farther through her.

The woman in the pink skirt came to her senses after a long time, and then her face was slightly red, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was obviously very gentle, but it made her feel a chill all over her body.

But he didn't dare to disobey his will, and there was still a slight joy in his heart, his head was on his chest, his red lips were slightly open, and he swallowed the grape with extreme care.