A Concubine’s Competitive Life in the Prince’s Household

“Your Highness, it seems that Concubine Zhang is eating braised pork elbows again.” Fu Gui, the personal eunuch, said hesitantly.

Before she married into the prince's household, Concubine Zhang had a voracious appetite. After becoming a concubine of Prince Yan, her love for food only grew stronger.

The more she ate, the heavier she got, and now she had become quite plump.

Prince Yan used to stay in Concubine Zhang's room. When he slept, he could always smell the greasy aroma of braised pork elbows.

During their intimate moments, the plump Zhang Miaoyu would press heavily on the prince's body.

Prince Yan: ...She's gotten heavier!

My back!

Fat people tend to snore, and Prince Yan had been woken up by Concubine Zhang's snoring more than once. Poor sleep affected his official duties the next day.

Gradually, he lost interest in this chubby concubine.

“Is the prince going to stay with Concubine Zhang tonight?” Fu Gui asked cautiously outside the HuaXiang Courtyard.

Prince Yan covered his nose to block out the greasy smell of pork elbows: “No.”

He turned and left.

He hated pork elbows!

If Zhang Miaoyu could pay a little more attention to her appearance, Prince Yan would certainly continue to like her. But she simply had no self-control!

Fu Gui had no choice but to follow Prince Yan to the next concubine's room.

In the HuaXiang Courtyard, a maid puffed her way in: “My lady, the prince just came to our courtyard and stood at the door for a while before leaving. Should we go after him?”

Zhang Miaoyu held a fragrant large pork elbow with her chubby hand and said nonchalantly: “My mother once said, if a man loves you, he will love everything about you unconditionally. Whether you are tall or short, fat or thin, a man will love you. If the prince really loves me, he won't mind my weight.”

When she first married into the mansion, Zhang Miaoyu and Prince Yan got along well.

They had also spent some beautiful days together.

But gradually, as she grew heavier and heavier, the prince gradually distanced himself from her. Zhang Miaoyu was originally very distressed and wanted to lose weight. But after communicating with Liu Ruyan, who was also out of favor, she gradually understood.

Men are all fickle creatures, their love is too short-lived.

It's better to eat pork elbows.

As the sky grew darker, Prince Yan visited a few courtyards and became increasingly bored. He prepared to return to his main residence and spend the night alone.

Fu Gui, following behind him, turned his eyes and respectfully reminded: “Your Highness, a new mistress has moved into the Fangfei Courtyard. It is said that she is exceptionally beautiful. Why not pay a visit tonight?”

Prince Yan came to a halt.

Gesturing "since we are here," he decided to visit the Fangfei Courtyard.

Newcomers are different from the old ones in the mansion, with an extra touch of freshness. Of course, based on Prince Yan's previous experience, this freshness of new arrivals would soon be extinguished, and they would become ordinary members of the harem.

Escorted by guards and led by eunuchs carrying lanterns, Prince Yan walked toward the southwest corner of the mansion. The southwest corner had more than a dozen courtyards, all inhabited by concubines.

Prince Yan didn't particularly like the courtyards in the southwest corner, which were somewhat run-down. Although the concubines were beautiful, their courtyards lacked care, with weeds growing wildly and dull decorations in the bedrooms.

Prince Yan could tolerate visiting these courtyards one or two times, but coming daily was truly uncomfortable. Especially at night, the southwestern courtyards were dark and quiet, like a cemetery.

As he walked, Prince Yan stopped. Among the dimly lit courtyard walls, he saw a distinctive one.

At the entrance of the courtyard, two beautifully colorful carp lanterns were hung high. Under the moonlight, clusters of pink roses bloomed outside the courtyard walls, and on the white walls were exquisite and beautiful patterns.

Compared to the gloomy courtyards around it, this one was like paradise.

“Your Highness, this is the Fangfei Courtyard of Mistress Shen Wei,” Fu Gui introduced actively.

Prince Yan immediately became interested.

A uniquely charming courtyard.

Prince Yan entered the gate of the Fangfei Courtyard, the bright moonlight illuminating the small courtyard.

Prince Yan saw several trees with bright red peach blossoms, and the courtyard was free of weeds, with neatly planted hydrangeas, irises, campanulas, and clove vetch. In the corner of the courtyard wall, there was a swing, and the eaves hung with clear wind chimes.

Although the courtyard was small, it looked quite charming.

The Fangfei Courtyard was full of vigor, in stark contrast to Liu Ruyan's lifeless courtyard.

Fu Gui cleared his throat and announced the prince's arrival.

The door opened, and two maids, Cai Ping and Cai Lian, came out. The two girls knelt down, and Cai Lian, nervous, said: “Your Highness arrived suddenly, and our mistress is still bathing... please wait a moment, Your Highness.”

Fu Gui frowned: “How dare you make the prince wait!”

Prince Yan glanced at Fu Gui.

Fu Gui, sharp as he was, immediately kept quiet. Prince Yan pushed the door open and went in, with Fu Gui and the two maids guarding outside.

Prince Yan stepped into the main bedroom of the residence and couldn’t help but brighten up. The bedroom was filled with a subtle fragrance. Although there were no expensive furnishings, everything was delicate and beautiful.

The floor was covered with soft carpets, and a vase on the table contained fresh pink peach blossoms. The table was adorned with delicate handmade trinkets. The screen was slender, and the window view was like a painting.

Behind a thin white gauze curtain, steam was rising, and Shen Wei was bathing, barely visible.

Shen Wei's voice sounded a bit tense: “Please forgive me, Your Highness, I am still bathing...”

Her voice was soft and timid, like a shy little bird.

Prince Yan was immediately aroused and lifted the gauze curtain.

The room was brightly lit, and the bath was filled with white steam. Prince Yan examined the woman in the tub, her wet black hair scattered over her shoulders, clinging wetly to her rounded shoulders. The woman was alluring in appearance, with skin as white as congealed fat, and it was faintly visible through the water surface, exposing her slim waist.

She was exceptionally beautiful.

Her teary eyes made Prince Yan think of a lost deer in the mountains.

After his southern tour, Prince Yan had not been fully satisfied for a long time. Suddenly, a beautiful woman appeared before him, and he swallowed hard, his gaze darkening.

“Your... Your Highness...” Shen Wei pretended to be shy and lowered her head.

Her face was shy, but her heart sighed inwardly.

After much anticipation, I finally got this man here. Although it was sudden, Shen Wei had been prepared.

Prince Yan was fully interested, bending down to scoop the naked Shen Wei out of the tub and gripping her chin: "What's your name?"

Her white skin was exposed to the slightly cold air, and Shen Wei shivered, leaning weakly against Prince Yan: “I... I am Shen Wei.”

The water in the tub churned.

Shen Wei's wet hair spread across the bed.

“Your Highness...” Shen Wei looked at him shyly, her eyes glistening with tears.

Her pretense of reluctance was utterly alluring, igniting Prince Yan's passion. He lowered his head...

...

Time slowly passed, and the moon gradually set. Outside the door, Cai Ping and Cai Lian listened, their faces red.

Mistress Shen... her voice was too beautiful, more melodious than the orioles of spring.

The two maids were itchy just listening, let alone the hot-blooded Prince Yan.

However, Cai Ping rubbed her aching knees, and the time was too long—Mistress Shen looked delicate, yet she could endure so much!

Inside the room, the atmosphere lingered.

Prince Yan felt completely satisfied. The woman was slender like a willow, yet unexpectedly, she could perfectly match him! Compared to other women who would faint after half an hour, Shen Wei could play with him until the depths of the night!

Rare indeed!

Prince Yan finally felt satisfied. The more he cherished her, the more he kissed Shen Wei's cheek: “You’ve worked hard.”@@novelbin@@

Shen Wei's eyes lit up as she sneakily glanced at Prince Yan and said hoarsely: “Your Highness worked hard on his southern tour. Serving Your Highness is my duty.”

Prince Yan's body trembled slightly. He held Shen Wei's hand and his dark eyes deepened: “How did you know that I worked hard on my southern tour?”

Shen Wei lowered her head, timidly answering: "Your Highness, I am from the south. My family only moved to Yanjing a couple of years ago. When I was young, I saw officials on a southern tour. Within a month, they had to inspect the affairs of various prefectures and counties, clear up cases of injustice and wrongful convictions, and tirelessly work for the people."

As she spoke, Shen Wei boldly reached out and stroked Prince Yan's handsome and thin face, feeling a mixture of love and pity: “Your Highness has tanned and lost weight.”

No man dislikes a woman who understands him.

Physical pleasure is fleeting. It can keep a man for a while but not forever.

You need to show concern through words and actions. Shen Wei's goal was to become Prince Yan's "flower that speaks," his spiritual refuge, the only harbor he wanted to rely on when tired.

Only in this way could she truly establish herself in the prince's mansion.

Prince Yan's eyes were fixed.

After his southern tour, his elder brother, the crown prince, had sent generous gifts to express his comfort, and his mother had sent some supplements. His princess and concubines had only casually said, "The prince has worked hard."

Only Shen Wei, the little concubine in his arms, clearly mentioned specific details like "looking darker" and "getting thinner."

Prince Yan was deeply moved, his nose inexplicably tingling with emotion.

It was as if he were a little boy eagerly awaiting praise, and finally, he received his reward in the form of candy from Shen Wei.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her. This woman truly loved him... If it wasn't love, how else could she have noticed these small details?

Prince Yan held Shen Wei tightly, finally getting a restful night's sleep.

Shen Wei, hearing the even breathing above her, secretly gritted her teeth and massaged her sore waist.

"Damn man, almost killed me," she muttered under her breath.

Thankfully, she had been exercising every day recently; otherwise, she really might have fainted halfway through.

Shen Wei cursed inwardly, but as she leaned her head against Prince Yan, she felt like she was embracing her most beloved treasure trove of gold and silver, and soon, she too drifted off into a deep sleep.