The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

Chapter 190 Flower Festival

When Su Yaoyao woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

She turned over, ready to go back to sleep, but a hand gently pinched her nose.

"Well……"

She slapped the hand away, "What are you doing..."

Xiao Chenyuan chuckled softly and leaned close to her ear.

"woke up?"

Su Yaoyao closed her eyes and snuggled closer to him.

"Not awake."

"Then I have something to tell you."

"I won't listen."

Today is the Flower Festival.

"I was thinking of taking you out to play. Since you're still asleep, then forget it..."

Su Yaoyao opened one eye.

"Flower Festival?"

"Hmm." Xiao Chenyuan looked down at her. "It's an annual event in the capital, when all the flowers bloom and tens of thousands of people come to visit. I'll take you there."

Su Yaoyao's eyes lit up.

"Is there anything to eat?"

"have."

"Anything fun to do?"

"have."

"have……"

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and kissed her.

"I have everything." He released her, a smile in his eyes. "Get up. I've had some clothes prepared; take a look."

Chun Tao brought in a set of clothes. The fabric was light pink and embroidered with peonies. The skirt was layered and folded, as light as flower petals.

Su Yaoyao's eyes lit up even more.

"nice!"

She changed her clothes, and Xiao Chenyuan personally styled her hair and inserted a white jade hairpin.

The person in the mirror has exquisite features and bright red lips, as if they stepped out of a painting.

Xiao Chenyuan looked at her with tender eyes.

"nice."

Su Yaoyao smiled.

"Your Highness has a really sweet tongue today."

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"There's something even sweeter, I'll give it to you tonight."

Su Yaoyao blushed.

This guy!

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After they finished getting ready, the two quietly went out through the side door.

"Why do we have to go through the side door?" Su Yaoyao asked, puzzled.

Xiao Chenyuan glanced at her.

What do you think?

Su Yaoyao thought for a moment, and suddenly understood.

"He Qing?"

Xiao Chenyuan nodded, a rare look of sorrow on his face.

"I just want to be with my wife. If he gets me entangled with her, I won't be able to play today."

Su Yaoyao wholeheartedly agreed.

The two exchanged a glance and quickened their pace in unison.

We're almost at the side gate—

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

A figure in purplish-red leaned against the wall, waving a folding fan and smiling broadly.

Xiao Chenyuan's face darkened.

What are you doing here?

He Qing blinked.

"I live in the East Palace. I go for a walk in the morning, and this is how I end up here." He leaned closer.

Where are you going? Can you take me with you?

Xiao Chenyuan: "I won't bring it."

He Qing looked at Su Yaoyao with a wronged expression.

"Master, look at him..."

Su Yaoyao held her forehead.

She knew it.

Just know!

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So, the two people became three.

Su Yaoyao walked in the middle, with Xiao Chenyuan on her left and He Qing on her right.

On the left, aloof and ascetic; on the right, alluring and seductive.

She felt like a sandwich cookie.

"Master, shall I buy you a sugar figurine? What kind would you like?"

Xiao Chenyuan said from the side,

"I'll go buy it!"

He Qing looked at him.

"Why should you go? I spoke first."

"She likes what I bought."

"She likes what I bought better!"

"She is my wife."

"She's still my master."

"Alright, alright, buy it all! Eat it all!"

The two men then looked away.

The art style remained the same from then on.

Passing by a clothing store, Heqing pointed to a crimson dress.

"My master would definitely look good in this."

Xiao Chenyuan pointed to a moon-white dress.

"This suits her."

He Qing: "Red is festive."

Xiao Chenyuan: "Moon white and elegant."

Su Yaoyao: "...Buy them all."

Passing by a cosmetics shop, Heqing picked up a box of peach blossom powder.

"This smells good."

Xiao Chenyuan picked up a box of rose paste.

"This is moisturizing."

Su Yaoyao has given up struggling.

"Buy them all."

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I bought sugar figurines, candied hawthorn skewers, lanterns, and sachets...

Chun Tao and Ling Feng's hands were already so full they could barely hold any more.

Chun Tao looked at the small mountain in her arms, wanting to cry but unable to.

"Ling Feng, do you still have hands?"

Ling Feng remained expressionless. As a first-rank bodyguard with a sword, he was carrying three lanterns in his arms, five or six bags hanging from his arm, and a whole bunch of candied hawthorns in his hand.

What do you think...?

Chuntao looked at him,

"Aren't your hands tired?"

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment,

"……acid."

Chuntao: "When do you think our master will finally give us a break?"

"Don't even think about it in this lifetime."

Chuntao wholeheartedly agreed.

The two of them sighed at the same time.

When will this end?

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As Su Yaoyao walked, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

She looked around and then at the girls on the street.

Then she froze.

When I first transmigrated here, all the girls in the capital were as thin as bamboo poles, so frail that they were afraid of being blown over by the wind.

But now?

The streets were full of girls, each with rosy cheeks and a plump figure, with curves in all the right places, looking healthy and beautiful.

She blinked, thinking she was seeing things.

Two girls walked by, talking as they went.

"My mother used to always tell me to eat less and bind my chest, but now she can't wait for me to eat more."

"That's right! I used to be so hungry I felt dizzy every day, but now I can finally eat my fill."

"How come this trend has changed so quickly?"

"You still don't know? It's all because of the Crown Princess!"

Su Yaoyao's ears perked up.

"Your Highness the Crown Princess? Really?"

"Of course it's true! Haven't you heard? The Crown Princess has a voluptuous figure, and His Highness cherishes her like the apple of his eye. Now all the noble ladies in the capital are imitating her; who still cares about that delicate, frail look?"

"It's all thanks to the Crown Princess. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have known that being voluptuous could be so beautiful."

"Exactly! Why does everyone have to be as skinny as a bamboo pole?"

"Yes, the beauty of women should be different in every way."

The two girls walked away chatting and laughing.

As Su Yaoyao listened, a warm feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

When she first transmigrated, the original owner was driven to self-loathing and despair by this distorted aesthetic.

It turns out that her arrival really did change some things.

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Ahead, two men were still arguing.

"Master, this hairpin is beautiful and suits you perfectly." He Qing picked up a ruby ​​hairpin.

Xiao Chenyuan picked up a white jade pendant.

"This is good."

He Qing looked at him.

"You always choose white jade, can't you come up with something different?"

Xiao Chenyuan remained expressionless.

"White jade complements her."

He Qing smiled.

"What's there to match? She'd look good even in a burlap sack."

Xiao Chenyuan looked at him.

"You certainly know how to talk."

He Qing raised an eyebrow.

"Of course. Unlike some people, who always have a cold face."

Xiao Chenyuan: "...I don't have any."

He Qing: "Yes."

Xiao Chenyuan: "No."

He Qing: "Yes, yes, yes."

Su Yaoyao, listening from the side, felt a headache coming on.

"That's enough, you two!"

Both of them shut up at the same time.

But after a short while, it started again—

"Master, look at this—"

"I think that one is better—"

Su Yaoyao: "......"

She rolled her eyes.

Forget it, let them argue.

She decided to ignore it.