The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1583 - 1670: A Night of Passion
In the Eighth Princess’s view, the two had been separated for many days. Although she came to Nanling for business, she had missed Qinghe dearly during their long absence.
But Qinghe had no interest in matters of affection. In fact, whenever the Eighth Princess tried to get close to him, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of disgust.
However, he hid it well, revealing nothing on his face regardless of what he thought in his heart. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
The Eighth Princess was feeling an intense itch in her heart, but unable to force Qinghe, she could only bear it herself.
And it was at this moment that something happened.
Before the incident, the Eighth Princess, frustrated and distressed from unfulfilled desires, drank a few more cups than usual and became intoxicated.
Old Lady Zhu was poisoned, and the poison also spread to the Eighth Princess. To find out who the poisoner was, she had Old Lady Zhu severely beaten.
Old Lady Zhu couldn’t endure it due to her age and passed away without even a proper funeral.
Zhu De frequently visited the Zhu family, and Old Lady Zhu had long expressed her favoritism towards him as a distant relative. Zhu De was deeply favored by the old lady.
In her lifetime, she had stated that after her passing, Zhu De would take charge of the family. So after her death, Zhu De officially moved into the Zhu Family Main House.
As for Old Lady Zhu’s children, the sons were all married out, and the daughters were married off and had their own families. These children thought that now that the old lady was dead, the ’Concubine’ was too malicious, and they were powerless to oppose her. They decided it was safer to stay far away from her, as life was more precious than any lure of wealth.
But Zhu De did the opposite.
Old Lady Zhu favored Zhu De because his temperament was most similar to hers when she was young, and they both made the same mistake.
Just as Old Lady Zhu had eagerly clung to the Eighth Princess’s coattails, Zhu De was busy currying favor with the Eighth Princess.
She secretly observed and found that Qinghe, the Eighth Princess’s Official Husband, was rather ignorant of the situation. She thought to herself, the Eighth Princess is suffering, why not bring someone over?
Thus... the night the Eighth Princess was drunk, Zhu De offered a beauty.
After that night...
Amidst the gauze curtains, the man’s body was covered in bruises, turning what was an otherwise pure and jade-like white skin into a terribly harsh sight.
His looks were quite good, but his most outstanding feature was his aura.
The Eighth Princess stared at the man’s appearance, momentarily stunned.
This man’s aura was quite similar to Qinghe’s?
Recalling the previous night’s intimate encounter, she felt a splitting headache.
Suddenly, the man lowered his head, a hint of tears in the corner of his eyes, and he crashed his head towards the bedpost, startling the Eighth Princess.
"What are you doing!" The Eighth Princess frowned tightly, catching the man’s wrist before he could hurt himself.
It was known that although the Eighth Princess had many male favorites and Concubines in her harem, over the years, she had favored only Qinghe.
The man lowered his head and said, "Though I come from the brothels, long ago I decided that, even if this unclean body was no longer pure, one day I would escape that vile place. Yet..."
The man gave a tragic smile, "The Concubine’s status is prestigious, and Zhu De of the Zhu family deceived me. I was invited to play a tune, little did I expect that it would turn out to be..."
The man needed to say no more, for the Eighth Princess already understood.
Yesterday, she was drunk, and this man in his blue attire was mistaken for Qinghe by her.
In her long-neglected state, she ignored his resistance and forcibly pulled him into bed...
"What a misfortune so early in the morning!"
The Eighth Princess had a dark expression. After putting on some clothes and getting up, she instructed the people outside the door, "Watch him, and don’t let him dirty my bedside."
