Zhao Zhi, originally the legitimate daughter of the Grand Secretary, had her hidden identities revealed one after another.
She turned out to be Zhao Chunhua, the Eldest Princess of Da Xuan! H...
Their eyes met, and Zhao Zhi was stunned.
Shen Hanshan was stunned; he had never seen a woman of such outstanding beauty.
Her face was like a peach blossom in spring, her eyes were deep and deep like a pool, her nose was straight, and her lips were the color of cherry blossoms.
Her long, flowing hair cascaded lazily down to her waist, swaying gently as she stood up, adding to her graceful and lively appearance.
After a brief moment of amazement, Shen Hanshan quickly withdrew his gaze.
A hint of panic flashed across Zhao Zhi's face, but she quickly regained her composure.
Her current appearance is her true self, not the Zhao Zhi that Shen Hanshan knew, the one wearing a human skin mask.
"Aunt Lanru, you may all leave now," Zhao Zhi said, changing her voice.
Lanru and Fenghong exchanged a glance and reminded each other, "Your Highness, you still have an injury on your shoulder and are not suitable for strenuous activity."
"What kind of strenuous activity?" Zhao Zhi asked, and Shen Hanshan coughed. She immediately understood and her face burned hot.
Lanru and Fenghong suppressed their laughter and bowed as they withdrew.
"Um, Your Highness, is your injury any better?" Shen Hanshan looked away, scanning his surroundings before finally fixing his gaze on the military treatise on the desk.
He walked over slowly, casually flipped through a few pages, and asked, "Is Your Highness also interested in the art of war?"
Zhao Zhi snatched the military treatise from his hands and casually set it aside. Then, she placed a hand on his shoulder, looked directly into his eyes, and asked, "My lord, am I beautiful?"
Shen Hanshan swallowed hard and said truthfully, "Your Highness's appearance is truly outstanding among the women I know."
Although he loved his Zhizhi more, he couldn't deny the princess's beauty.
Zhao Zhi chuckled, "As expected, men are all fickle."
Shen Hanshan slowly removed her hand from his shoulder and took a step back. "Your Highness, please take good care of your injuries. I'll head back now."
After saying that, he turned and left.
The instant he turned around, Zhao Zhi unexpectedly grabbed the jade belt at his waist and pulled it off.
His vermilion casual clothes suddenly came undone, revealing his white undergarment.
Shen Han paused at the foot of the mountain and subconsciously said, "Aunt Lanru just instructed that Your Highness has a shoulder injury and should not engage in strenuous exercise."
Zhao Zhi grabbed his belt from behind, draped it around his neck, and slowly turned to face him.
Shen Hanshan didn't know what the eldest princess was going to do, so he stood frozen and didn't dare to move.
Zhao Zhi pulled the jade belt aside with one hand, walked around the screen, and slowly came to the bedside.
She took one step, and Shen Hanshan took one step.
When he reached the bedside, Shen Hanshan was no longer calm.
He carefully grasped the uninjured arm on the princess's shoulder and advised in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, you mustn't."
"You spoil the mood, Prince Consort." Zhao Zhi loosened her jade belt, lay back on the bed, and lazily ordered, "My legs are a bit swollen. Would you please give them a massage, Prince Consort?"
"I, I'll go call Aunt Lanru." Shen Hanshan fastened the jade belt around his waist and was about to walk out.
"Hey, Prince Consort, if you don't want to serve this princess, just say so!" Zhao Zhi said self-deprecatingly. "That arrow I took was for nothing!"
Shen Hanshan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned to face the princess, and said in a forced voice, "I'll pinch it!"
He took a round stool shaped like a begonia from the side and sat on it. He carefully placed one of the princess's legs on his own and began to knead it little by little, starting from her ankle.
At first, he was afraid of hurting the princess, so he didn't dare to use too much force.
Zhao Zhi complained, "Has the Prince Consort not had dinner? Why is your strength so weak? It's uncomfortable! Use more force!"
She shouted quite loudly.
Lanru and Fenghong, who were outside, heard this and exchanged a glance. Fenghong whispered, "Should we go in and remind His Highness? She really can't afford to go through that injury on her shoulder! The key thing is, she's pregnant!"
Lanru replied in a deep voice, "Although His Highness is a bit domineering, he still has some sense of propriety in his actions. Let's not disturb the young couple's private moments."
Shen Hanshan's face burned as a result of the princess's shout. He lowered his head and increased the force in his hands.
Zhao Zhi nodded in satisfaction, "That's good, that's more comfortable!"
She lay there for a while, then, feeling bored, she half-reclined on the bed, looking down at Shen Hanshan.
Shen Hanshan noticed a gaze fixed on him from above and instinctively looked up.
Once he saw it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.
The vibrant spring colors beneath the scarlet gauze dress broke free from the lotus-colored bodice and spilled down.
"Your Highness, you have a nosebleed," Zhao Zhi reminded him with a light laugh.
Shen Hanshan looked down and noticed two drops of his own nosebleed on Zhao Zhi's fair leg. He panicked and stood up, frantically searching for something to stop the bleeding.
"My lord, I have a handkerchief here. May I borrow it for now?"
As she spoke, Zhao Zhi tossed a handkerchief to him from a distance.
Shen Hanshan reached out and took it, dabbed the blood in his nose with the handkerchief, and said indistinctly, "I'll wash it and return it to you another day."
Zhao Zhi wanted to say "You don't need to pay me back," but Shen Hanshan had already left the room like a gust of wind.
Lanru entered the inner room before Feng Hong and said reproachfully, "Your Highness, the Prince Consort is young and impetuous. Although your five-month pregnancy does not prevent you from doing things as husband and wife, you should not keep provoking him."
Feng Hong chimed in, "Your Highness, if the Prince Consort gets too restless and goes out to find women, you might regret it later!"
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