The silver candles on the copper lotus lampstand exude warm light, and the twelve screens are embroidered with flowers, birds and grass patterns, which are lifelike, delicate and vivid.

The prince's earlobes turned red, he reached out and picked Jiayu up, put him in the cedar wooden tub, turned and left.

The ice-cold water swept across her body, and the hotness in Jiayu's heart not only did not subside, but it was like pouring a layer of cold water on the boiling fire.

She bit her lips tightly, and buried her whole body in the water, not daring to make any movement.

A tall man is separated by a screen, blurring the reflection of the inner scene, and the prince's hand is weakly closed, trying to figure out how long it will take.

After a while, the prince's bright red lips parted slightly, and he asked concerned: "Is it better?"

The man's voice came through a screen, and Jiayu clasped the edge of the bathtub with her fingers. She wanted to say something better, but she didn't dare to speak, because she couldn't restrain the smacking with just one lip.

"Jiayu, why are you silent? Is there a problem?" Before Jiayu could answer, he asked again in a low voice, his voice worried.

Jiayu felt that she was going crazy. From the beginning to the end, her consciousness was clear, but her body's senses were infinitely magnified, and she would soon lose control.

The prince still didn't wait for Jiayu's response, he took two steps outside the screen, and called Jiayu twice worriedly.

The whole body was soaked in the water, Jiayu's forehead and shoulders exposed to the water were an abnormal red color, the prince walked in at some point, and frowned upon seeing this: "Go and announce the prince."

He turned and walked out.

Jiayu's whole body was limp. After hearing this, she suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the prince's sleeve. She was completely wet, and her jet-black hair was still dripping, and crystal drops of water streaked across her forehead., all the way down the cheek.

"no."

"But, you..." The crown prince hesitated before he finished speaking, as if he had figured out Jiayu's concerns.

After struggling for a while, the crown prince turned his head again, looked at Jiayu, his face flushed slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Can I help you?"

Jiayu wanted to say no, but as soon as her lips moved, an unspeakable sound came out.

In the small bathroom separated by a screen, thin drops of water were sprinkled on the blue bricks all over the floor.

Jiayu was extremely tired, but at the same time, although her body was extremely sore and limp, the heat and emptiness in her body disappeared without a trace.

Pressing the center of her eyebrows with her slender fingertips, Jiayu gathered the man's black robe that was loosely covering her body, and then, a pair of big palms with long sleeves appeared in her eyes, and she picked up a piece of plain clothes between her knuckles.White unlined clothing, followed by a goose-yellow double-breasted skirt, and thick gauze covered outside the skirt.

"I'm going out to get dressed." He piled her clothes on the floppy tail, and urged in a hoarse voice.

Jiayu didn't even raise her head, she just hummed lightly, and only heard the sound of very light footsteps, and then the sound became smaller and smaller, so she was relieved.

She closed her eyes, stretched out a frosty wrist under the large man's robe, and took the clothes on one side.

Putting on her clothes lightly on the soft couch, Jiayu's legs had just landed on the ground, and her graceful waist softened. She gritted her teeth and struggled to stand still. She patted her face several times before walking out from behind the screen., When walking, she tried her best to make her walking posture look normal.

The prince was neatly dressed. He was sitting on a drum stool, holding an embossed and painted enamel teacup in his slender fingers. His eyebrows were slightly lowered. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he looked up.

When Jiayu saw the Prince's fingers, she immediately remembered the scene where those hands were walking on her body, she took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible, "Your Highness."

The prince's eyes narrowed, and when he saw the ruddy skin on the little girl's neck, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Tonight, Gu..." He stood up abruptly, hesitating and hesitating.

Jiayu hurriedly waved her hand: "What does it have to do with the crown prince? It's Princess Le'an." Speaking of this, Jiayu frowned and asked, "The crown prince disregarded His Majesty's will tonight, and His Majesty..."

She worried: "Will His Majesty punish His Highness for this matter?"

The crown prince shook his head: "Although the father has a violent temper, he is not a person who is ungrateful and deserted. You don't have to worry, the worst thing is that you will be scolded by the father."

Staring fixedly at the prince, Jiayu pondered the truth of his words.

The crown prince has always been considerate and gentle, talking about happiness rather than worry, she only met His Majesty at a few palace banquets, so she doesn't know His Majesty well, but according to the evaluation of the courtiers, His Majesty is clearly unpredictable and has a weird temper.

Moreover, during the two years when Qing An was adopted by His Majesty, His Majesty was quite satisfied with him and never criticized him because of his gentle temper, patience, and extraordinary talent in handling government affairs.As a result, many disciples of the clan who had their eyes on the reserve position took a break for a while.

On the paddock, His Majesty was furious and ordered the prince to reflect behind closed doors. This matter would send a signal to many people.

And the cause of all this is her.

Thinking of this, Jiayu looked at the prince, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

The prince stared at Jiayu's ever-changing expression, and his gaze deepened.

Jiayu was thinking of words, when the prince suddenly said, "Jiayu, I don't know why Le'an targeted you."

These words caught Jiayu's attention suddenly, she couldn't wait to ask: "Why?"

After the prince listened, he hesitated to speak, like this several times.

Jiayu frowned: "Your Highness, there is something inconvenient to say."

"Not really." The prince shook his head and looked at Jiayu, "What do you think of Li Heyang?" After speaking, the prince stared closely at Jiayu, not missing the slightest expression on her face.

Li Heyang?Jiayu frowned, and for some reason mentioned Li Heyang.

"Li Heyang was the probationer for Hwarang last year. He is handsome and has extraordinary literary talent. Although his family background is limited, I heard that he is a man with deep chest. If you like him, Jiayu, he is barely suitable for you."

Jiayu frowned slightly, and as the prince mentioned Li Heyang more and more, a thought flashed in her mind.

"Princess and Young Master Li..."