Hua Rong looked at him with a confident smile, as if waiting for his affirmative answer, but in the end, he had to open his thin lips slightly and vent his breath: "Is this necessary?"

"Of course there is." Hua Rong's smile showed a little coldness, "Young Master, don't you know what identity you will be in after you leave here to complete the Prime Minister's mission?"

He looked indifferent: "Madam, don't remind me, I know my identity very well."

"If you want to be the little princess's face, your appearance and talent are all superficial articles. But the most skill to fatally capture a woman must be on the bed..." At the end of the conversation, Hua Rong couldn't help but cover her face with her sleeves and laughed out loud sarcastically.

The beauties in the gauze tent also laughed with the sound of the orioles, even their breathing was seducing him. However, he calmly asked Huarong with his eyes slanted, "It's a truth that even a man understands, will I not understand?"

Hua Rong put down her sleeves and looked at her again. Her eyes were very obscure: "Young Master is a man, so I naturally understand it very much, but... You guy may not have experience?"

His dark pupils were as deep as the night sky, and his tone was as light as a sneer: "Do you think I can't do it?"

"I didn't say this. After all, the Prime Minister has kept a low profile for so long, so he naturally doesn't want to fail at critical moments." Hua Rong smiled meaningfully, "But the young master doesn't have to treat it as a test. Just relax and enjoy it."

"No need." He said, expressionless.

"Young Master, don't worry, the imperial teachers that my wife carefully selected for you are all beauties who have been educated in my mansion for many years and have both outstanding colors and skills." Hua Rong said to herself, as if she was about to dance. "Although they are not the big yellow-flowered daughters who are about to bloom, they are definitely all kinds of charm and understanding, and have mastered the secret skills of the boudoir. I am not afraid to boast, they are better at serving men than any top-notch brothel in the capital."

Ye Yuan was extremely silent. Although those stunning Shuli looked at him so directly and eagerly, they claimed that they could melt the man's eyes, which were so hot that they could cast their eyes on his face like a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain, were as useless as if they were isolated.

"The young master and they practice together, not only can they enjoy the ultimate romance, but they will also teach their lifelong skills and experiences in this beautiful dream of wanting to die, not just killing two birds with one stone?" Hua Rong's words were tempted step by step, and they were about to lead him into the trap of depravity. "I think men would not refuse such good things, right?"

"Didn't Madam hear it clearly?" He didn't even raise his eyes, but he was so cold that he was forced. "I said, no need."

The atmosphere suddenly subsided, and the beauties stopped laughing.

Hua Rong's eyes were dark and she stopped all smiles: "Young Master, are you deliberately not planning to give face to the Prime Minister?"

He curled his lips and smiled as if he was smiling: "Even if the Prime Minister is standing in front of me at this moment, I still say this, and I will not change a word."

Hua Rong took a deep breath, as if she was tolerating the anger, and suddenly she smiled strangely again: "Young Master doesn't need it in his heart, but what about your body? Don't you need it?"

Ye Yuan looked at her with keen eyes. It was undeniable that he did feel his body gradually getting hot. It was a very strange heat that shot straight into his heart. Then, with Hua Rong's expression and tone, he immediately realized something.

Then I also remembered Seser's words: "I'm really here to kindly remind you to beware of my godmother. If she gives you what she eats and drinks, you must be careful!"

Hua Rong saw through him and asked the mystery: "After taking a shower just now, does the young master feel a little strange in his body?"

Ye Yuan understood quietly that he was worthy of being the prime minister. He was really scheming and wanted to use beauty to erode his will so that he could better control himself in the future.

He also smiled secretly. The girl thought it was too simple after all. It turned out that Hua Rong knew that he was cautious and proficient in medicine, food and pharmacology. It was naturally difficult for him to enter the aphrodisiac through his mouth. So he mixed the aphrodisiac powder given by the Prime Minister into his purified medicine bath, and then infiltrated his body from the skin with the warm water vapor. The medicinal power was flowing all over his body with the blood.

But is he really so easy to be plotted against?
Chapter completed!