"What old woman?" Prince Wen De looked puzzled, "Do you still have the time to be distracted when you're with me? Am I not able to satisfy you?"
The maidservant gasped provocatively, with eyes filled with charm, she looked at him and said, "How could that be? I love being with the Prince most, but the Prince has no one in his heart."
With a fierce kiss, Wen De bit the maidservant's cherry lips until they were swollen, "When have I ever had no space for you in my heart? How could I still be with you every night without you? Have you seen me sleep with any other woman? Even if I marry Ya'an in the future, you will still be the one I favor most."
The maidservant pouted, "Prince, don't try to fool me anymore. I heard what you said with Empress Shangzi."
She regretted saying that, looking nervously at Wen De, not wanting him to be troubled by her momentary anxiety.
Wen De lay back, breathing heavily, "What did I say to Empress Shangzi? How do I not remember meeting her?"
