A trace of uncontrollable desire quietly rose deep within the Third Prince's heart, then promptly spiraled out of control.
He gazed spellbound at the beautiful woman kneeling on the ground and actually reached out of his own accord. "Beauty, get up, quickly. Don't hurt those delicate knees..."
"I dare not. His Highness specifically instructed us sisters of Liyuan Garden to serve all the guests well at today's gathering... Having made such a grave mistake, I cannot escape punishment." Tang Feng, disguised as the Little Songstress, began his whimpering performance, getting into character.
Hearing this, the Third Prince gently helped him up. "Prince Huai and I are brothers. Rest assured, beauty, he won't punish you. Here, bring a chair. Watch the gathering with me."
Before long, a maid attending behind them brought over a chair and placed it beside the Third Prince.
Tang Feng sat down and lowered his head demurely.
The Third Prince immediately felt hot all over, his desire unbearable, and kept stealing glances at the cleavage and rounded breasts.
The Little Songstress began to sob softly, looking as though she dared not meet his eyes.
The Third Prince swallowed and asked with concern, "Beauty... why do you seem so sad?"
"I... the thought of being punished by His Highness terrifies me," the Little Songstress replied in a voice soft as silk.
"It was only a broken cup. I already told you he won't punish you."
"...I'm not talking about the cup." The Little Songstress shook her head slightly.
"What is it, then?" The Third Prince kept tugging his collar loose.
"I dare not say..."
"You have me backing you. Speak freely," the Third Prince replied with absolute confidence. "Stop hemming and hawing. Tell me."
"Ah."
The Little Songstress sighed deeply and said mournfully, "Your Highness, look around. All