The prince suddenly held her hand that was wiping his hair and asked, "Are you worried about my illness?"
Su Yueming continued to wipe him and said, "You are the prince."
Hearing her answer, the prince couldn't help but have a hint of loneliness in his eyes, and said, "If I were not the prince, wouldn't you worry about me?"
Su Yueming sighed leisurely and said to Feng Feo beside him, "His Highness's robe is wet. If the Emperor and Queen find out that he goes back like this, he will be suspicious again. Now, we can't cause any additional topics. Let's go back to Yumingyuan first.
Dry your robe before leaving. If you can stay in this mansion all day without being discovered by anyone, you don't care about this moment."
"Yes!" Feng Po immediately stepped forward and said to the prince, "Your Highness, come with me."
"Even if that person enters the palace, he won't get any benefits." He said assuringly behind her.
Su Yueming was stunned and said, "Let's talk about these later."
When Lu Rong and Bi'er, who were warming hot tea for Su Yueming in the room, saw the visitor taking off the bamboo hat, they were all shocked. For a moment, it seemed as if the air had frozen.
There are actually such good-looking men in this world.
The white clothes are better than snow, spotless and impeccably refined, unknowingly revealing the charm and stunning beauty that captivates all living beings.
Both of them were dumbfounded and disrespectful.
"Hurry up and say hello to the prince." Su Yueming frowned. She knew that he was the most handsome man in the Zhou Dynasty, but this was the first time she saw someone being so stupid after looking at him.
Almost drooling.
"Yes, the prince, the prince is a thousand years old." Lu Rong and Bi'er finally came to their senses and immediately knelt down. Their faces were flushed and their hearts were pounding.
They never thought that they would be able to see the famous Crown Prince at such a close distance.
The prince raised his hand, his movements revealing natural nobility and elegance, and said, "Everyone, get up."
"Yes." The two people stood up and stepped aside, their hearts still beating hard.
Su Yueming ordered, "Go and move the stove into my room, and don't let anyone know that the prince is here."
"Yes, Princess."
Lu Rong and Bi'er went to move the stove. After moving it to make it hotter, they went out to make ginger tea soup according to Su Yueming's instructions. Feng Po guarded the door responsibly, not allowing anyone to break in at will.
"Pull down the robe. I don't have men's clothes here. Your Highness can only wrap this up first." Su Yueming moved the purple brocade printed quilt over her body and said.
There were only two of them in the room, and the prince began to untie his wet robe.
Little did he know that when he was in the palace, all these matters were taken care of by the eunuchs, maids, or nuns. The prince rarely did it himself, and the robe he was wearing was made recently. It was the latest style and the buttons were particularly strange.
, he untied it for a long time, but he couldn't undo even a single button.
Su Yueming raised her eyes and saw his embarrassed look. She sighed softly, walked forward, raised her hand and put it on his neck, saying——
"I'll do it."
"..." The prince stopped his hand and looked down at the person in front of him.
Su Yueming raised his head, and a pair of white catkins moved flexibly around his neck. He looked particularly enjoying it, and the thin little finger accidentally touched his cheek.
The soft touch made his heart skip a beat and his throat moved.