Chapter 337 What is this cloth for

After returning from the Imperial Guards camp, Xie Yuan asked someone to burn hot water and prepare everything for the soup room. She drove all the palace servants who did things out, inserted the door from inside, loosened the clothes, and started taking a shower.

This is the only benefit of her leaving the front-line camp and moving into the Princess's Mansion.

She can plug into the door and take a shower with peace of mind. As long as the water is not cold, she can take as long as she wants, and she doesn't have to worry about being seen.

My breasts, which have been tying, can only be loosened when taking a shower, and relax and breathe a little.

Xie Yuan soaked himself in the water. He sighed comfortably before he heard two maids talking softly outside.

"Why is the prince-consort always bathing alone and not serving him? If you don't add some hot water in the middle, it will easily cause cold." A little woman said softly, her tone was very gentle and considerate.

"The prince-consort is a military man. He washes for a short time and does not need to add hot water." said a young girl with a capable voice.

"Then someone has to wipe his back and some other things... How can one person wash it clean?"

After a pause in the middle, suddenly the capable voice asked with a smile:

"Are you worried that the prince consort would not be cleaned? I think... you want to take the opportunity to wipe his body for him."

"What did my sister say? I don't mean that." The little maid with a gentle tone had a shy voice.

Hearing this, Xie Yuan rested his head on the edge of the bathtub, a little helpless and a little bored.

When I was a child, I climbed up to the house at home, and I always felt that the sky was vast and the earth was very interesting.

Later, I joined the army and ran from all over the world. Although it was very dangerous and my mind was always tense, I also felt that the world was vast and the world was big.

But since I met Princess Huaizhen and entered Princess's Mansion, I always feel that others and I live in the same world as me.

Princess Huaizhen, and these little girls, including Ma Shuo, who challenged her because of jealousy.

It seems that there is only a relationship between men and women in their eyes, and it seems that if they like someone and don’t like someone, it is like the whole life.

Or things like what I ate today, what I wore today, what I said, what I hid my mind, and what I was upset by someone.

Sometimes Princess Huaizhen pulled her to say "interesting things" and that's all.

It's really boring. Xie Yuan couldn't help but think.

Her chin was half hanging from her eyes, as if she was asleep, but she frowned slightly.

I heard the little maid outside with a capable voice say:

"...I advise you to give up. Although the princess is heartwarming and gentle, he is the princess. You don't know the princess' temper. Even when you wake up in the morning, the princess will not let others touch her. I wish there was no woman around her within five steps."

"Sister, I really have no other meaning. I'm just curious." The woman with a gentle tone defended her repeatedly, her tone a little aggrieved.

At this moment, footsteps came from a distance, and the two of them immediately closed their voices.

After a while, the voice of the maid Mo, who was with the princess next to him, said outside with a slightly loud voice:

"The prince consort..."

"What's wrong?" Xie Yuan sat up and asked vigilantly.

"The princess asked you to come over and have something to say."

"I understand, let's go now." Xie Yuan responded, and immediately came out of the bathtub, wiped his body, wrapped his chest, and put on his clothes.

Princess Huaizhen's unstable temper might be a mess at any time.

She had no choice but to accept her requests and follow her.

She didn't dare to delay for a long time, so she could get angry, and she would make another mess... even more annoying.

Thinking of this, Xie Yuan wrapped his changed clothes randomly, opened the door with wet hair.

As soon as the door opened, the two little maids waiting outside, as well as the female official next to Princess Huaizhen, were staring at her blankly.

Xie Yuan was a little guilty and asked, "What's wrong?"

The female official woke up from her stunned moment and said with a smile: "The prince-consin is handsome, maybe it's steaming. Your face looks more and more beautiful."

She was afraid that Xie Yuan would be unhappy, so she held back the words in her heart like a woman and changed the statement.

Xie Yuan dodged his eyes for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and said with a cold face: "Let's go."

As soon as he turned around, one of the clothes in his arms fell off to the ground and was picked up quickly by the little maid standing next to him.

It is the linen cloth used by Xie Yuan to wrap his chest...

The little maid blushed, lowered her head slightly, and said to Xie Yuan: "Mr. Concubine, why do you do with your clothes? Let's leave it to me and leave it to me to wash."

When Xie Yuan heard her gentle voice, he knew which one she was, and he became even more embarrassed. He said, "I can just wash it myself, so there is no need to worry."

She looked at the linen cloth in the little maid's hand. The meaning was very simple, and she wanted her to return it.

But the little maid smiled, her face turned a little red, she pulled the cloth in her hand and flipped it over intentionally or unintentionally, and asked curiously:

"Mr. Concubine, what is this cloth used for?"

Xie Yuan had a reasonable explanation for this, and said without blushing and his heart was not beating:

"If you use it to wrap your waist, wearing armor will make your waist hurt, and it will be hurt." He paused, "I'd better do it myself."

As he said that while the maid was not paying attention, he snatched the linen cloth from her hand back, wrapped it in her clothes, turned around and left.

Mrs. Mo followed Xie Yuan and suddenly turned around and looked at the little maid with a gentle tone, with displeasure and scrutiny in her eyes.

The little maid lowered her head in fear.

With just such a hesitant skill, Xie Yuan had already walked away.

The female official Mo didn't care about anything else and quickly trotted over and shouted, "Mr. Concubine, wait for me..."

Xie Yuan neatly put his clothes into his room. When he came out again, the female official followed him panting.

Xie Yuan asked directly: "Mr. Mo, what did the princess ask me? Is she in a good mood?"

Madam Mo gasped for difficulty and said, "Fortunately, she had just returned from the plum blossom banquet. I heard that you had returned from the imperial guard camp, so I told me to call you. I couldn't tell that she was in a bad mood."

Xie Yuan said "Oh", and in his hand was a dry white cloth towel that he had grabbed from the room, and he wiped his head while walking.

She thought for a while and asked, "Do you know Ma Shuo, the son of Duke Ma? How is the relationship between the princess and him?"

When Madam Mo heard this, her face suddenly turned as if it was colorful, and she was embarrassed and colorful. She looked at Xie Yuan and laughed twice before saying:

"The prince consort... this... what are you asking about this? This is all in the past."

Xie Yuan felt even more curious and said, "I'm just asking."

"This... if you want to ask, just ask the princess. I am a servant, so it's hard to say anything." Ms. Mo was in a dilemma.
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